There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea: 65. The sixth dragon scale (3)

The sixth dragon scale (3)

He was dreaming again.

Because of the previous two experiences, this time Yuanzhi Shenjun was already mentally prepared. As soon as he was on the street, he turned around and walked in the direction of "home". The hem of the skirt flew towards him exquisitely.

He still held her up as he always did, but he didn't let her say what she said before--he really didn't want to hear it again. "Go slowly and be careful about falling."

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

All right?

Yuanzhi Shenjun didn't feel it at all. He just gave her a hand, and the rest didn't do anything for her, even he didn't know where he was. "Linglong, what is the name of the town we live in?"

Linglong burst out laughing: "What did your husband say, why don't you even remember Sifang Town? Ah, I see, you must be kidding me, right?" She smiled and put her arms around him. With a happy smile on his face, Yuanzhi Shenjun's heart was fiercely moved - 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 this really just a dream? If it's just a dream, why are the Yan'er and the bones appearing in the sky so real? In this dream, will she appear by his side?

If she came true, Yuanzhi Shenjun suddenly missed a few beats in his heartbeat. He turned to hold Linglong's little hand, and for some reason he was full of strange affection for her. After living for so long, he didn't even know that he would also have strange feelings for someone. He thought that all living beings in the six realms were all in his eyes, but he never thought of a dream that he would no longer recognize himself. Seeing how she was making fun of herself, Yuanzhi Shenjun also smiled slightly, and said warmly, "It's because I have a bad memory."

"I can't blame my husband." Linglong tilted her head and rubbed his shoulder. He was much taller than her, so she seemed slender and delicate. "My husband is in poor health and rarely goes out. How can I blame my husband? I blame my husband for not telling my husband this."

The two went home all the way, Yan'er was still in the cradle, and the bones were still lying on the ground. When they saw them coming back, they stood up and rubbed their tails, wagging their tails, and their enthusiasm was like fire - if not Yuanzhi Shenjun remembers Clearly, he really wanted to think that this was the reality, and that the genius outside the world was an irrelevant dream he had.

Whether it's Yan'er or bones, they don't remember meeting him outside of a dream, maybe this is the real thing for them. Only Yuanzhi Shenjun understood that this was a dream, so he was so confused.

This time he was sitting in the yard rocking the cradle, Linglong went to the house to get a comb and came out with a smile on his face: "Husband, what's the matter, don't you think I can't tie my hair when I'm not here?"

If it's still the same, just like the dream that Yuanzhi Shenjun experienced, even the wind blowing on his face has not changed. The slightly fluttering hair on her temples, the sucking fingers that Yaner stuffed into her mouth, the fine hair of the bones in the breeze, the soft and comfortable sunlight pouring down through the cracks of the big tree - nothing has changed.

He can't stay here for the next day, even if he tries hard not to go to sleep, when night comes, when he embraces her, sleepiness floods in like a tide, and he can't refuse. It's as if he is not a **** that everyone admires, but an ordinary man who can no longer be ordinary in this vast world.

There are also joys, sorrows and sorrows, and birth, old age, sickness and death.

Shenjun Yuanzhi woke up for the third time under the Ten Thousand Years Tree. He almost couldn't wait to look around him, but this time he was disappointed. Linglong didn't appear, neither did Yan'er and Bones. Sitting alone under the tree, he felt so desolate that he felt lost.

She is his dream person and only exists in dreams.

Let everything in her dreams come true, she is still an illusion.

The unsettling Yuanzhi Divine Monarch actually fell in love with a dreamer.

He remembered what she said about Sifang Town, and the other information she had been asked by him, so he lifted his robes, transformed into an ordinary face and left Tianwaitian.

It has been 10,000 years ago to return to the Heavenly Palace after the robbery. In these 10,000 years, Yuanzhi Shenjun has never been to the mortal world again. He was standing on the bustling street, but he didn't know where he was going. No matter how he calculated, he couldn't find any information about Sifang Town, but some people who asked for directions knew it, but when he went, it was different from the town he had seen before.

It is obviously the dynasty she said, and the emperor she said reigns - but there is no Sifang Town, naturally there is no Linglong, no rocks, no bones. Yuanzhi Shenjun even felt that he was a madman, otherwise how could he take the people in the dream seriously and the words in the dream seriously?

She obviously doesn't exist in this world.

Be it that small town or Linglong, they only exist in his dreams, and the reality of Yan'er and Bones may be a dream in his dreams—even he may not have it yet Wake up, otherwise how can you not find it everywhere? The world is so big, and he is extraordinary, how could he not find this little girl?

Shenjun Yuanzhi returned to Tianwaitian with such thoughts. He didn't want to fall asleep at first. He felt that Linglong disturbed his mood. In that case, don't dream, and he didn't have to know the answer. That kind of exuberant curiosity, he has never had.

But in the end, after a few days, he still fell asleep. He came to that dream again, still the same town, still the same woman named Linglong. It's just that this time he didn't go to help her, but avoided her when she approached - Yuanzhi Shenjun hated this kind of emotion that he couldn't control, and he stared at this beautiful wife with unfamiliar eyes. He shouldn't have been bewitched from the beginning. It couldn't be said that it was just a dream created by a monster, but he didn't know it.

"Husband?"

"Am I really your husband?"

Linglong was obviously stunned for a moment: "My husband is not in good health..."

"In this case, I don't want to listen to it anymore." Yuanzhi Shenjun said coldly, he turned and walked towards the place that was completely opposite to "home", he wanted to go to another place to have a look, look at this place In the end is not a dream, is not false.

Because he walked so fast, Linglong almost stumbled to catch up with him. She didn't seem to understand why his temperament changed so much overnight, the tears of grievance condensed on his eyelashes, but he didn't dare to fall, for fear of making him unhappy, he even didn't want to go home.

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

As if wherever he went, he would eventually return to "home".

"My husband is really..." Linglong burst into tears and laughed. "Is this the way to go home? Hey, how come there is still this way? I didn't know it before."

Shenjun Yuanzhi glanced at her, pushed open the door and went in - it was still the cradle, the child, the big dog, and the mottled sunlight scattered between the branches.

Linglong followed behind him, with a habitually gentle smile on his small face - even a little flattering, a little humble. For some reason, Yuanzhi Shenjun only felt that such an expression on her face was really incongruous, and he almost wanted to cover her face with his hands so that he would not see it again.

"Husband..." Linglong picked up Yan'er in the cradle, but Yuanzhi Shenjun didn't pick it up, but took a step back. His reaction made her feel very hurt, but she still bit her lower lip, like something did not notice. "Husband must be tired, but has a headache? Would you like to go into the room to rest for a while? I'll make dinner, husband, don't be mad at me."

Shenjun Yuanzhi took a deep breath, he took a step into the room, and familiarly furnished a familiar room, but this time he did not let her tie her hair, but asked her: "What kind of monster are you? Why did you make it? Out of such a dream to deceive me? What grudge do I have with you?"

After waiting for a long time without answering, he turned around, only to find Linglong, who was holding Yan'er, with a dull expression: "Husband, husband?" Tears quickly formed in her eyes, and those tears made Yuanzhi Shenjun feel the drama pain. "Is your husband confused? I, I'm going to ask a doctor!"

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

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

"You, why have you forgotten everything!" Linglong almost cried again, her voice was still crying, she looked very pitiful, but she was afraid that he would be unhappy and try to bear it, so her slender shoulders twitched It's really pitiful. "Don't you mean you just forget about yourself?"

"Tell me again, maybe I can remember." He involuntarily touched her eyes, which were brighter and fresher after being soaked in tears. He thought she was a monster, but now it seems that this is not the case. "I'm not very good at journaling these days, and I always forget things."

Linglong nodded obediently, "I picked up 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 home with my bones. You woke up. Later, I said that I don't remember anything, so I took care of my husband until now."

"So, kid?"

She blushed slowly: "It was someone in the town who wanted to take me as a concubine, and when he sent someone to be hired, the husband took the initiative to say that it was my husband." She lowered her head and raised her head quickly Glancing at him, "that night, I went to my husband's bed to sleep... You, why don't you even remember this!"

Shenjun Yuanzhi couldn't tell what he was feeling, how did he know what happened in his dream? Just looking at her face like a peach blossom, and knowing that she has grown so stunning, it is too easy to be coveted.

It was just the "husband" she kept calling out, and she was clearly not the same person as him, making Yuanzhi Shenjun feel restless again.