Just chatting to death, Sir Zhong saw that the game of two people’s notes suddenly came, and the spirit hurriedly came together and shouted.
"Hurry up! I bet three sons to win. "
Chapter 927 The cellar magic Mei Xue the hills surprised.
Lotus pond small building cellar
The cellar is more than two feet long and one foot wide, with neat walls and long oil lamps on both sides.
At the other end of the cellar, there is a sandalwood couch covered with fur, and there is a rosewood case with incense burners, candlesticks, ink and inkstones.
There are famous brands hanging on the side of the two sides of the frame, and there are thirteen armor classics in turn; Twenty-four History of B; Part 36; Butyl five Department; Wutiandao Jiubu; Six authentic departments; Seven parts of Geng humanity; The tenth department of xindaocang …
But at the moment, I don’t know that I didn’t watch the neat arrangement on both sides. I don’t know that I felt more familiar as soon as I entered this cellar!
Walking slowly around, the famous brands written vigorously and powerfully, and the books on paper or bamboo seem to be scrambling to tell vague stories.
My brain is buzzing, my ears are hearing voices, my eyes are shaking, and it seems that there are vague numbers, but there are the same figures. I quickly shuttle between the two sides to recite songs from time to time.
He sat stupefied and slowly before the case, staring at what he saw, writing a few columns of familiar fine print on bamboo slips and mumbling and reading.
"Looking at the snow, thousands of feathers read the defect with Mei I … to be Chunhua"
Repeated meditation seems to go back in time, and the blurred figure seems to be moving faster and faster. The buzzing in my head is inexplicably painful!
Suddenly there was a man around asking, "Is it very sad?"
I don’t know, I suddenly looked up and saw that the fast-moving fuzzy figure around me had gathered into a person sitting opposite me!
This is a man in a blue suit wearing a mask just like himself. It’s a simple mask with a silver awn sword seal on his forehead …
"Who are you?" Los don’t know can ask suddenly woke up "you are a cat! ？”
The blue man didn’t answer, revealing that his mouth was slightly tilted and his finger tapped on the bamboo slip. "Does it hurt?"
Los don’t know callous nod can immediately look up "but I will heartache! Will it feel more familiar here? ? ….. What the hell is this? "
As Luo doesn’t know what he said at the moment, he feels very familiar with this unfamiliar environment, as if he had been here a long time ago.
The blue man murmured, "Familiarity is due to experiencing heartache or missing you … Do you want to see them?"
"They … who are they?" Los don’t know hurriedly ask can’t help showing expectations.
Knocking on the bamboo slips rang again, followed by the blue male voice "Meditate on the heart …"
Suddenly, the sound seems to have magic. Now, if you look at this poem again, it is exactly the same as the handwriting carved at the bottom of the lake, and every time you read it, your colic seems to increase!
Looking at this short 14-character poem, he shook his eyes in a trance, and a woman appeared, looking affectionately at the back of a young boy.
Ears as if to the teenager is facing the proud Xue Hongmei out of the window and gently coughing for Sion.
Before the poem came out, I seemed to have known the text for a long time, but I was the first to take the lead in the vague boy’s correspondence.
"Three points ….. return to the fate of saying that youth is a short-lived field; Hongmei is proud of the snow, Qingqiu Sangxin is soaking snow … There are people! "
The voice was vague, and the young boy’s voice was just the same, and he ran out with joy. "Teacher, teacher is your virtue, and my generation should be like Mei Aoxue …"
As soon as the picture turned, the little girl was left alone, laughing and looking out of the window.
She leaned against the window lattice and seemed very quiet. She looked at the snow that had accumulated slowly and muttered to herself.
"Looking at the snow, thousands of feathers, thinking of defects, accompanying Mei Yi to wait for Chunhua"
As soon as I fell, I was more familiar with my little girl’s figure than before!
Instead, he clasped a 14-character bamboo slip in his hand.
I don’t know if my eyes suddenly opened suddenly and violently, such as being enlightened by a thunderbolt. "I … I … are these my memories? ….. that … that who am I? ！”
And he eagerly put bamboo slips to ask the sitting person "I …? ！”
But at the moment, sitting on the couch opposite, there is still no figure like this.
See this los don’t know leng on the spot.
And just then, before he thought much about the hospital, Wei Sansheng came and shouted, "The hills have changed! I don’t know how to go! "
"Houshan!" Los don’t know immediately started to throw bamboo simple rushed at the wooden ladder.
At the same time, the top of the head came to the’ drumming’ hurried footsteps.
But when I saw my heart leaning over and Luo bumped into me, I was full of anxiety and said, "Come to the rescue with me when the back hill comes to fight and I’m afraid Younger is in danger!"
Los don’t know nor ask much then nodded and rushed away.
I haven’t been halfway to Shantaolin, but Mr. Zhong ran away in a panic and was very embarrassed!
Seeing this, my heart rushed to ask "Houshanren? Sister, like? "
Sir Zhong ran like the wind and shouted in horror, "Oh, no ~ it’s … it’s the Jia male witch!" "
"ah!" My heart dust immediately settled in place. "How could she do this?"
I don’t know, but I grabbed it and was ready to flee. two dog snapped, "Where’s my sister?"
Sir Zhong was caught by the fur on his cheek and struggled. Now he was so scared that a bitter gourd face said, "The hairy birds are no match for the witch. The young master has long been captured!"
Los don’t know immediately throw two dog grabbed the waist after the hammer toward the mountain peach forest disease rushed away.
When two dog saw it, he was about to lift his legs and run away, but he was blocked by my heart dust and grabbed his ears. "Sir Zhong, you, you can’t leave, you have to take your pool with you!"
"I depend!" See this little in the way Sir Zhong that gas "with a ball? Take Mr. Zhong. I already did! Why don’t you give me a hand? Aren’t we going to die because of a few shrimps? Don’t want Sir Zhong to be rubbed with you? Small … stay green and you are not afraid of burning without firewood, understand? "
My heart is full of dust, and I hold on to Sir Zhong’s long-haired ears and drink loudly, "Where is the green mountain burning?" Sister, if something happens, the mountain will collapse! Then … Then Sir Zhong you can’t live. "