The black ink-like thing completely entwined Su Chun, and it was about to drill into the hole that Su Chun was exposed outside, and the mouth, nostrils, ears, and even eyes were all wrapped around wisps of black things. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Su Chun couldn't even say the words of swearing, it turned out to be countless hairs, rolling like ink. Su Chun, who is flying out of the sky, has only one idea, the big backer will come out to help, and Lao Tzu will be played to death later.

As if sensing something, a white and vast light ball emanated from Su Chun's dantian, and under the light, those deadly hairs collapsed like white snow in spring. revealed the face of a corpse covered in rotten clothes and a cape, with white pupils, and a pale face.

This scene was so sudden that Su Chun was so frightened that he flapped a few more times and choked on several mouthfuls of water.

The dead woman, soaked in the river water of the dead, Su Chun was disgusted to death, he wanted to cry without tears, he wanted to spit out the water that was choked in, but he swallowed it all. That old man who fished eight lambs, the taste was too heavy.

With the brilliance of Hou Tu Niang Niang shining on the road, Su Chun cautiously swam in the stone tower, and those thick hairs were also cautiously touched and tentative, but they cowered and did not dare to step forward.

Su Chun's heart trembled, and he didn't dare to breathe, and finally swam through the first line of defense safely, and his eyes patrolled, and he found that the top floor of this stone tower was empty, only an iron door in the center. Su Chun hesitated, opened the iron door, and continued to dive.

This floor is a bit larger, filled with swimming fish and aquatic plants. Suddenly, the corner of Su Chun's eyes froze, and he found that in this mottled stone house, a tomb was erected, and in front of the tombstone, there was an old man in the twilight who was crying.

A fish swam by, and the picture of this layer of stone tower was distorted and slowly shattered, and Su Chun immediately understood that this was just an illusion.

Su Chun seemed to have a clue, and boldly continued to open the iron door in the center, and then dived. At the iron entrance, it was occupied by several monks with magic weapons, who were like the living dead. When they saw Su Chun, they immediately rushed up, but they were disgusted by the warm light of Houtu. Su Chun stretched out his palm and approached them, and the living dead immediately dodged.

Su Chun thought to himself that I had become so awesome unconsciously, before the bloodletting, these living dead people would get out of the way, so if the blood was released, it would not be against the sky.

When Su Chun came to this stone tower space, he saw another picture: in the corner of the stone house, in the old warm yellow tone, the picture scroll hung all over the wall. The room was filled with a stagnant atmosphere of life and death. An old woman is dying, and an old man is feeding medicine to the old woman, and his face is full of warmth.

After the picture here disappeared, Su Chun paused, continued to dive, and came to the fourth floor, where the two old men were full of children and grandchildren, with a happy smile on their faces, teasing their grandchildren, and living in their old age, full of happiness.

On the fifth floor of the stone tower, the picture shows that the child who has been away from home for many years returns with his beloved, hoping to get the old man's forgiveness and ask the old man to bless him. Under the mediation of the old woman, the father and son reconciled, and the son also appeared at the scene when he got married.

The sixth layer of the stone tower, when the son was young, for the dream, he had to go out to work alone, the middle-aged father was unwilling, the two argued several times, and conflicts broke out from time to time, and the son had to run away from home in a bad mood. Both parties are beloved, and their tempers are very stubborn, and they cannot be persuaded, and the beautiful woman can only cry silently on the side.

On the seventh floor of the stone tower, the beautiful and gentle wife gave birth to the crystallization of love for the young and handsome monk. Children croak, learn to crawl, learn to walk, learn to play, play with their peers, and grow up slowly.

The eighth-story stone tower, the boy and the girl were childhood sweethearts, growing up together, and on that sweet day like a colorful oil painting, the two stole the forbidden fruit, and then entered the palace of the wedding. The final scene is that the two of them drank the wedding wine together and entered the cave room.

In this icy river, Su Chun traveled through time and experienced a wonderful dream, and this flashback-like memory actually made Su Chun want to stop. The memories are so warm that you can't help but indulge in them. Su Chun seems to have experienced a lifetime through this, and sighed secretly in his heart, this is really happy and enviable.

Su Chun understood everything, this was the memory dream left by the old man's beloved, and I don't know when, maybe it was because he had done too much evil. The memories were flooded by the river, occupied by the dead and the dead, and his dreams became cloudy.

The role of those who break through is to scavenge and clean up his noisy memories. Every time the trialist breaks through the level, it is the old man who relives the happiness when he gets along with his lover.

Nine is extremely numerous, now, there is still an iron door at Su Chun's feet that has not been opened, and with Su Chun's current ability, it can't be opened at all, Su Chun waited for a while, and the fishing old man suddenly appeared.

Su Chun seemed to have expected it, and suddenly said: "You have never been in here, don't you want to know what she left for you? Are you reluctant, do you still have the courage? Maybe this is a big surprise." ”

"Your trial has passed, now that you can get out, I can do what you ask, if you don't want to die, leave quickly. As the old man spoke, a wooden door suddenly appeared next to the wall of this stone tower, and through it you could return to reality.

Su Chun didn't do this, but slowly told a moving story:

"Xiang Zhixuan, the old South Pavilion also. The room is only the abbot and can accommodate one person. A hundred-year-old house, soaked in dust and mud, and the rain bets......

Six years later, my wife died, and the room was broken and not repaired. In the next two years, Yu was sick and bored, so that people rebuilt the South Pavilion, and its system was slightly different from the previous one. However, since then, he has been away for a long time, and he does not live permanently.

There is a loquat tree in the garden, which was planted by my wife in the year of her death, and now it has been covered like a pavilion. ”

This prose is true and simple, recalling the trivial things of life between husband and wife, but the affection contained between the lines is so gentle and moving. The old man was immersed in it, unable to extricate himself for a long time, and after a long time, the old man said: "This story is very beautiful, thank you." ”

Su Chun said: "Seeing things and thinking about people, such as memories, white-headed, willing to be lonely." But you can also smile lightly, with the expectations of your lover, and live bravely. The world out there is already starting to be exciting, so why not go out and see. ”

After hearing this, the old man was silent. Dusty memories of the past open like an electric shock. The years that have been submerged by time have seen the light of day again.

After a long time, the old man stepped forward to open the last layer of shackles and entered the ninth-floor stone tower. This is a gift from his deceased wife, which is loaded with their most beautiful memories:

Boys and girls dressed in angry horses crossed the forest paths and rode over the meadows. Under the blue sky, in the golden wheat waves, the breeze blew, mischievously blowing away the girl's soft long hair, and gently brushing the beautiful face.

The girl's beauty is moving, and the young man finally couldn't help but confide in his heart, holding the hand of his son, and growing old with his son. The soft words wet the girl's eyes and fragrant the girl's dreamland.

In the distance, the tall grain piles, the laughing crowds, the golden wheat fields, and the scarecrows in the wind are full of happiness......

Su Chun said softly: "The gift left by your beloved wife is very beautiful. ”

In the real world, the old man is already in tears.

After a long time, he said to Su Chun: "I really know a lot about the catalogue you take, because this is the idea I proposed, but unfortunately the research has been fruitless for decades, so I have to put it on the shelf." I didn't expect it to appear in front of me so dramatically now, and this can be regarded as fate. ”

Su Chun suddenly felt a terrible toothache, because at this moment he realized that he had done a very stupid thing, stealing other people's things, and now he sent them to the door to ask them how to use this thing, thinking about it, he was really kicked in the brain by a donkey.

The old man smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't participate in the battle between you and Xiaotian." Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and you young people will handle matters among themselves. ”

As soon as these words came out, Su Chunxin chuckled again, the amount of information contained in these words was too shocking. First, Su Chun confirmed that Ouyang Xiaotian was still alive. Second, this old man already knew about him and Ouyang Xiaotian. Luckily, though, things have gone perfectly so far.

The old man continued: "As for this war warrior, I also hope that it will successfully appear in the cultivation realm. According to my vision, the combat power of this warrior can surpass its own limitations and cross a great realm. Talent is not the most important thing, the match is the key. It's a rune build, and I just didn't find the right material to stop moving forward, so I had to put it on the shelf. If you can solve this problem, the old man will immediately come out to help you, how about it?"

After Su Chun and the three of them left, the old man muttered: "This little guy is really a little different, Ouyang Xiaotian has met an opponent." ”

On the way, Su Chun summed up this trip to Qingying Mountain, in addition to seeing the Time Tower of Memories, he also had a verbal agreement with the wild ghost Taoist, and this trip also transformed an enemy with terrifying strength into a neutral attitude, which can be regarded as a complete merit.

After returning to Xiaoxiang Courtyard, Su Chun couldn't sleep. At night, Su Chun unknowingly came to the Xiyuan Bamboo Forest and sat on the bamboo chair like a big man. Qingqing didn't care, holding the teapot in her hand. The faint aroma of tea overflows, and people can't help but indulge in it.

Su Chun tasted it, and suddenly something was like a fish in his throat, he didn't vomit or be unhappy, he didn't care about Qingqing's weird gaze, and hummed to himself:

"When you are old, your hair is gray, and you are sleepy;

When you are old and can't walk anymore;

Take a nap by the fire and reminisce about your youth.

How many people have loved you, the hour of youth and joy;

Admire your beauty, fake or sincere.

Only one still loves you, pious soul;

Love the wrinkles on your old face......"

After a while, Qingqing came to her senses, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "It's very good, the artistic conception is very beautiful." ”

Accompanied by beautiful women, the night was gentle, the sky was full of stars, and it was dazzling, that scene made Su Chun's heart suddenly open, and he finally mustered up the courage to start recalling his concern in another world.

Su Chun prayed silently in his heart, wishing his relatives in the distance to be well forever.