Gu Jianqi, Tan Fanghua, like a dream

<Soundtrack: One Life, One Dream (Original Sound of Ancient Sword, Pure Music)>

That day... standing on the top of the cliff... watching you drift away... I know... all I can do... is just silently watching your back... gradually disappearing At the end of the sky... (Snow)

Time flies, this stay is six months.

Zhu'er still lives in the Flower Temple and lives in the Flower Temple.It's just that they didn't hide their identities before the four of them, and they often followed Meng Yuntan to the house of the flower god priest for dinner, but they always stared at Tu Su without blinking, wishing to pounce on him, so he took off the oolong gown.

Baili Tusu, Feng Qingxue, Priest of the Flower God, and Meng Yuntan seem to have become a family, happy and self-sufficient, living an indescribably comfortable life.Feng Qingxue is like a housewife, following the priest of the flower god to learn various skills such as female red and cooking. Gradually, Baili Tusu's clothes, shoes and socks are all made by the priest of the flower god and Feng Qingxue, and the colors and styles are also vivid.

Every day, Baili Tusu got up early in the morning, and together with Meng Yuntan, he followed the priest of the flower god to practice the wood-type mentality and spells of the goddess of the flower god.In the evening, together with Feng Qingxue and Meng Yuntan, they drew water to irrigate the vegetable fields, flower gardens and fruit, and planted various flowers.

Gradually, I almost forgot my original intention of going down the mountain.It seems that he has become an ordinary villager in Huanchunping.

"Ah!" Baili Tusu exclaimed, and sat up straight, cold sweat dripping down his forehead.

"Susu!" Feng Qingxue hurriedly pushed the door out from the inside wearing a robe, and sat beside Baili Tusu: "Susu, what's wrong?"

Baili Tusu shook his head, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

"Did you have a nightmare again?" Feng Qingxue stroked Tu Su's forehead and said, "Since I arrived in Huanchunping, I have always slept soundly. Why did the nightmare reappear today?"

"How long have we been here?" Baili Tusu asked, cupping his forehead with both hands.

"It's been half a year."

"Has it been half a year?" Baili Tusu said in a daze, "I just feel like I just arrived yesterday."

Feng Qingxue just bowed her head and said nothing.

"It seems that it's time to leave." Baili Tusu looked at Feng Qingxue and said lonely.

"Susu. Aunt Heng has resigned as the priest of the Flower God. If you like it, you can take Aunt Heng and Yuntan to live in Tianyong City after the Tianshan event, or come back here again." Feng Qingxue took Baili Tusu's hand and comforted her.

Baili Tusu nodded slowly and said: "Pack up your luggage. I will bid farewell to mother at dawn...Before going down the mountain, the master told you to return as soon as possible. It has been delayed for too long...I am... content with this half a year."

"Are you going to leave now?" Meng Yuntan helped the Priest of the Flower God to stand at the door at some point, and the Priest of the Flower God nodded and said: "It's time to get together and leave."

"Mother!" Baili Tusu got up in a hurry, helped the priest of the flower god to sit down on the stool, and knelt down in front of the priest of the flower god, "Why are you here?"

The Priest of the Flower God caressed Baili Tusu's face, his eyes full of pity: "Yunxi, my son, don't you hear that mother and child are connected? You are disturbed by nightmares. As a mother, how can I not feel it?" He couldn't help sobbing.

Meng Yuntan also lowered his head, his eyes were red, and he stayed beside the Priest of the Flower God, but he remained silent.

"In the past six months, you have achieved a small amount of wood-type mentality. You need to practice more frequently in the future, which can help you increase your fire-type spiritual power and cultivation." The flower god priest held Baili Tusu's hand and urged.

"Yes! Mother!" Baili Tusu nodded lightly in response.

"To go to Tianshan, although the journey is not very far, there are many difficulties and obstacles. The closer you are to Tianshan, the more monsters. You are a body of pure energy, and you are afraid of monsters along the way. Yuntan will go with you. Although he is young, I have also learned some superficial kung fu, which can help you. It’s just that his cultivation is very shallow, and he can’t enter the Ruthless Valley, and he has to return when he reaches Tianshan Mountain.” The priest of the flower god got up and took the hands of Baili Tusu and Meng Yuntan, and placed them on the In one place, he said: "You two brothers, we must work together and only seek safety!"

"I'm going too!" Everyone turned their heads, but Zhu'er said coldly: "The oolong gown can only be mine! If I can't get it, I won't let anyone else get it!"

Suddenly, everyone in the room was stunned and speechless.

It was already dawn, Baili Tusu and the other four packed their bags and bid farewell to the Priest of the Flower God.

The villagers in Huanchunping heard that Baili Tusu and his party were leaving, so they sent them ten miles away from Huanchunping.The Priest of the Flower God sent them all the way twenty miles away, and especially couldn't bear to say goodbye.

"Mother! Let's send it here. After the Tianshan incident, I will report to my master, and I will come to pick up my mother and live with her in Tianyong City." Although Baili Tusu couldn't bear to say goodbye in his heart, he finally persuaded him.

"You don't have to worry about Yunxi! I am the priest of the Goddess of Flowers. Even if I resign, it is not convenient for me to leave Huanchunping and live in Tianyong City for the time being." As long as people are alive and well, they will be safe!"

"There will be a farewell after sending you off for a long distance. Aunt Heng, let's stop here." Feng Qingxue persuaded in the same way.

Priest of Flower God nodded slowly and said, "Go early and come back early."

Baili Tusu and his party gradually walked away along the mountain road until they could no longer see their backs. Then the Priest of the Flower God sighed softly: "The sun chrysanthemum and Mo Momei are not what you think... Yunxi, you... Sigh!"