Tao Hua was greatly surprised and quickly spat, "Bah, bah, bah. Good Yun'er, you're not allowed to speak nonsense. Mother will never allow you to mention that word again. "
Zhao Yun was startled and asked curiously, "Mother, what are you talking about?"
Tao Hua was full of heartache and rebuked, "Yun'er, I've told you many times that you don't have to work too hard. Look at you, you must have been too distracted while reading, so the summer heat invaded and you had a nightmare. Actually, it's good to be able to be the top scorer and bring glory to our ancestors. Even if you don't pass the imperial examinations, it's no big deal. Anyway, with our family's wealth, we won't be able to spend it all even if we have ten lifetimes. Oh, that's right, quickly drink this bowl of lotus heart calming soup. "
Zhao Yun glanced around and saw a bowl of clear soup on the table. In the bowl, half a green lotus leaf was placed on top of six lotus seeds. It looked elegant and cute. She looked around again and saw that she was in a study with a row of books around her. It was definitely not the boundless black fog she saw before.
Outside the window, the sun was shining brightly. Cicadas were chirping and birds were chirping, but there was a large expanse of green shade, making the study cool and refreshing.
Zhao Yun shook her head and sighed, "Mother, this dream of mine was really too outrageous. But to be able to see you again, it's really the Heavens opening their eyes. It's just that Haitang, I'm powerless in the end … "
Tao Hua was very puzzled and asked, "Yun'er, why are you so strange today? Is it because your dream was too scary? What's Haitang? Why don't you tell Mother what happened in your dream? The elders all say that dreams are the opposite of reality. After you say it, you'll be fine. "
"Dream?"
"Dream!"
"So those were all dreams, and I'm awake now." Zhao Yun was suddenly startled and finally woke up. She thought, "So I was dreaming just now. No wonder there are all kinds of grotesque and variegated immortals and strange beasts. They are all unimaginable things. "
He cast his gaze on the Complete Works of Li Qinglian on the table and thought to himself, "I admire Li Qinglian's upright and free personality. I was so fascinated by his Ode to Chivalry that I actually believed the poem was real. In my dreams, I imagined him to be an unrivalled master of swordsmanship. Ha, how interesting."
"Yun'er, Yun'er?" Tao Hua was even more baffled when she saw Zhao Yun suddenly smile and asked again.
Zhao Yun came back to her senses and hurriedly said, "Mother, it's fine. I just woke up, so I'm a little confused. Don't worry about me. Now that I think about it, my swordsmanship in the dream is very impressive. I'm almost invincible. No one dares to underestimate me. "
Tao Hua chuckled. "Oh you, you don't even have the strength to truss up a chicken, yet you claim to be invincible. You've been reading for most of the day. Since you have nothing else to do, why don't you tell Mother about your dream? "
Zhao Yun said, "No, no, this dream is too long. I have to write it down. The more awake my mind is now, the more I feel like I'm forgetting the things in the dream. Mother, don't disturb me. " With that said, Zhao Yun pushed Tao Hua out of the door and quickly closed the door. Then, she quickly returned to the desk and took a brush to quickly record.
However, just as Zhao Yun said, other than the beginning of the Demon Stele's descent and the entire family being exterminated by the Five Principles, the things in the dream gradually became blurry. It actually couldn't form a coherent story, so she could only stop writing.
"The beginning of this dream is really bad. It's very bad! Even if the dream is fake, it's really too scary and unlucky. "
Zhao Yun reviewed it again and raised the brush to erase all the words she wrote. She secretly blamed herself, "Zhao Yun, why would you have such a strange dream? Why would you think that Father and Mother were killed by demons?"
It turned out that the situation of Zhao Yun's father, Zhao Lianghui, was roughly the same as in her dream. He was also rich and had a son at an old age. However, the so-called Night Dream Demon Stele was just her imagination in her dream.
"Seven-Kill Stele, this name is quite strange …" Although she knew that the dream was too unreal, Zhao Yun still couldn't help but think, "What happened to me later? I seemed to have met a beautiful fairy. I even kissed her. She had long hair and red lips … and that burly man who snored so loudly seemed to be my Senior Martial Brother. Ha, I actually have such a Senior Martial Brother! "
Zhao Yun put down the brush and held her chin. She tried her best to think about the things in her dream. However, other than the story of the annihilation of her family, the clearest thing was the boundless black fog and the sentence she shouted, "I can't die …"
"As for the invincible swordsmanship, it seems to be a compliment from others. I can't even remember who I defeated with my sword … It seems that I learned the Azure Lotus Sword Technique from a beautiful woman. She was very, very good to me. What's her name again …" Thinking of this, Zhao Yun couldn't help but shake her head. She thought, "Zhao Yun, you're old. Are you starting to think about women? How is it possible that those beautiful women are surrounding you like in your dream? In short, the beginning of this dream wasn't good. I should forget it quickly. It's better to read more Li Qinglian and Du Gongbu's poetry collections. Only then will I have a better chance of becoming a Grand Scholar. "
During dinner, Zhao Lianghui asked with concern, "Yun 'er, I heard that you had a nightmare in the afternoon. Are you feeling better now?"
Zhao Yun said, "I'm fine now. Thank you for your concern, Father." She couldn't help but think, "In my dream, I was born with great strength. However, I don't have this ability at all. It's even more impossible for me to provoke Wutong. Aiya, why am I still thinking about this matter? "
When it was time to sleep at night, Zhao Yun was still full of worries. She closed her eyes and thought about how she had angered Wutong and caused the calamity of the Zhao family's annihilation. She tossed and turned, unable to sleep peacefully.
Early the next morning, Zhao Yun ordered her servants to carry her on a palanquin to Shangxi City. As expected, there were people coming and going in front of the Flower Deity Temple. It was very lively. She thought, "It seems that I really dreamt of the Flower Deity Temple as the Wutong Temple. I must have hated the temple attendant of the Flower Deity Temple for using the name of the Flower Deity to amass wealth. That's why there was a mutation in my dream. "
Even so, Zhao Yun was still worried. He ordered his servants to find three elderly people and asked, "When was this Flower Deity Temple built? Was there a Wutong Temple here before? "
The three elderly people basically said the same thing. They were all clueless about the Wutong Temple. They all said that the Flower Deity Temple had existed for a hundred years.
Only then did Zhao Yun completely relax. She thought to herself, "It seems that the scene in the dream was indeed made up by me. Even though this strange dream left a deeper impression than the other dreams, it's also fake like the other dreams. What demon monument, what sword skill, what beauty, what black fog, it's all my imagination. There's no need to worry about it anymore. "
When Zhao Yun returned home, she saw an old man outside the gate of the Zhao Manor crying non-stop.
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