It's like a dream, and it's like a calamity.

He walked alone in the long darkness, and gradually the sky became clearer, and the sun hung high in the sky.

Ahead, there was a village deeply imprinted in the depths of his soul, a place he could never longer be familiar with, and the familiar smiling faces were shining brightly in the sun.

At this moment, it is so beautiful, even the air is so sweet, sweet and intoxicating.

In the early years, there were many more children in the meadow.

One of the teenagers laughed and threw himself on top of him, clutching and crowning, shouting, "Are you convinced, are you convinced?"

Convincing or not....

These three words are like a key that opens the abyss of demons.

The heavens and the earth suddenly darkened, and the dark clouds pressed on the top, as if the sky was about to collapse, and the thunder light lit up in the clouds, and the roaring thunder made people's ears collapse.

Darkness descended on the earth, and the people around them suddenly disappeared, and the familiar village also changed its appearance, full of corpses.

The nightmare is coming!

He looked at this scene at a loss, sounded the hearty laughter just now, and hurriedly exclaimed: "Obey, I obey!"

Zhang Xiaofan, who was lying on the bed, turned over violently, and cold sweat flowed down his back.

"Xiaofan, what's wrong with you?"

A familiar voice sounded in his ears, as if he was startled, directly grabbed Zhang Xiaofan's shoulder, and asked anxiously.

Zhang Xiaofan gasped, couldn't bother to wipe away the cold sweat, and hurriedly looked over.

I saw Lin Jingyu sitting in front of the window, staring at himself with a haggard and nervous face, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, he had not recovered from the nightmare at this moment.

Looking around blankly, this is an extremely luxurious guest room, the furnishings are all made of pineapple wood, and he is sitting on a soft collapse, and his body is covered with a thin quilt.

Zhang Xiaofan calmed down, exhaled and said, "It's nothing, I had a nightmare." ”

Lin Jingyu looked at him, moved his mouth, made a silent sound, and slowly let go of his hands.

Zhang Xiaofan was silent for a moment: "Where are we?"

"We have left Liupo Mountain, which is an inn in the city of Changhe. Lin Jingyu hesitated as he spoke, and said, "I saw Aunt Qiu." ”

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned, a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes, and then he was silent.

The room fell silent for a moment, except for the sound of two people breathing.

Lin Jingyu looked at him in a daze, and suddenly said, "Xiaofan, do you have anything to say to me?"

What do you want to say?

Zhang Xiaofan's shoulders trembled, raised his eyes to look at his childhood playmate, and found that he was looking at himself deeply at the moment, but that strange look made him very unfamiliar.

He raised his head, lowered his head, and said slowly, "What do you want to ask?"

"You .....!" Lin Jingyu just opened his mouth, and then held back.

Then there was another silence.

"Why are we back?"

Lin Jingyu sighed and said, "That day in Liupo Mountain, everyone saw you... In that way, in the end, Aunt Qiu appeared, injured Master Fashan, and brought you back strongly, and your master and they also planned to ....."

His words are more general, but the meaning is also very clear.

Zhang Xiaofan was silent for a moment and asked, "Where is my mother?"

Lin Jingyu said, "Meet the elders of the various sects on the other side. ”

Zhang Xiaofan fell silent again, Lin Jingyu looked at him, and felt inexplicably irritable in his heart, and couldn't help but blurt out: "Xiaofan, what the hell is going on with you, Aunt Qiu, she.... And how can you ..... on you"

"Feather!"

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaofan shouted and interrupted Lin Jingyu's questioning.

Lin Jingyu was stunned and looked at him silently.

Zhang Xiaofan lowered his head and looked at his hands, and said hoarsely: "Don't ask, don't ask, okay, please don't ask..."

As he spoke, he remembered the eyes of everyone that night, and a tear fell and smashed on the back of his hand.

Lin Jingyu gritted his teeth, stood up directly, looked at Zhang Xiaofan for a long time, and then turned around and walked directly to the door, until he arrived at the door, he said: "Xiaofan, don't worry, no matter what you do, I believe you!"

Zhang Xiaofan sat on the bed motionless, as if he hadn't heard, like a lone wolf licking his wounds alone.

In the room, there was silence.

After a long time, there was a knock on the door, followed by a crisp female voice: "Young Sect Master, it's time to take medicine." ”

There was still silence in the room, and a low sigh sounded outside the door, and the door was gently pushed open by a slender hand as white as jade.

A woman in a white dress came with a crystal clear jade bowl, and finally stopped at the three feet of the bed.

Zhang Xiaofan silently raised his head, looked at the strange woman, and looked at the jade bowl she was holding in her hand.

The steaming heat continued to emanate, and the rich medicinal fragrance penetrated into the nasal cavity, and the injuries in the body seemed to be much more relaxed at this moment.

"Who are you?"

Zhang Xiaofan's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were a little hollow, which made people feel distressed.

The woman in the white dress was slightly blessed, and said softly: "The slave maid Bai Lian is the personal maid of the sect master, and she has come to serve the young sect master. ”

Did my mother arrange it?

Zhang Xiaofan lowered his head and looked at his hands silently, with a trace of warmth in his lonely heart.

Bai Lian looked at the young man who was covered in bruises, with pity in her heart, Lianbu moved lightly, slowly stepped forward, sat on the edge of the bed, and said softly: "Young Sect Master, this is the elixir specially brewed by the Sect Master for you, you can recover from your injuries as soon as possible, take it while it is still hot." ”

Zhang Xiaofan slowly raised his head, looked at the beautiful face, and nodded slightly.

Bai Lian breathed a sigh of relief, raised her hand to twist the spoon, stirred it gently, and fed it to him one by one.

The medicinal taste is sweet and bitter, but it is sweet.

After a bowl of elixir in his stomach, Zhang Xiaofan felt a mildness in his body, and the feeling of pain seemed to be much better.

Zhang Xiaofan ran out of elixir, and Bai Lian also got up and saluted to say goodbye.

The room fell silent again.

Sitting on the bed, his body slowly curled together, what made him most uncomfortable was his master's iron-blue face, the questioning and spitting between the same door...

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly lifted the quilt, only to see that he had been changed into a white robe, subconsciously touched to the side, and suddenly found that the side was empty.

The golden short stick that has accompanied him all these years is no longer visible.

He sat there in a daze, his mouth began to tremble, he was afraid of the elders of the sect....

Suddenly, he quickly got out of bed and ran straight to the door, he wanted to stop this!

Crunch...

The door was opened, and the golden sunlight shone in.

Outside the door, there were many people standing, all of them looking at the two people at the door vigilantly.

"Young Sect Master.." The two white-robed monks at the door bowed slightly.

Those people in the courtyard also looked at Zhang Xiaofan in amazement, and there were many familiar faces among them.

After a while, Du Bishu laughed dryly and said, "Xiaofan, are you better?"