Chapter 1006 Where the Dream Begins

Chapter 1006 Where the dream begins

Yes, first time! The place where they first met, where Meng's attachment to Zhang Xiaohua, and Zhang Xiaohua's yearning for Meng began.

Two strange men and women suddenly met at that unknown ferry.

Just that one chance encounter planted the seeds of dependence in the hearts of the two ignorant people. The seeds were planted so deeply and secretly that it took five years for the two to meet again. Gradually sprouted, and this sprout was full of vitality. The longing for each other in the past five years was used as raw material, allowing the feelings to multiply without restraint.

At this time, it may not be the harvest season, but I can nestle in Zhang Xiaohua's arms, stand on the bridge that extends into the river, Meng tilts his head and looks at the quietly flowing river, and unconsciously whispers: "Xiaohua, What if my fishhook hadn't caught you that day? Would you...have never known me?"

Zhang Xiaohua put her hands on Meng's shoulders, looked at the setting sun, spread the orange light on the running water, and said with absolute certainty: "No! You... are the fate given to me by God, even if you are... If your fishhook hadn't caught me, I... would have floated along with the current, and floated, and floated, to Dianchi Lake, and then floated, and floated, to Jinghai Lake, all the way to yours Go around!"

"Xiaohua..." Meng was very emotional. He put his arm around Zhang Xiaohua's waist and raised his face. Zhang Xiaohua smiled and lowered his head, kissing Meng's lips deeply, tasting the sweetness in each other's hearts.

The thatched cottage by the river is still the same. It seems that very few people come here. Although Meng has not been here for several years, he still tidies up the dusty thatched cottage very familiarly. Under the moonlight, Zhang Xiaohua and Meng sit, We sat at the place where we sat five years ago, chatting until the full moon appeared...

The next morning, the two held hands, and Zhang Xiaohua and Meng walked through the woods behind the thatched cottage. The mysterious restriction was still there, and under the consciousness, the flaw was clearly visible.

Zhang Xiaohua knew that there was nothing inside, so he didn't make any stop. He used Qing Kung Fu and headed west again. The two of them walked for half an hour without seeing any people. Knowing that few people came here, within his spiritual consciousness, Nothing was found either!

Meng's brows gradually frowned, and his eyes were looking around, trying to find the place in his memory. Suddenly, he saw a thick tree, and the silver leaves made Meng's eyes light up, and he immediately screamed. He stood up and said, "Xiao Hua, I... I remember, here... I have an impression of this big tree. Master should have brought me here, or maybe I walked past it!"

Zhang Xiaohua also became energetic after hearing this, and asked: "Then...which direction did it come from, do you still remember?"

Meng looked at it for a long time, pointed in a direction, and hesitated: "Maybe it's this direction.

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"Okay, let's go take a look!" Zhang Xiaohua said happily.

With that said, Zhang Xiaohua pulled Meng and used Qinggong again to move forward. However, the further forward, the more confused Meng's expression became, and his face gradually turned pale... There was a look of pain between his eyebrows!

"Meng, what's wrong with you? Did you remember something?"

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaohua held Meng's hand with her hand and asked with concern.

"I don't know why, but the further we go, the more familiar this scene becomes, and the more we think about it, the more my head hurts!" Meng gritted his teeth and said.

"This..." Zhang Xiaohua stopped and asked worriedly: "Can... still leave?"

"Yes, we must continue on this path today..." Meng insisted: "It seems that I am walking ahead of others this time, but... don't let others ruin everything again!"

"Yeah, it works. If you have a headache and can't hold on, just tell me!" Zhang Xiaohua nodded and said.

"Oh, okay." Meng sighed and said, "I don't know if my mother has any secrets, or if I have anything to hide about my life experience, but someone actually wiped it out in advance."

"They are probably people from the Tianlong Sect." Zhang Xiaohua said: "It seems that a lot of things have happened since the last time we met the Tianlong Sect's inspection team. They should be the ones who did it."

"But... I am just the daughter of the Holy Envoy. How... does this hinder their Tianlong Sect?"

"How do I know? Maybe it's time..." Zhang Xiaohua was smiling bitterly, but suddenly she was stunned, and then a smile appeared on her face.

"What's wrong?" Meng Qi said, "What did you think of?"

"I didn't expect anything, it's just... we've been in the mountains for so long, we should have discovered something by now!"

"That's terrible. There are very few people here, and even wild animals are rare. What could happen? Hey, why did you forget to go this way?"

"Haha, didn't you see there is a stream here? If there are people living there, they must be close to the water source. What can we find if we follow the stream?"

"Ah? Xiaohua, you...you are so bad, you even know this?"

Amid Meng's praise, the two of them walked forward for a long time. Suddenly, a plume of smoke rose from a mountain col in front of them!

"Xiaohua, come on, look, there's someone over there!"

"Really? Don't worry, it's better to go over and take a look. This smoke might have come from those who were hunting!"

Need I say more? After turning around the mountain col, there was a small village in front of them. Zhang Xiaohua took a general look with his spiritual consciousness. There were about ten households. Then he looked around the village and saw that there were no cultivated fields.

This village is really small and looks very poor. Each house has no walls, only a few adobe houses, and many are simple thatched houses.

It was already approaching noon, and some smoke had begun to emerge from the simple chimneys on some roofs. In the small village, several three- and four-year-old children were laughing and playing, with no adults around to look after them.

"Is this here?" Zhang Xiaohua turned around with concern.

Meng's face was already pale, his brows were furrowed tightly, his hands were a little cold, and he began to tremble slightly. He gritted his teeth tightly and looked at the small village with a complicated expression in his eyes.

At this moment, the children playing seemed to have discovered the stranger standing not far away. They all showed vigilance and curiosity, and then dispersed in a rush.

A little girl ran into the nearest thatched hut, and within a moment, she held the hand of an old woman and walked out. She was still chattering while walking, pointing in the direction of Zhang Xiaohua and Meng!

The old man came out and looked here for a long time without saying anything. Then he waved his hand and motioned for them to come over.

Zhang Xiaohua saw that Meng was still confused for a while and surprised for a while, and said with concern: "It's better to stop thinking about it now and ask the old man, maybe she can know something!"

Dreaming for a moment, he took half a step forward, stopped again, and held Zhang Xiaohua's hand tightly with his hands. Zhang Xiaohua knew that Meng was a little timid, so she patted his vest and held her hand with his hand. To show encouragement, in this way, Meng just staggered forward...

The old woman standing at the door held the girl's hand and looked at Zhang Xiaohua and Meng who were gradually approaching with cloudy eyes. When they got closer, the old woman blinked her eyes. There seemed to be some surprise and surprise in her eyes. She raised her head He raised his hand, pointed at Meng, and said in disbelief: "You...are you...Xiaoya?"

"Yes, you must be Xiaoya!" The old woman asked and answered: "You kid...where have you been running away in the past few years? Why don't you know you're coming back?"

I dreamed that the old woman called herself Xiaoya, and her body stiffened suddenly, and then she shivered violently as if she had been struck by lightning. She murmured: "Yes, I... I am Xiaoya, Xiaoya is me. !”

While he was talking, several younger middle-aged women also walked out of other thatched houses. After seeing the dream, they also screamed: "Xiaoya... are you still alive? We... oh, where have you gone? , it will take four...five years to leave!"

"When Grandma Qiu passed away, she was still thinking about you."

"Yes, Grandma Qiu never closed her eyes, saying that she had lost you. I'm sorry for your mother!"

"Oh, you kid, you are finally back. Go to Grandma Qiu's grave, have a look, kowtow, and let her feel at ease under the Nine Springs!"

"Hehe, who is this young man? Xiaoya, you..."

Several people talked about it, saying that Meng's face changed, and then he put his forehead on his head and fainted in Zhang Xiaohua's arms!

"Ah" Zhang Xiaohua was shocked and quickly hugged Meng, her hands and feet a little flustered.

"Child, don't worry." Seeing Zhang Xiaohua's panic, the old woman at first said kindly: "Xiaoya has always been like this, it will be fine after a while. Well, Grandma Qiu's thatched cottage has not been cleaned up for many years, you still Bring Xiaoya to my house first!"

The faces of the women nearby also showed a look of familiarity, and they all came to help. Zhang Xiaohua couldn't use them, and easily hugged Meng and entered the old woman's thatched cottage.

The thatched cottage is not as small as it looks from the outside. It is actually divided into three rooms. The old woman pointed to the small room on the left and said: "This is where I live. If you put Xiaoya on the straw, she will wake up in half an hour." Come.”

Zhang Xiaohua followed the instructions and entered the hut. This hut was indeed small. There was only a thick layer of straw on the ground, and there were some animal skins on the straw. Zhang Xiaohua put her dream on the animal skin, and poured her true energy into the dream's skin. After a brief check of her meridians and her pulse, I knew that there was nothing serious, and then I walked to the middle room.

The room was not big, but when several women came in, it seemed extremely crowded.

Zhang Xiaohua bowed and saluted: "Aunts, this mother-in-law, my name is Ren Xiaoyao, she is... Xiaoya's junior brother..."

"Junior brother?" The mother-in-law frowned after hearing this and said, "Xiaoya...where have you been in the past few years?"

"This..." Zhang Xiaohua was a little hesitant after hearing this. Meng fainted just after arriving in the small mountain village. It was not yet sure whether she was related to the small mountain village, so Zhang Xiaohua did not want to tell Meng's story casually.

The old woman didn't say anything. The women all laughed and said, "Young man, Xiaoya was born here and grew up here. We are very familiar with Mrs. Aya..."

"Mrs. Aya?" Zhang Xiaohua asked curiously: "Is... is she Xiaoya's mother?"

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