Chapter Forty-Eight: When I Wake Up Every Three Years

When the red face appeared in the red curtains, I knew I was back.

The candlelight in the "red lantern" was still flickering, and there were scrolls of pictures hanging on the wall, and she leaned against the table where she was painting, and then walked up to me step by step, her long narrow eyes with a hint of banter.

It's still just me and her, and everything is still the same, as if I had just stepped in.

But she asked me, "Little girl, are you satisfied with this big dream?"

I was still wondering how to deal with it, when she raised her eyebrows and pointed to several paintings on the wall, "No, you've seen more than one of them." These, these, you've seen them all. Hong Fengchen suddenly bent down and approached me, with a hint of a smile, his fingertips fell on the corners of my lips, "This time, you didn't come in vain." ”

The tip of the nose brushed a faint scent of ink.

"Do you know that this is the first time I've seen your delicate mind in this crowd of people. Hong Fengchen paused, his fingertips slowly slid to my chest, and said softly, "However, you are still young, and when you have more experience, there will always be times when you can't hold on to love." ”

Suddenly, she waved her red sleeves, straightened her back, and covered her mouth and laughed.

Her "giggles" were everywhere in the red curtains, and my scalp tingled when I heard it.

Red Fengchen stopped laughing and looked at me with interest, "I remembered that there is another person who is as interesting as you. You know this guy, little girl, do you want to know who he is?"

Afraid that this was another trap, I ignored her crazy words, and said coldly: "I know who you are." ”

"Oh?" she didn't change her face, her eyes rolled around, and she said to me a little funny, "I, isn't it the owner of this Fengyue Building, Hong Fengchen, the peerless girl in the world's mouth." Didn't you already know that?"

"No, you're not a red dust, you're not human at all. ”

"I'm not human, what am I?" she giggled again, "Is it a mountain spirit?" or a fox who has practiced for thousands of years?"

Her laughter grew louder and louder, and the dim candlelight dimmed and brightened.

I forcibly resisted the discomfort in my heart and said to her: "I thought that the people who could lay down these illusions and illusions must be masters of the world, or spirits in the mountains, who tease the world by means of some Taoism. But you're not even a spirit. Jiangnan painter lived in Suyang for a long time when he was young, and drew the sunset map of Jiangnan in his heart with this book and a dream. He is a stroke of genius, and you absorb the essence of the vermilion and are born under the painting. I don't know why you imitate the character who was born a hundred years ago, she is like a fox and a demon, so charming that she can turn all beings upside down, you learn from her smile, learn from her gestures, learn from her greed for Hongchen obsession, learn everything from her, however, you are not her after all. ”

The laughter stopped abruptly, and the red shadow in front of me stared at me tightly, not moving.

I continued: "The sunset map of Jiangnan that Ma Shi had was stolen three years ago, and it is not so much that you are the one who stole the painting and deceived people through the illusion, but that you are a part of this illusion. You never step out of the Wind Moon Tower because you were trapped in it long before it was painted. You are also an illusion, a fake, just like this Fengyue Tower. If you are there, you will be there, and if you are broken, you will die. ”

When this sound landed, I also said in a cold sweat. At this moment, the "red lantern" standing in the center of the pool suddenly shook, and the red curtains swayed, and the red shadow in front of him screamed, and the candlelight completely dimmed.

When I got used to it, I saw a vague and distorted phantom wrapped around the red veil, and a sharp and somewhat sad voice came from there, "I'm not fake, I'm not fake!"

The voice wandered around me with the vague and distorted apparition, crying, "You know, that man created me, but he didn't admit my existence. Do you know that he didn't want to look at me anymore, and he was obsessed with a shadow in a dream...... Giggle ......"

The phantom laughed again, "Giggle, what a delicate heart! What a delicate heart......

The phantom's voice faded away, and the red curtains that were entangled in it were almost blurred.

Just as she was about to disappear, I asked urgently, "Since I guessed it, tell me, where is that painting hidden?"

The woman's smile appeared again in the blurred illusion in front of her, and this was the last time she came out, red like fire, and her eyes like silk, "Why should I tell you? As long as the painting is still there, I will still be there." I'm hiding it in a place where you will never find it. ”

"Giggle ......"

"Little girl, persuade you to have a glass of wine, there is no one in Yangguan in the west. ”

"Giggle ......"

Her laughter was gone, and it was pitch black before my eyes.

There is no one in the west out of Yangguan......

A place you will never find......

These words floated through my mind. Before I gradually lost consciousness, I thought, in fact, that place is not impossible to find.

If she hadn't been so conceited, maybe she really would......

Eventually, she was gone, and everything dissipated.

"Xiaoqi!"

"Woman?"

"Wake up, Xiaoqi!"

In a trance, I heard voices waking me up. The light leaked through the cracks, and I opened my eyes to see that Senior Brother and Ten Aunt were looking at me anxiously and worriedly. At this moment, I was lying on the bed in the inn, and the black catcher was standing behind the tenth aunt with a solemn face holding the seven-star sword. It was all so harmonious in front of me, but I felt as if something was missing, and it was as if there was nothing missing.

"Great, woman, you're finally awake!" said Shigu excitedly jumped up and hugged me.

I patted her on the back with emotion, let her go and asked, "I, why am I here?

Senior brother was even more strange than me and said, "Xiaoqi, you have to ask yourself about this." When we found you, you were asleep in the lobby of the Wind Moon Building. Didn't you stay at the door and wait? Why didn't you run in?"

"I ran in because-" The two people in front of me were still waiting to hear me continue, I suddenly stopped and frowned, "Wait, you all came out of Fengyue Tower, what about Hu Xiaoer?"

Senior Brother and Tenth Aunt looked at each other several times, and they both shook their heads, "I don't know," Senior Brother said, "I found you in Fengyue Tower, we all thought he would go back to the inn first." ”

The tenth aunt nodded in agreement with the senior brother's words, and the black catcher was silent.

I started to get a little nervous, "Then you guys, what did you all see in the Fengyue Tower?"

"What did you see?" Shi Gu was quite puzzled, "Aren't you just going in and telling a story to that red wind dust?"

The senior brother nodded and looked at me suspiciously, and the black catcher continued to be silent.

"Then have you seen the appearance of that red wind and dust?" I tucked the quilt, my palms sweating.

Senior Brother and Tenth Aunt shook their heads again, and the black catcher looked at me without saying a word.

"No, the candlelight inside was too dim, vague, and I saw a red shadow. Senior brother seemed to be very dissatisfied with this, "Xiaoqi, do you see anything when you ask this?" He put his hand on my forehead again and said with concern, "I'm still too tired these past few days, and I need to rest well." ”

"I'm fine, brother. I smiled bitterly, and there were a few mysteries in my heart, and I turned to look at the tall black shadow and said, "Black catcher, what about you?"

"I asked Shigu about him, but he didn't say anything. The senior brother pouted.

The black catcher stood tall and suddenly spoke: "The most important thing at the moment is to find that painting and break the illusion." ”

The tenth aunt nodded in agreement, and the senior brother was silent. In the midst of the lightning and fire, the last two words of the red shadow flashed in my head.

......

"I think I know where that painting is. ”

After being silent for a while, I raised my head and said to the three pairs of eyes: "Hong Fengchen once said a poem to me, there is no one in Yangguan in the west. She said she hid the painting in a place where we would never find it. ”

"Excuse me, where we can't find it now. ”

Senior Brother's eyes lit up, "It's the exit of the woods at the foot of the West Mountain." ”

Shigu looked sideways at him in surprise. The seven-star sword in the arms of the black catcher made a faint sound.

I nodded, and said to the black shadow with a calm face: "Black Catcher, if you want to find the exit in the woods of the West Mountain, you have to rely on you." ”

The black catcher shook his head, immediately clenched his fists, and walked away quickly with the seven-star sword.

The senior brother stood in front of the window and looked at the white fog in the distance, and the tenth aunt followed him and asked him curiously how he guessed the answer.

I sat on the bed and breathed a sigh of relief, I was really exhausted and wanted to fall asleep immediately.

By the time I wake up, this dream will be over.

Everything should be back to normal, Sunset is still Sunset after all.

The rich scenery of Jiangnan is gone, and it returns to the calm mountains and forests......

It's just that I wondered, will the people here be happy?

Will they still remember everything they have been controlled by the illusion in the past three years?

I didn't have time to think about it, I was dizzy, so I fell asleep.

The moment I closed my eyes, there was only one thought left in my mind,

Where did Hu Xiaoer go?