I cross the cold pond

Xu Ziru is not in the mood to pass the day in a dream.

Originally, after half a month, he was going to study with the new disciples for a period of time, and then he was given up by the teacher because of his dull talent.

This time he simply said directly that he did not want to study, and he did not want to study with others.

Yan Qinghe didn't restrict him either, and let him wander around the Tianji Gate all day long.

When he was hungry, he went to the kitchen to ask Qing Niang for something to eat, and when he had nothing to do, he squatted in the Library Pavilion to guard Uncle Liu, and by the way carefully looked through the library of books about Nuwa Stone in the Library Pavilion.

He didn't hear anything outside the window, and only looked for Nuwa's books.

He huddled in the library day and night, and sometimes fell asleep with a book on his pillow. When he woke up, the setting sun shone on his face from the window, and he became a little confused.

I can't tell if it's a dream now, or all my life before is just a weird and lengthy dream.

Nuwa Stone, He Zhai, and even He Zhen do not exist. He is just a new disciple who has just entered Tianjimen. woke up.

Everything in the past and in the future has nothing to do with him.

After all the afterglow of the setting sun disappeared, Xu Ziru sighed and turned over on the wooden floor.

He was lying on the ground with his limbs spread wide, his face full of worries.

As time passed day by day, Xu Ziru didn't wait for Uncle Liu in Zangshu Pavilion. He wondered that the person in Reading Pavilion didn't stay where he was supposed to be all day long. I have never seen a man's robe.

The relationship between him and Yan Qinghe is also tepid.

Because he didn't have a teacher at all, his status in the eyes of everyone in Tianjimen was almost equal to that of Yan Qinghe's little boy, and the disciples in the school usually turned to Yan Qinghe to convey to him if they didn't dare to go to Yan Qinghe.

He stayed in the Yanqinghe courtyard at night, and went out to look for food at dawn in the daytime. He and Yanqinghe were more like roommates living under the same roof.

Yan Qinghe was busy with affairs, and sometimes he didn't see anyone for several months.

Once, after half a year had passed since I hadn't seen him, I got up at night freely, kicked off the quilt, and saw this man sitting at the table in his bedroom drinking tea in a dark and unhurried manner.

For some reason, Xu Ziru always felt that he was a little paler than his senior brother in his memory, and it was a kind of sickly paleness.

Sitting in the bedroom at night, silently like a homeless ghost.

Xu Ziru was frightened a few times, and he had developed a vajra heart after goodbye. He lifted the quilt and got out of bed, yawning and saying, "Drinking tea at night will make you sleepless."

Yan Qinghe put down his water glass, and there was a crisp sound when the bottom of the glass touched the table, and he let out an understatement "um" from his nasal cavity.

Xu Ziru lazily went out to relieve himself, and when he came back, Yan Qinghe left, and he didn't take it seriously, he threw the quilt off and lay down on the bed, and fell asleep again after a while.

Little Senior Sister Linglong has also grown from a little bun into a slim beauty.

Xu Ziru secretly hid a few packets of sweet-scented osmanthus crisps from Qingniang. On the way, he met a young senior sister who whistled a code signal. The young senior sister winked at him after receiving the code signal.

During the lunch break, the two squatted behind the rockery and ate dessert together.

The little senior sister ate so much that her mouth puffed up, and asked vaguely: "Little junior brother, do you like me? You secretly bring food for me all day long."

Xu Ziru laughed: "Little sister, do you know how the people at the bottom of the mountain raise pigs?"

Linglong blinked her eyes: "Huh?"

Xu Ziru squatted on the ground and quietly moved away from the side: "It is to feed the pigs to their fullness. Only when they are full will they be fat and fat, and the meat will be more profitable."

Linglong was so angry that she stood up suddenly from behind the rockery, and Xu Ziru ran out from behind the rockery.

The little senior sister chased after her, and the two of them ran two steps forward and back, bumping into Yan Qinghe who was coming back, and a silver-haired man followed beside Yan Qinghe.

Xu Ziru paused, Linglong, who was chasing after him, bumped into him, she poked her head to look in doubt, she was shocked when she saw senior brother Yan Qinghe, she immediately got out from behind Xu Ziru, and shouted shamefully : "Big brother."

Yan Qinghe glanced at her, nodded and left directly.

Seeing Uncle Liu whom he hadn't found for many years, Xu Ziru's spirits lifted, and he didn't have time to mess around with his little senior sister, so he picked up his steps and went to chase after Qinghe.

"Senior brother, long time no see, where have you been back recently?" He smiled and leaned forward to ask Yan Qinghe.

At the age of fourteen to fifty-six at the moment, his stature is already tall, and standing beside Yan Qinghe is also a young boy facing the wind.

"Ningsui City's water spirit caused a flood, which flooded half of the city. I just came back from there."

Yan Qinghe replied.

Xu Ziru nodded, and then asked Uncle Liu who was standing beside Yan Qinghe: "Who is this? I don't think I've seen it before."

Although Uncle Liu is covered with white silk, his face is still that of a middle-aged man. He has a worried expression on his face at the moment. Seeing Xu Ziru paused, he said: "I am quite a few years older than you, just call me Uncle Liu." .”

Xu Ziru immediately jumped from Yan Qinghe's side to his side, called "Uncle Liu" in a very obedient manner, and explained that Hua looked like he wanted to help others solve problems: "I see that Uncle Liu looks sad and seems to have something to worry about. My favorite thing to do so far is to solve problems and make people happy.

I don't know what kind of troubles Uncle Liu has encountered, so I'm here to help Uncle Liu. "

His gags are out of shape, ordinary people can always be amused by him when they first see him and hear these words, and the impression of him can be deepened, so that it is convenient for him to continue chatting next time they meet.

Unexpectedly, after listening to his words, Uncle Liu smiled or not and said something else. He glanced at Xu Ziru, and didn't even ask him who he was, but directly said the difficult things he had encountered recently: "There are strange things recently. , there is turmoil in the Exorcism Abyss, I'm afraid it's not good."

Xu Ziru was startled secretly, thinking in his heart that he could tell me casually, didn't he always hide the matter of Exorcism Yuan in the past?He also thought that the matter of Exorcism Abyss must have something to do with Nuwa Stone, and this time he carefully searched through countless scriptures and collections, but he never found any information related to it.

He even woke up at night once, saw Yan Qinghe in his room, and couldn't help asking Yan Qinghe: "Senior brother, I was reading a book in the library today, and said that Exorcism Yuan was born by the eighth generation head of the family." What's going on with the array you set up?"

At that time, Yan Qinghe didn't explain much to him, only pondered for a moment, and replied to him without changing his face: "It seems that there is such a thing."

Xu Ziru still wanted to ask more questions, Yan Qinghe took down his teacup and stood up: "It's getting late, let's go to bed early."

After speaking, the person left.

Xu Ziru was so angry that he lay on the bed and punched a set of military sports.

Now Uncle Liu, whom he met for the first time, actually told the matter directly when he asked.

Xu Ziru glanced at Yan Qinghe who was at the side, afraid that he would cough and cough twice to keep people from talking.

Xu Ziru hurried to pull Uncle Liu's arm: "Oh, I've been in Zangshu Pavilion for a long time, and I've also found this Exorcism Abyss.

Uncle Liu, please explain to me. "

Uncle Liu turned to look at him.

Xu Ziru immediately blinked his curious eyes.

Yan Qinghe, who had killed a thousand swords, suddenly said: "The two of us still have something to deal with, and you have something to talk about later."

"..." Xu Ziru paused, thinking about Uncle Liu's return, he was not in a hurry, so he let go of Uncle Liu and gave a banquet to Qinghe and the two of them.

After Yan Qinghe, Uncle Liu and Xu Ziru left, they walked to the water pavilion.

Uncle Liu still had a sad expression on his face. He frowned and thought for a long time before continuing: "The demonic energy trapped by the Kunlun mirror in the exorcism abyss has been rioting recently. If the monster swallows the Nuwa stone in the mirror, the four poles will The pillars cannot be restrained, if there are cracks in the pole pillars, then the heaven and the earth will definitely be in turmoil, Qinghe."

Yan Qinghe walked in front, his face became more and more careless, there were two golden koi swimming under the lotus leaves in the pond, Yan Qinghe casually picked up the fish food that was put aside, squeezed a few grains with two fingers Still in the water: "Got it."

Standing behind him, Uncle Liu frowned, sighed for a long while and said, "Let's talk to the master first about this in detail."

Yan Qinghe squeezed two or three pieces of fish food into the water and threw them under the water, his expression was flat: "Yes."

After seeing Uncle Liu, Xu Ziru became extremely excited, feeling that the opportunity to have a dream had already appeared before his eyes.

He didn't know how long he had been in a coma in real life, and whether his bodily functions were damaged. He actually lived in this dream for nearly ten years, and he didn't know what the ratio of the time elapsed between the two in the dream was. .

He paused at this thought, he was wrapped in a cloud of black mist, what if he was already dead?What's the point of his begging for a dream?

Thinking of this, Xu Ziru anxiously walked back and forth several times, until the little senior sister Linglong walked behind and patted him on the shoulder: "What are you doing here alone?"

Xu Ziru suddenly came back to his senses, and was stunned when he saw Linglong.

——The little senior sister is dead in reality, if I shatter the dream, wouldn't she no longer exist?

Thinking of this, Xu Ziru's throat felt a little itchy, he lowered his head and coughed violently several times.

The little senior sister poked her head over to look at him, with puzzled eyes: "What's wrong with you? Did you catch a cold when you kicked the quilt in bed last night?"

"..." Xu Ziru stretched out his fingers to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes due to coughing, hesitated for a while, and then asked aloud, "Little sister, have you ever thought that you might be in a dream?"

"Ah?" The little senior sister is lively and lively, she has never thought about such a complicated problem in her life, "Why am I in a dream?"

Xu Ziru bent his eyes and smiled, then he squatted down, picked up a small wooden branch from the ground, and began to write and draw on the ground.

Linglong glanced at him suspiciously, and then squatted beside him.

"And you, you were originally a cute, beautiful and kind little girl."

Xu said freely.

"Me too now."

Linglong added.

Xu Ziru smiled: "Okay.

You are such a cute, beautiful and kind little girl, you accidentally lost your life in order to save others. "

Linglong questioned: "Then can I not die?"

Xu Ziru paused, and the expression on his face softened: "Is this how the story is set, little senior sister.

Don't be picky. "

The little senior sister pouted: "Okay, okay.

I am kind enough to die in order to save people.

Then who is the one I saved? Is he a very powerful person? Is he a great hero? "

"..." Xu Ziru, "No."

The little senior sister looked sad for a moment, then said in relief, "Forget it.

Save everything, don't care if he is a big hero or a big bear. "

Xu Ziru pursed his lips, and said again: "He is a great hero, he is a great hero who is willing to die to save the common people."

The little senior sister clapped her hands and nodded: "Then I should save him. If I save him, it means saving the world, right? Then I am also a great hero."

Xu Ziru was silent for a moment.

The little senior sister urged: "Have I finished saving him? Am I going to die?"

Xu Ziru said: "Then there is someone who misses you, he sleeps at night and dreams of you.

You still look happy in the dream, so he wonders if you don't need to wake up from this dream, and you can be happy until you become an old woman. "

The little senior sister heard the words and called out: "Can I not become an old woman?"

Xu Ziru smiled: "Everyone is going to grow old, and I will become a grandfather in the future."

The little senior sister glanced at him sideways, then smiled and narrowed her eyes for a while: "I don't know what it will be like if you become a grandfather."

Xu Ziru looked at her with a smile.

The little senior sister laughed and looked at Xu Ziru: "I still have to wake up from the dream.

I don't want to be in other people's dreams, I want to dream my own beautiful dreams in my own dreams, always cute, brave, beautiful and kind. "

Xu Ziru was silent for a while, then stuck out his tongue and made a grimace at Linglong, and stood up with a big smile: "You see senior brother like a mouse seeing a cat, how brave are you?"

Linglong got up and chased him again: "You're talking nonsense! I respect the elder brother, the elder brother is a great hero!"

When Xu Ziru ran away, he was thinking—brother must have a way, I will go out with no bones left, it’s fine, brother must have made all the preparations, he should be able to leave the dreamland successfully.

Although he was picky about Yan Qinghe in every possible way, and occasionally he was full of resentment, and later on he didn't even want to talk to him.

But this is just a little personal feeling of his.

His senior brother Yan Qinghe is a great hero who can save the common people, he should find a way to get out of his dream and let Yan Qinghe leave.

Because Yan Qinghe is a great hero.

"of course.

I'm not bad either. "

Xu Ziru scratched his hair while thinking.

"Little sister is not bad."

He added this sentence in his heart, then got up and walked towards the library pavilion.