The drizzle was silent, and the wisps gathered on the blue-gray tiles, and then fell drop by drop.

No hurry, no delay.

"Smack. ”

In the room, the sound of chess pieces falling on the board contrasts with the sound of raindrops.

At the position near the window, you can see two white-haired, ancient old men in linen sitting and playing against each other, and the purple incense burner has green smoke, merging into the smoke and rain.

A boy of five or six years old stood solemnly aside, and behind him, a begonia was blooming brightly.

Suddenly, the boy suddenly looked back at the window.

At this glance, Duan Heng woke up suddenly, no, he didn't wake up from the dream, but he already knew that he was in a dream.

The next moment, he seemed to be incarnated in the boy, and through the boy's gaze, he saw outside the window that spring was going to autumn, summer thunder and tremors, winter snow drifting, cold coming and summer, year after year.

Every 3,000 years, only one son falls on the chessboard behind him.

How strange is this time in this place, so long and so short, that I don't know where to go?

The sound of chess pieces, time has been tens of thousands of years in the blink of an eye.

The begonias outside the window have long since withered, and the courtyard once paved with bluestone has also turned into nothingness.

Iron Grave Mountain!

"Whew!"

Duan Heng woke up and sat up suddenly, but saw that he was still lying on the canopy, there was silence all around, and in the direction of the Iron Tomb Mountain in the distance, the light penetrated through the nine skies, which was a protective prohibition, and behind that, at least nearly 100,000 immortal cultivators took turns digging this mountain day and night.

It is true that this Iron Tomb Mountain is very strong, but it is only strong, and the Asking Sect and other sects have found a way to excavate the Iron Tomb Mountain, the only trouble is that this is a protracted excavation operation, which may take hundreds or even thousands of years.

"Weird?"

Duan Heng took a deep breath and began to carefully recall all the details in this dream, but for some reason, he could remember all the other details, but the chessboard where the two old men were playing was a blur, and he obviously felt that he was looking very carefully in the dream!

I don't understand, Duan Heng doesn't give up, if the two dreams before and after are revelations, then he feels that he can already respond.

However, before he could act, he saw a group of people coming slowly from a distance, sometimes pointing at the Iron Tomb Mountain, looking at the way they hugged each other, it seemed that they were not small.

Duan Heng also squatted honestly on the canopy, he was used to the days when he was confined here and then no one paid attention to it.

But this time the situation was different, and when the group of people came over, a woman in red called out.

"Look, there's an old monkey in this tree?"

Although his voice has changed a lot, and his appearance and figure have completely grown, Duan Heng still recognized it at once, isn't this the little witch?

More than 100 years ago, she was just seven or eight years old, and now she has gone through a hundred years of foundation grinding, has she been out of the customs again?

But it seems that this kind of rude and willful temper can't be changed!

"Daring, what are you!"

Immediately, seven or eight guards rushed over and shouted.

"Are you—Jiang Yun? Why are you here?"

At this time, a man in the crowd asked in amazement, obviously recognizing Duan Heng.

This man Duan Heng also recognized that it was Moyi's fiancée's childhood sweetheart, the guy named Zhan Wenda, who once had a relationship with Duan Heng in Wendao Mountain.

Hearing Zhan Wenda speak, the guards took a step back, and a white-shirted young man next to Zhan Wenda frowned slightly, "Brother Zhan, this is the spy you asked the Dao Sect for, why are you hiding in a tree?"

"Yes, it's still hairy, and its face is covered with moss, if Xiao Mi doesn't find it, it's hard for us to find out! Brother Zhan, you ask Dao Sect is really strange and strange, and there are endless things!" another person said with a grin.

Hearing this, Zhan Wenda also showed an embarrassed look on his face, and he could only calm down and shout at Duan Heng while explaining:

"He is the medicine garden handyman of the Daoist Sect, Jiang Yun, answer me, why are you here?

Duan Heng sighed, first looked at the layers of moss and vines that had grown on his body just because he had a sleep and a dream, Nima, he was about to become a tree man.

"Brother Zhan, I was recruited seven years ago, well, the person in charge is Qiao Nan, he can testify for me, and besides, the reason why I stay in the tree is entirely because I can neither help with the digging nor leave casually. ”

"Hmph, Qiao Nan has been killed in the battle with the demons three years ago, you have found a witness who has no evidence to die, I see that you are sneakily hiding here, obviously with bad intentions! Also, your name is Jiang Yun, oh, I remember, in the Capture the Flag Incident more than a hundred years ago, you were one of the most suspects, Brother Zhan, how about we arrest him and torture him?"

Hearing Duan Heng's words at this time, the little witch suddenly snorted coldly.

Duan Heng looked at her in surprise, this little girl really likes to tell the truth, although she is brainless, but she can really say it, and besides, this group of people didn't find Duan Heng hiding in the tree, only this little girl can see him at a glance.

This Nima really has a pair of eyes that perceive the truth, but unfortunately he has a crippled brain.

"Xiao Mi, don't mess around, Jiang Yun, you leave immediately, there is no need to keep the matter confidential here. Zhan Wenda waved his hand, what kind of identity is he, he naturally doesn't want to be embarrassed by a lowest-level medicine garden handyman, don't you know the price?

"Thank you!"

Duan Heng arched his hand and turned to leave unhurriedly, but before he could take a few steps, he heard the little witch shout again: "Wait, stop, Brother Zhan, there is something wrong with this person! How can you let him go?"

Zhan Wenda frowned, and at this time, the white-shirted young man who spoke before next to him smiled and said: "Brother Zhan, why make Xiao Mi unhappy, she is your wife who has not passed through the door, now since she wants to, then just throw a medicine garden handyman to her to play, let's go, the heavy responsibility of digging the iron tomb still falls on us." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone around them responded to him, and then Zhan Wenda turned around and walked away, he really couldn't do it.

And at this time, without the little witch's orders, naturally a few guards stepped forward and threw the imprisoning spell on Duan Heng, tying him up like a pig and a sheep.

During the whole process, Duan Heng didn't even move his fingers, just like a puppet, his eyes were dull, of course, no one knew, at this moment, he saw the boy in the dream again.

He just stood there and watched, but neither Zhan Wenda nor the little witch nor anyone else noticed his existence.

This made Duan Heng think that he had a mental problem and was about to sleepwalk. (To be continued.) )