Chapter 451: Avenue book

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"Hey, how did you grow up?"
Compared with Lin Luoran's surprise, the girls seem to have a lot of confusion in their eyes. They look like they haven't seen it.
"How did you cry?" Unclear the situation, he did not entangle here, but asked why Lin Luoran was crying. So big people are crying very strange, and they don’t want to let her cry, and she can feel the discomfort of the opposite woman.
Lin Luoran strange girl's reaction, dry tears, hesitated, but collapsed the girl's clean eyes. The eyes that are more transparent than the crystals give people a desire to talk.
Perhaps, it is also related to her being suppressed for too long.
Returning from Penglai, facing the dramatic changes in the homeland, the severe pain from the highest point, despair, and the deepening of the thoughts as time goes by. The people around her regard her as the pillar, and the cockroaches in her heart are the first to tell, and I can hear it.
Lin Luoran did not get the comfort of the girl, looked around, looked at the strange but comfortable big bed, took a different path and told her a story:

There was a village called 'Sang', and there was a tall Qinglan Mountain on the left, with a beautiful and gentle cyan ostrich. The right side is the rolling hills, the spring has delicious wild vegetables, the summer has berries, and the autumn is everywhere. The wild fruit that can be eaten can also catch the hare hiding in the cave in winter."
Demeaning, the line of sight cast out of the window, as seen from the room, is the medicine and Ling Tian, ​​the fruit of the space, told her to think of the Taoyuan small village called "Sang".
A few words, let Lin Luoran feel the same, the village named "Sang" in the mouth of the mouth with the breath of the paradise.
"The beautiful rolling mountains, in addition to exotic flowers and grasses, there are also many beasts and monsters. Winter animals are hiding, the beasts will start to enter the mountains, and the village will die in the mountains every winter.
On the left side of the Qinglan Mountain, there are white people fluttering in the white, often helping the villagers, seeing the villagers in the winter to go to the mountains to hunt and there are always casualties, but also teach the nearby tribes to plant chestnut rice, the village is fertile, the annual harvest is better than Several villages in the vicinity are better. You don't need to go into the mountains in winter. Since then, the number of casualties has decreased. The young children in Sangcun have dreamed of going to Qinglan Mountain and learning magic to protect the villagers.
There was a big snow in the year and another little girl was born in the village. Her parents are old and very pampered. Although there is chestnut rice, the winter grain is always monotonous. The old father is delighted. When going to the mountains to go hunting in the snow, he has to pay for his wife and daughter. The old wife holds his daughter and looks at him into the mountains. It was so big that I waited until it was dark and bright, and the back of my sister didn’t come back... The old wife was sad, and in less than a few years, she left her only daughter. From then on, the little girl born in the snowy day became an orphan girl. She was six years old and grew shorter than her little girl of the same age.

Like a knife that is not sharp, cutting meat, there is a kind of pain, Lin Luoran holding his hand in the backhand, the girl's palm is cold.
The little girl who lost her father and lost her mother in childhood, is that what?
Lin Luoran remembers that he was carrying the "Kangxi Dictionary" in the days of charging, and hey, micro. Hey, is it the humble orphan girl?
He laughed. "You heard this, do you think that the lonely woman is very poor?"
After being poked, Lin Luoran did not know whether to shake his head or nod. Fortunately, the girl did not care, whispered and shook her head: "You are wrong, the people of Sangcun feel that she is very lucky. The parents died. The child, because he could not eat enough, was hungry under the green hills and was rescued by the 'Imperial Man' on the top of the mountain.
She became the youngest disciple of Qinglan Mountain.
There are more than 300 people on Qinglan Mountain. She is the youngest, and all the brothers like her very much. Someone will pick her fruit today. Someone will take her to fly to the sky to see the crane tomorrow. In less than two months, the little girl was fat two times, her face was round like an orange, and the white beard master said that when she was eight years old, she taught her to practice breathing.
It turns out that the brothers and sisters on the Qinglan Mountain, including the masters, are all called qis, not the immortals identified by the villagers.
The master said that she would be able to practice when she was eight years old. The little girl was counting her days.
When is it eight years old?
She wraps around the brothers and asks, every brother sees her and surrenders. The little girl always giggles when she sees it. The childhood experience gradually remembers not really, but in just a few months, she feels that she is the happiest. Little girl.
It is a pity... This kind of day is too easy to get, and naturally it is easy to lose.

"Oh, don't say it." Lin Luoran feels the same, telling you not to talk about it.
The girl slightly turned her head and smiled when she was sweet. "One day, the enemy came to the door, the master died, and she and the brothers were arrested... More than 300 people in Qinglan Mountain, The enemy’s means of viciousness, killing one person every day, used to torture her uncompromising master. On the last day, only the young and the masters were dead in the Qingyi Mountain, and the devil threatened her life. The master is in the air, the little girl thinks of the old man who has never returned in the snow, and there is no compromise. The devil turns his face and ruthlessly, and tears her to the claws."
At the beginning, I told you not to talk about it. When I heard that life was in danger, Lin Luoran couldn’t help but ask, "What later? You...the little girl, how did it escape?"
Hearing her tone of concern, he took his hand out of Lin Luoran’s hand.
"Later, a man suddenly descended from the sky and saved the little girl from her brother. The devil's head was sinister and irritated, and not only the people of the devil's head, but even the children and grandchildren, were killed."
Lin Luoran had an intuition in his heart. The "he" who saved the shackles was a robe man.
What the embarrassing she has seen so far?
"Hey, why are you telling me this..."
The girl shook her head. "I don't know, just like you are willing to talk to me. I have never said this to anyone. It is very strange to say it to you."
Strange? maybe.
Lin Luoran is more willing to believe that the reason why the girl tells the old things, just do not know how to comfort her - the big one with the sadness, the two people share the meaning?
Awkward smiles, like delicious pastries, are almost sweet to be opened. She doesn't tell, who knows that this is a girl who lost her family when she was young and witnessed the horrible disaster. Compared with her, her parents loved her very much when she was a child, but she was separated. There are still opportunities to reunite relatives and friends, and what is worthy of being sad.
I was not sad when I saw her, and I was happy.
I looked at the room and said, "I’m like I’ve seen you there... yes, where is this?

Lin Luoran a glimpse, this bead space, Yan Mingming is the former owner, she actually does not know? !
Looking at the girl's look is not like a fake, a spiritual light across the mind, and so on, Lin Luoran compares her words and deeds, with a bold guess.
"Hey, have you really seen me?"
He shook his head.
Lin Luoran frowned, perhaps only a bold assumption, she looked at the blue book on the table, Lin family's fruit really has two heirlooms. One is the magical space of the beads. When the former owner left, he left the mind to become a young child. When she broke the wooden house in the knot, she was able to meet.
The other ancestral treasure of the Lin family is the anonymous medicine.
The girl in front of her eyes is not a real person. Is it only because of the drug book that she can reproduce the silhouette of time?
No wonder, the embarrassment that I saw after the death of Dan, although it is a young child, in fact, the words are not leaking, leaving many mysteries for her. At this time, the thirteen or four years old, but the real girl's mind, see her sad, and tell her past things to comfort her.
"You, are you hiding in the medicine book?"
I am very curious about the furnishings in the room. If the owner is not allowed yet, she still wants to go outside. When I heard Lin Luoran ask, she wondered: "What medicine book?"
Looking down on Lin Luoran's gaze, I was very surprised. "This is not a drug book. How do you think it is a drug book? He will laugh when he hears it."
Lin Luoran identified the "he" in the mouth of the mouth as a mysterious robes man, but if it is not a drug book, what is the blue book?
I laughed a little. "Is it ‘avenue,' but you don’t know the word?

The smooth and sleek book cover, there is no word, why come to the "avenue", Lin Luoran does not want to argue with the little girl, squatting with a painting, a familiar golden pattern of her volley, now in Lin Luoran I was stunned and didn't enter the blue book.
Two hot stamping characters appear in the book cover, which is a font that Lin Luoran has never seen before.
Book title - Avenue?
The ancient atmosphere was radiated from the hot stamping characters, and a strong impulse tempted Lin Luoran to look at the dust for many years. At this time, the ancient book of the true face was revealed.
Open it, open it and take a look.
Lin’s anonymous medicine, which was found in the distant Stars by her, was recorded in the ancient book of the book "Avenue". Is it really an ordinary prescription?
She was embarrassed, and she wanted to seek advice from her, and turned to look at it. The door was closed and the girl who was screaming was gone.
The village she called "Sang", lived in the Qingyi Mountain where she was a martial artist, lost her loved ones and sorrows, and killed the door. It was like a dream, if the book was not intact, the blue-skinned book and the gilded title did not. Disappeared, Lin Luoran must think that everything is just her reverie.