Zuo Hufa's acting skills are top-notch

"Stop making trouble." Rong Mushi helped him pick up the snacks that had been thrown on the floor and hugged him, then stretched out her hand to give him a hand, "This thing is not your brother's alone. If you tell me, Xiao Nian will It would be embarrassing."

"That's right." Ou Dingchen stood up unwillingly, "It's rare to have such an opportunity...it's a pity."

"Okay, let's go over and help make lunch." Rong Mushi held the snacks in one hand, and held Ou Dingchen with the other, "Even if I can't help you, you should sit on the side and accompany you."

The two walked to Du Nian and Ou Mingyu and sat down cross-legged.The four of them were chatting lively.In the mountaineering bag not far away, it was randomly stuffed into the innermost wooden box. The blood-stained Huanxi Zen exuded a faint red gleam, and the blood on the two portraits gradually disappeared from the outermost layer. , penetrated into the depths, and gradually spread out, until the whole Huanxi Zen statue revealed a faint red, and the gleam gradually dissipated.

In city C, which is thousands of miles away, in a courtyard with carved railings and painted buildings, in a tightly closed room with doors and windows closed, a faint smell of wine wafted out from the crack in the door.

"It's rare that you are so interested in Chongyang this year." A tall man took a white porcelain wine cup from Yi Yu's hand. The wine cup was filled with golden wine, and a golden chrysanthemum floated in the center, with its petals fully blooming.

"I haven't received many jobs in the past two years, so my body will naturally recover." Yi Yu smiled and picked up his wine cup, and took a sip of the wine.

At this moment, a crisp bell rang, and Yi Yu looked in the direction where the sound came from.The bell that made the sound was a small silver bell that hung on a screen in the room.The screen is surrounded by a sea of ​​clouds, and above the clouds and mist floats a pair of lifelike figures, including men and women, and men and women, with ambiguous postures, and some even in the posture of intercourse.But now, on the rightmost one of the eight screens, the feet of two monks hugging each other were suddenly covered by the sea of ​​clouds.It's just that this change is too small, and it's hard for outsiders to notice this change if you don't point it out.

Yi Yu stared at the screen for a while, and suddenly said "Huh", with a trace of surprise on his face: "It's actually..." But there was no more text.

"What's wrong?" The man also looked towards the screen.

"The little thing I sent out before has already been used. It's just that the way I used it was a bit unexpected." Yi Yu lazily leaned back on the armrest, picked up the wine cup, and drank half of the glass of wine, with a satisfied expression on his face expression.

"Which one is it?" The man also became curious. "Speaking of which, no one has asked you for this thing for decades. Try to remember things from your previous life."

"Everyone is busy making a living, so there is no one who is free to think about the things in his previous life." Yi Yu pointed with his finger, "Here, that's it."

The man also saw the portrait with the pair of feet wrapped in clouds and mist. After looking carefully for a long time, he suddenly showed a surprised expression: "It turned out to be a father and son..." He paused, "There will be no bad sequelae."

"No." Yi Yu waved his hand, "This Yin Stone was originally just the antidote for Meng Po Tang, but the ones who wanted to remember their previous lives were all lovers whose names were engraved on the Sansheng Stone. Love couples, that's why they were carved into these appearances.

"Remembering the memory of the previous life, you need to drip the blood of the two people on the cause stone. But these two people don't have to be lovers. It's just that the lover whose name is engraved on the Sansheng stone will be connected because of the cause and effect of several lives. , and cause the memory to loosen more easily. In fact, anyone who has a deep entanglement of cause and effect in the previous life can use the cause stone to wake up the memory, not limited to husband and wife lovers, brothers, friends, parents and children, and even enemies. OK."

"So that's how it is." The man suddenly realized, and asked again, "Speaking of which, isn't this man seeking joy Zen for his lover?"

"Indeed." Yi Yu said, "500 million, plus his descendants. But now it seems that his lover likes children very much, so he probably didn't tell his lover about the existence of this thing."

"However, I've already done it. He is doomed to have no children. Therefore, even if he doesn't want to recall the memory of his previous life, even if the other drop of blood is not his lover's, they still have to do it on the Double Ninth Festival." .”

"So, by fate, he wants to remember those things and pay the price." The man sighed, "It's a destiny."

Yi Yu gently caressed the warm wine cup, and his cold fingers brought a little warmth: "When the portrait is completely covered by clouds and mist, it is time for the memory to fully recover. At this speed, you can fully remember it in more than a month." Get up. Tell me, can he find out during this period of time?"

As he said that, he suddenly laughed himself, sat up, held up the exquisite long-mouth wine jug and said, "Why should we worry about other people's affairs. Come, drink."

The day of the Double Ninth Festival was sunny, it was night, the sky was so clean that there was not even a cloud, and the sky was full of broken stars.Du Nian and Ou Mingyu were lying in a tent with a transparent top, squeezed into a double sleeping bag, looking at the night sky, saying these words one after another.

At some point, Ou Mingyu felt that he fell asleep, and the bright starry sky twisted and disappeared from his eyes. When it unfolded again, he found himself in an antique room again, burning with sweet spices , surrounded by a ring of hairpins and hairpins, laughing and talking.He was held in the arms of a woman who smelled of flowers.She patted Ou Mingyu's body lightly, and a middle-aged woman's voice came over: "Master Shaozhuang is born intelligent, and I heard from the people in the front yard that he has already learned the first three moves of Lingshuang swordsmanship."

"Yu'er is only three years old, and he can't stand still. How can he use a sword?" The woman holding him said dissatisfied, "When the owner comes back, go and call the owner. A young child practicing martial arts? I'm not afraid of spoiling the seedlings..."

The scene changed rapidly, and he found himself sitting in another person's arms. It was a man who was holding his hand and teaching him to write with a brush.He suddenly found that his hands had become like those of a three or four-year-old child, and he could barely hold the brush. With the help of the man behind him, he wrote the words "Ou Mingyu" crookedly.

"It's really well written." The man behind him smiled, "You can write so well for the first time, Yu'er is really smart."

That night, Ou Mingyu dreamed one dream after another. From the perspective of a three-year-old child, he witnessed the childhood life of an ancient young master. When he woke up, the child had already grown to six years old.

"Didn't sleep well?" Du Nian touched the shadow under Ou Mingyu's eyes, "No, you went to bed early last night. Last night, I talked for a long time, but you didn't respond. When you looked up, you realized that you had already slept. Fell asleep."

"Dream too much." Ou Mingyu pinched the bridge of his nose, "It took a long time and it was very complicated."

"Are you too tired?" Du Nian knelt behind him and rubbed his head, "What did you dream about?"

Ou Mingyu frowned: "Dream...a child." He briefly described the scene in his dream.

Du Nian laughed and said, "Mr. Ou's brain is too active, this plot can be used to make a movie."

Ou Mingyu also laughed, and the two talked for a while, and he felt that he was much more energetic.

Walking out of the tent, he only saw Rong Mushi cooking something, saw two people coming out, and said: "Dingchen didn't rest well, I'll let him sleep for a while."

"Don't worry." Ou Mingyu said.

Another hour later, Ou Dingchen crawled out of the tent, sat down beside Rong Mushi, and lay down on Rong Mushi's lap, humming for a long time: "I had a nightmare."

"What did you dream about?" Du Nian asked with interest.

"I dreamed." Ou Dingchen shuddered, "I dreamed that my elder brother became my father, and Xiao Nian became my mother! And I call my elder brother my father and Xiao Nian my mother. My elder brother hugged me." Looking at me, Xiao Nian told me stories and coaxed me to eat! I'll go! It's too scary!"