The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 64 Tears because of love, not suffering (2)

The lanterns beside the stream were still burning, and the candles were flickering in the dark, becoming the only light source except the eddie.

Because of the influence of that mysterious opportunity, Song Lanyi always felt a little fluctuating in his mood.

She recited poems in her heart to calm down, and then focused on picking up space equipment.

Due to time constraints, Song Lanyi didn't bother to study what was inside.

Instead, he directly stuffed everything into the dream space.

However, I don't know if it was her illusion. As she continued to move forward, there were more and more white bone lanterns floating on the thick ink-like stream.

The corpse oil in the middle of the lantern burns quietly, giving off a strange and beautiful dreamlike feeling.

At this time, a faint singing sound came from a distance.

"In the flick of the finger on Xianlu, hidden in Qiankun's sleeve..."

"For three thousand years, I walk alone on the road..."

"If you ask about the fairy road, a dream will come alive..."

Resisting this strange singing, Song Lanyi bowed deeply in front of the bones of the ancestors of the human race, restraining the bones, then said "offended" in a low voice, and then took off the dragon pattern ring on his index finger.

After doing all this, she slowly straightened up and looked at the faint blue palace in the center of the lake formed by the streams.

On the eaves of the temple, there are countless butterflies fluttering their wings.

Song Lanyi looked at the butterfly, and for some reason, suddenly felt a sense of fate.

It was as if, somewhere in the dark, there was a pair of pushing hands, pushing her forward invisibly.

Obviously whether it is good to go to Yaoman territory, or to participate in the secret realm, it is her own choice.

But every step of this is in the arms of the person behind it.

Song Lanyi hated this feeling, but she wasn't bothered by it, and was even scared.

Because what can make her cry is only sincere love, not suffering.

She firmly believes that too much worry is useless, instead of worrying all day long, it is better to keep going.

Whether you say she is stubborn or stupid, she always relies on her youthful spirit to break through the south wall boldly without looking back.

Looking at the temple in the center of the lake, she called out the big bronzing book between her eyebrows, and smiled sassfully, "The good wind sent me to Qingyun by force!"

A gust of wind blew by, and on the stream, the candles in the bone lanterns flickered on and off.

Song Lanyi stepped on the blue clouds and braved the waves.

Along the way, wherever the blue clouds passed under her feet, and where the water was turbulent, there would be sharp bones and sharp claws sticking out.

It's just that Qingyun advanced extremely fast, and almost instantly, he floated three feet away.

Those bones hiding at the bottom of the river could only watch Song Lanyi's back, open their mouths, and let out a silent roar.

When the blue cloud drifted to the main hall in the center of the lake, Song Lanyi looked at the main hall, and a sudden enlightenment rose in his heart.

At this moment, she seems to have understood what the girl said that day... "Dao fruit in the ninth life, and consummation in the tenth life."

Nine is the ultimate number, how rare is it to achieve perfection?

There is no real consummation in the world, and naturally there is no her in the tenth life.

This Song Lanyi, perhaps in a certain sense, is not even considered a human being.

She is just the fruit of the combination of nine lives.

But... so what?
Song Lanyi smiled lightly, so what about Dao fruit, what about not being a human body?
Just like what Song Hanhai said that day.

This life is the best life.

Song Lanyi walked within three feet of the palace gate.

The moment she arrived, the palace that had been covered in dust for a long time seemed to feel a familiar atmosphere.

Only a bang was heard, and the vermilion front door of the hall slowly opened to both sides.

Accompanied by the grinding sound of teeth acid, a decaying breath came from the palace gate.

The moment he opened it, Song Lanyi saw a statue sitting cross-legged in the hall, because it looked like a real person, but there was an inexplicable sense of weirdness about it.

The moment the girl depicted in the statue sees Song Lanyi, her pupils rotate slowly, as if the sun, moon, mountains and rivers are overturning in her eyes.

All she could hear was a low voice that didn't fit her appearance, "You're here."

The gust of wind blew Song Lanyi's clothes, she looked into the girl's eyes, and said in a calm and firm voice, "I'm here."

I'm here, this time, I'm coming to see you as Daoguo.

But next time, maybe it won't be like that.

The eyes of the two collided in mid-air, only to hear a bang, Song Lanyi vaguely saw a torrent of time, and among countless space fragments and torrents, she saw a butterfly.

It takes 3000 years for the butterfly to flap its wings, and it travels across time and space until it flies to Song Lanyi.

"You are Daoguo, and I am the past life. You and I are uncertain pawns in the cycle of fate. Everyone calls me the dream master, but no one has ever discovered that my dream has never been a dream. This dream is even more Fate is reincarnation."

In the torrent of time, the girl slowly sat down cross-legged, with an extra chess game in front of her.

She stretched out her hand to ask, and said indifferently, "Are you willing to have a son with me?"

Of course Song Lanyi knew that this chess game was definitely not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

But her complex Taoist identity alone is beyond what she can relate to now.

The girl's words seemed to be polite, but in fact they were murderous every step of the way.

She smiled calmly, lifted her dress, and sat down cross-legged like a girl.

The girl holds chess with one hand, and moves quickly and powerfully. A sunspot lands in the center of the board.

Song Lanyi is actually not specialized in this kind of thing.

It just so happened that the girls wanted to play games with her, and that wasn't the case.

Song Lanyi held a white chess piece, which also landed on the board.

Immediately afterwards, her eyes blurred.

When she opened her eyes again, she only felt that she was in the darkness and felt a sense of suffocation.

Under the strong pressure, she pushed outward along the pressure, and suddenly, a ray of light broke through the darkness.

Song Lanyi was ignorant, only felt that someone slapped her buttocks, and out of instinct, she burst into tears subconsciously.

But the moment the sound came out, it was not the sound of a girl weeping softly, but the sound of a baby crying loudly.

Beside her, a woman complained, "It's another girl's film, ten eggs were wasted!"

Consciousness suddenly turned around.

The girl raised her quiet eyes, looked at Song Lanyi, twitched the corners of her mouth, and said with a hint of vicissitudes in her tone, "You see, life has always been bitter. When you were just born, the person who greeted you was just It's crying."

Song Lanyi shook his head to retort, and said softly, "Why are you crying? Parents cry to welcome the arrival of a new life, and babies cry because of the blooming of life. There are many kinds of crying. Crying is not necessarily because of sadness. Laughing is not necessarily because of joy."

　Chapter 2, there is another chapter today.

　　During the National Day, three times a day, 6k words, and the rest will be saved as manuscripts on the shelves. I hope everyone will understand me, a poor man who has not saved manuscripts
　　
　
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