There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea

Chapter One of the sixth piece: (three)

He dreamed again.

Because of the previous two experiences, this time Yuanzhi Shenjun was mentally prepared. As soon as he was on the street, he turned and walked in the direction of "home." Linglong flying by herself.

He still supported her as always, but didn't let her say what he had said before—he really didn't want to listen to the repeated words like that. "Go slow and be careful of falling."

Linglong raised her face and smiled at him: "My husband is really kind to me."

Okay?

Shenjun Yuanzhi didn't feel it at all. He just gave her a hand, and did nothing for her, and he didn't even know where he was. "Linglong, what is the name of the town we live in?"

Linglong fluttered and laughed: "What did the husband say, why don't you even remember Sifang Town? Ah, I see, you must be teasing me, right?" She smiled like a flower, hugging his arm. With a happy face, Shenjun Yuanzhi made a fierce heart move—for the first time in thousands of years, he knew that his heart could still beat like this. Is she really his wife? Or is it really just a dream? If it's just a dream, why is the Yan'er calcaneal bone appearing in the outer sky so real? Will she appear next to him when he wakes up from this dream?

If she came true, Yuan Zhi Shenjun suddenly missed a few beats, and he turned to hold the exquisite little hand, somehow full of strange affection for her. After living for so long, he didn't know that he would have strange emotions towards someone. He thought that the six beings were all in his eyes, but he never thought of a dream that would make him no longer know himself. Seeing her Qiao Xiao Qianxi making fun of herself, Yuan Zhi Shenjun also smiled, warmly said: "It's because I have a bad memory."

"You can't blame your husband either." Linglong tilted her head and rubbed his shoulders. He was much taller than her, making her slender and delicate. "My husband is in poor health and rarely goes out. How can I blame my husband? Blame me for not telling my husband about this."

The two of them returned home all the way, Yan'er was still in the cradle, and the bones were still lying on the ground. Seeing them coming back, she stood up and rubbed, wagging her tail, passionately like fire-if it weren't for Yuanzhi Shenjun, he remembered clearly, He really wanted to think that this was the reality, and the genius outside the sky was an irrelevant dream he had made.

Whether it was Yan'er or bones, they didn't even remember meeting him outside of their dreams. Perhaps for them, this is the real thing. Only Shenjun Yuanzhi understood that this was a dream, and he was so confused and incomprehensible.

This time he was sitting in the yard swaying the cradle, Linglong went to the house to take out the comb, and smiled: "What's the matter with my husband? Isn't it possible that my husband won't be able to tie his hair if I'm not here?"

Still the same, like the dream that Yuanzhi Shenjun experienced, even the wind blowing on his face did not change. Her slightly flying hair on the temples, Yan'er's sucking fingers in her mouth, the fine hairs of bones in the breeze, the soft and comfortable sunlight pouring down through the gaps of the big trees-nothing has changed.

He never stayed here the next day, even if he tried hard not to go to sleep, when night came, when he hugged her in his arms, his sleep came like a tide, and he couldn't refuse. It was as if he was not a **** whom everyone admired, but an ordinary man who could no longer be ordinary in this vast world.

There are also joys, anger, sorrow, and death.

Shenjun Yuanzhi woke up under the Ten Thousand Years Tree for the third time. He almost couldn't wait to look around him, but this time he was disappointed. Linglong did not appear, as did Yan'er and Bone. He sat alone under the tree, and he felt disappointed.

She is the person in his dream, only in the dream.

Let everything in her dream come true, she is still illusory.

The untouchable **** Yuanzhi, unexpectedly fell in love with a dreamer.

He remembered the Sifang Town she was talking about, and remembered the other information she had been asked by him, so he lifted up his robe, turned into an ordinary face, and left Tianwaitian.

It has been tens of thousands of years ago to cross the robbery and return to the heavenly palace. In these tens of thousands of years, the **** of Yuanzhi has never been to the mortal world again. He stood on the bustling street, but he didn't know where he was going, and he didn't know where he was going. No matter how he counted, he couldn't find any information about Sifang Town. Some people knew about it when he asked for directions. However, when he went, it was not the same as the town he had seen before.

Obviously it was the dynasty she was talking about, and the emperor she said was reigning—but there was no Sifang Town, and naturally there was no Linglong, no Yan'er, and no bones. Shenjun Yuanzhi even thought he was crazy, otherwise, how could he take the people in the dream and the words in the dream seriously?

She obviously doesn't exist in this world.

Whether it’s that small town or Linglong, they only exist in his dream. The realization of Yan'er and Bone may be his dream dream—even he might not have woken up yet, otherwise How can it not be found? The world is so big, he is extraordinary, how could he not find this little woman?

Shenjun Yuanzhi returned to Heaven with this thought. He didn't want to fall asleep. He felt that Linglong had disturbed his mind. If that was the case, don't dream about it. He didn't have to know the answer. That kind of exuberant curiosity is something he never possessed.

But in the end he fell asleep after a few days. He came to that dream again, still the town, still the woman named Linglong. It's just that this time he didn't help her, instead he avoided it when she approached—Shenjun Yuanzhi hated this kind of emotion that was out of his control. He stared at this beautiful Chuchen wife lightly with a strange look in his eyes. From the very beginning, he shouldn't be deceived. It can't be said that it's just a dream created by some monster, but he doesn't know it.

"Husband?"

"Am I really your husband?"

Linglong was stunned obviously: "The husband is not in good health..."

"In this case, I don't want to listen anymore." Yuan Zhi Shenjun said coldly. He turned and walked towards the place completely opposite to "home". He wanted to take a look elsewhere to see if this place was really right. Dream, is it vain?

Because he walked fast, Linglong almost staggered in order to catch up with him. She didn't seem to understand why his temperament changed drastically overnight, and the tears of grievance condensed on his eyelashes, but she did not dare to fall off. He didn't want to go home for fear that it would upset him.

Later Yuanzhi Shenjun discovered something was wrong, because no matter how he walked or in which direction he walked, he would eventually come to the wooden house built by the stream.

It was as if he would eventually return to "home" wherever he went.

"My husband is really..." Linglong smiled. "Are you going to go this way home? Hey, how could there be this way? I didn't know it before."

Shenjun Yuanzhi glanced at her and opened the door to enter—still the cradle, the child, the big dog, and the little dappled sunlight spilt between the branches of the tree.

Linglong followed him, her small face was accustomed to a gentle smile-even a little flattering, a little humble. For some reason, Yuan Zhi Shenjun only felt that this expression on her face was really unacceptable. He almost wanted to go over and cover her face with his hand so that he would never see it again.

"Husband..." Linglong picked up Yan'er in the cradle, but Yuanzhi Shenjun didn't pick it up. Instead, she took a step back. His reaction made her feel very hurt, but she still bit her lower lip tightly, as if she didn't notice anything. "Husband must be tired, but has a headache? Would you like to go in for a rest? I'll make dinner. Husband, don't be angry with me."

Shenjun Yuanzhi took a deep breath. He stepped into the house and set up a familiar room, but this time he didn't let her tie her hair, but asked her: "What kind of monster are you? Why did you make it like this? Dreams deceive me? What hate do I have with you?"

After waiting for a long time without answering, he turned around and found that Linglong, who was holding Yan'er, had a dull face: "Husband, husband?" Tears quickly appeared in her eyes, and the tears made Yuanzhi Shenjun feel severe pain. "Is your husband confused? Me, I'll go to the doctor!"

She turned around and was about to run, but she was caught by Yuanzhi Shenjun. She cried harder, "The husband is stupid, the husband is stupid, even more stupid than when I picked it up!"

Yuan Zhi Shenjun was taken aback: "You, picked me up?"

"You, why did you forget everything!" Linglong almost cried again, her voice still crying, very pitiful, but she tried to endure it because she was afraid that he was upset, so her slender shoulder twitched. It is really pitiful. "Didn't you just forget about yourself?"

"You tell me again, maybe I can remember." He couldn't help but touch her eyes brighter and more vivid after being soaked in tears. He thought she was a monster, but now it seems that it is not the case. "My diary is not very good these days, I always forget everything."

Linglong nodded obediently, "I found my husband five years ago. At that time, my husband fell by the creek behind the wooden house. I don't know where my husband came from, so I dragged you back home with the bones. You wake up and say yourself. Without remembering anything, I took care of my husband until now."

"Then, kid?"

Her face slowly turned red: "It was because someone in the town wanted to take me as a concubine, and when they sent someone to hire, the husband took the initiative to say that it was my husband's." She lowered her head and quickly raised her head to look at him. At a glance, "I went to sleep in my husband's bed that night... You, why don't you even remember this!"

Shenjun Yuanzhi couldn't tell how he felt in his heart, how did he know about the things in his dream? Just looking at her face like a peach blossom, and knowing that she grows into such a stunning beauty, it is too easy to be coveted.

It's just that the "husband" she kept calling out was clearly not the same person as him, making Yuanzhi Shenjun's heart irritable again.