In the evening, Cui Wen woke up suddenly, already drenched in cold sweat, and was in shock. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Have a nightmare?" Lin Yuyan's concerned voice came from her ears.

"Hmm. Cui Wen did not deny it, and then asked, "How long have I been in a coma?"

"Three days. At this time, Cui Wen found that Lin Yuyan's eyes were a little red and swollen, and her expression was also exhausted. Obviously, it's all caused by taking care of yourself and worrying about yourself.

"It's time for you to get some rest, too. Cui Wen stroked Lin Yuyan's face and said with some self-reproach.

Cui Wen didn't want Lin Yuyan to continue to worry about herself, so she didn't say what kind of dream she had. Now that I think about it alone, there is still a lingering shadow.

In the dream, Cui Wen turned into a corpse that eats human flesh and drinks human blood, and everywhere he goes, there must be a scene of thousands of miles of corpses floating in blood.

In the dream, Zhou Gong asked him to stick to his heart and get the right result. But to insist on the original intention of being a corpse, or the original intention of being a human being?

In the dream, he saw the supreme emperor of the zombie clan, and he said that there was a curse in the Wenwu Continent that no one could break, but it broke.

In the dream, he saw that his father was not killed by his comrades, but by himself leading the army of black zombies.

Cui Wen wanted to forget the imaginary dream, but it lingered no matter what, and it became clearer and clearer, as if it was happening in front of him.

He went to the washstand and buried his head in a basin full of water, trying in vain to make his consciousness clear and normal.

After a long time, Cui Wen raised his head and looked at the resolute and immature face in the bronze mirror. In vain, he in the bronze mirror actually smiled at him, smiling so weirdly, so gloomy.

"Hallucination?" Cui Wen rubbed his eyes, thinking it was an illusion. When he looked at himself again in the bronze mirror, it was still the same.

"Ahh

At this time, he suddenly felt an itch in his arm, rolled up his sleeve robe, and found that there was a pattern that looked like fangs on his arm. The fangs were about ten centimeters long, and there were a few drops of blood that seemed to be dripping from the bottom of the fangs.

And both arms have similar weird marks!

Cui Wen's face turned pale, and he vaguely remembered that the supreme emperor of the zombie clan had similar marks on both sides of his face.

"Young master, what's going on?" Lin Yuyan's voice came from outside the room, and then the door opened, and she walked over quite eagerly.

Cui Wen hurriedly wiped the blood on the ground off with his feet and put down his sleeve robe: "It's okay, I accidentally broke the bronze mirror when I was washing just now, and I was slightly injured, so it's not in the way." ”

"Why are you so careless?" Lin Yuyan said angrily. He then found medicine and an abrasive cloth to help him bandage it.

Looking at Lin Yuyan's meticulous appearance, when she no longer had the brutal character of Qingfeng Mingyue Tower, Cui Wen began to blame himself in his heart.

What will you become in the future?

Cui Wen himself doesn't know, maybe like in a dream, everywhere he goes, there are thousands of miles of corpses and thousands of miles of blood floating in the scene?

Or is it the zombie king, who led the black zombie army to massacre his own compatriots?

What is my heart?

"Yes, I'm going to protect her from getting hurt. Cui Wen unconsciously withdrew his hand, and his tone was very indifferent: "You go out, I can do it myself." ”

"How did you become weird?" Lin Yuyan asked, looking up.

"I'll let you out, I'm not a three-year-old, I can do it myself. Cui Wen inadvertently accentuated his tone.

"What the hell is going on? Can you tell me? You're like this, I'm afraid..."Lin Yuyan said softly, her tone a little choked.

Cui Wen pulled out his hand and bandaged it himself, his voice was indifferent and did not look like a normal person: "You go out, now immediately..."

"Okay, I'll tell me when you're ready. "Lin Yuyan is very strong, just like she wants to be a heroine, and she will never look back.

After Lin Yuyan exited the room, Cui Wen seemed to be going crazy and rummaging around the room, as if he was desperate to find something.

"Found it!" Cui Wen unfolded the parchment that was regarded as a treasure by the green zombie in surprise, and carefully observed every word full of hope.

Soon, he was disappointed.

The writing on parchment seems to have no existence at all.

"The Great Dream Heart Sutra, yes, the Great Dream Heart Sutra. Cui Wen was like crazy, prompting his heart to want to enter the dream and read the words recorded on the parchment.

He held the parchment paper and urged the Great Dream Heart Sutra to soon enter the dream.

In the dream, he didn't see Zhou Gong for the first time, only a tree, a stone platform where Zhou was sitting when he was preaching, and a grass shop where he himself was sitting.

Cui Wen wanted to shout, but he couldn't make any sound when he opened his mouth.

The familiar voice of Zhou Gong came from his ears: "Peep into the reincarnation of the heavens, you are my eighteenth reincarnation." Things happen for a reason, and it's up to you. ”

"There is a cause to have an effect, there are flowers to bloom and flowers to fall, cause and effect reincarnation, in order to flowers bloom and fall. ”

Cui Wen fell into deep thought again.

Why did Zhou Gong fail to enter the temple? Why did Confucius and other saints disappear after they were canonized?

In the dream, the curse that the Zombie Emperor said was a curse specifically aimed at the saints?

Therefore, Zhou Gong peeked through the curse and had no choice but to enter reincarnation?

The answer to everything seemed to have to do with the parchment, including how to unravel the curse on oneself.

Cui Wen rolled over and immediately wrote a letter to Mr. Midsummer. To be on the safe side, he did not send the parchment directly, but copied the words on the parchment and sent it as if he were drawing a gourd.

Sign-off: This letter is related to the student's life, please reply quickly!

The wait was extremely long and worrying, and ten days later, when Tsurumine arrived at Shizuka, the horse was already exhausted.

And Hefeng only said one word: Wait! and passed out.

In the following time, Cui Wen never went to Jing Academy again, and locked himself in his room all day and night, studying books, often looking at it all night.

After buying Jingxiang's house and paying the tuition, they didn't have much silver left, and Cui Wen bought books on a large scale. They are already facing the dilemma of having no rice to cook.

"Little lady, did you say you paid back the money today?" A middle-aged man with a big belly and a poop came to the door with more than a dozen government soldiers to collect debts.

"Master Zhou, if you give it a few more days, the little woman will definitely give it with both hands. Lin Yuyan is no longer as brutal as she used to be, and her voice is weak and unconfident.

"Hmph, postpone one one day, either pay back the money today, or..." The middle-aged man surnamed Zhou showed a smile that all men understood.

"Get out! believe it or not, Lao Tzu broke your legs!" Hefeng took more than a dozen forbidden soldiers with big shoulders and round waists, and scared Old Man Zhou to urinate.

"Okay, very good, after the Qixi Festival, I will let you sell your Hualou to pay off your debts. ”

"What's the noise? Don't let people read?" In the room, Cui Wen let out a beast-like roar.

He took in everything that happened through the window, and instead of stopping it, he was angry with Lin Yuyan and them for disturbing his study.

He Feng looked at the figure in the window with a sad expression: "Miss, the young master has changed. ”

"I know. Lin Yuyan nodded lightly.

"Miss, we were all brought out by the handsome, he saved our lives, and our lives have been handed over to the young master. Hefeng said: "But Miss you are different, you can have a better life instead of being wronged here, do you know what I mean?"

"Do you know how the young master and I met?"

"I don't know. Hefeng shook his head.

Lin Yuyan smiled, still beautiful, but a little bitter.

"We met in Qingfeng Mingyue Building, and the young master is like a literary star descending to earth, and his poems are outstanding in the town. He can endure that kind of strange eyes, and he can also be in danger without confusion. ”

"He can endure great grievances. I believe in him, I believe he can come out. ”

In the face of Cui Wen's deliberate alienation and indifference, Lin Yuyan did not give up, and since she followed him to Jeju, she recognized him and remained unswerving until death.

Now this grievance is nothing, compared to Cui Wen's insulted physical defects, it is really nothing.

Lin Yuyan told herself in her heart.

On the second day, there are still ten days left before the Qixi Festival.

Hefeng instructed the other brothers to take care of the young master and rode to Dajing Mansion, hoping that Mr. Midsummer would give Cui Wen the answer he wanted. It is also for Lin Yuyan to have a successful Qixi Festival.

Hefeng himself didn't know where this idea came from, he only knew that he must not let the young master live up to such a woman.

......

In the evening, Lin Yuyan came to Cui Wenfang's room with a sumptuous meal, which they bought with the last bit of silver.

"Young master, it's time to eat. Her voice was still as good as before, without complaining or changing in the slightest.

"Hmm. Cui Wen wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and replied gently.

When Lin Yuyan entered the room with the food, Cui Wen returned to his previous indifference, the kind of indifference that didn't pay attention to anything.

Looking at the haggard and pale face through the dim light, Cui Wen wanted to say, 'You can eat some too', but he couldn't say anything.

The strange marks on his arms were a constant reminder to him that you would become a monster, a terrible monster, and not to hurt such a good woman.

Cui Wen didn't say that sentence after all, he buried his head and stuffed the food into his mouth fiercely, mixed with tears.

"Eat slowly, no one will rob you. Lin Yuyan said softly: "Young master, there will be a Qixi poetry meeting tomorrow night, and there seem to be many rewards..."

"Well, you can do it yourself. Cui Wen said vaguely.

In Lin Yuyan's eyes, Cui Wen is a talented man who reads poetry and books, and when he participates in festival activities like the Qixi Poetry Club, don't he understand the rules of participating in pairs?

A flash of gloom flashed in Lin Yuyan's eyes, and then she mustered up the courage to say: "You need two people to participate in the Qixi Poetry Meeting, I..."

Of course, Cui Wen knew the rules for participating in the Qixi Poetry Festival, but he didn't want to participate with Lin Yuyan, he wanted to alienate her and let her find her own happiness.

Cui Wen really wanted to agree in his heart, and he really wanted to agree.

He didn't speak, almost buried his head in the bowl, and he didn't know if Lin Yuyan's cooking technique was too green, or if there were too many tears, and the meal suddenly became very salty, very salty...

Some people may say that Cui Wen is not a man.

But when he picked up the books again and read them, Cui Wen seemed to be a different person. Focused, serious, hopeful...

Books about written records were piled up on the desk, and Cui Wen carefully read page by page, disappointed again and again.

The Great Dream Heart Sutra contains enough books to open a library.

In the middle of the night, although Cui Wen's room was so dark that he couldn't see anything, he seemed to be faintly reading in the window by the moonlight.

Lin Yuyan sat in the moonlight, staring intently at the figure reflected in the window, how she hoped that he could find what she wanted, and then hugged herself and cried like a child.

"Found it!

Suddenly, the room erupted in ecstatic crying and laughing, and then I saw a figure rushing out of the room, holding Lin Yuyan and spinning wildly in the moonlight.

Laughter, crying...

It lasted until dawn, Lin Yuyan finally waited for this day, she had been waiting for this day for two months.

In the past two months, every day and night has been torment, and she finally survived.