Investing in the Rebirth of the Empress, She Called Me Husband

The cold wind blew through the grass curtains of the ancestral hall, making it fiddle with the moonlight.

In front of the back door of the ancestral hall, Little Li Mo looked up and looked at Ying Bing, who was wearing a black fairy dress and flowing hair, with a faint light in her eyes. She looked more like a fairy who had just come down from the bright moon.

Why did Bing Tuozi suddenly wake up?

But it's good that she woke up... Little Li hadn't breathed a sigh of relief yet, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

She was small and cute....

Did she really just wake up?

Did she remember what happened before?

The moonlight was shining brightly at this moment, and the bright silver light illuminated the ancestral hall like a silver day, and wherever the moonlight passed, the hideousness of the tomb beasts was frozen.

Even the Nian beast was no exception, and turned into a lifelike silver statue. The difference was that its eyeballs could still move, but the gloom in its eyes had turned into fear.

But Ying Bing didn't look at it, but turned his eyes back.

"Bing'er..."

Next to the statue of the ancestors.

Ying Xuliang and his mother stared at the graceful figure.

The girl in the painting and the little figure of their daughter, reality and dream seemed to overlap slowly at this moment.

Complexity appeared on the stunned faces of the couple, and then turned into relief and comfort.

"It turns out that we... are dead, this is a dream..."

"Our daughter has grown up healthily, hahaha, good, good... That's enough."

As soon as the voice fell, silver light began to emerge from their bodies. Like other members of the Ying family, their figures seemed to merge into the moonlight and disappear.

Reality is the end of dreams.

They are about to disappear with the dream.

"You, you actually, woke up a long time ago?!"

"Only ten years, you have reached this point! You..."

The light on the black Nian beast's body cracked, and its head had broken free from it, and it lost its voice in disbelief.

Hmm?

Li Mo leaned back slightly after hearing this, and a question mark popped up on his head.

Ten years?

He keenly caught these two words.

This Nian Beast knew that Bingtuozi was dreaming, and also knew that this was her ten years later?

How could a disaster beast that existed in a dream say such a thing?

Unless.....

A thunderbolt flashed through Li Mo's mind, and he remembered that Zou Yongfeng had said that he had seen a black shadow in the old house of the Ying family.

This Nian Beast came from the outside world! ?

So Fengzi was not wrong that day!

This Nian Beast, like himself, was able to slip into other people's dreams through special means. No wonder it was stunned when it saw him for the first time, as if it had never expected that he would appear here!

The Nian Beast did not begin to dissipate with the end of the dream.

This is the best evidence!

"Crack--"

Suddenly, the clear light on the Nian Beast shattered and exploded into crystals all over the sky.

It realized that the girl in front of it was no longer the little girl from ten years ago, and even more than the girl from ten years later.

This ability to control Taiyin, even in dreams, is definitely not something that Guanshen Realm can have, otherwise it would not be so weak even in other people's dreams.

Li Mo saw the figure of the black Nian beast turned into a black wind and rolled back towards the blank space in the dream.

Buzz——

A sword sounded.

A sword shadow suddenly emerged from Taiyin. The black Nian beast was fast, but it was even faster.

Li Mo even felt that it was a bit absurd.

It was as if the sword had just appeared and it was slashed out the next moment. This was clearly something that had just happened, but it seemed to have happened a long time ago.

It was clearly just a sword slash, but it seemed as if thousands of strikes appeared at the same moment.

This sword was like a phantom that emerged from the cracks in time.

"Ah ... It was exactly the same as the black Nian beast in the dream, but not as big as in the dream.

"It hurts, it hurts so much..."

"Let me out... Let me out!"

The Nian beast rolled in pain and knocked down the broken wall next to it.

But even with such violent movements, it could not wake up from the dream.

And various hideous wounds began to appear on its body, and the wounds also emitted rolling black evil spirits, which caused it to shrink rapidly as if it was leaking air, becoming smaller and smaller.

Gradually, it became only the size of a calf and stopped moving.

Black blood flowed all over the ground.

......

Inside the ancestral hall.

The black Nian beast, which was still ferocious just now, had fallen to the ground at this time, submerged in the silver moonlight, and disappeared.

The ancestral hall in the dream became extremely quiet without the movement of it and the tomb-guarding beast.

"Dead? "

Li Mo had a hunch that this thing was not only dead in the dream, but also would not be much better in reality.

Hmm?

He suddenly realized that the perspective from which he looked at Bingtuozi was no longer looking up, but back to the way it was before.

Li Mo realized it.

This dream was becoming more and more 'real'.

So he was no longer a child, but had returned to his youth.

The bustling New Year scene just now was gone, the Ying family's clansmen were gone, and the surrounding scenes were blurry and collapsing.

The only ones left were Ying Xuliang and his mother, the greedy couple. Refusing to leave.

The one who is greedy is not them, but...

"Bingtuozi..."

Li Mo looked at Ying Bing beside him and found that her face was a little pale.

Bingtuozi's Taiyin spirit is related to time.

Now she is maintaining the dream, delaying the dream from falling into reality.

"Dad... Mom..."

The couple stared at their grown-up daughter and the boy from the Li family. There were many words they wanted to say in their eyes, but they just smiled:

"Daughter, the moon will set, the sun will rise, no matter how beautiful the dream is, you will wake up after all. ”

“After waking up, it’s good to have a good dream, good to have a good dream…”

Their figures are being decomposed into silver dots, dissipating into the invisible, and even their faces are gradually blurring.

But Li Mo clearly feels that Uncle Ying and Auntie are looking at him.

“Thank you for coming into Bing’er’s dream…”

…

More than ten years ago, an ordinary day.

The sun rises as usual, illuminating the dream-awakening time of the Ying family compound.

Some clansmen do morning exercises in the square in front of the ancestral hall, and some squat on the threshold to slurp noodles, facing the rising sun, and welcoming the new day.

The sun shines through the bed in the wing room, and Ying Xuliang wakes up hazily. He looks at the morning light outside the window and murmurs:

“My wife, I seem to have had a very long dream…”

“I dreamed that Bing’er fed me dumplings, dreamed that she grew up, and dreamed that…she stood with a boy, who seemed to be…the boy of the Li family?”

“Me…me too.” "

Ying's mother also woke up, wiped her eyes, and found that she had cried without knowing when.

"You dreamed about it too?"

"Yeah..."

"Haha, it seems that we husband and wife will not sleep in the same bed but have different dreams."

Ying Xuliang laughed.

"You look dead..." Ying's mother was so amused by her husband that she stopped crying and rolled her eyes at him.

"My wife, let's make some dumplings today and take them to Brother Li's house to see his boy and see if he is as smart and annoying as in the dream."

"I'll go ask Bing'er if she is willing to go out. ”

....

PS: Dreams are the continuation of reality, and reality is the end of dreams. I have remembered this sentence for a long time.

Bingtuozi's subsequent ability of spirit and form is also related to it. Until now, she is actually not in a complete and full blood state, not just in realm.

The reason for her rebirth, Xiao Pujie will not just brush it off. It will be revealed slowly when the realms of the two gradually rise. It is definitely more interesting to tell it slowly than to tell it openly.

I will go out for dinner to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival. There are two more chapters in the evening, so they may not be on time.

I wish all viewers a happy Mid-Autumn Festival in advance. I wish you a long life and a beautiful moon together even though we are thousands of miles apart. 030.