Chapter 1006: Where the Dream Begins

Chapter 1006: Where Dreams Begin

Yes, the first time! The place where they met for the first time, Meng's nostalgia for Zhang Hua, Zhang Hua's longing for Meng, the place where it started.

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

Just that one chance encounter planted the seed of mutual dependence in the hearts of the ignorant two people. The seed was planted so deeply and so secretly that they waited until five years later when the two met again. Gradually sprouting, and this sprout is full of vitality, turning the five years of missing each other into fodder, allowing that feeling to multiply without restraint.

At this time, it may not be the harvest season, but snuggling in Zhang Hua's arms, standing on the bridge extending into the river, Meng Meng tilted her head and looked at the quietly flowing river, unconsciously said softly: "Hua, What if my hook hadn't hooked you that day? You...wouldn't you know me?"

Zhang Hua put his arms around Meng's shoulders, looked at the setting sun head-on, sprinkled the orange-red light on the flowing water, and said with certainty: "No! You... are the fate bestowed on me by God, even if it is If your fishhook didn't catch me, I...would float along this flowing water, to Dianchi Lake, to Jinghai Lake, to yours Go around!"

"Hua..." Meng was very emotional, she wrapped her arms around Zhang Hua's waist with her back, and raised her face, Zhang Hua smiled and bowed her head, deeply engrossing Meng's cherry net, 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, she is very familiar with cleaning up the dusty thatched cottage. Under the moonlight, Zhang Hua and Meng sat together. The place where I sat five years ago, chatting in vain until the full moon came...

In the early morning of the next day, the two held hands and started on the road again. Zhang Hua walked through the woods behind the thatched cottage with his dream.

Zhang Hua knew that there was nothing inside, so he didn't stop there. He performed lightness kung fu and went straight to the west. The two of them walked for half an hour, but they didn't see any people. They knew that few people came here. Also found nothing!

Meng's brows gradually frowned, her eyes looked around all the way, trying to find the place in her impression, suddenly, she saw a thick and big tree, the silver leaves made Meng's eyes bright, and she immediately cried out , "Hua, I... I remember, here... I have an impression of this big tree. It should be that Master brought me here, or I walked past it!"

Zhang Hua was also refreshed when he heard this, and asked, "Then... which direction did you come from, do you remember?"

I saw the dream for a long time again,

Pointing in one direction, hesitantly said, "Maybe it's in this direction."

"Okay, let's go and have a look!" Zhang Hua said happily.

As he said that, Zhang Hua pulled Meng and continued to move forward with lightness kung fu, but the further he went, the more confused Meng's expression became, and his face gradually turned pale... There was a look of pain between his brows!

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

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

"I don't know how, the more I go forward, the more familiar this scene becomes, and the more I think about it, the more painful my mind is!" Meng said through gritted teeth.

"This..." Zhang Hua stopped and asked worriedly, "Is... can I still go?"

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

"Well, it's okay, if you have a headache and can't hold on, just tell me!" Zhang Hua nodded.

"Oh, okay." Meng sighed, and looked up to the front: "I don't know what secret my mother has, or what can I hide about my life experience, and someone wiped it out in advance."

"It's probably a member of the Tianlong Sect." Zhang Hua said, "It seems that so many things happened after I met the inspection team of the Tianlong Sect last time. They should have done it."

"But... I'm just the daughter of the holy envoy. This... Does this hinder their Tianlong teaching?"

"How would I know? Maybe it's here..." Zhang Hua was smiling wryly, but suddenly he was taken aback, and then a slight smile appeared on his face.

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

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

"That's enough, there are few people here, even wild animals are rare, what can happen? Hey, why did you forget to go this way?"

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

"Huh? Hua, you...you are really bang, you even know this?"

In the praise of the dream, the two walked forward for a long time, and suddenly, a puff of cooking smoke rose from a mountain depression in front of them!

"Hua, hurry up, look, there is someone over there!"

"Really? Don't worry, it's better to have a look at the genius physiognomist in the past. The smoke might be from the lives of those hunting!"

Needless to say? Turning around the mountain depression, there was a village in front of him. Zhang Hua took a rough look at it with his spiritual sense, that is, a dozen or so households, and then looked around the village, and there was no farmland.

This village is really very poor, and it looks very poor. Every household has no walls, only adobe houses, and many are simple thatched houses.

At this time, it was approaching noon, and some smoke had begun to rise from the simple chimneys on some roofs. In the village, there were a few three- and four-year-old children playing and laughing, and there were no adults around them.

"Is it here?" Zhang Hua looked back with concern.

Meng's face was already pale, her brows were tightly frowned, her hands were a little cold, and she began to tremble slightly, she gritted her teeth tightly, and looked at the village there, with a complex look in her eyes.

At this moment, the children who were playing seemed to have spotted a stranger standing not far away, they all showed vigilance and curiosity, and then they all scattered away.

A girl ran into the nearest thatched hut, and after a while, she took the hand of an old woman and walked out. She was still "twittering" while walking, pointing her finger in the direction of Zhang Hua and Meng!

The old man came out, set up an awning to look at this side for a long time, didn't say a word, then waved his hand, motioning them to come over to the genius physicist.

Seeing the dream, Zhang Hua was still dazed and surprised for a while, and said with concern: "Don't think about it yet, go ask the old man, maybe she can know something!"

After dreaming for a while, he walked half a step forward, stopped again, and held Zhang Hua's hand tightly with his hands. Zhang Hua knew that Meng was a little timid, patted his vest, and held her hand with his hand, To show encouragement, in this way, Mengcai staggered forward...

The old woman standing at the door held the girl's hand, looked at Zhang Hua and Meng who were gradually approaching with cloudy eyes, and when they got closer, the old woman blinked her eyes, her eyes seemed to be a little pleasantly surprised, and at the same time a little surprised, she looked up. He raised his hand, pointed at Meng, and said in disbelief, "You... are you Ya?"

"Yes, you must be Ya!" The old woman asked herself and answered, "You child...where have you been all these years? Why don't you know you're coming back?"

Dreaming that the old woman called herself Ya, her body stiffened suddenly, and then she trembled violently as if struck by lightning, and murmured: "Yes, I... I am Ya, and Ya is me!"

Just as we were talking, a few middle-aged women came out from other thatched huts. After seeing the dream, they also exclaimed: "Ya... are you still alive? We... oh, where did you go? It's four...five years away!"

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

"That's right, Grandma Qiu never closed her eyes, saying that she threw you away, I'm sorry for your mother!"

"Hey, you are finally back, kid. Go to Grandma Qiu's grave and kowtow, so that she can feel at ease under Nine Springs!"

"Hee hee, who is this guy? Ya, you..."

Several people chattered, talking about the dream's face changing, and then they touched their foreheads, or fainted in Zhang Hua's arms!

"Ah~" Zhang Hua was startled, and quickly hugged Meng, feeling a little flustered.

"Son, don't worry." Seeing Zhang Hua flustered, the old woman said kindly: "Ya has always been like this, as long as it will be fine after a while. Well, Grandma Qiu's thatched cottage has not been cleaned up for many years. Bring Ya to my house first!"

The faces of the women next to her also showed that they were used to it, and they all came to help, Zhang Hua could not use them, and easily embraced the dream, that is, they entered the old woman's thatched cottage.

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

Zhang Hua entered that house according to his words. This house is indeed, only the floor is covered with a thick layer of straw, and on the straw are some animal skins. Zhang Hua put the dream on the animal skin, and put his true energy in the meridians of the dream. He took a little look at her, and checked her pulse again. After knowing that there was nothing serious, he walked to the middle room.

The room wasn't that big, and when a few women came in, it seemed extremely crowded.

Zhang Hua bowed and said: "Aunts, this mother-in-law, my name is Ren Xiaoyao, is...Ya's younger brother..."

"Junior Brother?" The granny frowned and said, "Ya... where have you been these few years?"

"This..." Zhang Hua was a little hesitant after hearing this. Meng fainted just after she came to the mountain village, and she was still not sure whether she was related to this mountain village, so Zhang Hua didn't want to casually tell about Meng.

The old lady didn't speak, and the women all laughed, and said: "Young man, Ya was born here and grew up here. We are very familiar with Mrs. Aya..."

"Madame Aya?" Zhang Hua wondered, "Is... is it Ya's mother?"

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