The ancient house, the sky in the east is gradually brightening.

In the main room, Su Baitong opened the incense box and took out a fox ornament from it.

"This is the soul leaving incense, using it will make your soul leave your body and enter Xiao Nan's dream. Su Baitong picked up a brush and painted the body with gold dust.

"You mean, Xiao Nan was caught up in her own nightmare?" asked Qing Moyan.

"This ...... I don't know. Su Baitong said lightly, "The rest of the things have to be solved by yourself, after entering Xiao Nan's dream, we can't help you, and leaving the soul is a very dangerous thing, if you don't find her in her dream, or 'lost' the way, when this incense burns out, you will never wake up again." ”

Qing Moyan stared earnestly at the sinister ornament covered in gold dust.

"How long will it take for this incense to burn out?"

"In terms of time in this world, it's about fifteen minutes. Ling Xiaotian said.

The time is somewhat short.

Qing Moyan had never encountered such a thing, so even he didn't know the bottom of his own heart.

"Time passes very slowly in dreams, so you don't have to worry about that. Su Baitong said.

"How do you know?" asked Qing Moyan.

"Because I've used the incense myself, and it's so hurtful that even if you succeed in waking her up from her nightmare, you'll have days to slow down. ”

Qing Moyan is not afraid of feeling uncomfortable or something.

Even if he is uncomfortable, at most he will endure it, he has wandered lonely in the ancient tomb for thousands of years, and there is nothing that he can't bear.

He just didn't want to look at his little thing just lying on the 'bed' anymore, motionless.

Even if he went to 'kiss' her and hug her, she would not give him any response.

It's a terrible feeling.

It's like being abandoned, terrible!

After the gold dust on the fox was dried, Su Baitong picked up the 'hair' pen again, mixed some ink, and covered the body with black ink and covered the gold powder.

Qing Moyan sat there silently, watching Su Baitong take out a stick of incense.

A short incense stick, only the length of a little finger.

After she dried it, she put the incense stick into her abdomen from the mouth of the fox, and turned her head to get the candle, but Ling Xiaotian stretched out her hand first and took the candle.

"I'll do it. ”

He took out a lighter and lit the candle.

Su Baitong smiled and let go of his hand, letting Ling Xiaotian scorch his tail on the fire.

Qingmoyan's eyes darkened.

He had heard Ling Xiaotian say that his wife was afraid of flames and did not like the red color.

But she was still willing to let him wear a crimson brocade robe, because only such a 'color' was worthy of him.

They must have experienced life and death between them, so they have such trust.

"When I entered Xiao Nan's dream, the ancient mansion was 'handed over' to you. He looked at Ling Xiaotian, "Please be sure to protect them." ”

Ling Xiaotian bent her peach 'flower' eyes, "Needless to say, as long as I am here, I will definitely not let them have anything to do." ”

Ling Xiaotian burned it and put it in the incense burner.

The incense burner was bought by Mu Bolun from the antique market, and it was antique.

"If you've really thought about it, let's get started. Su Baitong said lightly, and looked at Qing Moyan at the same time.

Qing Moyan hooked the corners of his mouth, "Then what are you waiting for." ”

His little thing was still waiting for him to wake her up, and he couldn't keep her waiting too long.

Su Baitong put the incense burner on the table.

Ling Xiaotian closed the 'door' of the room and retreated out of the 'door'.

Qing Moyan sat on the edge of the 'bed', reached into the quilt and held Ru Xiaonan's hand.

The soft little hands no longer have the feeling of 'meat' before.

Wait for me, baby, with our children, and bring you back now.

In the incense burner, the fox spit out smoke.

Smoke slowly rises and fills the air......

Qing Moyan only felt as if he was being immersed in water, and everything around him seemed to be cut off.

He smelled a faint aroma.

In a trance, he saw Su Baitong stand up and slowly exit the room.

He closed his eyes and leaned his head weakly on his arm.

But consciousness became extraordinarily clear, like a light cloud, about to fly up with the wind.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in the darkness, with only the path that meandered to his feet, seemingly endless.

Since there is only one way, there is only one way forward.

Qing Moyan walked forward along the path, and I don't know how long she walked, when her eyes suddenly lit up.

Look at the scenery around you...... It turned out to be like in the night summer country.

It's just that everything is illusory, whether it is the scenery or the figures of the past, all of them are as empty as light smoke.

"Chirp!"

A familiar cry came into his ears.

Following the prestige, a black 'colored' civet, with its little paws, galloped towards him.

A layer of water shone on the bottom of Qing Moyan's eyes.

He crouched down and reached out to meet it.

But the civet ran over him, but through his body, screaming and running behind him.

The hand that fell out was stretched out in the air, and the feeling of loss could not be shaken off.

"Chirp!" the civet screamed happily as she ran to a man standing against the light.

Qing Moyan stood up, and he saw that the person was wearing a four-grade official uniform, and he was wearing 'medicine' and 'jade' around his waist...... That is the official uniform of Shaoqing of Dali Temple.

The man leaned down, caught the civet, and took it into his arms.

The civet sticks out its little pink tongue and 'licks' the man's face.

Qing Moyan stood there, watching the scene in front of her slowly change, and finally turned into a hazy piece like a light veil and disappeared.

As he moved forward, the scenery around him was familiar.

It was a scene that Xiao Nan experienced in the night summer country, and it was a memory that belonged to her alone.

He saw the chubby little girl, sitting on his 'lap' with a 'milk' voice, waiting for him to peel drunk shrimp for her to eat.

He saw her staring at him with round cat eyes, for fear that he would get angry and blame her.

When he saw that she was in trouble, he followed him with tears in his eyes, like a little tail, for fear that he would throw her away......

Little girl, you little fool.

Qing Moyan raised his hand to cover his face.

She had him in all her memories, and that too, that too.

But where are you now, little girl...... Come out quickly, I'll take you home.

Something seemed to be rubbing against him on his 'legs'.

'Hairy' fluffy.

Qing Moyan slowly lowered his head.

"Chirp!" a black 'colored' civet snuggled up to his 'leg', arching over his 'leg'.

Qing Moyan was stunned, he wasn't sure if this was real or the illusion he saw.

If he reaches out, it's gone, right?

"Chirp!" The civet stood up hurriedly, its little paws grasping the corners of his 'trousers', and the 'milk' screamed angrily.

"Xiaonan?" he called tentatively.

"Chirp. The civet responded.

He crouched down, and the civet jumped into his arms at once.

The 'hairy' fluffy feeling rubbed against his face, warm.

"Xiaonan, is it really you?"

The civet stretched out her little tongue and eagerly 'licked' his cheek, and the green cat's eyes were sparkling.

"Sure enough, he was a little fool, and he couldn't find his way home. Qing Moyan said sarcastically, but the warm touch on his face really made his heart tight.