"Do you think this dream will be true?" Chen Xiao asked. She felt that the Juggernaut should know everything.

"It should be true." Juggernaut nodded.

"Did I die at that time and then be resurrected?" Chen Xiao stared at each other with puzzled eyes.

The Juggernaut shook his head: "It stands to reason that you won't die. ”

"Won't die?" Chen Xiao felt that he heard a very magical sentence: "Do you know what the concept of the eleventh floor is?" The first floor has three meters, which is one zhang here, and the eleventh floor is eleven zhang and thirty-three meters. ”

"It's just eleven zhang, and it won't die." Juggernaut chuckled and shook his head.

"That's it?" The corners of Chen Xiao's mouth twitched.

Juggernaut said, "Can you draw the appearance of your parents in your dreams?" ”

"I can't draw it." If he could draw it, Chen Xiao would have drawn it a long time ago.

"I think you're good at drawing, why can't you draw it?" Just now, the juggernaut saw the portraits of his parents painted by Chen Xiao.

"This one is a tracing, and if I were to draw one out of thin air, I wouldn't be able to draw it."

"Do you have the specific faces of your parents in your mind?"

"Yes, but it's not clear." After all, it was a dream twenty years ago, and now the specific appearance of the characters in the dream is a little blurred, but I just remember an image concept.

"I'll help you."

The juggernaut said and walked to the desk, the pen, ink and paper inkstone where the Jin Lan post was written were still there, he poured some water into the inkstone and began to study the ink.

"Come here." Juggernaut Dao.

Chen Xiao walked over, and the juggernaut pulled her to the table, laid out the paper on the table, handed the brush to her, and held it hand in hand.

"You close your eyes, empty your mind, and all you think about is what your dream parents will look like."

Juggernaut stood behind Chen Xiao, his chest against her back, his right hand holding her hand holding the pen, and his left hand attached to her arm, which looked like a physical "possession".

Chen Xiao closed his eyes and did as he was told. For some reason, she had a natural belief in the Juggernaut, feeling that he was ...... This feeling is indescribable, in short, it is not awe, it is convincing.

In the house, Taisun and Chen Xiao were painting. Outside the house, Luo Qing couldn't hear the sound inside, the cracks in the doors and windows, and he looked for angles everywhere to peek inside, but he couldn't see anything.

It's been a long time since Chen went in, what the hell are they doing? Luo Qing was a little curious and a little worried.

At this time, the cook came to deliver dinner.

Luo Qing knocked on the door: "Your Highness, Your Highness!" The cook came to bring dinner. ”

The "Taisun" in the room heard it, but there was no response, at this time, half of his Shenyuan was in Chen Xiao's sea of knowledge, and he was drawing out her memories of the sea of knowledge through the end of the pen.

As for Chen Xiao, she didn't hear anything. The barrier not only makes it impossible for people on the outside to hear or see inside, but also for those on the inside.

"Your Highness, it's time to eat!"

Luo Qing knocked on the door again.

"Got it, wait a minute."

A voice came into Luo Qing's mind, and Luo Qing was stunned. He seemed to hear it, but the voice ...... How does it feel like a direct to the brain?

Under the pen of the master "possession", Chen Xiaomeng painted half of the scene. The sixteen or seventeen-year-old "boy" was half-reclining on the sofa, with a lazy posture and a face like frost. Behind him stood Chang Xing.

The other half that has not yet been drawn is Chen Xiao's mother and Chang Mei who are holding swaddling clothes.

For the "master", what he is most interested in is what Chen Xiao's mother looks like. But in Chen Xiao's memory, it was precisely his mother's appearance that was the most blurred.

She felt like her mother was in her early twenties, her skin was white and delicate, and she smelled of milk. Her chin is round, even a little fleshy, her lips are thin, and the corners of her mouth are slightly upturned, looking a little cute and a little innocent. Lips up...... Chen Xiao was not impressed, but she felt that her mother had a round face, a little "silly and sweet".

When Chen Xiao thought of "Silly Bai Tian", the image of the "Silly Bai Tian" actress in many film and television dramas came to mind, and her memory description was suddenly messed up.

The juggernaut saw that Chen Xiao's mother's "face" was constantly changing, one moment like this, another with that look, and knew that she remembered other people.

"Let's get here for now."

Juggernaut put down his pen, let go of his grip, and took a step back.

Chen Xiao opened his eyes and saw the detailed drawing on the paper, drawing the image of the young father in his dream. The painting was lifelike, as if it had been taken from a photograph, clearer than she remembered. Especially his unruly and indifferent expression, thinking of the scene at that time, I couldn't wait to go up and slap him. Unfortunately, the mother in the dream did not have this kind of courage, she just begged and tried her best to explain.

"This—This is what you painted? Or did I draw it? Chen Xiao couldn't believe his eyes. To be honest, the appearance of the young father in the dream is already very vague to her, but it is so clear on the paper.

"I drew it." To the Juggernaut, this young man is all too familiar to him, this is his good big brother who escaped to the other world.

As he spoke, the Juggernaut removed the barrier, and Chen Xiao heard Luo Qing's voice outside.

"Your Highness, it's time for dinner."

"It's time to eat." Chen Xiao looked at the sky outside the window and said to the master, "You...... Are you planning to stay for a long time? Or will it be gone soon? ”

"I'll stay and help you remember your mother." He wants to get the evidence of the crime and arrest the good big brother.

"There's a problem...... I don't know if I can ask? Chen Xiao hesitated. She had a respect for the "juggernaut" and felt that the question might be a little rude.

"What's the problem?"

"Why did you come? And the choice befell the grandson. Also, what's your name? ”

With a wave of his hand, the Juggernaut erected a barrier.

"My name is Nangong Zhen, and I am your uncle. I came looking for traces of Wu Jiwen, not attached to him, to whom? After reading his memory, I realized that he was a soul demon. As he spoke, he curled the corners of his mouth contemptuously. A little soul demon, I actually want to be related to the Nangong family, you are so beautiful!

"Uncle??" Chen Xiao was messy all of a sudden. The juggernaut turned out to be her uncle!!

"Don't tell anyone. In front of outsiders, you treat me as Wu Jiwen. ”

Nangong's true honesty shocked Chen Xiao. Compared with when he knew Fang Yu, he was secretive and lied, and confiding the truth was like squeezing toothpaste, squeezing a little, he came out a little, and if he didn't force it to the last moment, he would bite the bullet and not say anything.

"How do you know that you're my uncle? Or rather, on what basis? ”

"It's your bloodline. You have the blood of the Nangong family. ”

"How do you see that?"

"You found it when you bowed to Wu Jiwen."

At that time, Nangong Zhen was very surprised when he found that there was a family bloodline. Regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, stop the worship first, not all cats and dogs can join the Nangong family. Then he followed the trajectory to find this place, possessed Taisun, and knew what was going on after reading his memory.

As for Chen Xiao's husband Fang Yu in the memory of the grandson, Nangong really felt that he was still a little capable, not a mediocre person. After seeing people, they investigated, if they really loved each other, Nangong Zhen would not stop them.

After all, every demigod has been promoted step by step from ordinary people. There are only three natural "gods" in the Three Realms, and even Nangong Zhen's father is not a natural god.