Big Moon Ballad

After making all the arrangements, Ying Baoyue checked the formations in the yard over and over again.

As she had thought before, the formation in the courtyard was perfect.

The formations she has set up in her life have never failed.Even when encountering an opponent with a higher realm than himself, he has never been defeated.

But there was such an unexpected person who broke her formation for the first time in her life.

Ying Baoyue pulled her fingers out of the wet soil on the ground, stood up slowly, and raised her head.

Xiao Li Ji was lying by the window of the tree house, staring at her motionless.

The original Lin Baoyue left after arranging the formation without looking back.

At that time, she didn't know what would happen next. She had already made all the arrangements she could, and she had nothing to regret, so she could leave without regret.

The fact that the formation she set up was broken by others does not exist in this memory, after all, it is impossible for her to see what happened after she left.

But that day, in Li Ji's illusion, Ying Baoyue saw what happened after she left.

Xiao Li Ji didn't keep his promise with her, walked out of the tree house, and rushed out of the formation she set up.

Ying Baoyue raised her head and met the eyes of the boy on the tree.

Xiao Li Ji was wearing a thick mask, looking at her with red eye circles, he didn't yell, and didn't try to keep her.

At the current stage, the aura on his body is still the aura of a human-level practitioner. Although he has broken through the threshold, his aura is weak, and he has no ability to break through the barrier set by a heaven-level practitioner.

Ying Baoyue didn't know why little Li Ji was able to break the formation. She only saw the result in Li Ji's illusion, she didn't understand the process, and she didn't ask Li Ji.

To be honest, she felt that Li Ji himself might not know the reason.

Bathed in little Li Ji's gaze, Ying Baoyue turned around slowly, and headed towards the door.

All she can get back is her memory, and she can only continue to search for the cause and effect of everything.

Anyway, the time for parting has come.

With his back facing the tree house, Ying Baoyue looked at the empty courtyard in front of him.

The boy with the wooden sword jumped over the threshold and passed her eyes.

"Sister, I caught a pheasant! Let's have roast chicken for lunch today!"

"Sister, the lake is frozen, can I go up and play?"

"Sister, are you going to pick fruit?"

"Sister, the maple leaves are turning red."

"Sister, it's snowing."

"Sister, I want to go with you."

Countless figures are jumping in the yard, the scenery of spring, summer, autumn and winter is reflected by them, and the light and shadow slide down from the stone wall.

Two figures, one big and one small, held hands and stepped out of the threshold.

Ying Baoyue quietly watched this scene.

The best time in her memory is over.

Ying Baoyue lifted her foot and walked forward.

Next, it was a memory that she needed to face alone.

The road ahead is cold, dark and unknown.

But she was somehow not afraid.

Nine years ago, she walked into this forest in despair and decided to use this place as her burial place.From that moment on, her time stopped there, and she thought that this life would never flow again.

But when she walked out of here a year later, her time had started spinning again.

She walked out of this forest with her own will, determined to face everything.

Ying Baoyue walked out of the small courtyard, raised her hand to touch her chest, and touched the things she hid there.

It turned out that she was in such a mood when she left eight years ago.

Turns out she didn't leave alone.

When she walked towards the road of no return, she already carried very precious things with her.

Even if she doesn't quite know what that is yet.

But she could only keep going.

Ying Baoyue raised her head, did not look back at the courtyard, and quickened her pace.

However, just as she stepped onto the stone bridge over the stream at the gate, a soft cry came from behind her.

"elder sister."

Ying Baoyue was stunned, she stopped but didn't look back.

"you……"

Is this hallucination?Or a trap?
There is no turning back, and the recovered memory shows that after she left the small courtyard eight years ago, she never looked back, nor did she return.

Although Xiao Li Ji ran out of the small courtyard later, it was not at this time.

At this time, he is still in the tree house!
How is this going?

The voice coming from behind her was undoubtedly Xiao Li Ji's voice, but it could never be Li Ji's voice!
Ying Baoyue clenched the skirt of her chest and stood motionless on the bridge.

Could it be that something else broke into her memory illusion?Or is it an auditory hallucination caused by her own demons?
Ying Baoyue paused for a moment, regained consciousness, and continued to stride forward.

However, the next moment, the voice sounded again, a little closer.

"elder sister!"

Ying Baoyue stopped, her brows and eyes turned cold, and she mobilized her whole body's true energy.

"who are you?"

I don't know if she was frightened by her aura, but the voice behind her stopped for a moment, and said timidly, "I am... Ah Ji."

"you are not."

Ying Baoyue said coldly, "Aji is in the house now, he will not violate the agreement with me."

Even if it was violated, it was when there was a scream from the forest that he thought something had happened to her.

Ying Baoyue quietly put her hand into her bosom, holding the dagger in her bosom.She buried the red lotus sword under the tree, otherwise she could have chopped off the pretending guy behind her with one sword.

However, to her surprise, the voice behind her was silent for a moment, and said softly, "You are right, I am indeed still in the tree house."

The boy's voice was calm.

"Eight years ago, I didn't go out at this time."

Ying Baoyue's blood seemed to have stopped flowing.

"What the hell are you!"

Don't talk to her in that child's voice!

She turned around sharply with the dagger in her hand, but Ying Baoyue froze when she saw the scene behind her.

There is no one behind her, only the shadows of the trees whirling.

But in the depths of the tree shadow, stood a small figure.

It's Xiao Li Ji.

But not the current Xiao Li Ji.

There was no mask on his face, he was wearing clothes that had been torn from the whip, and his black hair was disheveled and dragged long behind his back.

This is what she looked like when she picked him up.

"you……"

Ying Baoyue stared blankly at this scene, speechless.

"Sister, don't be afraid."

The blood-stained young man under the tree smiled weakly, "The real Li Ji is still in the room, but it's not convenient for him to come out now, so let me ask him a question."

"You... What the hell is..."

Ying Baoyue almost wondered where she is now, is this still her memory?

The little boy under the tree seemed to be able to read minds, and said softly, "Sister, don't worry, this is still your memory."

"But I don't remember such a thing eight years ago..."

It's hard for Ying Baoyue to describe her mood. She is clearly in her own memory, but things are happening that she doesn't even remember.

It was as if the person in the dream had a will of his own.

"This is what happened eight years ago, but you don't remember it," the little boy said softly, "This is what happened to you eight years ago, and you don't remember it either."

What do you mean?
A chill suddenly appeared on Ying Baoyue's back.

Could it be that this child erased her memory?

dream in dream, memory in memory