Qin Shi Mingyue Taoist Master Uncle

Looking at the thin girl in front of him, Bei Chen asked with a gentle smile, "What's your name?"

The latter didn't answer when he heard the words, but just shook his head slightly.

"Then do you have any family members?" Bei Chen asked again.

Faced with this question, the other party still shook his head.

Bei Chen also noticed that the other party was probably an orphan, so he couldn't help but feel some pity and sympathy for the same sick.When I first came to this world, I was alone, without parents or relatives.

"Then do you remember anything?" Bei Chen also wanted to know more about the little girl in front of him.

The girl looked thoughtful after hearing the question, then looked at the former and said softly, "I often have a dream."

"Oh, what kind of dream?" Bei Chen also felt some interest.

"In my dream I turned into a beautiful butterfly."

"And then?" Beichen asked further.

"The butterfly flew and flew, and flew to a field of flowers, dancing and playing among the flowers."

Although he didn't know what the girl wanted to express, Damen Beichen listened patiently: "What about after that?"

The girl continued: "When the butterfly was tired from flying, it rested on a blooming flower, and then fell asleep."

He paused for a while at this point, and then continued: "After sleeping for a while, the butterfly opened its eyes, but at that time it found that it had become a person, an old man."

"Did the butterfly really become a person? Or did it not wake up, and becoming an old man was just a dream of it."

Hearing the question, the little girl thought seriously for a while, but still shook her head: "I don't know."

Beichen let out a sigh of relief. He was very familiar with this story. It was the allusion of Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly, but the dream the girl told was narrated from the perspective of a butterfly.

Zhuang Zhou dreamed of being a butterfly, a lifelike butterfly.If you suddenly feel it, then you will feel like a week.I don't know that Zhou's dream is a butterfly and a butterfly's dream is Zhou Yu?

"I don't know if it's Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly, or a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou?" Bei Chen couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

There is no clear answer to this question, or the answer is not important, the key lies in how you look at this question.

Bei Chen came back to his senses and continued to ask: "Then what does that old man in your dream look like?"

The girl recalled it for a while, and then spoke out the picture in her memory.

It stands to reason that it is difficult for people to remember some things in a dream, not to mention that the other party is still so young, but what is surprising is that the little girl remembers this dream very clearly, and the appearance of the old man is also very clear.

After hearing this, Bei Chen looked a little serious. The old man in the other party's dream was very similar to his master Zhuangzi in the portrait, and nine out of ten it was the same person.

At this moment, he can be sure that this woman has a lot to do with Taoism, and she is probably also related to his master whom he has never met.As for the specific relationship between the two, it is difficult to speculate.

If you have time, you can take her back to Taiyi Mountain, presumably Bei Mingzi should know more.

Looking at the girl in front of him, Bei Chen said, "Since you don't know your name, let me get one for you?"

The girl didn't object when she heard the words.

Bei Chen paced aside, thinking.Suddenly, a poem I saw in my previous life appeared in my mind: "Zhuang Shengxiao dreamed of butterflies."

His expression changed, he looked at the indifferent little girl, and said, "How about calling you "Xiaomeng" instead?"

The girl murmured: "Xiaomeng..."

"Yes, Xiaomeng means the dawn of a big dream. I hope you can break through the dream and find your true self!" Beichen added, seeming quite satisfied with the name he chose.

The little girl didn't think too much, she nodded and said, "Okay."

Bei Chen asked with a smile, "Will you follow me?"

"En." The other party responded, expressing his wishes.

Bei Chen pinched her soft face and said, "If that's the case, follow me back. From now on your name will be Xiaomeng..."

In Xiangyang City Prime Minister's Mansion, Lu Buwei was sitting on a chair with a gloomy and terrifying face.

At this time, a young man walked into the house, glanced at the debris all over the floor, then took two steps forward, bowed his hands and said, "Why is Xiangye so angry?"

"Hmph, those wolf-hearted guys, I took the trouble to promote them at the beginning, but now when I see King Qin gaining power, I immediately join them like a dog." Speaking of this, Lu Buwei's face became even more ugly.

Since Lai Ai was eliminated, Yingzheng's power has grown stronger and stronger, especially in the past six months, people who have been suppressing his faction, many of his subordinates have been transferred to remote areas, far away from power In the center, some people immediately joined the former when they saw that the momentum was not right.If this continues, my years of accumulation will be burned.

After calming down a bit, Lu Buwei looked at the person in front of him, and asked, "Li Si, what's your plan?"

Li Si frowned when he heard the words, thought for a while, and replied: "Master Xiang, according to the current situation, there are two ways to go."

"Oh, where is it? Tell me and listen!"

Lu Buwei raised his eyebrows and asked.

Li Si looked at the other party, and said: "The first way is to ask the Prime Minister to be patient for a while. Now that the situation in the Seven Kingdoms is in turmoil, if we can wait for the right opportunity, we can turn things around in one fell swoop."

"Wait? I've been waiting for half a year, but what have I been waiting for now? If I wait any longer, the truth may be lost!"

Lu Buwei said, feeling a little agitated.Obviously don't want to go the first way.

Seeing this, Li Si continued, "In this case, there is only one way left."

There were some changes in his tone.

"What do you want to talk about? But it doesn't matter." Lu Buwei urged.