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> Volume III The Eventful Autumn Chapter Four Another Dream

Not long ago, in the study room of the bachelor's house, the conversation between Ning Que and Zeng Jing's bachelor began. M once drank half a cup of tea quietly, and then silenced half a cup of tea for a while, and suddenly said, "Listen to Sang Sang, you will be ready to go out after a while."

Ning nodded and said, "The Lan Festival is in the fall. The Lanke Temple is a little far away. If you want to see it, you will have to leave in the most recent period, otherwise you will miss the time."

Last spring, Lanke Temple sent the invitation to the Lan Festival to Chang'an City, and the sea-monk handed it to Ning Que's hand. However, because of certain considerations after the event, Ning Que did not plan to go, but he The idea was not approved by the Academy.

Academician Zeng Jing said: "The road is far away and we should go together. However, after all, Sang Sang is my biological daughter of Zeng someone, and heir to the bright priest of Xiling. He can't still be like a maid in the past. Identity follows you ... Have you ever considered this issue? "

Ning Que really hadn't considered this question and said, "So what do you mean?"

Zeng Jing looked at his eyes and asked, "How old is Sang Sang this year?"

Ning Que did not count the days and said, "Sixteen."

Zeng Jing couldn't refuse to say: "Since it's already sixteen, what are you waiting for? You hurry up and do the marriage. It's more convenient to get along with the husband and wife on the journey, and the bachelor's house will not be laughed at."

Ning Que said helplessly: "Are you in a hurry? It took a few days to plan."

Zeng Jing looked into his eyes and said, "You two have been together for 16 years. Where can you be anxious? But marriage matters can't be neglected. In this way, you can get married first."

These simple conversations, in front of a father who distressed his daughter, Ning Que had no power to parry at all, and he vaguely agreed to be engaged.

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Through the starlight outside the window, looking at Sang Sang in her arms, watching her gradually unfolding eyebrows, and looking at the smile on the little black face, Ning Que couldn't help but smile again. Engagement, there is always a day when you get married, are you still afraid of getting engaged? It was just that when the dying little baby was dug out of the corpse sixteen years ago, where did she think that one day she would become a big girl and her own wife?

Thinking of these things, Ning Que gradually fell asleep.

For the average person, entering sleep is the consent word for falling asleep, but this does not apply to Ning Que, because he has lived on the verge of life and death since childhood, he needs to save the slightest physical strength and spirit, so he has always fallen asleep very fast, and his sleep is very deep Sweet, it only takes a short time to rejuvenate.

This situation continued until he began to practice. That year he took Sang Sang to the market and bought a Taishang induction record. After returning to the Weicheng small courtyard, he began to practice according to the method written in the book, trying to meditate. That night, he had a very warm dream and dreamed of an ocean.

Afterwards, he began to dream one after another, often warm dreams appeared after meditation, but those dreams did not have any specific content or lifelike pictures. Until the spring three years ago, he followed Princess Li Yu 'S convoy left Weicheng for Chang'an, had a conversation with the old man Lu Qingchen during the journey, and had a strange dream with Sang Sang's feet in the middle of the night.

In that dream, he stood above the cold and dark wasteland. He saw the cavalry of the Datang Empire, the warrior of the Moon Kingdom, the crossbow soldiers of the Southern Jin Dynasty, the needle barbarians in the grass, and the countless bodies that stained the wasteland red. , Saw three black smoke in front of the wasteland, saw the night gradually occupying the sky, people looked at the direction of the night with fear, a tall man beside him said that the sky was going to be dark ...

After killing the tea master Yan Su, Ning Que fled on Suzaku Boulevard. The blood and the **** umbrella on his body alarmed the rune. That is, in the early morning, the snowy mountain he knew nothing about was rebuilt, and finally officially He embarked on a path of practice, and that time, he had another dream.

In that dream, he returned to the cold and dark wasteland, and the night was still invading the sky, so he looked up at the sky, and there were countless people beside him who did not look at the sky, but looked at him coldly and vigilantly. At this time, a thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, a light door slowly opened, and the light re-entered the world. A huge golden dragon protruded out of the dragon's head, overlooking the crowd on the ground.

In the examination to enter the second floor of the college, while climbing the rock on the top of the peak, Ning Que once again entered the dream that could not be distinguished between reality and illusion.

The night is still invading the wilderness. After the light is hidden in the clouds, it has become brighter and brighter. The people on the wilderness still look at him, including the housekeeper and young master who was killed by him many years ago. The tall man asked How did he choose, he said he did not want to choose, the tall man said if he had to choose? At the end of that dream, Ning Que killed the housekeeper and young master again, and then walked toward the night with a knife on his back.

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Ning Que looked at the three black smokes and felt the indifferent smell from it. His body became very stiff. He knew he was dreaming, but he didn't know how to wake up from the dream.

The night was getting colder and the light was more fierce, and the whole sky was divided into two. The huge dragon head relentlessly overlooked the people on the earth, slowly opened his mouth, and the soldiers on the wasteland were still fighting each other. But he couldn't see who was fighting with whom, countless corpses soaked in countless blood.

He looked at the tall man next to him, looking at the man ’s white hair scattered on his shoulders, his heart beating faster and faster, as if they were the drums of the wilderness that had been broken, they might burst at any time, because he It was finally confirmed that the tall man on the wasteland of the dream ... was the Master.

The Master did n’t turn around and looked at the sky quietly, looking at the war between light and darkness. However, Ning Que knew very well that the Master was waiting for himself to make a choice. He did n’t want to make a choice. More precisely, last time He was able to make choices because of ignorance and fearlessness. Now he vaguely understands some things, so he is no longer so fearless. What makes him feel most astonished is, why did the Confucius let himself make choices?

Ning Que wanted to escape this dream, this blood-stained wasteland, so he turned and ran towards the periphery of the wasteland, he ran faster and faster, his heart beat faster and faster, his breath became more and more rapid, his face more and more Pale, so he ran into a pale sea, which was full of white lotus.

The sea water was no longer warm, very cold, the white lotus petals were frozen into ice sculptures, and then scattered into broken jade, sinking into the sea water, and his body also sank to the bottom of the sea, into the thick sea water like blood, The blood made him hard to breathe. No, he couldn't breathe. He began to struggle desperately, wanting to dissociate, but found that his hands and feet were no longer able to move. Struggling could only make him hide deeper.

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Ning Que opened his eyes, woke up, gasped in a hurry, his body was cold and sweaty, and his eyes were full of horrified expression, like a dead man. He looked at the letter paper stuck on the roof, and after a long time, he finally confirmed that he had left the dream and returned to Laobi Zhai.

These dreams are his biggest secrets. He did not tell Chen Pipi, nor did he mention it to the Master and other brothers and sisters. Although these dreams were full of the truth he wanted to discover, he dared not tell anyone Because he always feels that these dreams hide something terrible.

Sixteen years ago, the Xiling Temple and the current Buddhism are guessing whether he is the son of Hades.

Ning Que used to think that these were completely nonsense. However, whenever he thought of returning to Chang'an from the wasteland, when he heard Sang Sang's remarks about Wei Guangming, thinking of these dreams, he felt terrified again-if the legendary Pluto Son refers to a traverser from another world, so is it not himself?

The night is coming, the underworld invasion, although it is only a legend, is a legend that reminds practitioners of the world to be uneasy for thousands of years. He does not know the specific details, but he understands that this must be a major event involving the destruction of the world. If he is really the son of Hades, then What will you face?

No matter how Confucius is in the world, he even cares about the uncle and his enchantment, but he will never care about this matter, otherwise why would he have that tall figure in his dream?

No matter how calm and warm the back hill of the academy is, he will not be soft-hearted in the face of such big right and wrong questions. If he is a son of Pluto, the master will not know what to do, but the second brother will definitely take off the ancient crown and smash him to death, and then jump Cliff commits suicide and shares the same sentiments.

If he falls in the hands of the Xiling Temple, he will definitely be tied to the fire platform and burnt into coke. If he falls in the hands of the Buddhist sect, would those monks shave their heads and allow themselves to spend the whole life in Xuankong Temple?

In this way, the best ending is a monk?

Ning Que leaned on the bed and thought about these things. The clothes that were wet with cold sweat dried and wet, and her face became more and more pale, and she could n’t even imagine what would happen to him in the world if he was really a son of Pluto. At times, the whole world would abandon him, leaving him alone, wandering in the world, and living again the days of ups and downs, avoiding the divine glory of Haotian like a mouse.

Just then, Sang Sang moved in his arms, frowning slightly, as if dreaming of something bad, or feeling the emotion of Ning Que at this time.

Ning Que looked at her little black face, and his mood gradually calmed down, because no matter if he became a traitor or said that he was really a son of Pluto, there would always be a little maid who would always stay with him, even if he wandered again, he would not It is a wandering in the world by one person, it is a wandering of two people.

He lowered his head and kissed her brow softly, trying to loosen the kiss there.

However, Sang Sang seemed to feel uncomfortable, frowning more and more.

Ning Que suddenly felt something was wrong.

Sang Sang's face became paler and paler, revealing from the dark, palpable like snow, his frowning brows were particularly painful, and his body became colder and colder.

Ning Que was shocked and quickly awakened her.

Sang Sang opened his eyes hard, and appeared extremely weak. A bit of chill came out of his shirt, so that Ning Que couldn't help but shudder.

Sang Sang shivered in pain, clutching Ning's lacking clothes tightly, trying to say something, but unable to speak.

Ning Que dares to delay ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ got up, blew a very loud whistle, pulled a thick quilt to wrap her body, hugged her arms across her, and rushed out like this.

He kicked open the wooden door of Lao Bi Zhai and ran to Lin 47 Lane.

It was not yet dawn, and it was most dark.

Ning Que looked at the alleyway and angered, "You pig! Move so slowly!"

The big dark horse in his sleep was suddenly awakened by the whistle and was about to express his dissatisfaction. He looked at Ning Que Tieqing's complexion, and suddenly knew that something really happened. Ning Que's mood was very bad at this time. Himself, quickly stepped on the four hoofs and dragged the heavy carriage to Laobi Zhai.

Ning Que jumped into the carriage and gasped and said, "Go to the academy."

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(Reporting good news to everyone, the third volume of the plot is basically clear, and the small one will be reopened tonight.)

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