In the Yang Mansion, the three of them gathered on Yang Lianyue. Although these girls were so familiar that they could not be more familiar with each other, she was still a little embarrassed.

He slowly got up from her mother's arms, buried his head, and didn't know what to say for the time being.

She was not in a hurry, her father and mother didn't think so. They stared at their daughter for a while, and then looked at Li Chengqi beside them.

"What's going on?" the man frowned. "Madam said, Yue'er heard the sound of the flute and then fell into a coma, and the situation seemed to be exactly the same as before."

He stared into Li Chengqi's eyes, trying to see something from it.

"You really cured Yue'er? Speaking of which, I've never asked you how you did it before, but this time it relapsed. Boy, can you tell me what you did?"

Li Chengqi did not answer immediately, and he looked in one direction of the room. Sun secretly noticed that the direction Li Chengqi was staring at was the place Yue'er was staring at before she was unconscious.

"The sound of the flute." He said to himself, and on such an occasion, a smile appeared in his eyes.

Yang Shi's face darkened.

"Dad..." the girl spoke timidly, and she shook her head, "It has nothing to do with Brother Cheng Qi. Her previous illness was indeed cured from those dreams. What I saw this time was completely different. I was not afraid. On the contrary, the scene I saw in this coma made me feel at ease."

"What is this?" the man turned around and scolded, "As long as you can still see those strange things, this disease will continue to be there. At the beginning, this disease will not deprive you of your vitality. This dream did not make you feel weak. Who knows whether it will evolve into the same way in the future?"

Looking at the girl's wide eyes, I probably didn't expect him to get angry.

Yang Shi sighed and patted Li Chengqi on the shoulder, "Boy, I'm anxious. You have indeed cured your daughter's previous illness. But do you have any other way to dream about this again?"

Li Chengqi shook his head. Just as Yang Shi wanted to say something, he interrupted: "Master, I don't think you have to worry. You can sink into your dreams when you hear the sound of a flute. This is not a bad thing. Maybe it will be of great benefit to Yue'er."

"What does it mean?" the man was stunned.

Li Chengqi made a gesture of silence, "Shh, listen carefully."

Although I don't know the reason, the room in the attic was indeed quiet, with only the four people's breathing sounds rising and falling. It seemed that even the birds and insects in the peach forest outside the attic disappeared. With the rhythmic pulse of their own heartbeat, another rhythm seemed to penetrate in, not only entering the ears, but also entering the depths of the soul, gradually combining with the heartbeat and breathing.

The sound of the flute gradually rose, and the rhythm was full of primitiveness, as if it could pull people to the ancient times and meet the sacrifices held by previous people for gods. The figures of those praying were dancing on the altar, dancing and rhythm mixed together, and the whole earth was roaring and trembling with it.

They also turned into one of the dance figures, regardless of you and me.

Golden light spread out from behind and gathered together. Thousands of such golden lights ran towards the end of the horizon, like a river entering the sea, dispelling the darkness there. In a trance, a figure could be seen standing in the dispersed darkness, with wide sleeves dancing like clouds.

"Cruff--" The sound of pushing the door woke everyone in the house, and someone pushed open the door of the mahogany attic.

"Who!" Even though he was in extreme sleepiness and confusion before, Yang Shi was the first to wake up. He glared and stared at the door.

No one in Yang's mansion would come to the Redwood Attic at this time, and the other party would not be his.

If it weren't for his subordinates, he could have passed the powerful guards in the Yang Mansion and walked here quietly... The man was extremely alert. His body was low, leaned forward, and the blue veins on his forearm burst. If he noticed something was wrong, the bursting power was enough to break the other person's neck within a time that mortals could not detect!

But these vigilances were interrupted by a call.

"Master." Li Chengqi greeted.

Hum? Master? What is ‘Master’? Is it a name? Or a title? The man raised his head and saw clearly the figure of the backlight.

The wide sleeves are rolled up like clouds, and the hanging hair is like a splash of ink.

The visitor held a golden flute in his hand. When the man looked up, he happened to meet the other person's pupils. In an instant, it seemed like he had seen a deep lake one afternoon. When the wind passed by, ripples were raised on the lake surface. People on the shore were amazed at the beauty of the lake, but they still didn't know its depth.

It seems to be a name.

Yang Shiyi instantly confirmed this title. Such a posture is really a suitable description.

"You are?" He bowed, and unconsciously respected the other side, letting go of hostility, and clearly he didn't even know the other side's origin.

After a long time, the people in the house heard a faint reply.

"Hengxiao Jinni."

Hengxiao Jinni? What is this name? Is it a title? The man was stunned, but he suddenly thought of something, his eyes widened.

Li Xi'an didn't care what the man in front of him was thinking. From the beginning of his stepping into the attic, his eyes were always on the girl. She seemed a little scared and curled up in her mother's arms.

"I... have I seen you somewhere?" Suddenly, the girl spoke out, and she mustered up the courage to look at Li Xi'an.

"I have a very keen perception, no wonder you can feel the sleeping sound of him." Li Xi'an said.

The man staggered back. He didn't dare to associate what he thought of with the figure in front of him. He didn't dare to. This kind of existence is not only far away from people like them. Even the whole world, he may not be able to let the other party lower his eyes. And he, Yang Shi, Yang Mansion, how can he attract such an existence?

"Just call your master, don't be nervous." Li Xi'an saw the man's anxiety.

"you……"

"Ling Ai is excellent." Li Xi'an said, and he stretched out his hand, his forearms and palms were covered with fine scales like red steel. The man was not too surprised by it, but the mother and daughter in the room widened their eyes.

"We may need a space to be alone, we have too many eyes."

Li Xi'an snapped his fingers.

Yang Lianyue found that her father's face was frozen, and looked up, and the same was true for her mother. She looked around and it was pitch black, with only some of the lights. As the stars spread over and swallowed her, the figures she knew disappeared. It seemed that they were empty and there were only her and the "master".

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! The girl stared at the golden flute in the other person's hand.

"Are you playing the song?" Her voice was very soft, but she was not afraid.

She should be very scared.

Feeling uneasy in such a strange and empty environment, she couldn't see her father and mother, and her eyes became a completely unknown and mysterious "master".

She also felt that she should be afraid, but there was no fear in her heart. Instead, she felt a sense of familiarity, just like she was in that magnificent and burning dusk in her previous dream.

"It's me." Li Xi'an said.

"What are you doing? Well...what do you want to do? Brother Chengqi got the method of treating my illness from you, right? He would mention it in his spare time in these few days and take him away from the noble existence of hell twice." The girl pondered.

"Although he never mentioned the whole picture of the things that happened, I could feel that he had changed so much. In him, I even felt the feeling that my father had, that kind of heaviness."

"You like him." Li Xi'an continued.

"Yes, of course I like Brother Chengqi. You are very strange, right? You obviously have never met anyone since parting when I was a child. How could you like it? The novelty of childhood should have been replaced long ago."

"Nothing is surprising. Your perception is very powerful, strong enough to approach your ancestors in your sleep. With such a foundation, it is normal to realize your feelings when you are a child."

"Thank you." The girl smiled. She was calm when facing Li Xi'an. Only when talking about Li Chengqi showed the girl's unique disordered thoughts. She was probably worried that this kind of love would be ruthlessly denied. Love that yearns for freedom and peace often encounters power, right? She can see such scenes in many stories.

"My footprints have been presented to some people for a long time, but they wouldn't know that I have been here, nor did they know that the young lady from the Yang family had dreams about Dividing the Bible Mountain."

The girl looked up, her eyes hesitant.

"Is the pain in my dream because of him? That red giant. I know he has no malice towards me. I... offend him?"

"No, it's not. He is just longing for someone to accompany him in this endless darkness. Maybe this is a gift for some people. After all, this is the dream of the ancestors and the path to the superiors. But for you now, it is a deadly poison. Your vitality comes from the separation of your spirit and body after contacting him."

"So, you saved me. Is there anything I can help you?" the girl asked obediently with her eyebrows down.

"Do your father know you are so smart?"

"I shouldn't know that in his eyes, I am still the girl who will never grow up when holding his arms and act coquettishly. I don't need to be very smart with the passing of my illness. I just need to be well-behaved. In this way, when I die, they won't be too regretful. After all, a well-behaved daughter can still appear again. If she is still smart, it would be too distressing." Yang Lianyue smiled, and the ending sound was rising.

"Sit." Li Xi'an stretched out his hand, as if two chairs and a table suddenly appeared in the space of the starry sky, with endgames placed on the table.

Yang Lianyue glanced at the endgame and thought to herself that it was a strange chessboard.

From some trends and layouts, it can be seen that the black chess should be suppressing the white chess, and it is mercilessly suppressed. But suddenly, the change was on the step that was about to succeed. The white chess began to swallow the black chess, unreasonable, while the black chess began to gradually avoid giving in and finally failed.

"Is this?" She was a little confused.

She knew that some big names and younger generations had written about chatting with each other and liked to put on a chessboard, but this strange endgame was never written in the slogan.

"Let's go and see." Kuroko appeared in the girl's hands, and Baiko would fall after every step the girl took.

She could play chess at first, but she slowed down very quickly. When she slowed down and thought, she raised her eyes to observe the other person. The other person closed her eyes, and seemed to have no concern, and she would let her think about how long. So time passed by little by little, and she thought about it longer and longer, until it took countless hours to fall a piece, she stopped.

Li Xi'an opened his eyes.

Baizi has changed.

Kill the black chess but gets trapped in a cage.

"What's wrong?" he said.

"I can't leave anymore." The girl replied. "Black chess will win, and white chess has no way to go."

"Yes, in the end, the black chess will still win." Li Xi'an said softly, he flipped his hands and overturned the chessboard, and the chess pieces fell, and he had no expression on his face. "But when you have the ability to overturn the chessboard, no matter how you know how to play chess, you can't do anything to you. I'm not very good at playing chess. I'm better at killing another chess player than step by step and step by step. In this way, no matter how I play, the winner will always be me."

The girl was a little dull.

"I do need your help, girl."

"Please give me advice." The girl came back from the sluggishness of overturning the chessboard and saluted respectfully.

"Do you know...Zazu? Shinichi."

"I once heard in my dreams that he often whispers. Ancestor, like yourselves?"

"Not me, it's another guy, the guy in your dream. He's sleeping so hard that I need you as his spiritual anchor in this world to make him come back again. There's a little risk to you, so, this is a deal. As for whether to make a deal, it's up to you."

"I don't think I need something to do with you. After all, you should help you with me."

"Just think of fulfilling my old friend's wish." Li Xi'an said, putting a flute in front of the girl.

"Familiar?"

Yang Lianyue was stunned and nodded slowly, "In the dream I entered after hearing the sound of the flute, the things I saw were this flute... Strangely, in the dream, it should have been destroyed."

"It's indeed ruined, look carefully."
To be continued...