The ancients, Zhuang Zhou, butterflies fluttering......

Dreaming again? Floating like a dream, breaking the intestines in another world. I saw the man named Zhuang Zhou lying on the bed and sleeping, and then butterflies surrounded him. Asked over and over again: Is it Zhuang Sheng's dream of butterflies, or is it butterflies' dreams of Zhuang Sheng, who lives in whose life?

In fact, life is prosperous, and in the end it is empty, whether life is like a dream, or a dream is like life, in the end, it is just ups and downs, and finally it will be destroyed, and then it will be destroyed......

Dreams, dust, Bodhi, disillusioned.

Who's singing in the whisper?

How many partings can ignite the flame of the sycamore branch, and how many five hundred years have I walked in the earthly world. When the mandala flowers bloom, who can still remember the past, who responded to whose robbery, and whose obsession has become?

......

Wrong, I didn't walk in the world for 500 years, but across thousands of years in this time and space, and finally my soul was scattered...... I want to open my eyes to see who this chanter is, and tell her that she sang wrong, Ah Li is not her calamity, nor is it an obsession, it is the man she loves with her life.

But I couldn't open my eyes even if I tried hard, there was only darkness, endless darkness, like being in a whirlpool.

Suddenly, a burst of piano sound floated into the ears, the melody is very familiar, it is the song "Willy" played by Ah Li, at first her piano fingering was actually learned from him partially, everyone said that she was Dongyun Yiqin, in fact, no one had heard Ah Li play the piano, and the sound of the piano in his hand was the most majestic and shocking.

As soon as the piano sounded, it turned to the song "Smoke and Sand in Half the City": Smoke and sand in the middle of the city, the soldiers are in the pool, Jin Ge Iron Horse, who fights for the world; Once it will be successful, ten thousand bones will wither, how many white hairs will be sent away?

Qingge was singing, but I heard the thunder and thunder of war drums, the sound of horses' hooves galloping, and the pictures of war and slaughter one by one, which kept flashing, and I saw a white figure on the top of the city tower, plucking the strings with her fingers, the song came from her hand, the song came from her lips, all of them were her, but her back looked so sad, and her white piercing eyes were hurting.

Suddenly, she turned her face to the side, and finally saw her appearance clearly, ah! It's me! She turned out to be me?

The woman sat up suddenly, awakened from the nightmare of the abyss. Looking around blankly, she was so shocked that she lost her mind when the scene in front of her came into her eyes little by little, and it didn't seem to be fake. After a while, she began to raise her hand and touch her face, which was a physical object, tangible and tangible, not like a wisp of lonely soul that grasped nothingness.

She's not dead? No, why would she think she was dead? The white back in the dream just now was her, and the memories were like a few resurgences, it was not a dream, it was all something she had personally experienced, she was Ning Ranqing.

But why did she come back to life? At that time, the soul had already been withdrawn from the body, and in the end, I saw that the soul was dissipating. And, where is she now? Looking around, this place didn't look like any scene she was familiar with, she was actually sitting in a sea of golden flowers, if she was not mistaken, this should be a small yellow flower.

That is to say, at the moment before, she was lying in the field of rape flowers, and as far as the eye could see, she could not see the end of the yellow flowers, and her eyes were full of a sea of gold. I suddenly remembered the most beautiful city in my previous life - Wuyuan, where in a certain season, it is the world of small yellow flowers. Standing up with the rape field in his hands, he looked into the distance: the red rhododendrons on the mountains, the green tea on the slopes, the golden rape flowers, and the white walls and tiles, five colors, harmoniously matched, better than all the pictures in the world.

Is she back in the modern era? Is it really only after she dies that she can return to her original world?

But just now, it was clear that her mind was full of the song, the piano, and the war, was all this just a spring dream she had? Impossible, she is Ning Ranqing, she met Ah Li, she watched the war break out, she died in the war! It couldn't have been just a dream for her!

There is a voice in my heart that says: If you are dreaming, where did you come from Ning Ranqing? That's just a story you've come up with, an imaginary person.

The heart and mouth were inexplicably painful, flooding. Wandering through the yellow flower field in a frenzied mood, it seems that she can't walk to the end, and keeps wondering if it's a dream, who is she? If it is a dream, then why are many scenes so clear, even the heartache and despair are so poignant. If it's not a dream, then why is she here, isn't she dead?

couldn't help but smile bitterly, could it be that Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly was reminding her at the beginning that life is like a dream, dreams are like life, she is just Zhuang Zhou living in the butterfly world, she forgot whether she is Zhuang Zhou or the butterfly.

And the last thing she wants to admit is that Ah Li, who loves in her blood and bones, is fake, how can she be embarrassed?

"Dead girl, are you lazy again?"

A shout came from behind her, and the voice was very loud, which immediately pierced her eardrums and shook back her gradually drifting mind. Numbly, he slowly turned back to see who was talking loudly? A few dozen meters away from her, there was a peasant woman who was running towards her with an angry look on her face. I sighed in my heart: in the end, I am used to doing farm work, and my body is vigorous.

It's a little strange, obviously just now, the endless sky is full of yellow flowers, I don't know where this peasant woman suddenly appeared. Wait, the peasant woman was dressed like ...... Costume? He wore a cyan turban around his head, a hairpin combed hairstyle, a narrow-sleeved gown, gray trousers, and a short skirt of the same color as the turban. This kind of costume is completely in ancient costume.

After realizing it, he looked down at his clothes, and now he was also wearing a green cloth dress, which was similar to the peasant woman's style, but the pants were pink, and although the texture was extremely rough, it was obvious that she was also wearing an ancient costume. So, can she think that she did not return to modern times because of death?

In the first years of coming to this plane, she had longed to go back, but after the passage of time, she no longer had that idea, and now she was extremely glad that she was still here, and her soul dissipated not to return to the original time and space. Still hovering in her heart, she suddenly felt a pain in her ears, and when she turned her eyes sideways, she saw that her ears were being pulled up, and the peasant woman with a loud voice asked angrily: "Dead girl, you know that you are lazy all day long, and you are asked to harvest cauliflower, what about your basket?" Did you do nothing and sleep lazily again? ”

Dye Qing blinked, and then realized that the peasant woman was calling herself just now, but she didn't know her. Pulling away the peasant woman's hand that was holding her ear, she stroked it a few times, but it was really heavy and painful. Turning his gaze on the peasant woman, he asked hesitantly, "May I ask who you are?" ”

The peasant woman was stunned for a moment, and then her voice was even louder, and she almost leaned in front of her face and scolded: "Dead girl, you don't even know your mother?" Give me less of this set, hurry up and collect flowers for me, if you can't finish cutting a basket, you don't want to have food. Looking left and right, she found that there was no basket nearby, and she couldn't help but be furious again, and pointed her finger her head, "Where's the basket?" Where did you leave the basket? Have you lost your soul? Silly? Hurry up and find it for me! ”

This time, Dye Qing didn't move, let her accuse, and didn't even dodge, she was frightened by the meaning of the peasant woman's words. What does this farmer's sister-in-law mean in front of her that she is her mother? And let her go to this flower field to harvest cauliflower? But she didn't know this peasant woman at all. Where did this mother start?

The peasant woman was still scolding loudly, but she couldn't hear a word. What's going on here? Looking at the posture of this peasant woman, it did not look like a liar who suddenly appeared, her tone of scolding her was completely taken for granted, and her expression was not false at all. What went wrong? They are all wearing ancient costumes, she did not return to the original time and space, nor did she have amnesia, she remembers everything clearly, Dongyun, Nanshao, Beiding Three Kingdoms War, Ah Li, Mu Ze, Nanyue Chen, Ling Mo, etc., many people and those things are all in their minds, and they can be written down clearly, if she can draw, she will definitely be able to draw everyone, which is enough to prove that she has no amnesia.

But why did this peasant woman say it was her mother? Her mother is obviously Lizhu Niang, where is this stranger coming in? What is wrong, why is the whole thing so weird?

Gradually, an ominous premonition came out of my heart, and I lowered my head again to examine myself. Almost immediately, she was caught by the pair of hands that belonged to her in front of her, and she slowly spread out her palms and was stunned.

In the past, she didn't say that her skin was like cream, but because she played the piano, her fingers were slender and slender, even if she went through several hardships later, her hands were calloused, and her skin was rougher, but it would not be like this now. These hands, with square palms, thick and short fingers, prominent joints, dull color, and many calluses on the palms, are obviously long hands doing farm work.

As if to foreshadow an impossible fact, she raised her head and stared at the woman in front of her, and saw her reflection in her black pupils, not very clear, but there was its outline, so strange. Looking at the little yellow flowers around me, and everything around me, an idea suddenly came to mind.

No, that's not true!

Trembling hands touched his face, the hair hanging down behind him. Because of the roughness of the palms, I couldn't feel the skin on my face, but the hair behind me was dry and yellow. Suddenly, Dye Qing crossed the peasant woman's legs and ran in the direction she had just come, how could this be? The question keeps on asking: How can this be?

She didn't believe it, she couldn't believe it.

The peasant woman was taken aback by her sudden behavior, and when she reacted, she found that she had run away, and immediately roared and chased after her: "Dead girl, where are you going?" Didn't do the work, lost the basket, and still ran? "It's good that she didn't shout, but when she shouted that the girl in front of her ran faster, she was so angry that she almost fainted.

Dye Qing couldn't listen to anything at this time, she didn't know if there was a road ahead, she just wanted to run somewhere to confirm that what she was thinking in her heart was wrong, it wasn't like that at all. The speed of running is extremely fast, the wind blows on the face, I don't feel pain, like a pair of gentle hands caressing, stepping on several cauliflower fields, I saw the appearance of a ridge of the field, and I only ran along the road for a while, and I found that my vision became broader, and I actually entered the road and left the golden ocean.

The author has something to say: Do you remember the foreshadowing laid at the beginning of this volume, the holy monk asserted that there will be three calamities in dyeing green, and this third calamity is the death calamity of Phoenix Slope, she survived the previous two calamities, this time God did not favor her again, but her soul is free, and the previous chapter wrote that her soul was separated from the body, which heralded the beginning of this chapter.

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