Dream Maker [Rebirth]

Ever since he was reborn, the memories of Lu Ci's previous life have been scattered and scattered, but he was quite impressed with the first meeting with Ji Wuzhou.

At that time, Lu Ci was a very "special" existence among all the disciples in the secret realm. There were two reasons for this: one was that he had no background, and the other was that he was talented.

The so-called "no background" means that when he arrived in the secret realm, there was no wooden sign with his surname written in his infancy.

Ever since Lizhou's senior brothers and sisters began to upload all the events of the human continent back to the secret realm on paper, Xihezhou is no longer a land completely isolated from the world.Later, the accumulated papers were turned into books, and the Library Pavilion was built. Since then, the disciples in the secret realm who have not yet left the continent have gradually deepened their understanding of the mainland.And as the disciples grew up, this "understanding" also made the relationship between them more delicate day by day.

Back then, when they were babies, there were wooden signs with their surnames and home addresses written on them. The original intention was to let them find their home after they left the continent. It is easy to know one's background and identity, as well as whether this identity is prominent, and whether there is any dispute with another disciple's family.

This level of cognition subtly classifies the disciples of the secret realm, and even begins to have a status difference of "high and low".

In such an environment, Luci, who has no background, avoids the trouble of forming cliques, dissociates from various circles, but can easily get along with various circles without hindrance.

Compared with the "no background" who has no merits and no faults, the second "talent and intelligence" can be regarded as a kind of blessing to him-he has learned everything faster than others since he was a child , no matter civil or military, he can always draw inferences from one instance at the first time, and he never hides his secrets.

Therefore, after he won the first place in the secret realm trials many times, Quejinxian gave him a blood jade finger flute that can control both spirit and mind-Fu Ling without hesitation.

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Xihe continent.

"Hey hey hey—it's about to fall, it's about to fall!"

Seeing the three cranes in the sky swooping down like arrows from the string, Luo Hanxin slammed Luci's thigh and roared.

Lu Ci standing on the boulder was shaken by him, and Fu Ling, who was sticking to his lips, blurted out many times, and the tune, which was not very skillful, turned into a road of no return.

— Whoosh whoosh!

The three cranes planted together into the dense forest.

Luci: "..."

"Ha--hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" All the brothers around the boulder clapped their legs and laughed wildly, and the laughter resounded through the sky above the grassland on the bank.

Luci crossed his hips and squinted his eyes, and began to seriously wonder if Master was playing with him—is this ghost thing able to control spirits? !

A certain junior brother made up his sword at the side: "Senior brother! Did you hear the name wrong? This finger flute is actually not called 'Fu Ling', it is called 'Tu Ling', hahahahaha!"

This person's name is Tong Sang, and he came to the secret realm a few months later than Luci, and he was called a senior brother in terms of seniority. Although his name inherited the usual depressing style of the secret realm, he was an extremely active master.

Lu Ci squinted at him, jumped off the boulder and walked forward: "Stop talking nonsense, go and have a look."

Everyone giggled and followed, Luo Hanxin wiped his tears and said with a smile: "Could it be true that he fell to his death?"

Lu Ci: "..." Can't it be?

Tong Sang exaggeratedly shouted: "Should live! The leader of the secret realm wants to control the spirit with the sound of the flute, but the Linghe would rather die than surrender!"

"Hahahaha—Senior Brother Tong, you are truly a genius!" Everyone patted him on the shoulder and praised him wildly.

Passing through the dense forest in the outer circle, and walking to the school and residence, all the disciples immediately held their breaths and concentrated their steps.

Although the "senior disciples" in the school had already left school, they had their exams in class. At the moment, they were all sitting upright, writing vigorously under the supervision of the elder sister Misang Yaoyue.

Lu Ci and his group of "middle class" were naughty but they didn't dare to disturb them. They all tiptoed across the corridor of the school, climbed up the slope along the gurgling stream, and entered the middle of the dense forest.

As soon as he stepped into the forest, Luo Hanxin immediately patted his chest with lingering fear: "Huh... I was scared to death."

Tong Sang joked: "Brother Luo, why are you more afraid of Senior Sister than we are?"

Luo Han said with a sad face: "I have been trained by her better than all of you combined?"

Tong Sang said: "But Senior Brother Zhongli always protects you, doesn't he?"

Luo Han rolled his eyes straightly: "It's okay if he doesn't protect me, as long as he helps me speak up, I will be punished even worse!"

Everyone wondered: "Why?"

Luo Han stared: "How would I know?!"

Lu Ci'er listened to their gags, but his eyes kept searching in the forest, but to no avail for a long time, he immediately said: "Okay, stop talking, we all spread out and search separately."

Everyone responded with "Oh" and dispersed, while Lu Ci continued to move forward, looking all the way, and arrived near Chunmian not long after.

There was the sound of two slaps of water, and Lu Ci hurriedly ran towards the mirror pool. As soon as he got close, he saw two drowning cranes in the pool flapping their wings tremblingly, jumping up the stone path, and wobbling again. Fly again.

Watching them fly out of the dense forest, Lu Ci heaved a sigh of relief, then lowered his head, and caught a glimpse of the third crane in the canopy of the spring sleep tree.

At this time, a person was reclining on the tree branch, holding a crane leg in one hand, as if he wanted to dismember it on the spot.

"Hey!" Lu Ci said anxiously, "What are you doing?!"

The man turned his head when he heard the sound, and glanced at him indifferently through the light pink tree gap.

The moment their eyes met, Lu Ci froze in place.

This is a face...beautiful enough to be unforgettable, but what surprised him even more was that he had no impression of such an astonishing appearance?

Although the secret realm is not too small, it is not too big. All the same sects add up to only a few hundred people. Regardless of the depth of their friendship, they can at least get acquainted after so many years, but the person in front of him looks so outstanding. It is inevitable that you will not forget it easily, but now it seems so strange. Could it be that... the two of them have never met even once in the secret realm for so many years? !

"You..." Lu Ci subconsciously wanted to ask who he was, but when he saw the crane in his hand, he immediately changed the subject, "Let go of it first!"

Hearing this, the man let go of his hand in a good manner, and let the crane fall from the branches of the tree to the ground like a discarded object. Lu Ci let out a "tsk", and hurried to the side of the stone path and ran towards Chun Mian.

When I looked under the tree, the crane's wings fluttered happily, but its legs were a little limp.

Lu Ci only thought it was injured by the man in the tree, but when he squatted down and looked closely, he found that one of the crane legs was tied with a circle of cloth strips.

The cloth strip is very new, but the edges are fine and rough, it looks like it has just been torn from the clothes.

Luci couldn't help raising his head, and saw that the color and fabric of the man's clothes were indeed the same as the strips of cloth, and there were obvious torn marks under the hem of the clothes hanging by the tree trunk.

Just now...was he bandaging Linghe?

Lu Ci suddenly felt ashamed of a villain, and just about to say thank you, someone in the forest behind him shouted: "Hey! Here it is!"

Luo Hanxin, Tong Sang and the others hurriedly approached, but before they reached the edge of the pool, they stopped abruptly. They stared blankly at the man on the tree for a moment, and then exchanged a few inexplicable winks with each other.

Lu Ci was confused and said, "Why are you standing there? Come here."

Several people hesitated for a moment, Tong Sang waved with a strange expression: "You...you come here."

Looking at the expressions of several people, Lu Ci keenly sensed that there was something wrong with the atmosphere. He raised his head and glanced at the man on the tree. Seeing that he had no intention of responding to everyone, he got up and walked towards the pool while holding the spirit crane in his heart. .

As soon as he arrived in front of the few people, Luo Hanxin and Tong Sang pulled him away without saying a word, a little hasty in their eagerness.

Stepping into the forest, Lu Ci immediately said: "What's the situation?"

Tong Sang glanced back and saw that he was far enough away from Chunmian before letting go, and then struggled for a long time before choking out a sentence: "You don't know him?"

Lu Ci was also wondering about this question: "Who is he?"

Tong Sang and Luo Hanxin looked at each other, and said in surprise: "It's really strange, he is considered a 'celebrity' after all, and you don't know him?"

Seeing him rambling, Lu Ci said with disgust, "Let's get to the point."

"All right, all right," Tong Sang nodded, "His name is Ji Wuzhou, but... that name is hardly called by anyone, and everyone will use another name when they mention him."

Lu Ci said: "What?"

Tong Sang whispered: "Plague God."

Lu Ci was surprised: "Why?"

Tong Sang's expression was very indescribable, he patted him on the shoulder and said: "I'm not talking about you, you are the one who runs the most diligently to the library, but can you stop just reading serious historical annals, law and astronomy Geomorphology? Those human anecdotes and miscellaneous notes and so on, you can turn a few pages if you have nothing to do?"

Lu Ci listened to the meaning, which seemed to be that his long-standing reading habits made him miss some "well-known" things, and guessed: "Is this matter related to the Human Continent?"

Tong Sang nodded and said: "The relationship is very important! It is written in black and white in "Hundred Family Miscellaneous Notes", saying that their family with the surname Ji has been like a plague god since ancient times, and whoever gets involved will be unlucky!"

Lu Ci was simply unbelievable: "Does anyone believe this?"

Although he has never read "Hundred Schools of Miscellaneous Notes", he has heard about it. It is said that it is a miscellaneous book whose author is unknown. Can the things written in it be taken seriously?

Tong Sang smiled disapprovingly: "Hey, do you want to say 'no evidence means not guilty' and 'don't jump to conclusions'?"

Lu Ci didn't deny it, he really had this thought in his heart, but seeing that Tong Sang seemed to have something to say, he urged: "Don't be tricky, talk quickly."

Tong Sang curled his lips: "Well, let me think about where to start... By the way, did you see his hair just now?"

Lu Ci was taken aback, and said, "Isn't this nonsense?"

Tong Sang was not annoyed, and said patiently: "What color?"

Lu Ci blinked and recalled for a moment: "... gray?"

It was just a quick glance, and Lu Ci actually didn't see it clearly, but if he recalled carefully, he could almost recall that it was a kind of dark gray, similar to the color of the ashes of the incense burner when it was wet by water.

Tong Sang said: "Well, his hair was not like this when he was a child, and his eyes, you may not have noticed, they are also light-colored, but they were not like that when he was a child."

Lu Ci was puzzled: "So what?"

"Hey hey—let me tell the story," Luo Hanxin listened anxiously, looked at Luci and said seriously, "You should know that Chunmian has been fading all these years, right?"

Luci nodded. At the beginning of his memory, the canopy of Chunmian was a deep pink, and then gradually faded over the years, and now it is a little whitish pink.

Luo Han thought: "Then do you know what it looked like at first?"

Lu Ci recalled for a moment, then shook his head blankly.

Luo Han thought: "Red, fiery red."

Lu Ci didn't know the meaning of what he said, but he also vaguely noticed some possibilities, and said, "Is this related to him?"

Luo Hanxin nodded and said: "Yes, it's actually quite a long time ago. We were all young at that time, so it's normal not to remember."

According to the older brothers and sisters, Chunmian was once called "Auspicious Clouds in the Secret Realm", because it has always been bright red in color, and the crown of the tree is like the sunset glow soaked by the red sun.

The disciples of the past dynasties have changed, and the people in the secret realm have changed wave after wave, but Chun Mian has never changed his color, just like the master magpies the fairy, like an eternal existence.

However, from the time when Ji Wuzhou's hair color and eye color began to lighten when he was three years old, Chun Mian began to fade, from red to bright red, from bright red to deep pink, and then to the current light pink.

In addition, Master Que Jinxian also seemed to be affected by it, and gray hairs began to appear between the dark black hairs that had not changed for thousands of years.

These changes were very slow at first, and it took a long time for everyone to realize it, but after a little association, everyone quickly discovered the connection.

From then on, all the fellow disciples in the secret realm would put on a secretive expression when they talked about Ji Wuzhou openly and secretly, and the brothers and sisters who were about the same age as him also kept a distance from him intentionally or unintentionally.

As he got older, this kind of isolation and exclusion intensified. Ji Wuzhou himself inevitably noticed the sideways glances and avoidance of the people around him, but he didn't seem to care. When people are with him, he stays by himself. After a long time, it doesn't seem like others are squeezing him out, but it seems that he is squeezing out everyone.

After Luo Hanxin finished speaking, Tong Sang concluded: "Do you understand now? It's not unreasonable for him to be called the God of Plague. If you see him in the future, stay away. Anyway, if we ignore him, he won't come to provoke us. Just go aside."

Lu Ci didn't speak, but he was still thinking about what Luo Han said.

This story sounds very smooth, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that there is actually no "ironclad evidence" in it, and there is no way to prove that Chunmian's fading color and Master's white hair are necessarily related to Ji Wuzhou.

Of course, it is also impossible to prove that it has nothing to do with him.

As for why everyone believes such specious rumors, I am afraid that the root cause is the theory of "God of Plague" in the preconceived "Hundred Schools of Miscellaneous Notes".

Lu Ci didn't say any more, and after leaving the dense forest to settle the crane, he went straight to the library.

There are eight rooms in Zangshu Pavilion, which are Tiandi, Shilu, Gangli, Agriculture and Commerce, Medicine, Craftsmanship, Calligraphy and Painting, and Miscellaneous Volumes. He has already read the collection of books in the first four rooms, but the last four rooms are not. Haven't dabbled much yet.

This is not because of interest, but he vaguely remembers what Master Que Jinxian once said: "If a person is a clay pot, the books in the first four rooms of the Zangshu Pavilion are stones, and the books in the back four rooms are water." .”

The meaning of these words is actually not clear, and everyone has different interpretations, but when he was young, Lu Ci understood it as the division of beams and tiles-stones are beams, water is tiles, and buildings have a sequence .

Before coming to Zangshu Pavilion, he always rushed to the first four rooms, but this time, with a clear purpose, he went directly to the last room of Huizang Anecdotes and Miscellaneous Volumes.

The number of miscellaneous volumes is huge, but fortunately, the senior brothers and sisters of the past dynasties have made the classification and marking very neat. Lu Ci's eyes searched among the rows of bookshelves, and it took him a while to find the "Miscellaneous Notes of Hundred Schools" related to the family name.

However, he originally thought that he would find extremely detailed content in the book, but unexpectedly when he found the surname "Ji", he saw only a few words:

Ji, a rare surname since ancient times.Its descendants are often hidden in the world, and its whereabouts are hard to find. However, wherever it haunts, there will be natural disasters and epidemics.

Lu Ci recited these short sentences silently several times, and after pondering for a while, he let out a disdainful sneer, and closed the book with a snap.

In the evening of that day, he walked to the residence of his master Que Jinxian in the afterglow of the setting sun, and knocked on the door of the house.