Rebirth of the scholarly lady

Chapter 829 Lies
The sky suddenly darkened.

Dim colors make people drowsy.

Nan Surou only felt that many people in black clothes came in one after another, playing drums around, as if they were setting up the venue.

And Nan Surou was always being carried by two people like this, before she knew it, she fell asleep in a daze.

In the dark, Nan Surou felt a scene that did not belong to that cold cave appeared in front of her eyes.

It was an endless rose garden.

The surrounding wind was blowing very quickly, and rose petals of various colors were flying in the sky.

The petals in the wind are like the vegetable-colored curtain, blocking the surrounding scenery, like a dream...

This...is a dream!

Nan Surou always felt that she had seen this place before, and it gave her a very familiar feeling.

Nan Surou took a step forward, aimlessly walking forward.

Subconsciously, Nan Surou was searching, as if waiting for something.

Nan Surou wondered why she dreamed of this place.

Looking up, a white shadow flashed in the distance, Nan Surou quickened her pace.

When he came close to Bai Ying, what caught his eye was a graceful and slender figure from the back.

The familiar white figure came into view, and his face immediately appeared in Nan Surou's mind.

But Nan Surou didn't call out.

why?

Because of that melancholy breath?

Or because this place is only in a dream.

The owner of the back figure seemed to have noticed Nan Surou, and turned around suddenly.

It was Xiahou Lingche's beautiful face, lips that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and calm eyes.

The rain of flowers raged around the two of them.

Even though the two of them are close at hand, it feels like they are far away.

Nan Surou kept walking towards Xiahou Lingche's direction, but kept a certain distance and could not approach.

What exactly is going on?

Nan Surou stretched out her slender hand and waved towards Xiahou Lingche.

The rushing wind around him suddenly became stronger.

Nan Surou wanted to call out, but she only knew that she opened her mouth, but she couldn't hear half a syllable.

There is the sound of the wind whistling in my ears, and I can't hear anything else.

In the distance, Xiahou Lingche stood there quietly, looking at Nan Surou steadfastly, his brows were slightly furrowed, his lips fluttered in a half-smile, as if he was saying something to her seriously.

What are you talking about?
can not hear……

How to do?
Xiahou Lingche's lips never stopped. They closed and closed very regularly. After watching for a long time, Nan Surou moved along with his lips.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the rose petals almost covered Xiahou Lingche's figure.

The dry wind made Nan Surou narrow her eyes, and her vision became blurred.

The dense petals were swept by the wind, and Nan Surou's lips were still imitating Xiahou Lingche's lip shape repeatedly.

When the petals completely covered Xiahou Lingche, Nan Surou finally understood what he meant. He was saying, "Don't sleep, wake up, run away!"

Nan Surou suddenly opened her eyes, only to find that the sky was dark.

Behind is a cold.

Nan Surou moved her body slightly, and heard the crisp sound of the slight collision of iron chains.

Nan Surou looked left and right, and saw that her hands were locked by locks made of black iron.

The legs also appear to be locked.

She is lying in a large font on the altar of the prototype.

At this time, Nan Surou remembered that she vaguely heard Shi Yue say that she would be locked in this place before the ceremony started.

Think back to that dream.

The last scene in the dream came to mind, Xiahou Lingche in the dream said the same sentence repeatedly.

"Don't sleep, wake up, run away—"

escape?
Nan Surou smiled wryly, how could she escape from this level of restraint?

"you're awake?"

An abrupt voice interrupted Nan Surou's association.

At some point, Xiahou Lingche was sitting in a dark place not far from her.

Nan Surou followed the prestige and stared at Xiahou Lingche.

Xiahou Lingche was standing by the rock wall, as if he was observing something?
Nan Surou murmured to herself: "...So you and Shiyue are in the same group, so just tie me up, why bother?"

"I've never been with her." Xiahou Lingche didn't look back.

"You are her son." Nan Surou sighed.

"But it doesn't mean that I agree with everything she does." Xiahou Lingche still didn't look back.

Nan Surou felt very puzzled, and said: "This ceremony, she performed for you, to make you not old and live long..."

Hearing these words, Xiahou Lingche paused, and he turned around, "Excuse me, what did you say?"

Nan Surou said lightly: "Shiyue said that I was captured as a sacrifice in order to make you immortal and live a long life. For this reason, you have to disembowel me and take out your heart."

"..." Xiahou Lingche stared at Nan Surou for a moment, and said, "Did she tell you that?"

Nan Surou could tell that Xiahou Lingche's tone had other meanings, she nodded feebly and said, "That's right."

"Impossible, if she is the same existence in every world, after so many reincarnations, I will die within five years after you die." Xiahou Lingche's voice was slightly mocking, "If it hadn't happened in this life Any variable, that is, the old ghost is lying."

"Are you going to die too?" Nan Surou couldn't help asking a weird rhetorical question.

Xiahou Lingche shrugged and said: "Of course I will die. Where does the rebirth come from if I don't die? There must be some link in this that we don't know."

"How do you die?" Nan Surou inexplicably wanted to know.

"Only you can't imagine, there is no way of death that I can't meet." Xiahou Lingche's voice was a little unnatural.

This is probably a very sad question, Xiahou Lingche remembers hundreds of ways to die.

Nan Surou stopped worrying about this matter, and asked, "What are you looking at? Is there something wrong with the spell on the wall?"

"It's the eternal life reincarnation curse as you said." Xiahou Lingche murmured.

Nan Surou shivered all over, and then she said calmly: "Then there should be no problem, maybe in so many lifetimes, October has always failed..."

Xiahou Lingche didn't speak, he walked over slowly, he was dressed in black today, he floated up to the altar like spreading black wings, came to Nan Surou, and stretched out his hand to unlock the lock on her body .

Nan Surou was deeply puzzled by being unbound so easily.

Xiahou Lingche pulled her up from the ground, and said calmly: "Everything in this mansion has passed through my hands, including these chains. It's just that the old ghost thinks I don't know."

Saying that, Xiahou Lingche hugged Nan Surou by the waist and got down from the altar.

Nan Surou hurriedly said: "I'm afraid it's not good to be known that I have escaped."

"You don't want to die, anyway, I have a way to take you out." Xiahou Lingche clasped her waist, looked around, and said, "I want to know what's going on."

(End of this chapter)