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There was a muffled crackling sound from the flames, and Mengli came back to her senses, listening to the occasional chirping of insects outside the cave, looked back at the boy who was already asleep, and remembered the shopkeeper she met during the day.

Slightly narrowing his eyes, he put down the wooden stick in his hand, and turned into purple light and left.

The town at night was pitch black, and the faint sound of drums could be heard in the distance. Mengli found the piano shop effortlessly according to her memories of the day.

After extracting the shopkeeper's memory about the lyrics and music, Mengli cast a sleeping spell on him, walked to the study room, lit the oil lamp, laid out the paper, held the pen with his right hand, and swiped his left hand in the air, and his memory appeared.

I saw the man's silent care for her wife; I saw him learn the piano art for her; I saw him resolutely abandon the glory of the young master of the scholarly family, cut off contact with his family, and spent all his life in order to fulfill her wish. Savings, opened this store...

I also saw him playing the piano with her in harmony; I saw him playing the piano and composing poems with her; I saw his ecstasy when his wife was pregnant; I saw the sadness when she said to keep the child and he said to keep the adult when the dystocia was difficult...

Sheet after sheet of paper was put aside, sheet music appeared from the pen one after another... After completing all the sheets, two hours had passed.

After moving her numb hands, Mengli flipped through the stack of papers full of notes and lyrics, and even she couldn't help but marvel at the woman's amazing talent.

Pulling out a few of them, a trace of complexity flashed across Meng Li's eyes, "This Li Song records the conversation between me and Ziying when we met for the last time... Could it be that...there is also a Qionghua sect here?!"

Flipping through one by one, as more than a hundred pages were turned over, Mengli's expression became more and more shocked, and the smile on her lips became even bigger, "...these songs, two out of ten The three are all about the Qionghua sect, and most of them describe Master Xuanxiao... If there is no Qionghua here, does it mean that this space is connected to the previous space?!"

The sky had turned white, and there was a faint sound of cock crowing. Mengli suppressed the joy in her heart, looked at the sky, blew out the oil lamp, put the paper grinder back to its original place, and returned to the bedroom where the shopkeeper was. .

Returning the memory to the old man, unraveling his sleeping spell, flipped through the pages of paper, moved lightly, and put the stack of papers outside.

Purple light flashed, obliterating her body, and the next moment, she appeared in an inconspicuous alley.

The air was shrouded in a thin mist, Mengli walked quietly on the street, because it was still early, there were not many pedestrians passing by, she inadvertently smelled a fragrance, stopped, looked up, not far ahead There is a dim sum stall.

Osmanthus cake, louver cake, pear candy, gold cake roll, lotus seed cake...

And buy some.

Mengli picked up a piece of sugar cake, and slightly raised the corners of her lips. After all, she was the host who took her in for a night. As a guest, how could she not take something?

The author has something to say: I found some clues, spoilers for the time-traveling female...so the unknown cannon fodder female cannon fodder... (Han...)

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