dream* romance

Those two entangled daffodils

In the dimly lit room, Zhu Zi opened his eyes, and gasped violently in his throat.

He patted his chest hard, went downstairs to drink a glass of water, a helpless smile flashed across his face.

"What kind of dream am I having? I actually dreamed of such a thing. I was really scared to death. The two men who appeared in the end are really hard to describe."

After eating a piece of fruit and drinking a cup of coffee, by the time Zhu Zi sat at the computer desk, he had already forgotten the dream he had just had.

He didn't care, he just turned on the computer, chatting in various groups, and typing in the small black room at the same time.

In the blink of an eye, two or three hours passed, and the 6000 update of Zhu Xiao had been completed.

He happily sent out today's task, and after talking to the readers, he picked up his phone and read the novel.

Mix it up, the day just passed by.Zhu Zi yawned, just like in the past, after taking a bath, he climbed onto the bed and fell asleep.

...I am the dividing line between reality and dream...

In the lush medicine garden, An Chang was wearing a blue costume of an outer disciple. With his fingers inserted, he let several palm-sized black clouds gather in the air, and rainwater with spiritual energy fell.

This is the method of summoning the clouds and calling the rain. As long as you know the specific process of casting the spell, even a slightly smarter practitioner can learn it.

However, powerful cultivators can turn deserts into oceans.For a cultivator who is not strong enough, the rainwater brought down is enough to water a garden.

The tricks one after another, attracting rain again and again.After half an hour, all the medicinal materials have received the rain and dew, showing a vigorous appearance.

An Chang blinked his eyes lightly, ready to turn and leave expressionlessly.Today's mission has been completed, and he is now free to move about.Now this body of mana is not pure enough, it needs to be tempered all the time.

After walking a few steps outside, he saw a person standing not far away.Wearing a feather crown and a blue robe, with a cold temperament and a face like a crown jade, the whole person looks extraordinary.

If it weren't for the blush on this person's cheeks, it would be like applying a layer of rouge.Otherwise, with this person's frosty temperament, it seems that he has no popularity.

"What's your name?"

With his back to his hands, the man asked without any ups and downs in his voice.

An Chang blinked again, and replied with a calm expression.

"An Chang!"

Hearing this, the man asked again: "Have you solved the mystery of the unborn child?"

An Chang nodded and replied calmly.

"It has been cracked."

A trace of satisfaction flashed in the man's eyes, and he asked.

"How much do you remember?"

"All."

An Chang calmly stared at the person not far away, and replied decisively.

The man nodded, dropped a word, and turned around to leave.

"Go back to the cave at night, I will wait for you."

An Chang looked at the back of the man who turned and left, and didn't nod, didn't shake his head, didn't agree, and didn't refuse.

But both of them knew that he would go.A word back explains everything, and it clarifies cause and effect.

Walking out of the medicine garden slowly, An Chang heard a pair of cultivators approaching him discussing that Master Yan Hua, who had been in seclusion for 20 years, had left the seclusion.It is said that the senior is handsome and charming, but I don't know if there is a chance to meet him?

An Chang brushed past those two people and was not interested in such a topic.Because of the legendary real Yan Hua, he had already had a face-to-face meeting in the medicine garden.It can even be said that he is the real Yan Hua, and the real Yan Hua is him.

More than 20 years ago, Immortal Yan Hua closed his cave tightly, once again groaning in pain in the torment of desire.

He was smart since he was a child, and he practiced his own self-created exercises.I don't know if it's because something went wrong in the practice, or the deduction of the exercises is wrong.

Every other month, his body felt as if he had taken spring medicine. His whole body was hot, and his passion/desire was rolling. There was no other way but to help himself vent it, or to retreat all year round.

Unless you give up everything and rebuild other exercises, or fall into reincarnation and start all over again.At that time, it is natural to be able to abandon all side effects and climb the peak again.

As for double cultivation with other people, it is absolutely impossible.Not to mention that Yan Hua has high vision and cleanliness.In other words, the exercises he cultivated cannot tolerate other auras.

After thinking about it for a few days, Master Yan Hua chose a golden mean.He split the soul into two, half fell into reincarnation, and grew into himself again.The other half continue to stay in the physical body, practicing in closed doors.

An Chang is the real Yan Hua who was reincarnated and rebuilt. He saw through the mystery of the womb when he was in the womb, and once again devoted himself to this sect, waiting to meet him.

Both An Chang and Yan Hua knew about the plot 20 years ago.In the following time, they either merged into one, or entangled endlessly.

In the evening, after taking a bath, An Chang put on new clothes and quietly left the place where the outer disciples lived.From beginning to end, it was not discovered by anyone.

In the following time, he skillfully stepped over formations one after another, passed through barriers one after another safely, and finally came to the bamboo house in the bamboo forest.

Walking up the steps step by step, An Chang pushed open the door of the bamboo house and walked to the bedroom in silence.This is the place where he has lived for an unknown number of years, and he knows how to get there even with his eyes closed.

Opening and closing the bedroom door, under the light of a luminous pearl, he passed through a screen and looked at the person sitting cross-legged on the bamboo couch.The man didn't seem to notice An Chang, he was still holding a copy of Daoist scriptures and flipping through it with relish.

An Chang didn't say much, just stepped forward and walked forward gently.Then, he unceremoniously sat on one side of the bamboo couch, bent down to take off his shoes and socks, and got on the bamboo couch.

Unlike in the daytime, the feather crown on Yan Hua's head has been taken off, and a head of black hair is scattered down casually, as beautiful as a waterfall flying down three thousand feet.A rigorous cyan robe has also been taken off, replaced by a snow-white middle coat.

An Chang glanced at it, then stopped looking. Instead, he took off the headband and let his black hair fall down his entire back.That demeanor, that kind of temperament, that kind of elegance, except for the difference in appearance, are all exactly the same.

Putting the broken hair behind his ears, he sat down beside Yan Hua.Then, he stretched out his fingers and lightly touched the Taoist scripture in Yan Hua's hand.From beginning to end, he didn't say a word.

After all, it is the same person, and I know what the other person is thinking.With a flash of light in Yan Hua's hand, the Taoist scriptures in his hand became two copies.Then, he naturally handed over another book/Taoist scriptures and sent it to An Chang.

An Chang took the quaint Taoist scripture with a normal expression, and started to read page after page.Not long after, he finally opened his mouth and said a scripture with a calm expression.

Yan Hua immediately opened his mouth with a sympathetic heart, and answered a scripture with a blank face.Then, in the following time, the two of them talked about this scripture.

Time passed bit by bit, just when An Chang and Yan Hua were talking, Yan Hua's face suddenly changed.The skin that was originally like white jade was dyed blood-colored, it looked like a rosy white, and it was extraordinarily charming.

An Chang paused, and directly closed the Taoist scripture in his hand.Then, he took the Taoist scriptures in Yan Hua's hand slowly, and put them on the side of the bamboo couch together with the Taoist scriptures in his own hand.

Yan Hua gasped lightly, as if everything in front of her eyes had become a mess.He tightly grasped the quilt under him, resisting the feeling of being comfortable and uncomfortable, but unsatisfying.

After more than 20 years, he has been in a state of retreat, and once again experienced the embarrassment of that year.Fortunately, the backhand he arranged back then has grown, otherwise he would have retreated forever.

An Chang sighed and hugged him directly in his arms.He swiftly undid the tie, revealing the muscular figure under the snow-white coat.

After he was reincarnated, he got rid of the predicament of the year.But Yan Hua is still in the original physical body, continuing to practice the original exercises.Naturally, the side effects continued.

An hour later, An Chang helped Yan Hua, who was disheveled, and walked step by step to the pool not far away.It was stream water drawn from afar, and because of the arrangement of formations, it was not only running water, but also maintained a certain high temperature.

When the two came to the edge of the pool, An Chang let go of Yan Hua's hand, skillfully took out the flower basket from the counter beside him, and sprinkled white and blood-red plum blossom petals into the water.

As if in an instant, a clear fragrance rose from the air and gradually permeated the entire bathroom.Soaked in hot water, those dry petals are like plum blossoms that have just bloomed, showing the most charming colors.

Yan Hua took off his clothes and submerged into the water bit by bit.An Chang on the other side did the same, took off all the clothes on his body expressionlessly, and sat face to face with Yan Hua to take a bath.

The steaming hot water scattered the petals on the round shoulders, outlining a charming picture.If someone sees this scene, they will definitely be in a state of mind and cannot help themselves.

Unfortunately, the only people who saw this scene were An Chang and Yan Hua.The other party is himself, and he has long been used to seeing it, and there is no strange feeling at all.

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