lost narrative poem

Chapter 459

The mourning hall was solemnly arranged, and there was an endless stream of people who came to express their condolences.

After all, the Qin family has a great career, and it is also an existence that cannot be underestimated in the affluent and prosperous Chenzhou. Naturally, it is impossible to be short of people for weddings and funerals.

There are a large number of monks and priests chanting scriptures, no matter what the relatives and friends who come to pay homage to pay homage, their faces are all solemn at this moment. A large number of white paper money outside the mourning hall is blown up and down by the wind like snowflakes. In the mourning hall, the Qin family members were standing or kneeling, weeping bitterly.

Qin Ji stood helplessly in the corner of the mourning hall, her face was pale, her shoulders, hands and feet, and even her whole body were trembling slightly. This was the scene she was most afraid of, but it was so real that it unfolded in front of her in an instant.

In that instant, her already fragile soul was crushed, and she was drawn into it without any resistance, and she couldn't even think normally.

Even if I know it's all fake, I can't go back to a few months ago, and I was still visiting Ouyang Mansion at night with my benefactors just now, these are all doubtful things...

——However, people are emotional creatures after all. When the emotions that have been suppressed for a long time burst out, they will directly crush rationality.

"...until my husband dies, I will not be his wife. You can rest assured that my title will always be just a concubine..."

The indifferent voice came, full of bitter sarcasm.

Qin Ji looked subconsciously, and saw a woman with forehead makeup on her brows, a high bun, a wide-sleeve shirt and a pomegranate skirt, who appeared at some point not far away, just like that look at yourself.

She was panicked and anxious in her heart, and she instinctively defended herself: "No... I didn't think about it that way..."

"No matter what you think, in the hearts of my husband and my parents-in-law, I am a thousand times better than your wife! If it weren't for my husband's kindness and caring about the old love, it would be your turn to be the wife today!"

The woman smiled mockingly, and her tone became more pungent.

"..."

"..."

Qin Ji's face became even paler. She had heard this kind of words once before at the Thousand Buddha Pagoda, and it was still so harsh when she heard it again, but she had no way to refute it. Instead, she subconsciously felt that what the other party said was actually quite right. .

In fact, she had already "teared" herself into two people, one was the accusing self, and the other was the accused self.She felt that everything was her own fault, and she blamed herself for the whole tragedy, turning it into anger and resentment towards herself, and even she was constantly attacking herself.

It's all my fault...

It's all my own fault...

If I hadn't acted impulsively, but continued to think of other ways with my husband, maybe many things would be different...

If he hadn't left a book in a fit of anger and left him alone for four years, maybe he wouldn't have died.Even if I can make up my mind earlier and come back a few months earlier, it may be a different scene...

In this mood, her fists were clenched tightly, her knuckles turned white with force, and she felt bleeding in her heart, as if a wound that hadn't healed was brutally torn open again.

And Jiang's pungent sarcasm is still ringing out, or this is caused by Qin Ji's tendency to attack herself. In fact, it is not Jiang who is scolding her, but her own heart is blaming herself, and what is shown is Such a scene.

The mourning hall is full of sadness.

Some people were choking and talking, and some gray-haired old people were crying loudly, full of grief from the white-haired people to the black-haired people.

But they didn't seem to notice at all that the two women in the corner, or they turned a blind eye, heard but didn't hear, and directly ignored the past, as if Qin Ji and Jiang were in another space completely different from them.

The sound of monks chanting scriptures, the sound of choking and crying, all kinds of sounds, just like this mourning hall, seem to be just a simple background.

Qin Ji also didn't notice it, she just lowered her head, her face was pale, her mind went blank, she silently endured the harsh accusations, feeling the heartbreaking pain.

"...Before Xianggong was alive, I was the one who waited around day and night, made medicine and dressed him, and he also treated me like a treasure..."

"... Husband and wife are of the same mind, and their hearts are connected. Even...even if his illness can no longer be cured, in just a few months, he is like a couple of gods..."

"...What? You don't like to hear? Don't you like to hear how my husband and I are in love? That's right, you left him for four full years! It's not four days, four months, it's four years! How do you still have the face now? Come here, I think Mr. Xiang is not willing to see you again..."

She felt that all the movements around her were going away, she was sinking into the darkness that could swallow everything, and Jiang's pungent duties came from the distant horizon one after another.

Slowly, it seemed that even her consciousness began to blur, and when she was about to completely sink into the boundless darkness, a soft voice suddenly came quietly.

"Dream shadows, mist and flowers are all empty. Because my thoughts are messy, I just chase away the dust, it's better--everything is scattered!"

At the same time, in just a split second, a strange force seemed to come from far away, like the gentle moonlight illuminating the earth covered in darkness, directly dispelling the confusion, emptiness, and sorrow. , Pain, loneliness, helplessness and other negative emotions.

The mourning hall, the cries, the Jiang family, all the scenes composed of all of these disappeared together in the suddenly shattered space.

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"..."

Qin Ji raised her head in a daze, and found herself standing in a space with uncertain light and dark, illusory and deep, where there seemed to be various colors constantly changing, like a million-color mirror.

And not far in front of him, there was a beautiful girl in blue and purple gauze with picturesque eyes staring at him.That kind of clear yet slightly cold and dreamy temperament is really impressive.

Qin Ji subconsciously blurted out: "Miss Liu? It's you?!"

"It's me, Sister Qin Ji... It seems that I succeeded. This unknown dream that involved us is full of chaos, blurred and changing, and it can be said to be full of vistas. It took me a lot of effort to find where you are."

Liu Mengli exhaled lightly, seemed to be relieved, smiled and said softly——

"The spirit of the dreamer is beyond imagination. Compared with the spirit of ordinary people, it is like competing with the bright moon in the sky with the light of fireflies... But fortunately, he doesn't seem to be deliberately targeting us, so he can let us I have room to play."

"So that's it, is this a dream... Wait, you mean, we entered someone's dream? When exactly..."

Qin Ji's mental state is very bad. What happened just now had a great secondary impact on her, and she was so depressed that she was a little slow to react. It took a few breaths of hindsight before she realized it.

She suddenly felt horrified and stunned. If she broke into some legendary mysterious formation and was fascinated without knowing it, then this is understandable...

But the fairy-like girl in front of her said, is there actually someone who is dreaming, and the spirit is so powerful, that she and others are involved in her dream in a natural divergence? !

What happened just now?Could it be that the dreamer even knew the most feared thing in her heart, or that he had already seen through all her secrets when she was involved in it?

"That's not the case. Although we are involved in that person's dream, it is equivalent to our own dreaming in his dream. It is just a dream within a dream contained in a bigger dream... ..."

Liu Mengli explained softly that although she didn't know the specific rules of this dream realm, she could still be sure about such things.

"That is to say, it was actually me just now..." Qin Ji's expression changed, but then she smiled wryly and shook her head again and again, feeling somewhat at ease.

But at the next moment, she seemed to think of something, and subconsciously looked at the dreamlike beautiful girl with colored glass in front of her: "Wait, in this way, why, Miss Liu...you don't seem to be affected?"

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"..."

Liu Mengli smiled and said nothing, just looked at her quietly.

"Sorry, I took the liberty..."

Qin Ji came to her senses, and found that she was in a completely messed up mood now, not at all like the sassy heroine who walked the rivers and lakes happily and enmity. She sighed a long time, calmed down and looked around at the deep void of uncertain light and dark, Open your mouth and ask:

"What should we do next?"

"If Sister Qin Ji has no objections, we can go to find other people's dreams first, and discuss other things after meeting with everyone."

The girl pondered and said, and put forward her own opinion——

"I can vaguely feel where they are, but this dream is far more than that, it is vast and boundless, and it seems to include countless dreams within dreams..."

While she was talking, she waved her hand lightly, and a strange change suddenly occurred around her.

It seems that the rotation of a kaleidoscope will continue to combine different patterns. You can faintly see all directions, up, down, left, and right. It seems that the clouds and mists have dispersed, revealing the colorful world behind.

In the deepest place where the light and darkness are uncertain, illusory and deep, there are countless bright spots like stars, some are dim, and some are bright. These are countless lingering memories and countless wishes, just like peeping into the dreams of countless people. Feel--

There are scholars who study hard in the cold window, and the red sleeves add fragrance...

There are swords, lights and swords, people in the rivers and lakes who are full of hostility and circling evil spirits...

There is also a sunset that is infinitely good, but it is just the lamentation, regret and fear of the dying people near dusk...

With just a glimpse, Qin Ji saw so many scenes that made her dizzy, she couldn't help but said in surprise: "This is..."

"It's a dream...the dream of many people." Liu Mengli said softly, watching this scene, her eyes were full of brilliance, "This number is probably the entire Chenzhou people, all dreams are linked together... "

"What?!" Qin Ji was also taken aback, "That is to say, someone really wants to harm the people in Chenzhou?"

"Probably not, dreams are not only nightmares, but also sweet dreams or ordinary dreams, and we are involved in it when we are awake, and we have a preconceived feeling that we have fallen into a trap, and our thoughts will lead to danger. Huansheng..."

The fairy-like girl glanced at Qin Ji and sighed softly.

"And these people... they are not awake when they dream, and they often don't realize anything. Their dreams are relatively unaffected, maybe they are just dreaming."

"But is there any point in doing this?"

"I don't know." Liu Mengli said lightly, she was only able to confirm the nature and many characteristics of the dream, but it was impossible to know the person who caused all this and what it was for.

"Maybe it's necessary to practice a special technique? Or maybe it's just that person... What's wrong with his state of mind, and he can't control it?" She thought about it, and felt that maybe it was just these two possibilities.

"We discuss here, and we probably won't get an answer..." Qin Ji forced herself to calm down, and looked directly at the beautiful girl in front of her, "Miss Liu, please lead the way, let's find someone else first..."

"Well, that's fine...but Sister Qin Ji, we were still in our own dreams before, and the things we faced, no matter whether they were dangerous or not, were at least transformed by our own thoughts and memories, and they were relatively familiar things. "

Liu Mengli nodded, hesitated for a moment, and reminded again.

"But now, when we wake up, we need to use the dreams of the people of Chenzhou to travel through, or directly travel in the dreams of the dreamers. What we need to face is the dreams of the people of Chenzhou, or simply the dreams of the dreamers. ..."

In the case of the former, it is not too troublesome, but in the case of the latter, it is very likely to mean a huge threat.

When ordinary people dream, the danger they dream about is often the same thing... However, the dreamer's spirit is so strong, it may be the existence of gods and gods, who knows what scenes and things will be transformed from his mind and memory?

When Liu Mengli was very young, she knew that she was different from others. She could easily come and go in dreams, and could affect other people's dreams. That's why she was able to do such a thing.

But because she is very familiar with this field, she feels that she has no idea, knowing that the next step may be dangerous.

(End of this chapter)