Chapter 65: Trapped for No Reason

Willow followed the wind's body and slowly descended from top to bottom in the void, speeding up rapidly, and was about to fall to the ground fiercely, when the lancet suddenly drilled out of his fingertips.

The lancet broke away from Liu Suifeng's fingertips, saw the wind rise, swished, jumped under Liu Suifeng's body, and dragged Liu Suifeng to start flying.

Flying and flying on the lancet, swinging and swinging, the willow with the wind still did not wake up.

Flying over mountains, over forests, over the lair of monsters, carrying willows in the wind, and finally stopping by a thatched hut.

In the course of the Lancet's flight, the sun sets and the moon rises, and the day passes in the blink of an eye.

A middle-aged man, in the thatched hut, stood facing the window, looked at the bright moonlight outside the window, lifted the wine bag and took a sip of wine, and sang: "The bright moonlight in front of the window is suspected of frost on the ground." Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown. ”

After the man finished speaking, on the lattices on both sides of the window in front of him, there was moonlight slowly seeping in, and the moonlight condensed into bright handwriting, imprinting the man's words into the window lattice.

The lancet flew out of the window and into the man's sight, trembling and roaring.

The man looked at the willow with the wind on the lancet, and at first he didn't feel anything, but after careful investigation, he was surprised, and with a wave of his right hand, the lancet, together with the willow with the wind, went directly through the window, stopped in front of him, and waited for his decision.

Stretching out his right hand, he put it on Liu Suifeng's forehead, and the man slowly closed his eyes.

And Liu Suifeng's life in two lives, under the induction of the man, was unexpectedly unconcealed.

Removing his palm, the man looked at Liu Suifeng, revealing a look of reminiscence, and sighed.

The lancet shook again, silently speaking, circling the man.

When the man saw this, he smiled, put the willow on the lancet on the bed, and then took the lancet.

Walking out of the house, the man waved towards the bright moon, and the moonlight gathered on his palm, gathering more and more, condensing and brightening, and in the end, the moonlight turned into a substance, and finally formed a moonstone.

The moonstone glows brightly, softly, comfortably and pleasing to the eye.

The moonstone condensed larger and larger, and after a while, it condensed into a boulder.

The man withdrew his palm, and the boulder hovered in front of him, and he lifted his hand to squeeze the lancet, and began to carve out the huge moonstone. His movements seemed to be very slow, but they were very fast, and after a while, a huge lotus flower appeared in front of him.

Walking back into the house, the man put the lancet into Liu Suifeng's body, and the figure gradually dissipated.

After a pause, the man untied the wine bag from his waist again and placed it next to Liu Suifeng's head.

When he reappeared, the man waved his hand back, and a light shield covered the three-foot area centered on the hut. The man's figure dissipated again, and when it appeared, it was three feet away, and so on and so forth, and the man's figure finally disappeared.

When the man left, the lancet rushed out of the hut tremblingly, and when it touched the light mask, it suddenly encountered a sword aura and was blocked back.

The lancet trembled and rattled, and said goodbye to the man, and then returned to the hut, and returned to the chest of the willow with the wind.

As soon as Liu woke up with the wind, it was already three poles in the sun, and he felt refreshed, and at the same time dizzy, with a rich aroma of wine, drilling into his nose. He opened his eyes and found himself in a hut.

The first thing Liu Suifeng saw was the grass shed above his head, and then he saw that even the bed he slept on was made of thatch.

For a while, Liu Suifeng was about to think about what had happened, but he felt that his mind was cloudy, and he turned his head to see the lattice of the window.

The four lines of words, from left to right, glow and shine, teasing Liu Suifeng's eyes.

After a moment's pause, Liu Suifeng was stunned, and then got out of bed and came to the window.

Stretching out his hand and touching those words one by one, Liu Suifeng's heart couldn't help but ripple.

Although he had not been in school in his previous life, how could Liu Suifeng not know Li Bai's "Silent Night Thoughts"?

Thinking back to the divine map that Mu Xinyi asked him to unravel, as well as the "Silent Night Thoughts" that was shining in front of him, and even the "imagine" behind the wooden door in the Qiling Palace, Liu Suifeng couldn't help but think.

What does this world have to do with his previous life?

Turning his head to look at the grass bed, Liu Suifeng found the wine sac at the head of the bed, although the mouth had been closed, but the aroma of the wine in the wine bag penetrated the wine sac, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

Liu Suifeng picked up the wine bag and involuntarily took a sip of wine, his face showing a touch of surprise.

Not spicy, not irritating, not intoxicating, Liu Suifeng feels just a mellow fragrance, refreshing.

With a bang, Liu raised his head with the wind and drank the wine in the wine bag with a clatter.

Putting down the wine bag, Liu walked out of the hut with the wind, opened the door and saw the lotus, and the light shield three zhang away.

What Liu Suifeng didn't notice was that when he put the wine bag at the head of the bed, the sunlight outside the window, through the window, quietly sprinkled on the wine bag, and seeped in.

The wisps of sunlight, like the streams returning to the sea, all entered the wine sacs.

Liu walked towards the lotus with the wind, stretched out his hand to wipe it away, but only touched a piece of nothingness.

The lotus flower was witnessed by Liu Suifeng, but it was untouchable no matter what, like an illusory image.

It was still suspended in the void, and the sun was shining, but the lotus flower could not leave a shadow on the ground.

Liu Suifeng turned around, and his face was also strange, because he found that not only this lotus, but even his body, there was not the slightest shadow.

This situation made Liu Suifeng a little frightened, and he thought of the ghosts in his previous life.

Of course, Liu Suifeng knew that the so-called ghosts were nothing more than the grievances of the dead.

It's just that Liu Suifeng is still a little uncomfortable about being a ghost in a daze.

Liu Suifeng looked at the empty courtyard, the simple thatched hut, and the strange thatched hut, couldn't help but turn back into the thatched hut, picked up the wine bag, pinned the wine bag to his waist, and walked towards the outside of the thatched hut, wanting to see the outside world.

When he walked three zhang outside the hut, a sword qi came out of the light mask and knocked him back.

A sword aura, from the light mask, suddenly rose, and suddenly slapped on Liu Suifeng's waist, knocking him down.

Liu Suifeng couldn't help but be surprised, if he became a ghost, how could this sword qi knock him down?

Puzzled, Liu rushed out again with the wind, but was knocked back again.

Just as he was about to get up and rush out again, a voice suddenly sounded in Liu Suifeng's ears: "If you don't want to be extinguished by the sword qi, you'd better remember my next words." ”

Liu rushed forward with the wind, and the four advisors said, "Who are you, and why are you trapping me here?"