You shouldn't be here. "
"father?"
When Bai Ya came back to his senses, there was a familiar person standing in front of him. Shirasa was younger than he expected—younger than the last time he remembered seeing him. The old man was radiant and standing on a high platform. The breeze blows on my face, and my white clothes flutter.
Bai Ya looked around. He was in a grotto, and the stone platform extending in front of him was the protrusion of the cliff. He stepped forward, left the dark cave, and looked under the stone platform, only to see thick fog.
When did he come here? He couldn't remember. However, since he can even see his old father whom he misses so much, he must be dreaming. As for why there was such a strange scene in the dream, it may have something to do with the previous experience of going to the Divine Bird Temple.
"Why?"
He finally turned around and looked at his father, who was also standing on the edge of the stone platform. He had no expression, and the iron sword on his arm was still as clean as new. As before, his calm brows revealed an all-encompassing tolerance, and a hint of sternness that could only intimidate Bai Ya.
"You came here to die." Bai Sha glanced at him lightly and continued to stare at the sea of clouds in the distance.
"It does sound like what my father would say." Bai Ya stared intently.
"Because this is your dream."
"I know."
Although he knew it was a dream, Bai Ya felt somewhat happy about seeing him again after a long absence. Even if this weak emotion is cloaked in illusion, it can still easily touch people's hearts. Perhaps it is in dreams that those humble emotions that have been hidden can be freely released. He can cry now, laugh, and make noises like a child and no one will know. But he didn't. His innate self-restraint did not allow him to lose control under any circumstances, even in a dream.
"I thought you would be happy." Shirasa said.
"That's what I thought you thought." Bai Ya hesitated, "Probably..."
"You don't want to ask me anything? For example, why you came, where you are, and when you will go back."
Bai Ya remained silent. He kicked a small stone off the stone platform, and it fell quickly and disappeared into the mist.
"Does it make sense?" he finally said.
"Yes." Bai Sha said, "Dreams can make you think about problems from another perspective. Sometimes, you will make different discoveries."
"Okay. Then where are you? No...I don't even know if you old guy is still alive."
"No big or small." He scolded, just like the reality in Bai Ya's memory.
"I guess you came here for your mother, looking for the soul-returning incense. Otherwise, with your skills, the prison can trap you, but the road to get here is full of flaws. I don't believe they can trap you. You must be willing. Come. But the Gandharva said he has never seen you."
"You know that none of the gods here can be trusted."
"Maybe. But I have no other way. Now, even the only treasure I got has been taken away. My intuition, including the intuition of those friends, tells us that none of these gods are good people."
"As a father, I am very happy that you can make friends. I thought that if you really want to be a lone ranger, you won't even ask for a wife. Until you die alone, there won't even be anyone to collect your body."
"Tch! I don't even think I can survive that..."
"Stop talking nonsense!"
Bai Sha suddenly punched him with her good hand. The force was so strong that he felt pain even in his dream. His father was never polite when he attacked him. He suspected that one of the little brothers next to him who was sleeping in an impressive posture had kicked him.
"Tell me, if you don't care about others, what would you think?"
"I would rather snatch away all their so-called treasures. I want to see what they are worried about, fearing that outsiders will covet them. Since they are so wary, I will be sorry if I don't do anything bad. But those people No, they are always reasonable with everyone. I can’t do anything to anyone."
"You really have your style, brat. However, it is not easy for you to be soberly aware of your own powerlessness. Indeed, not everyone likes to fight and kill as soon as they come up. It doesn’t always solve the problem.”
"But the fastest -" Bai Ya spread his hands, "This is what you said."
"That's definitely not what I said, and you took it out of context."
"Okay, okay." He was a little impatient and couldn't complain to his father, so he changed the subject, "Then tell me, what should we do now? I really can't think of a way. I just like If I were free and easy, if it wasn’t for you, why would I need to live in such a miserable place and wallow in ashes?”
"You blame me again?" Bai Sha raised his hand again, Bai Ya shrank back, but the fist failed to land after all.
"I'm really at my wits' end. I feel like this iron-eating beast is not a bad person, but he definitely knows a lot of things, and he's hiding it from us. But I've been favored, so it's hard to say anything. Let me tell you, these people It’s too comfortable. If escaping from the world can solve the problem, even the emperor can become a monk. I didn’t say it well, so I didn’t say it, but one day the trouble will come to them. You have taken me to so many places, and I have seen So many things have happened...if we don’t solve the root cause of the trouble, we can’t hide it for a lifetime.”
Shirasa smiled. He raised his sword arm and carefully examined the lines on it. After a long time, he said:
"You are right. Some people know how terrible war is. Once they have the chance to return to a peaceful life, they never want to be involved in any disputes. But you can never blame these people... You don't know what they have experienced. What, how to struggle to survive. The tranquility and peace in front of you is so precious to them. Now that they have guarded their treasures, they naturally cannot give it away, just like those gods. "
"I understand, I understand everything, it's just..."
"How can the eggs be completed when the nest is overturned?" Bai Sha suddenly smiled, like an eccentric old child, "When the time comes, the fish in the pond will jump twice."
Even this smile is similar to the memory. Whenever his father comes up with some sneaky and bad idea, he always shows this expression. Sometimes Bai Ya feels that he is much more mature than his father. Still, his wacky ideas work most of the time. Taking advantage of the sword is a skill, and Bai Ya knows that he is far behind, but he has never been willing to learn such "evil ways".
"Okay, now that you're still missing arms and legs, I'm relieved as a father." Bai Sha stretched out, turned towards him, with his back to the cliff, "I'll take a step first and see you another day. As for you Well... let’s take it one step at a time.”
"……father?"
As soon as Bai Sha finished speaking, Bai Ya had a bad premonition. The father suddenly leaned back and fell from the cliff. His heart tightened, he rushed forward and looked down, but he only saw a vast expanse of white.
He woke up.
"Oh, that's strange." Qi Huan had just changed his clothes and was folding the quilt, "Young Master Bai got up so early."
Looking around, there was a pale dim light of dawn outside the window, and half of Mingming's legs in the room were pressed against his thigh. His legs were numb, and he felt a stinging pain when he opened it. Liu Shenghan is not here, he must have gone downstairs to wash up, but Jun Aoyan did not wake up. He ignored the discomfort on his legs and patted Aoyan hard twice through the thin quilt.
"...Ah, what are you doing?"
Jun Aoyan squirmed twice and struggled to hold up half of her body. She then complained: "We are not fighting, and we don't get up so early for the march..."
"Are you lying in bed in the team? Get up!" Bai Ya pulled off her quilt, "Let me ask you, did you dream of anything last night? Did you see your father?"
"No...why are you so nervous so early in the morning?"
Jun Aoyan didn't even open her eyes, and her hair wasn't tied up, it was a mess like a sleepy "crazy woman". But when she understood what Lao Bai meant, she suddenly opened her eyes wide and lost all sleep.
"Did you dream about it?"
"You really don't?"
The two looked at each other for a while, feeling somewhat confused. Bai Ya saw the two candles beside his pillow and quickly picked them up to look at them. Both candles only burned about an inch, barely touching the head of the character "Jun", but there was still a lot left. He picked up the candle and compared it repeatedly, but couldn't see anything wrong. He put his nose up and sniffed again, but couldn't find any clues. Both candles had some different essential oils added to them, leaving only the scent. One is like a dessert with too much sugar, and the other is like the leftover fruit residue from brewing.
"Maybe it's just a coincidence."
Qi Huan put the folded quilt aside and started to wake Mingming up. The child was obviously awake, but he insisted on staying in bed, hugging the quilt and refusing to let go, and refused to open his eyes. Bai Ya could not deny Qi Huan's statement. Maybe he was right, after all they had talked for so long last night. As the saying goes, you have something to think about every day and something to dream about at night.
It gradually became noisy outside the window. The villagers were probably all awake, and many people came to the street. The rooster's crow only lasted for a while and then stopped suddenly. Jun Aoyan was combing her hair beside the bed and looking out the window. For some reason, an uneasiness filled the air.
"I don't feel right."
"I think so too." Qi Huan finally woke Mingming up and was urging him to wash up, "By the way, where is Xue Mo?"
"Where did Liu Shenghan go?" Bai Ya asked after what he said.
Qi Huan told him that Liu Shenghan was nowhere to be seen when she woke up in the morning, but her quilt had not been folded yet, so she had just opened it and it was cold to the touch. Maybe Xue Mo came up suddenly and asked her for something. They haven't come back yet.
But the people downstairs were obviously very noisy, and more and more villagers gathered under Xuemo's bamboo house, which made Aoyan feel uneasy. She said she was going downstairs to find Xue Mo. Just as she was about to leave the window, she suddenly saw two people in the crowd walking towards her. Rather than walking, it is better to say "squeezing". The first one was Xue Mo, followed closely by Liu Shenghan. Although the villagers made way for Xue Mo, they looked unkind to Liu Shenghan. Someone looked into the window and met Jun Aoyan's eyes. That look was not friendly and made her feel a little chilly. When they came to the bamboo house, an old man stopped Xue Mo and wanted to say something. He just waved his hand and said:
"I know. I'll just tell you."
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