[Lao Jiumen] Qin and Se are in control, so be quiet

It is said that only people who are about to die will see the marquee of life review, but now I feel like I am walking in a movie film, and I can't tell whether it is an illusory dream or I have really reached the point of returning to the light.

Could it be that I left the mine alive, but still couldn't escape the fate of having to die?

I walked aimlessly, walked, and suddenly walked out of the range of the marquee.The yellow sand all over the sky here is like a sandstorm passing through. I cover my eyes with one hand and have to find a way to escape from this storm circle.I ran, ran, and saw a courtyard not far ahead, the gate of which was ajar.

In order to avoid the wind and sand, I got in without thinking.

The sky was full of yellow sand outside the courtyard, but the wind and sea in the courtyard were calm. Looking up at the sky, you can still see the blue sky and white clouds, and even flocks of pigeons flying by.

Um?Siheyuan?Beijing?

This is... a dream?Because only dreams can jump so illogically.I walked around the yard twice, but found that there was no one there.He reached out to touch the teacup on the stone table, although he couldn't feel the temperature, but seeing the steaming of the tea soup, it was obvious that the owner had left just after making the tea.I wanted to touch the tea cup, but unexpectedly found that my hand went straight through the cup.

What?Am I being transparent here?Can't people here see me?

With such doubts in mind, I just stood there and turned my head until there were footsteps approaching.Surprise always comes with the unknown. Turning around like this, I saw the elderly master, and behind him was a man wearing a hood.

I couldn't see his appearance clearly, but I saw the things on his back when he entered the study.He seemed to be carrying a knife on his back, and on the bag with the knife was a string of precarious tassels, and above the tassels was a piece of black hook jade!

Gouyu, Gouyu!I followed up excitedly, and even walked through the study room easily, wondering if this person gave me this thing?

Because they couldn't see me, I just listened to their conversation there.The master called him Mr. Zhang, and guided him to the desk, because there was a large set of drawings spread out on the desk in the morning, and it looked like a maze was drawn on it.

this picture?Uh, isn't this the one I saw in Er Ye's study room!

At this time, the master said to Mr. Zhang that this is just the tip of the iceberg left by my father.If Mr. Zhang needs this picture, just take it. This thing is of no use to our Hong Family.But, what exactly is Mr. Zhang looking for?

memory.

The man spoke faintly, but his voice was so sonorous and powerful.But at that moment, he stretched out his hand and pulled off the tassel and threw it quickly on the beam.I looked up in the next jump, thinking that a mouse or something would fall, but I didn't expect a child to fall.

That kid...was...my childhood me!

"Quiet, what are you doing!!"

"Wow~ Master, I'm just lost! Why did you throw marbles at me?! It hurts to fall from such a high place!" When I was a child, I sat on the ground like a hooligan, but After picking up the Gouyu on the ground, he looked at Gouyu like a curious baby for a long time, and then suddenly said, "Can you give me this thing?"

"Quiet! Stop messing around!! Return the things to Mr. Zhang!!"

Master's scolding sound was like scratching an itch to me when I was a child. Although I was reluctant when I was a child, I still got up and handed the things to Mr. Zhang.Unexpectedly, this Mr. Zhang did not reach out to pick it up, but said lightly: This thing is not important to me, just treat it as a toy for this child.

"Really?!" When I was a child, I was very excited to protect Gouyu into my arms, and then asked cautiously, "Then... Uncle, can you tell me your name? Because the master said that you will not be rewarded for no merit. I I have collected your things, and when you need my help another day, I will never hesitate to do so."

"Me?" That Mr. Zhang paused, it seemed that it took him a long time to remember his name, "Zhang Qiling."

I couldn't tell whether this was a dream or reality, but the man named Zhang Qiling suddenly squatted down and looked at the young me, as if he was talking to the young me.I tried my best to listen, but I couldn't make out what he was saying.

The surrounding scene suddenly turned like a marquee, turning and turning, my eyes fell into darkness again...

Er Yuehong really shouldn't have listened to her son's bad idea and put the two milk dolls next to Jinghao's bed to cry. Now the two milk dolls are crying out of breath, which makes Er Yuehong feel very distressed.Just when he was about to take the baby to the nanny, he noticed that Jing Hao's eyelids moved slightly, and then he opened his eyes with a frown, but his appearance was still so haggard.

However, the first thing she said when she woke up was, where is Yanxiu, where is Yanxiu?