Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar scene in front of him, the night was a little dazed and a little nostalgic. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info It doesn't seem like he sent that emotion, but he just felt it, which was strange, but it was real.

A small mountain village with green mountains and green waters, a simple log cabin. A scarred young **** was lying on a simple wooden bed, and a girl with clear eyebrows was applying potions to him.

"Can you make people see illusions in the depths of memory? Well, let's see what that dream is? ”

Four people, four different visions, four different stories, four different attitudes. Joyful or sad, nostalgic or bland, although in a fantasy state of mind and unable to move, everyone's expression reflects the state of mind at this time.

"Looks like they're going through the first good things." A magnetic male voice came, and it turned out to be Nie Jin, who had already been killed! At this time, Nie Jin**** showed solid muscles on his upper body, and the scars on his body were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. The hole in his chest that pierced through his heart had recovered, and only a faint trace remained, and the dagger on his head had already been pulled out, because it was covered by hair, and it couldn't be seen, but it was also recovered.

Nie Jin moved his body, twisted his head and made a clicking sound of bones rubbing, his body shook his body with mana, and the blood and dust on his body were also shaken, and the red, white and white brains on his hair were also shaken out.

Although the young emperor was still smiling, his eyes were a little cold, and his eyes were a little sharp: "Don't make those dirty things everywhere." ”

"Haha, anyway, it doesn't matter if it's useless here." Nie Jin didn't care, and smiled heartily, as if he didn't see the cold glint in the young emperor's eyes.

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"Roll the hoop, roll the hoop, hahaha!" The child's childish laughter seemed to wash away the impetuosity in his heart, and the memory of looking at the familiar short figure of Joan also returned to the past, to the days when she was poor but carefree in the countryside.

"Stop playing with the stones, come with us and steal watermelons!" A sturdy-looking child shouted.

"Huh? Oh, then I'll take the hoop back. ”

"Just hang the circle on your body, how handsome you are like Nezha."

"Oh, okay then."

The stone really hung the iron ring on his body, not to mention that if he was cleaned, put on his belly pocket, and tie his hair in a bun, he would really look like Nezha.

"Bear child~ hehe!" Looking at the picture of his childhood, Qiao An smiled dumbly, he remembered this incident, when he was only three years old, he couldn't poop every day, and followed the two-year-old little tiger everywhere to harm people. I remember that time I went to steal watermelons, I was accused of going to my father's place and was beaten severely. Now that I think about it, Qiao An feels a pain in her buttocks, and she has hated her father for a long time. It's a pity that even if I want to be beaten by my father again, I really don't have a chance now・・・・・・

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Following the delicate girl, Lao Ma's eyes were full of warmth, and he still remembered that he had just learned the half-hung Yin and Yang technique and almost killed someone else's ghost hunt, but because of this, he got to know the most beautiful girl in his memory.

Walking in the dilapidated corridor, the footsteps make a soft clicking sound, which is especially obvious in the empty corridor. Quietly following the girl's footsteps The old horse's expression was a little moved, they lived on the highest floor of the fifth floor, because it was cheap. The girl had to go back and forth several times a day, working hard but never complaining, her face was always smiling, as if the man she loved was happy that all the hard work was worth it.

With a creak, the dilapidated wooden door opened. The room was a little dim, but the girl was reluctant to turn on the light, put down the vegetables and fruits she bought, and the girl quietly did housework. After cleaning up every inch of the small home, the girl wiped the fine sweat on her forehead and showed a sweet smile.

"It turns out that every time I come back home, it is so clean, but she needs to work so hard・・・・・・" Lao Ma's eyes were already a little red, he knew that the girl had paid a lot for him, but he never knew or cared about the details.

After cleaning, the girl didn't rest, and immediately began to prepare dinner. Today she bought a fish, which she is usually reluctant to eat when she is home alone. Today the man she loves is coming back from a mission, and he likes to eat fish the most・・・・・・

Seeing the girl skillfully handling the fish scales and internal organs, the tears in the old horse's eyes continued to hover and seemed to flow out at any time.

"Hmph~Hmph~Hmph~" The girl was obviously happy, humming a cheerful little song while cooking. The girl is very capable, and in a short time the dishes are ready. Even hallucinatory old horses can smell the familiar smell.

I don't know when the man will come back, but the girl is afraid that the food will not taste good when it is cold, so she puts it all in the pot and heats it. In order to leave the best side of herself to the man, the girl dressed up carefully with cheap cosmetics that she had been reluctant to use.

A person, sitting at the dinner table waiting for the return of the beloved man. Even though she was hungry, she didn't want to eat the dish she had prepared for her lover. She always had a smile on her face, because the man had said he liked to see her laugh the most.

The old horse sat silently opposite the girl, looking at the most beautiful face in the depths of his memory. Lao Ma's gaze is so affectionate, I believe that no woman can stay calm under such a tender gaze.

He reached out to touch the delicate face, but it seemed to touch the air and pass through. A little disappointed, but being able to see it again is the greatest blessing, and he doesn't dare to ask for too much. Sitting down quietly and looking at the only woman he had ever loved in his life, his expression was so focused, as if he wanted to imprint the figure of the girl who had been blurred in his memory again. He didn't dare to be distracted in the slightest, for fear that he would wake up from his dream in the next moment・・・・・・

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"Stone, how's it going? Am I right? Uncle Zhang's watermelon is the sweetest! "The strong kid ate red watermelon juice all over his face, and the bright red watermelon juice also stained the not very white vest.

"Hmm~Hmm~ Uncle Zhang's watermelon is the sweetest, and it's still sandy!" The stone gulped down the sweet watermelon, and said vaguely, and also got watermelon juice all over his body, and a watermelon seed stuck to the corner of his mouth.

"Stinky boy! Stealing my watermelon again. Look at how I catch and clean you up! In the distance, I heard a hoarse middle-aged man's voice coming.

"Stone, Run!" The strong kid dropped the half-eaten watermelon and ran away. The stone, which reacted slowly and half a beat, failed to run, and was directly pinched by Uncle Li's neck and lifted it.

"Stinky boy, come and steal my watermelon again. Look, how much scourge you can eat so much, see if I don't tell your dad this time to see how he cleans you up! ”

Shi struggled and cried and was taken away by Uncle Li, thinking of his father's stern face, Xiao Shi could already predict what would happen next.

Joan shook her head and smiled helplessly. Uncle Li is still very good, if you ask him for watermelon to eat openly, he will definitely cut a large piece for you to eat. Even if he went to steal food, if he ate it clean, he wouldn't say anything. But children don't care about these things, they always steal food, not to mention, and always pry open one and knock another one when it tastes bad, and each time they can't eat much, they will harm several. Even so, Uncle Li didn't get angry, grabbing his neck looked quite fierce and ruthless. In fact, it was afraid of scratching the clothes, after all, no one is rich, and a piece of clothing is often worn by a family of brothers in turn. grabbed his arm and pulled his arm off for fear that the child would resist.

He didn't know Uncle Li's goodness before, and he always felt that he was too fierce, but when he grew up, he gradually understood that Uncle Li did it really for his good, and he harmed so many watermelons but never made their family pay for it, even if his father gave it to him, he would find a way to return it back. It's a pity that I don't have a chance to see Uncle Li now.

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Suddenly, he calmly followed the little monk on the bluestone road that he had walked countless times in his childhood. I felt a lot of emotion in my heart, and I can remember that this road was taken when I was carried up the mountain by the master. Back then, I was abducted by human traffickers to beg for them, and I had to endure the fierce beating and scolding every day, how many times I cried alone and fell in love with my parents, and how many times I wiped away my tears and told myself that there would be the sun tomorrow.

At that time, he was so young, but he learned to be strong. Speaking of which, it is the child's simple heart that can endure the inhuman treatment, if it is an adult or an older child, I am afraid that it will be unbearable, and suicide is not impossible.

All this pain finally ended when the master arrived, and the majestic and angry expression of the robe was in my heart, and I still remembered how handsome it was that man swept away the whole den with one stick.

The traffickers were caught, and the children were sent home. But where is his home・・・・・・ when he learned that his hometown was flooded, his parents had left his hometown, how lost he was, suddenly. He was going to send himself to an orphanage, but he didn't want to, but he had no home to go.

Just when he was desperate in his heart, a tall figure stood in front of him, and he still remembered asking himself with a warm smile, "Son, would you like to become a monk with me?" ”

At that time, the smiling face was as warm as the sun, and the haze in his heart was dispelled at once. It seems that there is hope in life again, and he happily shows a big smile "Hmm! ”

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Darkness... There is no sound, no light, no thought. The Night Dead is like being in the deepest part of the universe, with no light, no life, nothing. He was accompanied by darkness.

"What's wrong? What exactly happened after that! Why don't you let me know・・・・・・" Night Grim's expression was a little lonely and a little regretful.