Dream Maker [Rebirth]

Facing that cautious gaze, Lu Ci finally understood what he meant.However, I am not Song Zhong, and I came here this time only to verify my guess, and of course I will not stay long.

Rejection is to be rejected, but Lu Ci does not want Mu Yannian to mistakenly think that this refusal is because "Song Zhong" has resentment towards him in his heart. After all, the old man in front of him has never been at fault, but he is more selfish to his parents and children. It is not human nature to be partial.

As a father, he has devoted all his energy to his son these years, and Lu Ci couldn't bear to make him feel guilty for a deceased person.

After considering his words for a while, Lu Ci said: "I entered the Dumeng Immortal Palace at the Pardon Ceremony, and now I am a subordinate of the Celestial Master, and I live and eat in the Northern Territory. Although I will not be a sinner in the future, I will I have to serve the Celestial Master, this time I came to Qingzhou to serve him, and I will go back soon."

Saying this is to reassure Mu Yannian, let him know that "Song Zhong" is not wandering without a place to live and have no fixed place, and secondly, it is an excuse for not being able to stay long, so that he knows that "Song Zhong" is not unwilling stay, but cannot stay.

Mu Yannian was silent for a moment, then nodded in understanding, and then worried: "How did the master treat you that day? Are the other people in the fairy palace easy to get along with?"

Lu Ci smiled and said: "The Celestial Master treats me very highly, otherwise he would not let me come out to do things for him. The people in the Immortal Palace are also very easy-going, don't worry."

Mu Yannian seemed finally relieved: "That's good, that's good."

Lu Ci stood up and said: "It's getting late, you go to eat quickly, I will go back earlier to report."

Mu Yannian nodded and stood up, led Lu Ci out of the house, walked around the dining room to the front hall, and waited until he was sent outside the shop door before hesitatingly said: "If you encounter any difficulties in the future ..."

"I understand," Lu Ci replied before he finished speaking, "If there is any difficulty, I will definitely come to you for help."

He knew that Mu Yannian was still brooding over his failure to contribute to Song's mother, and wanted to make up to Song Zhong, but he was afraid that his current promise would be worthless.

After hearing Lu Ci's words, Mu Yannian smiled and nodded in relief, then waved his hand and said, "Go, be careful on the road."

Lu Ci waved his hand, turned around and blended into the night market crowd.

When he came back to Qingzhou last time, Ji Wuzhou asked him to choose whether to go left or right at the entrance of the alley. At that time, he chose the right side casually, but tonight he walked into the left half of the street.

Walking through the crowds, sometimes turning sideways to avoid carriages and horses, the surrounding lights are brightly lit and people are buzzing, but Lu Ci is completely different from the previous high spirits, and seems a little absent-minded.

Half a street is not too long, and it came to an end after a short walk. Outside the street is a horizontal river in the city. There are many shops along the river on the other side, and behind it are deep alleys and large residential buildings.

On both sides of the river, there are stone steps extending down to the waterside, and octagonal lanterns are hung on the pillars on the top of the steps.

Many people squatted near the water and lit the river lanterns bought from the night market and put them into the water. There were boys and girls, and there were also young couples with Zongjiao children.

Laughter and laughter lingered on the riverside, and the not-so-broad river was covered with colorful river lanterns, accompanied by prayer symbols rising from time to time in the distant sky, as if there were two starry sky above and below.

Luci stepped down two steps and sat on the ground, watching the night scene with the evening breeze blowing, listening to the ups and downs of laughter not far away, but thinking about everything he just learned in Mushengtang.

What Mu Yannian said about the past is already quite detailed, and it will become more smooth after connecting several key points with the previously speculated clues——

Song Zhong and Mu Shenzhi have known each other since they were young, and they have talked about everything for more than ten years.Because of Mu Shen's serious illness, Song Zhong did not tell him about Song's mother, but planned revenge alone.

He probably knew that if he got revenge, he would be convicted and imprisoned, so before the overall situation was settled, he prayed for Mu Shenzhi to change his memory, erased all the memory of the other party about himself, and cleaned up all traces of himself at home , so that Mu Shenzhi can avoid the pain of saying goodbye to his best friend.

Everything later happened as he expected. After he was arrested, he was imprisoned on the Hanging Mirror Stage, and died at the trial, while Mu Shenzhi was freed from grief because he forgot his past, and moved to Qingzhou with Mu Yannian.

The whole incident is now over, and the process seems to be clear, but there is actually a huge doubt in it - why did Mu Shenzhi, who was terminally ill at the time, suddenly recover?

Creating dreams and changing memories is not a panacea, and not all diseases can be cured.

Previously, Mrs. Tong suffered from a heart disease, and the root of the disease was the memory of her second son, so erasing the memory was the root of the disease for her, and it was logical that she could recover from the disease by changing her memory.

But Mu Shenzhi's situation is different. His illness is not a heart disease, let alone caused by Song Zhong, but a long-standing old illness. It stands to reason that amending memories should not have a healing effect on him. But why did he recover from a serious illness after amnesia?

In addition, there are two other problems that make Lu Ci very puzzling:

First, praying for other people's dreams has to be paid by oneself, so what is the price Song Zhong paid?

Second, Ji Wuzhou was responsible for making dreams and changing memories, but did he and Song Zhonghui get acquainted because of this?In the end, Qi Meng Chang Yi is just a transaction, if the two of them have only such a little relationship that is not even considered friendship, how could Ji Wu Zhou go to such lengths to save him from Xuan Jingtai?

A few drops of cold water fell on the forehead and the tip of the nose, and Lu Ci suddenly came back to his senses, only to realize that there was a light rain in the sky at some point.

The people who set off the river lanterns by the river got up in twos and threes and hurried up the steps. Some young guys covered their heads with their hands, and some took off their coats to protect their fellow girls from the rain. Although they were "running away", they were not embarrassed. Lennon is quite interesting.

"Wow! It's really raining!"

The immature and crisp child's voice attracted Lu Ci's attention. He turned his head and saw a three or four-year-old girl shaking her father's sleeve among the few people left by the river at the bottom of the stairs, looking up with surprise look at the sky.

The man was shaken by her and laughed, opened the paper umbrella in his hand and held it with one hand, leaned over and carried her up the steps, and said, "How about it, Dad said you should bring an umbrella, right?"

The little girl put her arms around her father's neck, nodded her head sincerely and praised: "Daddy is amazing!"

The man was very pleased with his daughter's praise, he smiled triumphantly, and took the opportunity to preach: "Do you know what your father's name is?"

The little girl said softly, "What?"

The man said: "This is called—planning for a rainy day."

The little girl learned her tongue seriously: "Wei, Yu, Chao, Mao!"

The man was overjoyed with a "puchi" smile, and corrected: "It's a rainy day—Miao—"

The little girl was very confused: "Wei Yuchou—Mao?"

Sitting on the steps, Lu Ci couldn't help laughing, until the father and daughter left.

At this moment, the rain has become more severe, and the people on the bank have already run away without a trace. The heavy raindrops fell finely. Lu Ci raised his hand and wiped his forehead, intending to find a place to shelter from the rain, but just as he was about to get up, suddenly I felt a shadow looming above my head.

He looked up, a light-colored umbrella blocked the raindrops, and the warm shimmer of the octagonal lanterns in the sky faintly penetrated, reflecting the bones of the hand holding the umbrella handle.

Lu Ci turned his head along his wrist, and saw Ji Wuzhou standing on the top of the steps in a robe of crane feathers, looking down at him: "I won't leave even when it rains, so I want to take root here?"

Lu Ciwan didn't expect him to appear here, and asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Ji Wuzhou didn't dislike the wetness on the ground, took two steps down and sat next to him, lifted his robe, and passed the handle of the umbrella: "Jiang He sent back the dream praying talisman, saying that you came to Qingzhou."

Luci couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

——Should have known that kid was not so easy to deal with, so he still took care of himself.

Lu Ci absently took the handle of the umbrella, looked up at the surface of the umbrella and said, "Where did this umbrella come from?"

Not long after it rained, it was nothing more than Ji Wuzhou's appearance here, but he even brought an umbrella, which is really strange.

Ji Wuzhou learned and applied it flexibly: "Weiyu Chaomao."

Lu Ci was startled, then remembered the conversation between the father and daughter just now, and still couldn't help but find it funny.

Ji Wuzhou raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "Don't you praise me for being great?"

Lu Ci choked for a moment, knowing that he had been fooled: "That's my daughter praising my father, don't take advantage of me."

Ji Wuzhou didn't care if he was exposed, he smiled and looked at the flickering river in front of him.

There was no one on the bank of the river, only the sound of rain.

The river lanterns drifting with the tide swayed in the rain, but the candles in the lanterns stubbornly refused to be extinguished by the rain, trembling weakly and then rekindling, and then being hit by more violent rain.

However, it is futile to use the arms of a mantis as a cart.

Soon, one of the river lights went out.

Another one.

Ji Wuzhou's eyes followed the dark spots of light one by one, as if to see when they would all go out.

He looked at the lamp, and Lu Ci quietly watched him from the side, really not sure why he came here specially.

——Judging from Ji Wuzhou's reaction when he saw Mu Shengtang and Mu Shenzhi at the time, he didn't seem to want Song Zhong to get in touch with Mu's father and son, so now as soon as he heard that he had come to Qingzhou, he followed him right away, in order to be with him. Monitor?Or ask the teacher to blame?

After a long while without figuring out why, Lu Ci simply asked tentatively, "Did you come to see me for something?"

The last river lantern was extinguished by the rain at this moment, and the river surface was plunged into darkness. Ji Wuzhou let out a "hmm" as if reminded to come back to his senses.

Lu Ci was waiting with ears pricked up, even ready to be interrogated, but Ji Wuzhou stood up on his knees, took out something from his arms and threw it down.

Lu Ci subconsciously opened his hand to catch it, and found that it was actually a heavy purse.

Ji Wuzhou said casually: "I heard from Jiang He that you will stay here for five days before leaving. I am afraid that the little money you have on you is not enough for food and shelter, so I came here to give you some."

After finishing speaking, he turned and walked into the rain with a cool smile: "Let's go."

Holding up the umbrella and holding the money bag, Lu Ci's heart suddenly surged.

——I abducted to Qingzhou alone in the name of traveling with Jiang He, Ji Wuzhou could not have been aware of something strange, and it was impossible for him to have no guesses, but he came here on purpose to give money and umbrellas, nothing else Don't ask, don't ask anything.

When Jiang He was arranged to enter the Xuanjingtai, the pawn of amnesty reminded him "don't take it seriously" in front of everyone. When he first entered the Immortal Palace, he promised the privilege of "freedom to come and go". Jiang He "doesn't need to hide anything from him", and when he heard that he and Zhongli Fufu secretly communicated the song, he only said "don't care about it"...

All kinds of preferential treatment in the past are like a root of firewood, but today's pretending to be ignorant and indulgent is more like a spark falling into the firewood, igniting it into a raging fire, burning it until all that is left is a heart full of guilt and a trace of forgiveness. Unexplainable sourness.

Ji Wuzhou was very protective of Song Zhong, but he used Song Zhong's identity to accept all the preferential treatment, like a shameful person pretending to be the owner of the owner, pretending to claim treasures that did not belong to him.

Mingming's original intention was just to use the excommunication ceremony to enter the Immortal Palace to find out the truth, but he never expected that Ji Wuzhou and Song Zhong were old acquaintances.

Now that Ji Wuzhou has repeatedly made wrong payments in good faith, if he continues to pretend to be stupid like this, what is the difference between cheating his feelings?

A strong sense of guilt surrounded him, and Lu Ci felt that the purse in his palm was as hot as a branding iron, and the handle of the umbrella in his hand was as sharp as a blade, and a raging torrent surged from his chest.

"Hey!"

Lu Ci suddenly stood up and turned around, shouting hoarsely at the figure in the rain: "I'm not Song Zhong!"