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Shu Xunmo fell into a dream just like that, without waking up.

Like a small boat, dangling and floating on the water surface, the breeze is coming slowly, and the water waves are calm.

...

"You're a villain!"

In front of my eyes, my father's face suddenly appeared, with sullen complexion, frowning, pointing at himself and shouting, "You are an unfilial son!"

My heart seemed to have been dug out more than half, and it was cold.Looking at what he called a ferocious expression, the image of a gentle father in his memory suddenly disappeared. He only felt that his father's love was like the scorching sun in the sky, and the full moon in the dark night.

"You slut! I'm going to divorce you today!" The mother's figure fell to the ground, the golden hairpin scattered all over the floor, tears streaming down her face, pleading bitterly, but she was taken as the first sign of divorce. The book was overwhelmed.

The courtyard that used to be full of laughter and laughter was completely silent, and the little Shu Xunmo stood in the center, looking at him in front of him.

In his eyes, there was irrepressible despair and helplessness.

"Help me—" A childish voice seemed to pierce his eardrums.

...

The scene changed, and in a small dim room filled with sandalwood, a lady was half lying on the bed, and a child was sitting on her left.

Her cheeks were sunken, her breath was like gossamer, her dry skin showed some traces of death, her eyes were staring at the ceiling blankly.

"Mo'er—my poor Mo'er—" when she left, she repeated these words over and over again, the tears flowing from her cloudy eyes slipped through her gray hair and wet the bedding.

"You...you have to...live well..." In the end, those hands still didn't hold them, like falling butterflies, hanging down powerlessly.

"Mother—" followed by a hysterical cry, but unfortunately the people on the floor never responded again.

...

The screen turns again.

Fairy Gate Grand Ceremony.

He was holding the sword, his eyes were scarlet, and he was full of killing intent. His delicate face was already stained with blood, and the Taoist robe was also a blood-stained robe!

"I'm going to kill you—"

Duan Sheng's spiritual power was weak, and the blood-stained sword was dim, and finally split into two pieces.

...

The screen changes again and again, like a knife, twisted his brain so hard that he couldn't breathe as if he was suffocated.

He wanted to shout, but found that he couldn't open his mouth, no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless.

...

This time it was not him, but a teenager.

In the dream, even if he didn't want to see it, he forced to show the picture to him.

A tall and straight boy.

His face was obscured by the mist, making it difficult to see clearly.

Dressed in a black robe, holding something like a bronze mirror in his hand.

He seemed to be talking, talking to the bronze mirror, and then put it on the table, took a knife and cut his palm, the blood dripped on the mirror surface of the bronze mirror, but was absorbed by the mirror Two clean.

who is he?Why does it look so familiar——

...

At this moment, a shout came from outside suddenly.

"Brother?"

Then he woke up.

She fluttered her eyelashes, then opened her eyes, but was dazzled by the sunlight outside.

"Brother, are you alright?"

"Ruoxuan..." Shu Xunmo squinted his eyes, and after adapting to the light, he finally saw the person in front of him clearly.

Yi Ruoxuan sat beside him, seeing that he woke up, the worry on his face eased a bit.

"What's wrong with me?" He sat up slowly, the sun was already shining brightly outside the house, it was not the dim competition field at all.

"Brother, you accidentally fainted during the competition a few days ago, and you woke up after sleeping for many days." Yi Ruoxuan supported his back, leaned a pillow on his back, and then took a clean handkerchief, Gently wiped his face.

Only then did he realize that his face was cold.

I... cried...

He brushed back the hair that was sticking to his forehead due to cold sweat, and after a long time, he said, "I've slept for so long."

Yi Ruoxuan wiped his face clean, and said: "Brother, don't worry about those demonic people, they have already gone down the mountain."

"Brother, can you tell me what exactly you dreamed about when you were drowsy, that you were covered in cold sweat?" Shu Xunmo, who was drowsy before, did not sleep well, his body was cold and hot at times, his head was covered in cold sweat, and his body trembled unconsciously , His brows were slightly frowned, as if he had dreamed of something very tormenting.

Shu Xun Mo breathed a sigh of relief, seeing no one around, he told him the process of the dream in detail.

Unexpectedly, Yi Ruoxuan's complexion became more and more complex as he listened, his deep eyes were dark, too dark to see the light.

Especially when talking about the man in the dream, Yi Ruoxuan suddenly pressed his shoulder.

Startled by this sudden movement, Shu Xunmo looked at Yi Ruoxuan in front of him, and said, "What's wrong?"

"Oh, it's okay." Yi Ruoxuan let go of those big hands, and said in a solemn tone unconsciously, "Senior brother was haunted by a nightmare."

"I think so..." Shu Xunmo said, but a strange feeling came from the bottom of his heart. Why did these few things, some of which he had never done before, give him a sense of familiarity?

"Brother, dreams are always the opposite, don't panic too much." Yi Ruoxuan comforted him.

"Hmm..." Shu Xunmo nodded.

"Brother, are you hungry? There is still some porridge stewed in the kitchen. I'll bring it for you." Yi Ruoxuan said suddenly.

Having said that, Shu Xunmo really felt that his limbs were weak and his stomach was empty, so he nodded.

Hearing that he was hungry, Yi Ruoxuan stood up and prepared to bring a bowl of porridge back from the kitchen.

After gently closing the door, he turned and walked towards the corridor.

Unexpectedly, when I turned the corner, I met someone.

This person is a dusty man, with a dust whisk in his hand, dressed in a snow-white Taoist robe, with a fairy-like appearance, and looks only 28|[-], but his eyes are particularly piercing.He is Shu Xunmo's master - Taoist Yuangui.

He nodded slightly, saluted, and said politely: "Master Uncle."

Yun Yuan glanced at him, nodded his head, and regarded it as a response.

Yi Ruo Xuan just wanted to leave, but Yun Yuan stopped him.

"Xian Chu." Yun Yuan said, "Why did Mo Er suddenly faint?"

When he was invited back by "Tao" just now, he asked all the disciples, but they all looked at a loss, expressing that they didn't know the reason.

Yi Ruoxuan fell silent, stopped in his tracks, and seemed to be thinking about how to speak.

Seeing that he hesitated, a flash of understanding flashed in Yun Yuan's eyes, and he said, "It's Zhongyuanjing..."

"Yes." He nodded.

Just like that, the two of them were silent for a long time before Yun Yuan opened his mouth and said, "Can't you suppress it?"

Yi Ruoxuan was silent for a while again, as a tacit agreement.

"I'll go and ask my adoptive father for some more medicine." Yi Ruoxuan said.

"That's all there is to it."

Yun Yuan turned around, pushed open the bamboo door, and saw his apprentice resting on the slum.

In the past, under the guise of testing medicine, he packaged the medicine that suppressed the onset of Zhongyuan Jing into Jingxin pills or other pills for him to take. Hanging, looking for another way.

Pushing open the door and making a "squeak" sound, Shu Xunmo's ears sharpened, thinking that Yi Ruoxuan had returned, so he opened his mouth and said, "Ruoxuan——"

Seeing that there was no answer in front of the door for a long time, Shu Xunmo got up and saw his master leaning against the door, looking at him expressionlessly.

Suddenly, the scene became very embarrassing at a visible speed.

Not knowing whether it was genuine joy or to hide his embarrassment, he got down and saluted him: "Master is good..."

It seems to be mostly the latter.

Yun Yuan waved his hand, he didn't know what his apprentice was thinking, so he just let him lie back in the bed, euphemistically saying: rest for a while.

Still couldn't help but glance at Shu Xunmo with a sizing look, but only for a second.

He also comforted himself: the world is very big, and everything is full of wonders.

"I've also heard about the Taoist temple." Yun Yuan said lightly, "Fortunately, it didn't make people from the demon world succeed."

Shu Xunmo just listened silently, with a good habit of being a junior who listened carefully to Master's words without interrupting.

Seeing that the foreshadowing was almost done, Yun Yuan got to the point, "Mo'er, have you felt anything unusual lately?"

Shu Xunmo thought about it carefully, and said: "There is nothing else except the occasional nightmare."

Then he told the master word for word what he had just dreamed about, and he also added a sentence: "Master, what's wrong?"

After Yun Yuan heard this, his eyes became a little dark, and he still said calmly: "As a teacher, I just ask, there is no other meaning. You can rest for a while, and I will go to see the accounts of recent days before I come back."

Yun Yuan just came and went in such a hurry, and left with a whisk, Shu Xunmo subconsciously sighed: Phew, fortunately he sent the nearly 1000 taels of silver notes to Bai Zhiquan a long time ago.

Yi Ruoxuan waited at the door with a bowl of porridge, and when he saw Yun Yuan came out, he prepared to go in.

Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he glanced at Yi Ruoxuan with a complicated expression, and then hurried away without looking back.

What does this mean?

Yi Ruoxuan didn't care too much, and went in with a bowl.

"Brother, it's time to eat." Yi Ruoxuan said softly.

"Oh, good." Shu Xunmo watched the baby's bowl of porridge being served in front of him, and it was inevitable that he would remember the "Ruoxuan" just now in his mind, and immediately, his ears turned red.

Seeing this scene, Yi Ruoxuan suddenly felt better, and asked, "Why are you blushing, senior brother?"

"No, no..."

"really?"

"real."

"Look, it's red again..."

"Brother, I want to kiss one."

"..."

Wu Yu, who was also standing outside to see Shu Xunmo, couldn't help but fell into deep thought. After a short period of judgment, in the choice of going in or not, he resolutely chose the latter.

You still have to cherish your own eyes.

The author has something to say: I always feel that it is a bit bad to finish without writing 15 words, so I temporarily added an ups and downs~, and it is estimated that it can last to 15 words~

ps: Yi Ruoxuan's master + adoptive father is the previous monarch of the Demon Realm, that is, Master Shu Xunmo's fellow brother, so according to my brain circuit, it should be Yi Ruoxuan's name is Shu Xunmo's master and uncle, right? ? ?

Fate to Taoist, Fate to return = compasses? ? ?Just reacting now...