Chapter five hundred and nineteen, out of the dream
Later, at the most famous Happy Paradise Wedding Photography Studio, the boss helped them insert a day at the end of April. The reason was that his son worked as an assistant to the department manager at a branch of Qiqiang Mall, and the wedding photos were originally scheduled to be taken on this day.
A newlywed couple canceled their appointment due to a breakup.
At this time, Guo Anni told Lan Feiyang with a smile that she had booked the wedding venue in December last year. It was at the most luxurious Imperial Wedding City at the end of May. The wedding could be held just in time to take out the wedding photos.
When Lan Feiyang heard this, he hugged Guo Anni and spun around in ecstasy: "Sister Lian, you are so wise and far-sighted! Now I can marry you home at least half a year in advance. I really love you to death!"
The reason why Guo Anni booked the wedding venue in advance was that on the day Lan Feiyang mortgaged Qiqiang Real Estate for one billion and handed the money to her, Zeng smoothly told Guo Hongwei that they were getting married soon anyway, and his money was hers.
Yes, her sky is also his.
She was moved at the time and felt that she really should get married. She also knew that it was difficult to find a venue for the wedding, so she made an appointment in advance.[
She thought that as long as Lan Feiyang proposed to marry her, she would agree. But who would have thought that this guy would not say anything for so long and waited for her to say it before coming. What is this called? Who is proposing to whom? So he deliberately
Don't tell him that you have agreed on a wedding venue for now, so that he can worry about it.
When Lan Feiyang knew what had happened, he cried out that he was wronged. He originally wanted to wait until he reached immortality in cultivation before proposing. After all, then he would have more free time, so he could get married with her and travel around for her honeymoon.
But this time he was in a dangerous situation and his physical body couldn't get out, which made him a little anxious. He wanted to have her as soon as possible and openly.
Late that night, Lan Feiyang came to the ninth space again. At this time, Song Jiajia was almost forty years old. The woman's beauty was gradually fading, and her charm had lost a lot.
Lan Feiyang was really heartbroken to see it. But he didn't know how to teach Song Jiajia how to practice when he was first in the physical body. When his consciousness returned, it was too late.
In addition, Song Jiajia's cultivation qualifications are not very good, so she has just entered the country to practice qi. But what is the use of keeping her nearly forty-year-old appearance unchanged for ten years? Lan Feiyang really felt capable of holding her in his arms.
.
That night, he had a dream, dreaming that Song Jiajia kept growing older in his arms: her hair went from gray to completely white, the orange wrinkles on her face became deeper and deeper, her eyes gradually turned yellow, and the clinging
The palms of his hands turned into dry and cracked old tree bark... He screamed in terror and woke up. But Song Jiajia was no longer around him.
He ran outside the wooden house to search, and then he discovered that not only was Song Jiajia gone, but his children, and the tribesmen had all disappeared!
What's going on?! He searched around in shock and confusion, and finally found some sleeping tribesmen in a cave in the distance, but he didn't recognize any of them! The tribesmen who were awakened were also horrified and looked at him with hostility.
, they don’t seem to recognize him either.
"It's a dream, this must still be in a dream!" He shouted and rushed out of the cave.
However, when he returned to the direction of the wooden house where he lived before, the wooden house was still there! He pinched his arm and felt pain. What happened? What on earth is going on?!
There was a flash of light, and the boy Laoxue suddenly appeared in front of him. "I feel space fluctuations. What's going on?"
Lan Feiyang held his head and shook his head and shouted: "I don't know! I don't know!"
After Lan Feiyang calmed down a little and listened to his story, the boy Laoxue understood what was going on. He slowly expressed his opinion: "You may have entered the scene you saw in the mountains.
Already."
"Ah..." Lan Feiyang's eyes widened in shock.
"Now it's just that you came out again." The boy Laoxue said uncertainly, "The space fluctuation just now was probably caused by you being teleported back."
"What?" Lan Feiyang stared at the boy, Laoxue, as if he was hearing a fantasy.
The boy, Laoxue, frowned and analyzed again: "Or you have walked into a memory left here in your previous life. The small stream of raindrops on your head is the decomposition of the memory fragments. The memory was finished just now, so everything disappeared.
Already."
"..." Lan Feiyang was a little stupid: "But, it's so real..." [
The boy, Laoxue, sighed: "Boy, you are in too deep a dream."
"Forget everything else, but Song Jiajia..." Lan Feiyang sat down on the grass on the hillside, "She is so enthusiastic, and her every smile is so real. Seeing her grow old makes me very sad..."
"You idiot, why are you trying to get into trouble? Everyone will grow old, and it will be the same if you don't practice." The boy, Laoxue, shook his head and sighed softly,
"You should be glad that it was this space that allowed you and Song Jiajia to reunite again. She also spent the most beautiful time of her youth happily. Although the complete time you spent with her was not much, she always wanted you.
The physical body, or the love you received from your previous life, is a hundred times happier than Feng Rong and Xiao Shixin, right? I think she should be content."
"But is it all real or a dream?" Lan Feiyang asked, pulling his hair in pain.
"No matter what it is, it's just a small piece of scenery you pass by. In short, you are just a passer-by in this space." The boy Laoxue enlightened.
"Then what's going on with these spaces?" Lan Feiyang raised his head and asked.
"As far as I know, these spaces are all fake, copying a certain place or repeating a short period in the long history of the earth. They are probably controlled by programs just like real games. However, these programs are very
High-level, even I can't figure out the way for now."
The boy Laoxue sighed, "Maybe you can take a peek after you become a god. Otherwise, how can you let Xia Chong understand what ice is? How can you reveal the entire vast universe when you are on a small spot on the earth?
Where’s the secret? So, kid, you’d better work hard.”
The boy, Laoxue, was gone. Lan Feiyang pulled his hair and thought for a long time, and finally decided to ignore it for now and practice steadily.
"Jiajia, even if it is just a dream, I have had you for a while again." Lan Feiyang stood up and waved his fist at the cold moon in the sky, "Jiajia, you will always be my Lan Feiyang's woman!"
At dawn, Lan Feiyang discovered that this space turned out to be a continuation of his dream. A grand funeral was being held in the clan, and the person buried was Mrs. Hu, the mother of leader Yan.
Yan, who was about forty-five years old, had his hair tied up high, and a three-lock beard, wore sackcloth and mourning, and cried bitterly. However, although his face was very similar, Lan Feiyang could not sense anything warm or familiar from Yan.
He understood: this was really just a copy or replay, and this Yan was really not the Yan he was familiar with! But in fact, was Yan his son? Perhaps Yan was his son in his previous life?