Chapter 817 Mysterious Dream

And Inoue Ikki, as an orphan in Sakurajima, has his current status, becoming Inoue Hidetari's most proud disciple and Inoue Hidetari's godson.

He relies on his ability to communicate with trees and break the hiddenness of hermits at any time.

This ability is exactly the same as Lin Mumu's!

Compared with the unknown parents, it seems that Inoue Ikki is more like her.

Lin Mumu felt a little disappointed in her heart. Seeing that she is about to have parents, will it really be a false joy in the end?

Lin Mumu hugged the quilt and buns, turned around a few times, and fell asleep in a daze at one o'clock in the middle of the night.

In the dream, Lin Mumu seemed to have returned to the Yuqing Temple in Qiongzhou and saw the back of a man who was carefully carving a piece of wood.

Lin Mumu was very curious about what he was carving.

When Lin Mumu approached, he suddenly turned his head and smiled at Lin Mumu:

"Don't worry, the new body will be ready soon."

Lin Mumu woke up suddenly! She sat up straight.

The magnified man's face was very clear. It was definitely her master, Taoist Lingwu!

And the face that Taoist Lingwu was carving on the piece of wood was exactly the same as hers!

Although she knew it was a dream, Lin Mumu's heart was still beating. She couldn't rest. Why couldn't she fall asleep?

She got up and ran to the dressing mirror to look at herself bit by bit.

Her face was not as beautiful as a fairy, but her facial features were also delicate.

Eyebrows, nose, eyes, including the small sweat hairs at the corners of her mouth, and a little bit of fluff around her ears. They were all clear. No matter how you look at it, it's a human face? It doesn't look like a wood carving.

But Lin Mumu's heart was restless.

Fortunately, the heating in the room was very hot, and Lin Mumu took off all her clothes and reflected every bit of her body in the mirror clearly.

Fortunately, there was nothing special about her body. It was just a human body, without the characteristics of a wood carving.

Lin Mumu thought about the operation for the plane's soul loss again. Her master was not a doctor, so how could he perform the operation on her?

Lin Mumu turned on the computer and searched a lot of information about souls and other aspects. The answers she got were basically that the soul left the body and the person was basically dead.

So she was dead?

Then what was her master's operation all about?

The picture in the dream became clearer and clearer, and Lin Mumu's heart was in a knot. After that, she couldn't fall asleep even when she lay in bed.

After tossing and turning all night, it was almost six o'clock, so Lin Mumu simply put on a thick down jacket and went out for a run.

The morning wind in Yanjing City was particularly cold, scraping on the face like a knife, ready to tear people into pieces at any time.

Lin Mumu ran a few laps, and her body was warm, but her little face was frozen red.

Lin Mumu took a deep breath and felt much more cheerful.

It was snowing, and the snow was getting heavier and heavier, from small goose feathers to trees full of silver flowers and streets full of quilts.

Lin Mumu ran all the way to Yanda, ran past Yanshui Lake, and all the way to the lakeside bamboo building of the Department of Religion.

Because of the cold weather and much snow in winter, the originally green bamboo building was covered with a layer of yellow reeds. Now a layer of snow fell on it, like a cotton quilt on the roof.

The students of the Department of Religion were very concerned about Professor Lin's potted plants and had moved them into the warm room a long time ago. But now they are not growing very vigorously.

Lin Mumu took a large bucket of water, stirred it with his hands, and took a gourd ladle to water the pots one by one.