Peng Hui was temporarily unconscious, what happened to the outside world, he didn't know, he didn't know if Fluttershy would return to normal, and he still didn't know if Su Li could survive......

In the dim world, Peng Hui's primordial spirit was shuttling inside, but he looked very confused, his eyes were empty and godless, like a walking corpse, wandering in this dark world. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

I don't know where the end is, I don't know why I have to go on like this, in this world where there is no end and I can't tell the difference between up and down, left and right, everything has become nothing.

However, Peng Hui, who was in the state of the primordial spirit, still walked sluggishly like this, as if he had never changed his direction.

Time seems to stand still forever here, and the silence of Siye is terrifying, but Peng Hui still keeps walking towards the front in his heart, and gradually his own body of the Yuan Shen is also eroded by the darkness, originally he was the only colored thing in this dark world, and now, even he is about to be integrated into the darkness.

Peng Hui, who was walking mechanically, did not resist at all, it is better to say that he did not open his "eyes" to pay attention to the world at all, nor did he feel his own condition, and let the darkness gradually engulf him.

In the end, Peng Hui was seen again, and he completely merged with the darkness......

............

"This is ......" A confused voice sounded in his heart, Peng Hui slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly a strong light shone in, making him reflexively quickly close his eyes again.

Although he was not forcibly opening his eyes, Peng Hui's hands and feet were moving, and after he was a little sober, he found that he seemed to be lying down.

"It's so soft, am I lying on the bed?" Peng Hui muttered in his heart, and then turned over on his side, guessing that he might have avoided the harsh light, and then carefully opened his eyes again.

It seems that he has just woken up, and his vision is still relatively blurry, Peng Hui subconsciously rubbed his eyes, and felt a wetness, he withdrew one of his hands and looked at it closely.

"Strange, why am I crying?" Peng Hui muttered, he stretched out his hands and touched his cheeks, and was shocked to find that it was full of tear stains, and crystal tears that had just flowed from his eyes.

He instinctively sat up, wiped his tears with his hands, and then, as if he had discovered something, his eyes widened suddenly, and then his hands hurriedly touched his body.

"Something doesn't seem right. Peng Hui muttered to himself, but as soon as he finished speaking, he hurriedly covered his mouth, very surprised.

Why did the sound he made sound a little wrong? When he first woke up, he was still in a trance, and he didn't react, but now that he was a little more awake, he noticed something strange about himself.

Then he noticed that he was indeed sitting on a bed, and there was a half-open window next to it, from which the dazzling sunlight shone in, although he could not look directly, but it made Peng Hui feel very warm.

It's been a long time since I've felt this comfortable, Peng Hui got out of bed, glanced at the layout of the room, and sometimes stroked the utensils with trembling hands.

"Isn't this my room?" Peng Hui said tremblingly, his voice full of milk at this time, making him feel very uncomfortable.

Looking closely, it seems that his hands and feet have inexplicably become smaller, because after comparing the heights of other instruments, he always feels that it is a little different from the sense of déjà vu he used to see things.

Until he walked to a mirror, and when he turned around, he saw the short figure reflected in the mirror.

"Wow!" Peng Hui exclaimed, then covered his mouth again, he looked at the figure in the mirror in horror, and then approached tremblingly, touching the surface of the mirror with his hand.

And the short man in the mirror also stretched out his other hand, which finally coincided with Peng Hui's hand in the mirror, and at this moment, it seemed that all the flow of time had stopped.

Yes, the man in the mirror felt all too familiar to him, and in general, he never imagined that he would see that figure again.

The sun shone and reflected the short figure of a very cute porcelain doll, but at this time he looked very confused, and the heavy expression on his face was definitely something that a child of this age would never have.

"Is it back in the past, is it still a dream?" Peng Hui muttered to himself, he looked at his small fist, then took a deep breath, half-closed his eyes, and suddenly slammed a punch into his face.

Peng Hui showed no mercy in this punch, and he hit himself hard in the face.

"Ahh

"Wow!" Peng Hui actually howled again, it was so painful just now that he actually cried instinctively like a child.

However, although he cried uncontrollably on his face, he did not lose control in his heart, and he felt stunned at this time, how could he not bear this pain, and since it hurt so much, then it was not a dream!

"Hui'er, what's wrong?" Just as Peng Hui was crying, a rush of footsteps came, and an eager but soft female voice sounded.

As soon as this voice passed through Peng Hui's ear canal, his crying stopped abruptly, and at the same time, the door suddenly opened, and an ordinary-looking middle-aged woman walked in.

Just when Peng Hui was stunned, the middle-aged woman walked up and hugged Peng Hui, at this time, he was not as high as the middle-aged woman's waist, so that the middle-aged woman was squatting when she held him.

Peng Hui immediately stopped crying, or was distracted by another shocking thing, he was gently held by a middle-aged woman like this, and a trace of warmth flowed in his heart, and all the anxiety, uneasiness and doubts in his mind seemed to disappear in an instant at this moment.

"The child doesn't cry, did he hit somewhere, let the mother see. The middle-aged woman thought Peng Hui was crying, so she gently stroked his head with her hand, and then slowly let go of her other hand, carefully checking whether there were any bruises on his body after the collision.

"No need, mother, Hui'er doesn't hurt anymore. At this time, Peng Hui suddenly said, he smiled very brightly, and very innocent, at this time he seemed to be a three or four-year-old child, the children's voice and his cute appearance, it was simply lovely.

"Is it really okay? Then be careful next time, my mother also feels sorry for you." The middle-aged woman said lovingly, and then stood up, she stretched out her hand, and Peng Hui also took the initiative to let her hold it.

"Let's go wash our faces first, and then have breakfast." The middle-aged woman laughed, she kissed Peng Hui's forehead dotingly, and then walked out of the room, before Peng Hui also washed his little face at the outlet under her gaze.

Obviously, this is the early summer season, which is the most suitable period for temperature, Peng Hui took a towel in his hand, dipped it in some cold water and began to wash it.

At this moment, he suddenly felt refreshed, and after coming into contact with the cool water, Peng Hui felt more comfortable than ever.

"But what the hell is going on?" Peng Hui also saw the situation clearly now, as if he had returned to the period when he was three or four years old, but the recent memories are still there.

He also vividly remembers that Fluttershy ran away after being confronted with the Blood Drinker, and that he finally found a temporary way to draw a lot of blood for Fluttershy to suck it, and then apparently fainted after losing too much blood, and then lost consciousness for a while, and then woke up in a daze when he woke up again. Not only did he maintain his body when he was a child, but even his mother was still alive and well.

He walked to the window again, looked at the street scene below, and suddenly felt a sense of familiarity, although he was still a little ignorant at that age, but he still remembered the street downstairs more clearly.

"Barren Mountain Town...... Peng Hui sighed, sure enough, the outside is what it was more than ten years ago, he still lives in the original inn, but according to this time, it seems that his parents are still alive, and the inn is also run by them.

Listening to some shouts on the street, Peng Hui was in a trance again, why everything seemed so familiar and peaceful.

Peng Hui suddenly felt unreal, he had experienced too many life-and-death battles in the past year or so, and he had honed himself in the bloody battle, how could he have the opportunity to enjoy such a beautiful life.

He vaguely remembered that when he was very young, almost so old now, he really lived a carefree life, and when he saw these familiar furniture and familiar streets, and the mother who made him cry, he suddenly felt that this was the destination of his soul.

For many years, before he met the rain desert, he spent himself alone in the barren mountain town, although he occasionally thought about fulfilling his grandfather's last wish and returning to the inner clan, but at that time he was a mortal who did not even have the soul of his life, and he couldn't even get out of the barren mountain town, and as he grew up, he also realized his insignificance, and began to live a self-depressed life.

And just now, the mother who often appeared in his mind appeared by his side alive, and he still loved him as much as before.

"Could it be that some kind of spell was triggered, or was it the influence of the Chaos True Dragon Soul?" Peng Hui guessed, but quickly ruled out these possibilities, because his current soul power was simply extremely weak, and it was negligible among mortals, let alone a natal soul.

This made him unable to find the answer for a while, it didn't seem like a dream, but it was definitely not reality, but why everything was so real.

Maybe stay a little longer and you'll find the answer. Thinking like this, Peng Hui also put on his clothes and went downstairs, looking at the clothes he was wearing with such a short figure, he couldn't help laughing, it turned out that his previous self looked so awkward.

After all, Peng Hui's consciousness is still seventeen years old, so he naturally can't get used to his current dress.

He walked slowly down the stairs, and every step he took was slow, for his body was now the same as it had been when he was three or four years old, and he didn't dare to go down the stairs too fast, and he couldn't even touch the top of the handrail.

The business on the first floor of the inn has not officially started yet, and as Peng Hui expected, his parents used to open the shop at noon, and now it is only morning, so there should be only three of them in the store.

According to the memory in his mind, Peng Hui looked for a route and walked to his dining room, and sure enough, he saw the two figures that touched his heart.

A middle-aged man, although his physique is not very majestic, but his eyebrows still reveal a trace of heroism, and from the appearance of him, he gives people a kind and trustworthy impression.

And the middle-aged woman next to him was also wearing simple linen clothes at this time, helping the middle-aged man with dishes and chopsticks, and after seeing Peng Hui come in, she also smiled at him.

"Father, mother......" Peng Hui said in a slightly choked voice, at this moment he finally couldn't hold back his inner emotions.

Although those years of living alone made him stronger in his bones and learned to adapt to loneliness, this does not mean that he likes loneliness, who doesn't want to live happily with his family for a long time!

"Hui'er is awake, come and have breakfast, your mother and I will be busy in a while." When the middle-aged man saw Peng Hui coming, he didn't seem to notice Peng Hui's strange mood at this time, and directly pretended to be impatient and beckoned Peng Hui to come over for breakfast.

"Well, Dad, you've worked hard to cook, so let's take a good rest first. Peng Hui nodded, then walked to the table, reached out with a little difficulty to touch the big bowl of rice in the middle of the table, then picked up the rice scoop, lowered his head and scooped two bowls of rice first, and then handed it to his parents.

"Yo, my son is so sensible today, then I have to come and eat first. The middle-aged man laughed out loud when he saw Peng Hui's actions, sat down very freely, roughly sandwiched a bunch of vegetables, and then ate it in a big gulp, which was really not restrained at all.

"Really, Hui'er is usually ignorant, come, Hui'er will eat too, don't pay attention to your father. The middle-aged woman said angrily, and then gave Peng Hui a bowl of rice, which was almost enough for him at this age, no more, no less.

Peng Hui nodded, and began to eat, after each grain of rice entered his mouth, he would chew carefully, and his emotions were also fluctuating violently, and he tasted a wonderful taste from it that he had never tasted before.

"It's delicious!" Peng Hui praised sincerely, and sure enough, it was the most fragrant to eat at home and with his family around the table.

The middle-aged couple also smiled happily when they heard this, and immediately felt that the hard work just now seemed to have become very worthwhile, and their relaxed attitude was also seen by Peng Hui.

"I ate the ......" is really very fragrant, Peng Hui ate it very quickly, and actually finished it before his father, which stunned the middle-aged man who swallowed the food violently.

"Hui'er, are you really full?" the middle-aged woman asked.

"Well, I'm full, my father's and mother's cooking is so delicious. ”

"Stinky boy, your father likes that. ”

............

In this way, Peng Hui lived a life like this at home for two months, living happily every day, although it was a mortal life, although there was no ambition, but Peng Hui was very content, or he was immersed here.

That's right, this time will always be his happiest and most satisfying memory, and now that he has the opportunity to enjoy it again, he is naturally completely integrated into it, although he can't figure out why he is like this.

"Are those dreams from before? Yu Mo, Song Gang, Su Li, Jiang Chenxuan, Peng Shuo, Wang Li, Peng Yao, Luo Tianyi, Peng Yuanqing, Xiao Fluttershy, Long Yuan, are they my fantasies? Could it be that I had a long, long and real dream in my sleep......" Peng Hui would be suspicious like this in a few days, and he couldn't tell which side was reality. (To be continued)