The pet career of Shaoqing of Dali Temple

Chapter 582 Su Baitong's Fragrant Soul

The old house, the sky is getting brighter in the east.

In the main room, Su Baitong opened the incense box, and took out a 狻猊 ornament from it.

"This is Lihun incense. Use it and your soul will leave your body and enter the dream of my little girl." Su Baitong picked up a brush and painted gold powder on Suan Ni's body.

"You mean, Xiaonan is trapped by her own nightmare?" Qing Moyan asked.

"This... I don't know." Su Baitong said lightly, "You have to solve the rest by yourself. After entering Xiaonan's dream, we can't help you, and leaving the soul is very dangerous. If you don’t find her in her dream, or if you get lost, you won’t be able to wake up again when this stick of Suanni incense burns out.”

Qing Moyan stared seriously at the Suan Ni ornament covered in gold powder.

"How long will it take for this incense to burn out?"

"According to the time of this world, it's about 15 minutes." Ling Xiaotian said.

Time is short.

Qing Moyan has never encountered such a thing, so even he himself has no idea.

"Time passes very slowly in the dream, you don't have to worry about that." Su Baitong said.

"How do you know?" Qing Moyan asked.

"Because I have used Suanni incense myself, this incense is extremely harmful to the body, even if you successfully wake up the little girl from the nightmare, you will still be unable to recover for several days."

Qing Moyan is not afraid of feeling uncomfortable or anything.

No matter how uncomfortable it is, at most he can bear it and pass it. He has wandered alone in the ancient tomb for a thousand years, and there is nothing he can't bear.

He just didn't want to see his little thing just lay there on the bed, motionless.

Even if he kissed her and hugged her, she wouldn't give him any response.

It's a horrible feeling.

It's like being abandoned, scary!
The gold powder on Suan Ni's body dried up, Su Baitong picked up the brush again, mixed some ink, and painted the whole body of Suan Ni with black ink to cover the gold powder.

Qing Moyan sat there silently, watching Su Baitong take out a stick of incense sticks.

The short incense sticks are only as long as a little finger.

She put the incense sticks into the scorpion's belly after drying the scorpion, and turned her head to get the candle, but Ling Xiaotian stretched out her hand first, and took the slender.

"Let me do it."

He took out the lighter and lit the candle.

Su Baitong smiled and let go, allowing Ling Xiaotian to burn Suanni's tail on the fire.

Qing Mo's eyes dimmed.

He heard from Ling Xiaotian that his wife is afraid of flames and doesn't like big red.

But she is still willing to let him wear the crimson brocade robe, because only this color is worthy of him.

They must have experienced life and death, so they have such trust.

"When I entered Xiaonan's dream, the ancient house will be handed over to you." He looked at Ling Xiaotian, "Please protect them well."

Ling Xiaotian rolled her peachy eyes, "It goes without saying that as long as I am here, I will definitely not let them have trouble."

Ling Xiaotian burned the 狻猊 and put it in the incense burner.

The incense burner was bought by Mu Bolun from the antique market, and it is antique.

"If you really think about it, let's start." Su Baitong said lightly, while looking at Qing Moyan.

Qing Moyan frowned, "Then what are you waiting for?"

His little thing was still waiting for him to wake her up, and he couldn't keep her waiting too long.

Su Baitong put the incense burner on the table.

Ling Xiaotian closed the door and retreated outside.

Qing Moyan sat by the bed, reached under the quilt and held Ru Xiaonan's hand.

The soft little hands no longer had the fleshy feeling they had before.

Wait for me, baby girl, wait for me with our baby, bring you back now.

In the censer, Suan Ni spit out smoke.

The curling smoke slowly rises and diffuses in the air...

Qing Moyan only felt as if she was immersed in water, and everything around her seemed to be isolated.

He smelled a faint aroma.

In a daze, he saw Su Baitong stand up and slowly exit the room.

He closed his eyes and rested his head weakly on his arms.

Consciousness has become extraordinarily clear, like a light cloud, about to fly up with the wind.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in the darkness, only the winding path under his feet led to the front, seemingly endless.

Since there is only one way, there is only one way forward.

Qing Moyan walked along the path for an unknown amount of time, when her eyes suddenly lit up.

Looking at the surrounding scenery...it seems to be in Yexia Kingdom.

It's just that everything is illusory, whether it's the scenery or the silhouettes of people passing by, it's all like a light smoke.

"Haw haw!"

A familiar cry reached his ears.

Following the prestige, a black beaver, raising its paws, galloped towards him.

There was a layer of water in Qing Moyan's eyes.

He knelt down and reached out to meet it.

But Xiang Fox ran over and passed through his body, screaming happily and running behind him.

The frustrated hand stretched out in the air, and the feeling of loss couldn't be shaken off.

"Chirp!" Xiangli yelled joyfully and ran towards a man standing in the backlight.

Qing Moyan stood up, and he saw that the person was wearing a fourth-rank official uniform, with a medicine jade on his waist... that was the official uniform of the Shaoqing of Dali Temple.

The man leaned down, caught Beaver, and took him into his arms.

Beaver stuck out his little pink tongue and licked the man's face.

Qing Moyan stood there, watching the scene in front of her slowly change, and finally turned into a hazy piece like a veil, and disappeared.

As he kept moving forward, the surrounding scenery was all familiar to him.

Those were the scenes that Xiaonan experienced in Yexia Kingdom, and they were memories that belonged exclusively to her.

He saw the chubby little Nan, sitting on his lap with a baby voice, waiting eagerly for him to peel the drunk shrimp for her to eat.

He saw her peeking at him with round cat eyes, afraid that he would get angry and blame her.

When he saw her getting into trouble, he followed him tearfully, like a little tail, for fear that he would throw her away...

Little girl, you little fool.

Qing Moyan raised her hand to cover her face.

He was in all her memories, this and that.

But Xiaonan, where are you now... Come out quickly, I will take you home.

Something seemed to be rubbing against him on his leg.

hairy.

Qing Moyan lowered her head slowly.

"Chirp!" A black raccoon snuggled up to his leg, arching its body and rubbing against his leg.

Qing Moyan froze, he wasn't sure if it was real or an illusion he saw.

If he reached out, it would disappear, wouldn't it?
"Chirp!" Xiangli stood up hastily, with her little paws grabbing the bottom of his trousers, and called out in a childish voice.

"Xiaonan?" He called out tentatively.

"Chirp." Fox replied.

He squatted down, and Xiang Fox jumped into his arms all at once.

The fluffy feeling rubbed against his face, warm.

"Little girl, is it really you?"

Xiang Fox stretched out his small tongue and licked his cheek eagerly, water glistened in his green cat eyes.

"You really are a little fool, you can't find your way home." Qing Moyan sarcastically said, but the warm touch on his face really made him feel tense.

(End of this chapter)