Zhu Beichen had a strange dream, in which tadpole-shaped creatures kept drilling in and out of the brain, repairing large areas of damaged brain cells, and densely packed with hundreds of millions of insects constantly improving and strengthening the fragile brain body. What follows is a majestic spiritual power that occupies the brain, which is particularly refreshing.

"Are you awake?" The Great Witch asked with concern, she stood by the window with her back to her, the scenery outside was beautiful and picturesque.

The hazy sound of heaven was in his ears, and he felt familiar and familiar with it, how many times he was haunted by dreams. In his memory, in his subconscious, Zhu Beichen realized that it was the girl's voice.

In her blurred vision, a thin waist, pure white silk lightness, like the outline of a mirror, she stepped barefoot among the green bamboos, looking at the windowsill sadly.

"Hmm." Zhu Beichen responded, and the figure of the girl in front of him gradually became clear, just like a finely crafted jade, gentle and graceful.

"Don't you wonder who I am." The Great Witch was still carrying his back, and his thin lips were slightly open.

"We've seen you, and I've even smelled you in my mind, especially in my memory."

Zhu Beichen reminisced about the wonderful journey of the soul, the fantasy of human dreams is indescribable, just like the girl who is really standing in front of her, and the taste is endless.

"I, I want to know, your name."

For the first time, he boldly longed to know the girl's name, the identity of a great witch, the girl who had been a hermit for ten years, and the picture was always too perfect, and if there was a flaw, it was that he did not know her name yet.

"July."

Looking forward to the brilliance, the long howl is like an orchid.

She muttered softly, shyly said her name, light Luo rose with the breeze, fragrant Ruolan, temperament dusty, graceful body, inducing people to be light-hearted,

July, it turned out that her name was July, a beautiful name, Zhu Beichen sighed lightly.

"July Flow. Dressing in September? He asked tentatively, the origin of a person's life is special, not to mention the existence of a great witch, Zhu Beichen remembered the sentence in the Book of Poetry, the name of July must be a reference.

July shook her head slightly, silk hair running down her shoulders.

"On the seventh day of the seventh month, in the Hall of Eternal Life, when no one whispered in the middle of the night."

July muttered softly, her shallow eyelashes trembling slightly, like butterfly wings lightly divided, and her eyes were full of faint sorrow.

"It was the day I was born, the seventh day of the seventh month, and there was no one in the middle of the night." July said.

Long Hate Song! The beauty raises a deep boudoir, the natural beauty is difficult to give up, the six palaces lose their color, and when they look back and smile, they are charming and charming.

Only the word "July" is worthy of the name of Allure, Zhu Beichen looked at the graceful shadow in front of the window and fell into reverie.

How nice it would be if this girl could be his future wife, the love in his heart was faintly filled, and the smile of expectation suddenly appeared, and he was intoxicated by the beautiful scenery.

July turned around and looked back, the light gauze covered his face, and the thin silk faintly revealed the face of the world, quiet as water.

"I, that, this!"

Zhu Beichen felt a little dizzy, he didn't know how to express it, maybe he didn't know how to face such a beautiful picture, am I dreaming?

"I thought, can you take off your veil?"

"I want to see a real you, alive, no longer the moon in the water. Not in dreams, but in reality. He let out a heavy breath, and finally finished his sentence in full, full of longing and anticipation.

When I first see it, I always have infinite good expectations!

July frowned and pondered, his thin fingers as warm as jade intertwined with each other, as if he had hesitated for a long time in his crystal clear heart, as if he was in a different world.

Do you really want to unveil in front of him, will he dislike himself?

Every girl is not confident enough in her own looks, even if she is enough to overthrow the country in July, but until she faces this man calmly, she still hesitates when it comes to her partner for the next three years.

In the ten years of seclusion, the only one who served by his side was Ning Yun, maybe Ling Yan, a unique cat, could be regarded as a kind of creature. July has never shown his true face in front of outsiders.

"Do you really want me to take off the veil and really want to see what I look like?" July is looking forward to it, but it is a little worried and shy.

Sanqian is right, clever words that make the color dirty and beautiful are enough to destroy the beauty and make the jade dusty. Zhu Beichen didn't even dare to speak presumptuously, not because of fear, but because of July's special temperament, it is difficult for people to have a heart of clever words and abuse.

"Hmm." Zhu Beichen replied succinctly.

The veil of the next world is lightly opened, the warm breeze in the morning blows through the white face of July, a smile is like a girl behind the clouds, far away from the dirt of the world, only the beautiful landscape can raise such a posture.

"You~" Zhu Beichen's eyes straightened, speechless.

"Hmm~na?" July looked at her suspiciously.

What should I say, you are so beautiful, or if you are a fairy, will it be too vulgar Zhu Beichen found that he couldn't find the words to describe her.

"Nothing, thank you for the treatment, sorry to disturb you." Zhu Beichen said.

"Can I ask you something?" July said.

"What?" Zhu Beichen said.

At the top of the seventh floor of the Yuyan Pavilion, Zhu Beichen took away a thing, it should belong to this land, and everything in the Heishui River should belong to the girl in front of him. Although Zhu Beichen felt that this stunner was still young, there was endless wisdom hidden in his eyes, and he had only seen this kind of look in one place.

The girl who solves the game in the ancient bureau of the Great Western Continent can be called a god-like demon and resourceful, but July's temperament is completely different from that person. Zhu Beichen may have guessed what the girl was going to ask, and if she wanted to ask for it, she would hand it over.

"There's a brocade box on the seventh floor." July said.

"It's yours, and if you want me to give it back, I can give it to you." Zhu Beichen said.

July walked barefoot in front of the bamboo chair and sat down elegantly, the seat was padded with a luxurious fox fur warm cushion, and the indoor stove was lit to dispel the cold.

"No, that's for you. Now, it's just a matter of returning to its rightful owner! July said.

Returning to its original owner?

What does this mean, could it be that the things in the brocade box were originally their own, or did they have always misinterpreted the meaning of the word, and the things enshrined in the seventh-story Yuyan Pavilion were their own.

"Have you seen the contents of the brocade box?" July inquiry.

Well, Zhu Beichen replied.

He had seen and remembered this treasure before, but he did not understand its purpose. Connecting with the dream, as well as the identity of the first generation of Heishui River's great witch Tong Jia's family to be frosty, it will not seem abrupt when it appears here, but it is reasonable.

When he left Chengdu and returned to the Heishui River, he took two things with him.