Dreams lead to ancient times? I am really not an ancient Taoist ancestor

A night without words, a night without dreams.

It wasn't until dawn, or even until three o'clock in the morning, that Lu Xuan woke up from the bed, stretched slightly, and had a faint but happy smile on his face.

Becoming stronger again

After handing over one thousand yuan to Wu Xiaoxu, the two of them went back to their respective homes.

Lu Xuan spent the whole night studying the mysterious and mysterious characters in the spiritual world. At the same time, his body continued to operate the Jade Tower Breathing Method, transporting Zhou Tian one after another.

At this moment, the seventy-fifth text has been clearly understood, and Lu Xuan can also feel that his muscles and bones are three points stronger, and the strength in his body is also three points stronger.

Fortunately, the energy of that grain of crystal rice has not been completely digested, otherwise I might have been hungry again.

While thinking about it, Lu Xuan's eyes lit up slightly, but he was not impatient. Instead, after washing himself seriously, he sat cross-legged on the bed, spread his palms, and meditated on the seventy-five mysterious words.

Ripples appeared in the space again. Before the ripples spread, the young man's forehead was already dripping with sweat, and a heavy feeling of exhaustion came from deep in his spirit.

He decisively stopped his hand, slowly exhaled a breath, and said regretfully to himself:

"The grain of rice that I swallowed made up for my physical loss, but it couldn't make up for my mental fatigue. It seems that I won't be able to use Mediation again until at least tomorrow."

"Why is that grain of rice so magical? Ask Grandpa Li next time you dream!"

Lu Xuan was not disappointed, on the contrary, he was very satisfied. Just when he was about to study for a while on mediating destiny, he was interrupted by the noise coming from outside the door.

Vaguely, the words 'Li Xiaosang' can be heard.

Lu Xuan's heart moved and he pushed the door open.

The soil was still wet, and the sour smell was heavier than usual. Looking up at the sky, it was covered with clouds again.

These days the spring rain comes one after another.

After taking only two steps, he met Butcher Zheng next door. Lu Xuan immediately stamped his feet and greeted:

"Uncle Zheng, what happened?"

Butcher Zheng, who had just returned from the vegetable market, grinned:

"Little Sanna girl is back! She's riding in a Longque Technology car, looking very majestic!"

After a pause, he seemed to remember something and smiled:

"You and Xiao Sang were childhood sweethearts, right? Let's go and see them together!"

Lu Xuan couldn't defeat Butcher Zheng, and since he really wanted to see his old friend, he followed him.

On the way, he warned:

"Uncle Zheng, please don't say anything nonsense later. Actually, Li Xiaosang and I don't have that good of a relationship. We can be considered old friends at most."

"I know! You, Uncle Zheng, and I are not that stupid. Little Sang is no longer what she used to be. We will definitely not be able to reach her, but there is still some love left!"

Seeing this, Lu Xuan said nothing and just followed Butcher Zheng, following the flow of people towards the center of the shanty town.

When we arrived, there were already three circles inside and three circles outside.

Fortunately, Butcher Zheng was a big man with strong muscles and was able to kill pigs and dogs all day long. He led Lu Xuan to squeeze through the crowd effortlessly and stood at the front.

Lu Xuan looked around curiously and saw a floating car parked in the middle that only belonged to the powerful class. Two or three men in black looked around warily, and in the middle was a girl with familiar features.

The girl wore a smart long black dress, her hair was pulled high, and she had a pair of red phoenix eyes on her delicate face. There was light in her eyes, very bright light.

It's Li Xiaosang.

"Oh, this girl Xiao Sang is getting more and more handsome. This is a big shot coming out of our place!"

"I used to think that this girl Xiao Sang is not simple, just look at it! Wow, it's only been two years and she's already on a floating car!"

"Speaking of which, I heard that Li Xiaosang once chased the boy Lu who Old Man Chu had picked up. It seems that boy Lu didn't agree. I guess he regrets it now."

"Shh, don't talk too much! And you must have remembered it wrong. Even if such a thing happened, it was that boy Lu who pursued Xiao Sang."

"Everyone." Li Xiaosang shouted loudly at this moment, overpowering the discussions around him.

She said calmly:

"I came back this time because I heard that something happened here. Someone wanted to forcibly demolish the cemetery and injured Grandpa Fifth. Is that right?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" shouted a little old man with a cane and a bare chest: "Lao Wu's legs were broken, and he is still being nursed in Wu Datong's small clinic!"

Finally, he added:

"Hey, Xiao Sang, do you still remember me? I am your Grandpa Chen, and I touched your head back then."

Li Xiaosang glanced at him, greeted him politely, "Grandpa Chen," and then said to the crowd:

"I now know about this matter. Don't worry, everyone. I have also walked out of the shantytown. Although I am not yet able to make everyone's life better, I will not sit idly by if something happens in the shantytown."

After a pause, she spoke seriously again:

"I will ask Sakata Heavy Industries. I may not be able to get an explanation from them, but at least it will no longer disturb everyone's lives and disturb the purity of my ancestors. My grandfather is still buried in the cemetery."

The crowd surrounding him cheered loudly.

"This girl also has a conscience, just like you, Mr. Lu." Butcher Zheng commented: "I didn't expect that she would care about such a bad thing in our shanty town."

"Yeah." Lu Xuan responded softly.

"Brother Xuan!" In the noisy crowd, Wu Xiaoxu squeezed out a melon seed and ran over with a roar: "I have found you. I have already given the thousand yuan to Grandpa Wu!"

"One thousand yuan??" Butcher Zheng's eyes widened: "What one thousand yuan?"

Wu Xiaoxu was stunned for a moment, and became three points weaker:

"It's the group that injured Grandpa Fifth. They should pay a thousand yuan in compensation."

Butcher Zheng was a little surprised, and when he wanted to ask more questions, the crowd suddenly fell silent.

He subconsciously looked sideways and couldn't help but swallow.

But it was the girl wearing a long black dress who was looking at this side intently and walking towards her.

"Xiao Sang!" Butcher Zheng greeted him with a smile.

The girl nodded slightly in response, and then she stood in front of Lu Xuan, silent.

The three bodyguards in black who followed behind looked at each other, while the crowd of people watching were also whispering and surprised.

Wu Xiaoxu became excited, and his eyes kept scanning the two of them.

"Hello, long time no see."

Lu Xuan greeted politely.

"It's been more than two years, and you haven't changed much." Li Xiaosang looked at the young man in front of him quietly, slightly absent-minded.

The young man is still so clean and gentle. Although he grew up in a shanty town full of sour smell and wears tattered clothes, he doesn't look like a poor person at all. He has an upright attitude.

Yes, otherwise, how could I have liked him?

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Li Xiaosang lowered his eyes and felt inexplicably sad, as if he was remembering his past.

She looked at the clean young man in front of her again and couldn't help but sigh softly.

If Lu Xuan had accepted him back then, would things be different now?

It should be possible, but everything is a foregone conclusion, and he and Lu Xuan will become farther and farther away.

After all, we are people from two worlds.

She looked at her former Bai Yueguang, feeling a little disappointed but also a little proud.

"Long time no see." Li Xiaosang smiled brightly and raised his head slightly, revealing his snow-white neck.

I am no longer the person I used to be.

Surrounded by the crowd, the girl was gorgeously dressed and looked aristocratic, while the boy opposite, although clean and tidy, was wearing tattered clothes and old cloth shoes, looking ordinary.

She just stared at the boy, as if asking a question.

Do you regret it?