[Chu Liuxiang Mobile Game Dark Cloud] Big Dream Floating Life gl

The peach branches moved with the wind, and a few light shadows fluttered down. When I opened my eyes, two magpies were arguing on the branches. They each had a bunch of white hairs around their eyes, and their tail feathers were very long, and they were still flowers.I looked at the novelty, and followed them flying from the branches to the top of the tree, looking away, the mountainside was filled with mist, I wrapped my coat tightly, and stared down at the pile of firewood that was extinguished in front of me.

What day is this in the dream?

The ashes were still hot, and black to the touch.I couldn't help but feel a little puzzled—Of course I know that in the dream world, if you don't eat, drink, or heal your wounds, you won't die, but hunger, thirst, cold, and pain can't be avoided like this embers, which is really a headache.

My head was muddled, as if it had been filled with a layer of paste. Then I remembered that it had been a while since I said goodbye to the old woman. The collision between the army and the army was also fake, but I still went south in a daze, hoping to break free from the dream.I traveled day and night, and when I was tired, I also seriously recalled the old events of the year, in order to wait and see the changes.

Now I was wrong again.

Since entering the mountains, the mountains are overlapping, passing by waterfalls, peach blossom forests, turning around the mountain and encountering villas, every place is familiar, but there is no end in sight.

I caught two palm-length small river fish, and squatted by the river to open them up and scrape their scales. The fish curled up their tails and squeezed out streams of blood from the scales and from the cut belly. A mass of red quickly dispersed.

I didn't dare to relax during this journey, and I repeatedly reminded myself not to indulge in dreams.

But until now, I haven't thought about it... I don't dare to think about it——

Maybe I'm already dead, as Jiayan often said: Zhuang Zhou Xiaomeng, how do you know life and death?

The firewood ignited sparks, and a ball of fluffy flames sprang up. The tongue of fire licked the hay and slowly heated the fish on it.

The sky is clear, the flowers are falling in the valley, the peach petals are falling on my clothes and hair, there is a small open fire in front of my eyes, two grilled fish, the pink color, the beautiful fragrance... Although I am a little fussy about this season The peach blossoms are unreasonable, but I have to admit that this is a beautiful dream.

I struggled to take care of the two fish, but unfortunately I was hungry and sleepy, and in the end I still leaned against the peach tree and became unconscious.Sleeping in a dream sounds incredible, but if I didn't wake up, I wouldn't know I was dozing off, and I might just sleep forever.

What woke me up was the sound of a bell.

The sound of the bell is light, but it touches the heart and soul in every thread. I am familiar with this voice. It often rings on the battlefield, in restaurants and medical halls, and in every corner of the rivers and lakes. I even laughed and said: You Yunmeng He walks with sound, and he is sure to catch one. If he goes to assassinate, it will be a joke.

She was naturally unconvinced, and she even revealed a reward for teaching the flower pickers a lesson, committing crimes in the street, arrogantly using lightness kung fu to run through the north and south of Jinling, and all the way down were death-killing bells.

she was--

"I said you weirdo, just sleep on the road like this, don't you eat any fish?"

"Prodigal son, you're going to be confused!"

The sound was like an arrow, and it shot straight as if there was a sound of cracking the sky. I could almost come back to my soul. I only felt that my mind was chaotic, my eyelids were as heavy as a thousand catties, and my body seemed to be trapped in a nightmare. He rose up: "Wake up! Are you dead!"

I woke up in a trance, a fringe slipped by my eyebrows, a disc bell slid across the skirt, and rolled to the ground with a soft sound.

In an instant, the Lingtai was cleared up.

I picked up the little bell and looked up in a trance, only to see a cow standing on the road in the bright daylight.The cow is a very common buffalo, with a big belly and round waist, with wet mud on its hooves. It shook its head and lowered its neck, and pressed down the two pairs of embroidered shoes hanging from the horns. I just saw a girl with bare feet Sitting awkwardly on the back of a bull.She flicked the willow sticks, with a little temper of a rich girl, seeing me looking over and wanting to hold up her momentum, she hesitated a few times and lowered her head in embarrassment: "You're awake...then, can you help me?"

"..."

The blush is like rain, the girl in front of her has green eyes, and her voice is immature, which is impressively the sweet words of her youth.

I froze on the spot, buzzing in my ears, and slowly, a little bit of unspeakable thought came to me amidst the mixture of shock, joy, and helplessness—it turns out that "thinking by day, dreaming at night" is like this appearance.

"Why are you here?" I asked this little Jiayan who lived with the dream.

"You..." She managed to choke out a word to beg me. After waiting for a long time to hear this sentence, she immediately became a little angry, sitting on the back of a cow holding a lotus lantern, and asked me straightforwardly: "Why should I Can't come, who are you, do you know me?"

She speaks clearly, even when arguing with others, before I can answer, she hums: "I don't know you."

This is angry.I held back my laughter and pulled myself together to look her up and down.But my hair is disheveled, I wear a tattered coat, and a long blade hangs on the ground, so I don't look like a good person at all.

"Then you are Yunmeng." I approached her, "Why are you here?"

I bluffed with a straight face, and Xiao Jiayan shrank his shoulders holding the lamp.

"The world is in chaos, and doctors come to the world to save people's lives. You all say that I am Yunmeng, so why can't I come?" She said boldly.

The answer is really irrelevant. Originally, there was no need to delve into the dialogue in the dream, but this sentence came from her, and the words "world chaos" stuck in my heart for no reason... That's right, since I am Cong Shuang in the second year of Jianwen, why is this in front of me? It can't be the good words of the second year of Jianwen.

I was worried that she would be in danger again, so I quickly re-watched her beard and tail, and saw that she was holding the precious lotus lantern, and her clothes were clean and tidy. The hero is unavoidably anxious. Since the young hero has traveled here, he must have seen a lot, I wonder...can you clear up my doubts?"

I followed her wish to address her, and even boasted a few words. Xiao Jiayan blushed, and glanced at me with warm eyes. resentment.

"I hurt my foot. If you promise to carry me on your back, I will tell you how to get out." She lifted her foot and touched my arm with her toe.

It was only then that I realized that one of her feet was hanging under the hem of her clothes, and I quickly reached out to fish it out. She shrank back while crying out for pain, but in the end she didn’t get over it, and I still saw her swollen ankle.

There should have been a hematoma before, and Jiayan made an opening on the side to drain the dirty blood. Although the wound is still swollen, the skin color is normal, and the medicine has been applied well, so it seems to be all right.

"To save others, you must first save yourself." I remembered her righteous words before, so I couldn't help but start worrying.When Jiayan was young, he had a blunt temperament, and he was a hot-hearted person who was in a hurry. He only learned to hold back after he was in trouble. He is a rare cold-hearted group among Yunmeng doctors. said.

"You have exposed yourself like this, but what if I am a bad person?" I stretched out my arms and hugged her down, and couldn't help thinking about her, probably because what I said made sense, she didn't make any noise, and wrapped her arms around me. The neck obediently retracted into the bosom.

I had nothing to say for a while, and carried her to the tree without complaint. However, I overestimated my current size and injury, and the severe pain in my ribs could not be relieved, so I could only sit down against the tree.

"You're hurt." I didn't have time to stop her, she groped into my coat and got a few bloodstains on her fingers.

"To save others, you have to save yourself first, huh?" She sat on my lap, leaned her face closer and countered with eloquence.

Originally, the wound was bursting open and painful, but seeing her like this made me feel a little happy.

"Don't hurry." She stared and got angry, pressed me to lie down, and came straight to tear my clothes.

"Hey, what are you doing, young man?" I couldn't dodge, and grabbed the neckline solemnly.

Xiao Jiayan slapped my hand away, her eyes were red with anger, I didn't see it right, so I could only lie down under the tree and let her go, Jiayan looked reckless, her cool fingers fell and just lightly brushed across my cheeks. waist and abdomen.

She lowered her head and looked very depressed. I knew that these wounds were terrible. One wound was on the right flank, which broke three ribs and almost shattered the liver. Survival was all due to luck.These injuries from childhood, these are the earliest and most painful ones, will leave scars even in the past ten or twenty years.

If Jiayan was here, she would recognize it too.

"Anyway, if it doesn't hurt, it's all fake." I comforted her.

"How can this be done? I need to bandage it up." Her voice was a little hoarse, "Actually, I am not a young hero. I originally entered Yan with my senior sister, and I was supposed to go back in March. Who knew that the war was delayed. I received a post the day before yesterday to go to the Qingfeng Gang To be a guest is also to seek refuge."

"When I passed Liutongzi Mountain, I ran to pick ginseng for fun, and sprained my foot on the cliff, so I lost touch with them."

I was surprised that this good story about the past was only brought up as "invited by the Qingfeng Gang to treat Yunmeng and others." She never mentioned these details, so since I don't know, this is probably fabricated .

But even if it's the little good words born with dreams, and the playbooks added indiscriminately, I feel very sad when I know the past and future.

"Don't worry, you and they will be fine."

I stroked her ear hair, she rubbed against my hand, bent down very naturally, the posture was so familiar, I actually had the illusion that she would suddenly pounce on me and kiss me, so I hurriedly held my breath, she smiled like a cat The little fox propped himself up on his elbows when he got close, and leaned his head obediently on my neck.

I breathed a sigh of relief and laughed at myself for thinking too much, and I couldn't help being a little ashamed.

She clung to me, like a ball of warm soft velvet. This long and arduous trek finally stopped making me nervous. The thread in my brain snapped, but someone continued.

"You can take a break," she whispered, "I'll call you later."

Before the words were finished, sleepiness rushed over in an instant, and I fell into sleep at once. I closed my eyes and saw her concentrating her internal energy on her back, so strong that she distorted the light and wind, as if she was wearing a pair of butterfly wings, bulging ripples towards her. The surrounding spread, and a rainbow was thrown into the thick mist.

She is still too young, and her inner strength is not as golden as before, but the moves are still familiar.

What is this called.

Oh, Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly, good dreams always come true.

Good dreams are short-lived, and deep sleep naturally has no dreams. Whether it is the internal force from the good words, or this short period of lethargy, it is a hearty heavy rain for me.

When he woke up again, the fog had all dissipated, the mountains, rocks and trees in front of him were clear, and the shape of Fufeng was also depicted in the shape of the mountains in the distance.There are three Phoenix Mountains, which are connected to form a phoenix head, a phoenix body and a phoenix tail, while Xianren Mountain guides the way in front, and there are six boys under the seat, which can be called extremely auspicious.

...is it really Liutongzi Mountain?

There are only six small dirt hills, going straight and unobstructed. It took only one day to go from the front of the mountain to the back of the mountain, but I was trapped for so long...

I checked the wound again, Yunmeng's medicinal powder was applied in a thick layer, the wound stopped bleeding, and a thin scab formed in a short while, I looked at Xiao Jiayan, who was playing with the bell, and wanted to remind her that the medicine is precious, after all, the road ahead It's still long, save as much as you can...

Forget it, it's just a dream anyway.

"Didn't you let me recite it? Come on," I squatted down with my back to her, raised my hand in greeting, and said, "I'll take you to find Senior Sister."

She didn't make a sound, I was wondering and wanted to look back, but I was hugged tightly by her arms again, I was still a child, I shook my head and turned me upside down.

She stuck to me tightly, presumably to save me effort, the sun was lazily shining, I picked up a shaded bluestone road and went down the mountain, with peach blossoms raining on both sides, it took a long time before I heard her muffledly say: "My name is Ye Jiayan...you are not allowed to abandon me."

"Don't forget me too." She asked in a low voice.

The mountains and forests are as deep as the sea, and the wind blows like tides. I turned a corner and asked her which way to go. She pointed, and I didn't doubt it, so I just kept walking.

She leaned on her back and pinched my ears, insisting that I make a promise.

Walking through the mountains and walking down the hundred-step stone steps, the more noisy you go, the chirping of birds, the sound of apes, and even the shouts of mountain people, this is completely different from the silent valley before. In other words, this is a dream and a play. It's like opening a new chapter.

I don't have so much affection to express, talk less and do more, don't think about it if you can.But in the final analysis, in such a dream where life and death are unknown, it is meaningless to abide by these iron laws of survival.

"My name is Cong Shuang."

I stand at the end of the mountain forest, one step away is the tall mountain gate, there are still peach blossoms under my feet, but it is early winter behind the mountain gate, there is a thin snow falling between the bare branches, the market is in a mess, there are children and daughters everywhere, A few yellow and thin young men stumbled forward, fleeing barefoot.

They bumped into the mountain gate, but they didn't pass through, instead they disappeared without a trace.

"Fortunately, I can meet you."

I suddenly understood that the reason I couldn't see the mountain, and I couldn't walk to the winter of the second year of Jianwen, was because I didn't have the determination to push my memory forward.

It's like a boat lost its light, a blind man lost his walking stick, a playbook lost a page and no words, and the samurai had to flip and shoot flower guns on the stage.After all, this is not a mission that can be rushed to death by gritting one's teeth, nor is it a choice made after weighing the pros and cons. As the most fundamental bullseye, it is simply whether you want to or not.Sure enough, throwing away the armor of morality and responsibility, the heart is the most unarmed and tempered.

The direction of the heart can break through thousands of mountains and ravines.

I want to take Jiayan to see my senior sister, and I want to send her back to Yunmeng.

——This turned out to be the simplest decision.

I stepped out of the mountain gate, and the cold wind and snow hit my face.