Blood, wave after wave, overwhelming. Carved wooden doors stood in the middle of the lake of blood and surrounded me. Confused, I reached for a ...... The ancient battlefield, even the heavenly sword shadow sword light...... Push one more ...... The man in the white shirt disappeared into the twilight...... Push one more ...... But the woman in the stunning palace costume smiled lightly, she looked up, only looked at me and smiled shallowly, what seemed to be telling in her eyes? Push the fan open again...... An arrow from the sky is coming......

"Ah......h With the tingling pain in my chest, I woke up from my dream in a cold sweat, and I could only see my lonely figure in the clear light in the haze. Oh, for many years, this bloody wooden door has been entangled like a spell in my night.

"Grandma, grandma......" I curled up on the window with my legs crossed, sobbing lowly. Grandma, it's been seven days since you left Rui'er. You said that these dreams are deep memories of my past life. If so, why don't you come to see me in your dreams, but these painful days of the past are with me? I hugged my body and buried my head deeply, and I couldn't help but shudder. Tears gradually dried up, the night was so silent, and in the dark sky of Chengdu, a meteor occasionally crossed by. I got up in my shirt and sat in front of the yaoqin, my fingertips touched the strings blankly, and the fragrance of the drunken hibiscus faintly touched my nose, grandma, my dear and beloved in this life, how can I see you again?

"When I first met Rui'er, it was under the verdant hibiscus tree." When I was a child, I always relied on my grandmother to listen to her talk about the adoption of me. My grandmother worked at the highest university in Shuzhong, taught Chinese, specialized in classical literature, and never married. On the autumn night of the year of retirement, I picked up me under the drunken hibiscus in the north of the city, which was not yet full moon. Hibiscus is like a face, a girl carved in pink and jade, and her grandmother always reads: It must be the reincarnation of the Hibiscus Fairy, and it must be the reincarnation of the Hibiscus Fairy. She exhausted her efforts to raise me, a child who was not related to me, and taught me all her life the words, rhymes, poems, and rhythms she had learned. Because my grandmother was born in a scholarly background, she knew everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and also let me learn some fur, and my grandmother, who had always loved the piano, spent half a year's salary to buy this imitation Qing Yaoqin for me on my eighteenth birthday.

Carefully stroke the dust that has fallen on the piano area for a long time, the strings clanged suddenly, I looked up in shock, there seemed to be a kind figure of grandma under the hibiscus outside the window, I hurriedly got up and chased it, but my chest seemed to be throbbed like a heavy thump, and I sat down by the door, and the moonlight outside the door was like the shadow of a water tree. Grandma, grandma...... Thou hast lost thy word, thy soul has not come back to visit me, grandma, grandma...... Are you going to Western Elysium? I shouldn't be curious about the vast world outside, I shouldn't say goodbye to Shu and my grandmother who gave birth to me for 22 years, and go to the most prosperous city in the south. When I returned to Shuzhong again with tiredness, I was faced with the regret and pain of "my son wants to raise but my relatives are not there", and I lost the only relative in the world who loves me the most and understands me the most.

Grandma's voice seemed to be in her ears: "Rui'er, grandma is old, and she will leave you one day, and if you are physically and mentally helpless, go to Wenshu Monastery to meditate." "Grandma was the most devout Buddhist disciple and the hardest volunteer in Wenshu Monastery. In my twenty-three years of life, Wenshu Monastery is the place I know and get closest to the most, and it is also the place where I have the most memories of my grandmother.

On the front street of the bustling Wenshu Monastery, there is an old book market next to the newly painted red wall, where my grandmother used to like to come here to buy some old Shudu classics that no one cared about. I bothered my spirits and traced my memories of my grandmother along the yellowed stacks of books. The owner of the corner bookstore greeted me with a smile, and I didn't see it for two years, and my heart gradually quieted down as I flipped through the yellowed books. Picked up a copy of "Jinjiang Shudi", paid the book and went to the backyard of Wenshu Monastery to find a quiet place, the familiar old Bodhi tree is still verdant and verdant, and there are faint graffiti of some tourists on the stone table under the tree.

"The flag was lowered over the city of kings

Where did the concubine know in the deep palace.

140,000 people disarmed,

None of them are men! ”

That's right, this is a poem collected in all Tang poems. I flipped through the pages of the book and found this poem only to see the inscription: Mrs. Hua Rui, the female poet of Hou Shu, a native of Qingcheng of Shu, entered the palace with her talents, and was fortunate to be the lord of Shu Meng Chang, given the name Mrs. Hua Rui. "The corners of my mouth raised, it turned out to be her, the talented girl in Shuzhong that grandma often talked about." The flower is not enough to imitate its color, and the stamen is not enough to resemble its appearance", when my grandmother thought about it again and again and decided to name me Rui'er, which also took the meaning. Grandma, grandma...... My dear grandmother, tears welled up in my eyes, blurring the handwriting in front of me, I raised my head to hold back the tears, but I only felt dizzy and a little dazed.

The green leaves of the Bodhi tree in front of me are like mist, flashing with dazzling light, I only feel that the rumbling in my ears seems to be rolling through many wheels, my chest is a little stuffy, and I am weakly leaning on the trunk, I only feel that the light spots between the leaves of the Bodhi tree in front of me are gradually connected into a piece, and the roar in my ears is replaced by the sound of chanting Buddha, but I heard a low voice calling me in the sound of the Buddha's name: "Rui'er...... Rui'er ...... Come back soon!" I shook my head to hear better, but my head was getting more and more painful.

"Rui'er... Rui'er... Come back...... Come back soon......"

"Who are you? Who is it? In the fog, I clearly heard my anxious questioning, but my body fell into a deeper helplessness. Who are you? Who is it? "Don't you remember me? Rui'er, don't you remember? Alas...... "The long sigh disappeared in the sound of the Buddha's horn like rain, and my body and my consciousness fell layer by layer......

"Hmm...... "There was a white expanse in front of me, and I only felt a splitting headache, and my body was so soft that it seemed to be trapped in a large pile of sponges." Water, water ......" made me struggle with all my strength to sit up. Seeing that it was just a white tea bowl, he couldn't take care of it, so he hurriedly drank a few sips before he wanted to thank him, but when he looked up, he had a smiling white face, big eyes and a pretty nose, and asked sweetly: "Sister, are you better?" "Wait, what is this? Woman in ancient costume, carved wooden bed, lotus gauze tent...... No, no, I'm dreaming again, I must be dreaming again, I hurriedly raised my hand and patted my cheek, it hurts a little!

"Sister Rui'er, are you awake, don't you know, you have been in high fever for three days, and you have been talking nonsense, constantly calling who you are? Who are you? It scared the slave to death. The woman in the green dress kept talking, and neatly took some clothes and put them on the side of the bed. I looked at myself groggily, dressed in a nondescript snow-white gauze dress. But what's going on, where is this? Is it a hospital? But not like that. Is it a dream? But it hurts when I just shoot myself. Oh my God, what's going on?

I was about to open my mouth to ask, but I saw a bewitching with a high bun, a red silk on her shoulders, and a slow skirt that half exposed her breasts pushed the door in, and she clapped her hands and laughed as soon as she entered the door: "Okay, okay, finally woke up now?" It scared the hell out of me......"

"Huh!?" I was so stunned that I almost screamed, and I leaned back unconsciously, but I didn't want to hit my head on the bed, alas, it hurts......

"Miss Rui'er, what are you doing, we finally woke you up, don't you think about it anymore?" The grabbed me and poured a bunch of beans. "Slow ......" I raised my hand to stop her, looked around suspiciously, and asked cautiously, "Is this...... Where is it? ”

"This is the Hibiscus Music Workshop, is the girl in a mess?"

"Le Fang? That...... You say, Who am I? ”

"Sister Rui'er, don't scare me, what's wrong with you, don't you recognize me?" The woman in green was already crying when she held my shoulder.

Rui'er, she told me Rui'er must know me, but why don't I remember her? "Who are you?" I glared at the little girl in front of me who was already crying, and asked anxiously.

"Qin Niang, Qin Niang, what can I do about this, is Sister Rui'er burnt and confused, why doesn't she recognize anyone?" The girl in green turned around and cried and begged the: "Go and call Lang Zhong to see my sister, my sister is pitiful enough, nothing can happen to me......"

"Oh, let's go, let's go." The woman answered, and went out like a gust of wind.

Calm and composed, I secretly told myself, tried to sit up straight and looked at the girl in green, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with me?" ”

The girl in green replied, "Sister, have you forgotten that you and I are both women in this Hibiscus Music Workshop, and I am your maid Ming'er." In 10 days' time, you'll be making your debut on stage. Just because the former Qin Niang did it without your consent, you took the stage, and planned to arrange for the guests to order music at a high price, and my sister knelt in the cold rain for a long time under the anger and got a chill, which caused a high fever and was unconscious...... "The girl named Ming'er murmured again: "Sister don't worry, Qin Niang said that Furong Music Fang is not a place to hook the fence and will not force the girl to do things against her will. ”

"Ming'er, is your name Ming'er?" I asked in a daze, only to feel that the place I bumped into just now was getting more and more painful, and the pain should not be a dream, could it be that I have left my soul?

"Sister, do you recognize me? Do you remember me? Ming'er grabbed my hand in surprise.

I nodded vaguely and said, "Ming'er, you go and bring me a mirror, I want to see myself." ”

Ming'er turned around and took the bronze mirror, handed it to me and said with a smile, "Sister, it's still as bright and moving as before, but it's a little weak." I looked up and was shocked again, almost fainting. The woman in the mirror turned out to be the stunning woman who entered my dream that night, with eyebrows and moonlight, red lips and bright teeth, white skin and snow, long hair like a waterfall, especially those beautiful eyes, shimmering like cold stars hidden under the thick eyelashes like crow's wings. Is it me? How could it be me, that's the woman of my dreams. The bloody wooden door, the stunning face, if those are the deep memories of my previous life, then now, right now, right now, is it actually my soul back to the past?

God, grandma, grandma, I cried out helplessly in my heart. You tell me, what am I going to do when I leave my soul and go back to ancient times, what should I do?