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Inside the house, Wang Li, wrapped in a quilt, is having a dream that is both magical and absurd.

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Wang Li in the dream is sometimes like a bystander, sometimes like a participant. A dream spanning decades and witnessing an extraordinary story.

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In dreams, there are ghosts, gods, demons, and immortals, and there are human landscapes and terrifying ghosts, sometimes like a beautiful dream and sometimes like a nightmare.

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In a normal sense, ordinary people will not have any effect even if they come into contact with the medium of materialism. On the one hand, their spirit is weak, and more importantly, their spirit is relatively loose and there is no aura or mana to leverage.

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But Ji Yuan, as the practitioner, moved his hands and feet a little, and naturally he could see Wang Li when he touched the paper, but the spirit of ordinary people is not enough to bear too much information in an instant, so he will enter a state of self-protection and go to sleep, in the form of a dream. Digestion.

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I have already seen this in "Tongming Policy". It's not because of the fate of the dream, but also what kind of dream magic is used. I haven't learned how to enter the dream. Of course, the degree of fate in the middle is well controlled. Make Wang Li uncomfortable.

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This process will not have any adverse effect on Wang Li himself, because it is not strong and gentle, so the only problem is Wang Li's memory, if his memory is very poor, he may forget some of the words before he wakes up. key.

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Ji Fate's ability to convey the soul through objects is also a talent. It is far from home in cultivation, and it uses ordinary paper as a medium. Once triggered, it will dissipate the essence.

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But this is also a predestined relationship, which belongs to the storyteller. If you forget it completely, you will know the story of Bailuyuan and Jiyuan. Naturally, it will not be broken, but Wang Li will not be found again.

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Standing outside the courtyard for a while, Ji Yuan listened to Wang Li breathing evenly in the house, and a child in the alley rushed to the courtyard of this family and knocked on the door.

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"Bang bang bang..."

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"Xiaodong, we are going to pick up firecrackers, are you going?"

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The three children were shouting from the outside to the inside.

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"Go, go, I'm here, I'm here, wait for a while and I'll come right away!"

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The boy's excited voice came from the courtyard, and he hurried out with a bun in his mouth.

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"Don't catch a cold with a scarf on!"

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The boy's mother chased after him and wrapped a cotton scarf around her son before letting him go.

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A total of four children were rounding outside the hospital, and "hehehehe", they quickly walked out of the alley and rushed out.

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Firecrackers are a rare thing, and big families only put them off on New Years and holidays, but not every bunch of firecrackers have a chance to explode, and some will be ejected when other firecrackers explode.

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These fish that slip through the net like pearls in the sea are the treasures of children. In the past few days of the Chinese New Year, many children will be looking for places to let go of firecrackers and rummaging for small cannonballs that have not yet sounded.

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Watching the children go away with laughter and laughter, Ji Yuan was also infected by this atmosphere, and walked away with a smile, remembering that he seemed to have done similar things when he was a child.

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When I returned to Yongning Street, the blindfolds naturally dissipated, and Ji Yuan walked on the street like an ordinary person.

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Although he wanted to go back to the Chu Mansion Book Pavilion, it was not a matter of urgency. Although he maintained a normal routine now, not sleeping for ten days and a half months would not have any effect.

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The Qingteng Sword is suspended behind the back. It has been very quiet since last night's clean air. It is also a fairy sword with green vines entwined with aura. The meaning of the new year is also of great significance to the Qingteng Sword. The fairy sword lifted off.

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"Om..."

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At this moment, the immortal sword behind him hummed slightly, and Ji Yuan looked sideways.

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"woke up?"

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"Om..."

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The Qingteng Sword responded with a soft cry again. The sword body was suspended behind Ji Yuan, and it did not move, nor did it draw its sheath. However, there was an indiscernible sword intent that scanned all directions, preventing all foreign objects from being hidden within the scope of the Immortal Sword Qi machine.

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Going along Yongning Street Avenue straight ahead is the direction of the Imperial City. The further you go, the more wealthy people will become, and that kind of big garden and mansion will start to appear.

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It is also the main "battlefield" for some children.

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"We're here first, you go there to pick it up, there's no one there!"

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"Nonsense, we just picked it up here, and you only came here!"

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There were two groups of children arguing next to a mansion. One moment ago, they were arguing with each other. At the next moment, the conflict between the two sides stopped. They gathered the two armies into one place, and together they attacked the gates of other mansions.

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"Show me how many you picked up! Oh, you have more than a dozen!"

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"I have twenty! I only have seven..."

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"Let's put it together in a while!"

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When Ji Yuan walked by, there were more than one or two waves of such children. They didn't care about rummaging around with their frozen red fingers. They wanted to grab the treasure before the gatekeepers cleaned the door.

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Many mansion concierges chase away children when they come out with brooms, not necessarily because everyone is fierce, but because of their responsibility.

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Ji Yuan walked and walked outside the Chu Mansion. There was a steamed bun shop across the street that he frequented. He was going to buy some steamed buns before going to the bookstore.

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The concierge of Chu's house was an old man over fifty years old. He was leaning against the gate, leaning on the broom and watching the two children in big flower coats rummage for firecrackers, and asked the two children with a smile.

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"How many did you find?"

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"I'm eleven, he's almost twenty!"

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"It's amazing, hey, I still have a few pieces of candy here. You can help me sweep the firecracker base, and the candy will be given to you, how about it?"

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"Okay, okay! You can't lie to us!"

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The two children excitedly took brooms and dustpans from the old man, and swept them with great energy. This kind of thing is naturally easy for children in common households.

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Ji Yuan also stopped to take a look. He has seen this old Chu family a few times. In fact, he is not a concierge, but more like a steward. He is active in various parts of the Chu family, sometimes doing errands and commanding, and he is very trusted by the Chu family. .

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As far as the mortal world is concerned, this person is actually quite remarkable. At least he looks like an old man, but he has a good martial arts.

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Ji Yuan is also considered a martial arts master in the world, and the "good" in his heart already has a considerable weight.

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Seeing a Mr. Sven standing beside him with a smile, the old concierge also bowed his hands to Ji Yuan.

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Ji Yuan also politely replied, and after the two children had finished sweeping the floor to get the candy, they just left and walked to the steamed bun shop over there.

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After a cup of tea was not enough, Ji Yuan had already appeared on the third floor of the bookstore in the backyard of Chu Mansion.

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There are not many bookshelves on the third floor of the bookstore, and there are two desks and chairs. There are no decorations in the rest of the place. It seems to be empty. Absolutely an airy and comfortable environment.

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After all, it is the bookstore of a big family. On one of the bookshelves on the third floor are neatly placed the four treasures of the study.

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Ji Yuan sat at one of the desks, eating pickled buns and flipping through a set of "Hundred Houses Tongjian" found on the second floor, there were six volumes in total.

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The thirteen prefectures of Dazhen have a total of nearly a hundred prefectures and vast territories. This set of books roughly describes some of the scenic spots and customs of the prefectures. Although the book was written seventy or eighty years ago, it is still vivid and interesting. Reference meaning.

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Before the five pickled buns were finished, Ji Yuan heard voices gradually approaching the bookstore. After raising her head and tilting her ear, Ji Yuan continued to eat and read on the third floor without moving, and someone had already opened the book below. Pavilion door.

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"Brother Chu, I heard that the King of Jin descended on auspiciousness last night, is it true?"

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"Even you know about this?"

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"Then how can I not know, I also know that King Wu threw his glass in the morning!"

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"Hey, you dare to say that."

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"Isn't this in front of Brother Chu! By the way, is the matter in the Jin Palace really true?"

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The two young people below had a lively chat, one was dressed in light green and well-proportioned cotton fir, with a fur scarf around it, and the other was wearing a black brocade robe, accompanied by the old man who had just been a guest at the concierge.

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Hearing another young man asking curiously, the young man from Chu Mansion also told the truth.

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"Hehe, my father was also invited to the Jin Palace last night. That auspicious auspiciousness was seen by everyone in the Jin Palace, and ah..."

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At this point, this young master of the Chu family subconsciously lowered his voice.

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"And the sage also called for the god-man to appear. I heard that there was a white mist manifesting, but the god-man did not come in the end."

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These two sentences made Ji Yuan on the third floor stunned. He really did not expect that someone in the Chu residence was also in the Jin palace last night.

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As if he just realized what he was here for, Young Master Chu asked the old man.

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"Uncle Xu, where is the set of "The Hundred Birds" that my father sent someone to copy from the Jin Palace? I'll show it to Brother Shi."

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"Oh, on the second floor, I'll find it for your son."

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After the old man responded, he took small steps all the way up to the second floor. He found a bookshelf with ease, and UU read www.uukanshu.com and pulled out a box of "Hundred Birds" in a hard paper collection book.

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Just when I was about to go downstairs, my nose moved.

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"Um?"

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This suspicious nasal sound was very low, but it stopped Ji Yuan on the third floor and looked at the pickle bag in his hand.

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'Mistakes! ’

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Sure enough, after just a few breaths, the old man's vigorous toes touched the third floor a few times, and the whole process was silent.

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After going up to the third floor, the old man looked around, sniffed again, frowned, opened the attic door and looked around on the porch, but saw no one.

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He simply climbed up the roof of the attic like an ape hanging on a tree, and gently landed on the snow on the roof.

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He glanced carefully and found that the white snow on the roof was very neat, except that there were no footprints under his feet, and then he looked at the cantilevered cornices on the following floors, and the white snow on the top also showed no signs of stepping on it.

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'Could it be that I'm overthinking it? ’

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When the old man was puzzled, the urging voice of the Chu family's son came from downstairs.

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"Uncle Xu, did you find it?"

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The old man hurriedly turned back to the attic and responded at the bottom of the stairs.

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"I found it, I found it, come down immediately!"

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After the old man left, Ji Yuan walked out from behind the shadow of a desk and sat down at the desk again.

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'This old man is quite sharp! On the other hand, Master Yin seems to have spread some fame. ’