"Ling Huayin, did you just dream?" Eluo, who was forcibly brought back to reality, looked at Ling Huayin, who continued to copy the scriptures as if nothing had happened, with a puzzled face.

"The dream is doing well, what are you doing when you come in?" Ling Huayin couldn't help but express her dissatisfaction.

"I'm not worried about you, I'm afraid that you've fallen into the magic barrier, how can anyone still dream when they're awake?"

Ling Huayin shook her head helplessly, and said while copying the scriptures: "Then you know now, don't casually enter my dream in the future." ”

E Luo knew that Ling Huayin didn't like others to snoop on her privacy the most, so she immediately changed her flattering face and sneered: "I know, I know, but then again, Ling Huayin, what did you dream about, so mysterious? I seem to have seen a plum blossom forest, as if there are two other people......"

Ling Huayin stopped her pen and said, "I dreamed of the woman last time, and there is a person who looks like Situ Yan." ”

"Dreams are born from the heart, you dream of the same person twice, maybe it is related to a certain experience you have had, will you ever see that woman somewhere? Plus we discussed Situ Yan's origin today, so it is natural for you to think of someone who is similar to him. Elo guessed based on her knowledge of dreams.

Ling Huayin thought seriously for a while, and said frankly: "I don't know many people, and even fewer people can remember, these possibilities you said sound very reasonable, but they shouldn't exist." ”

Elo let out a pleasant laugh, "It's really an honor to be remembered by Ling Huayin." Hey, it's hard not to remember how good-looking you look. After saying that, Eluo admired her beauty in front of Ling Huayin's mirror.

Ling Huayin turned a blind eye to Eluo's lonely self-appreciation, and asked, "By the way, you said today that Situ Yan is like a person you know, who is that person?"

E Luo raised her eyebrows, and teased Linghuayin in the mirror: "Huh, weren't you not interested in Situ Yan's origin before?"

"If you don't say it, forget it, when I didn't ask. Ling Huayin looked indifferent.

"Hey, I didn't say I wouldn't tell you, I knew everything about you. But that's all I know. Eluo said with a smile, "The person I'm talking about is the immortal of the heavenly realm, the immortal under the command of the Lingyin God of War, who killed Zan Yi, the mount of the Nine Heavens Demon Emperor, with just a song of demon suppression, and it is said that after the war between gods and demons, this immortal has been missing, it is rumored that he is dead, but it is also rumored that he went to find the reincarnation of the god on Lingyin." Although I have never met this immortal, I have heard many rumors about him from the clan, saying that the immortal is gentle and easy-going, likes to wear white clothes, and is good at playing the piano. Situ Yan is similar to him in many ways. ”

"......" Ling Huayin fell into deep thought after hearing this. After E Luo said this, there are indeed many similarities between reality and dreams, and Ling Huayin is a little more curious about Situ Yan's origin. In the past few days, she waited for news from her ancestor and carefully observed him while discussing the ancient method with Situ Yan.

Yunmengtai is shrouded in clouds and mist all day long, and the valley is full of plum blossoms and springs. The hazy valley path and lotus leaf floating platform are shrouded in a layer of light veil, and the shadows are full of shadows, flickering far and near in the misty clouds and smoke, if they are about to leave. It's like a few light strokes of ink, smeared in the pink and white plum blossom forest. The two people in the gazebo are dimly reflected in the water, which makes people feel like they are in a dream.

"Situ Yan, I have finished reading the scroll you borrowed from me, the content in it is very interesting, I have benefited a lot, thank you. Ling Huayin handed the ancient scroll back to Situ Yan.

Situ Yan took it with a smile and asked, "Then what is Linghua's opinion on the method of separating the divine dragon and the soul recorded in it?"

"I think if spiritual power doesn't work, maybe we can try using soul power, your spiritual power plus my soul power may be able to create a more stable distraction. When my master handed me the Ink Soul Sword, he explained to me how to control the soul power. Since we can't control the gods at will like the great gods, we may be able to try the use of soul power. Don't you still have a Blood Bead? We can borrow it. Ling Huayin said.

Situ Yan thought about it slightly, and then agreed with a smile: "It is worthy of Hengwei's apprentice, his insights are really unique, why didn't I think of this?"

Ling Huayin smiled and said, "It's a pity that my body can't leave the Great Wilderness Mountain, otherwise it wouldn't be so troublesome." This trip to the sea of no return may be more difficult than before, and I want to do my best instead of blindly hiding behind you and letting the two of you go to danger. ”

"It's not enough to go to danger, and we haven't hurt anything along the way, besides, the matter of Bai Yi and the Demon is no longer just a family matter of your Xianze Palace, how can I stand idly by. Besides, helping you is also helping myself. Situ Yan smiled at the corner of his eyes.

Ling Huayin was puzzled: "Huh?"

Situ Yan smiled and said, "Didn't Linghua say that you want to accompany me to find a way to enter the Earth Realm?" You are both an elder of Xianze Palace, an apprentice of Heng Wei, and a master like Senior Gao Mang, you may be able to find out more information. With Linghua by my side, I will definitely be able to find a way to enter the realm as soon as possible. ”

"Friends should help each other. ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and they actually had a sense of friendship.

On this day, Ling Huayin had the same dream again, so she became more and more curious about the mystery of Situ Yan's identity. However, when asked Situ Yan about the Lingyin God of War, Situ Yan was puzzled and confused, and even Zan Yi's name he said that he heard it from Eluo's mouth. However, it is true that Situ Yan can play the Demon Suppression Song, what if Situ Yan is really the immortal or reincarnation that Eluo said, and because of what happened to him, his soul is so incomplete that he forgets the spiritual sound of the gods?

"Situ Yan, if you ever met a very important person in your life, would you forget her?"

Situ Yan thought about it seriously and said: "Ha, Linghua's question is really tricky, after all, I am a person who can't even remember who I am, but if I really want to answer, no matter how much time and age have passed, if I have to remember a person, I think I should not forget Linghua." ”

Situ Yan said very seriously, there was no falsehood at all, and Ling Huayin was quite moved in her heart.

"I suddenly want to listen to the piano. ”

Situ Yan smiled and asked, "What song do you want to hear?"

Ling Huayin's heart moved, half a temptation, half a sincerity, and blurted out: "Feng Guixi." ”

"What kind of tune is this, I've never heard of it. Situ Yan's face was a little embarrassed, and Ling Huayin couldn't see the slightest deception in his expression.

Situ Yan thought for a moment, and then said, "Why don't I play another song for Linghua." ”

Ling Huayin smiled: "It's okay." As he spoke, he closed his eyes and waited quietly for the sound of the day.

Situ Yan put the qin in front of him, his expression hesitated for a moment, as if he was worried, and then he flicked his fingers, and a long, long, slightly pathetic song echoed in the valley.

...... The familiar and time-old rhythm suddenly reappears from the depths of memory.

"What are you playing?

"It's called Xun. ”

"Can you teach me?"

"You're too stupid to learn. ”

......

Ling Huayin's eyelashes trembled violently, and she bent halfway through the bullet, she opened her eyes suddenly, looking at Situ Yan incredulously.

Situ Yan also felt wonderful, he had never played this piece before, and he didn't even know where he had heard it, but this rhythm seemed to have been repeated countless times in his mind, so familiar that his fingers couldn't help but play it. As soon as the song ended, he himself was stunned.

Situ Yan looked up at Ling Huayin, and saw that Ling Huayin was silently looking away, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Linghua?" Situ Yan gradually calmed down the shock in his heart, looked at Ling Huayin, who was also distracted, and then called her.

Ling Huayin was immersed in her own thoughts, and she didn't hear Situ Yan's call at all.

Situ Yan screamed again, and Ling Huayin suddenly woke up and looked at Situ Yan with a confused expression.

"Where did you hear this tune?" Ling Huayin couldn't control the tremor of her voice.

"I learned it somehow, is there something wrong with this song?" Situ Yan saw that her face was abnormal, and he felt that there was something special about this song.

Ling Huayin's eyes were a little different from usual, and she didn't know whether to ask him or say to herself: "You can play the Demon Suppression Song again, and you know this song, who are you?"

Situ Yan was extremely surprised, and after seeing Ling Huayin finish asking, he hurriedly left Yunmengtai with a stunned face.

"Ling Huayin, Yin Tao has been looking for you all day long!" As soon as E Luo saw Ling Huayin coming back, she hugged Yin Tao and greeted Ling Huayin and walked away.

Ling Huayin's steps were in a hurry, and she didn't care about it, so she walked to the room without saying a word, and quickly locked the door, leaving E Luo and Yin Tao staring at each other outside the door.

Ling Huayin sat down at the desk and began to copy the scriptures with her head down, but every time she copied the scriptures, she could calm down her mind, but she couldn't calm down today. My mind was full of the song that Situ Yan played today, and there was a lonely shadow.

"You have always told me that the world is full of flowers, and when I leave this place one day, I will definitely go to see the prosperity of the world you mentioned. ”......

"Don't come again, this is not the place for you. ”

"If I don't come, who will talk to you in the future, who will listen to you play tunes?"

......

"I liked a guy who was so nice to me and I probably won't come here again. I want to say goodbye to you this time......"

"Although you said that you have long been forgotten by the world, even if everyone in the world forgets you, I will still remember you!"

............

Ling Huayin put the pen on the table, supported her chin with one hand, stared at the obviously extinguished candle on the desk for a long time, and then took out a sealed wooden box from the drawer, hesitated to lift the seal of the box, and with a "click", the lock opened. Ling Huayin opened the box, only to see a Xun engraved with delicate patterns lying quietly in the box, and the ancient and dull color looked like an old thing from many years ago. Ling Huayin took Xun in her hand, rubbed it carefully for a moment, and finally put it into the bag around her waist.