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Both inside were stunned.

Yun Lian pressed her shoulder and silently comforted her: "What did the junior sister say?"

Yin Miao turned his head blankly, and the brilliance in his eyes gathered little by little, as if he had just woken up from his dream. She was a little confused, and her eyes stayed on Yun Lan and Ye Zhou who came in for a while, and asked hesitantly: "I'm talking to my sleep."

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Otherwise what would they watch her do?

"What did I say?" She frowned secretly, not to call anyone's name.

Yun Lian said: "You said, the Nine-level Tower."

Yin Miaomiao was stunned and asked, "Nine-level Tower? That Nine-level Tower?" He asked twice in a row, and his shock was beyond words.

Yunlian nodded.

She looked solemn and frowned without saying a word.

Ye Zhou hesitated for a while, walked over and put the medicine down, and asked naturally: "What did senior sister dream about? Where is the Nine-Level Tower?"

Yin Miaomiao turned his head and looked at him with a subtle tone: "I don't remember."

Ye Zhou was surprised.

In the monk's cognition, dreams are spontaneous illusions of the soul. Sometimes they are wild and bizarre, and sometimes they are intertwined with the spiritual consciousness, revealing the inner thoughts, so there is a saying that "there is something to think about every day and the dream is something to dream about every night."

With the improvement of cultivation, the cultivator's control over the soul will gradually increase, and the number of dreams will decrease sharply.

Only when the soul is extremely relaxed can dreams appear occasionally. After the monk wakes up, he can only search the spiritual platform and find the corresponding traces. There is no saying "I can't remember".

Especially for someone like Yin Miaomiao who is proficient in soul art, as long as she is willing, she can find clues from many years ago. How could she not remember a dream?

Unless, it's not as simple as a dream.

Yin Miaomiao also noticed something was wrong, so he took the medicine bowl and drank it all, stood up quickly, sat cross-legged: "I think about it, don't disturb me." After that, he closed his eyes and concentrated, and fell into meditation.

The sea of ​​consciousness is like a vast universe, presenting before her.

The flying golden stream of light wrapped around her, like an arm instructing her, quickly gathering the fragments of the surrounding divine stones.

Today's scene passes by quickly.

She looked very serious when Ye Zhou lights incense in the morning, and also saw Feiying bringing the little phoenix out. The phoenix flapping its cheerful wings, and also saw Ren Wuwei and Yunlian coming, the bird on the branch happened to be on the side when Ren Wuwei and Yunlian arrived.

The son called out.

All the scenes are as clear as watching movies one by one.

However, until she woke up from her dream, she could not find any trace of the dream. This is strange. For no reason, how could she call out the three words "Nine-level Tower" in her sleep?

She must have dreamed of something, but she just couldn't remember it.

"Nine-level Tower." Yin Miaomiao repeated the name in his heart, and suddenly, an inexplicable throbbing surged into his heart.

It seems that someone is whispering in his ears, or it seems that a illusion is integrated into his thoughts, unable to explain clearly and cannot be expressed in words, which is an indescribable feeling.

She opened her eyes and said to Yun Lian: "We are going to Zhongzhou."

Yun Lian didn't ask the reason, but just said, "When?"

"No hurry." She said slowly, and lay down again. "My injuries have not healed yet, so it is not suitable to walk."

This is naturally a lie.

Her injuries have healed a lot under Ye Zhou's conditioning, and it is not hindered from traveling far away. However, a feeling that does not belong to her is inevitably aroused in her heart, which inevitably makes people feel disgusted by losing control of themselves. However, the Nine-Level Tower is related to the cloud.

Lian and many secrets had to go, so they had to delay one or two as a struggle and talk about comfort.

Ye Zhou didn't know the reason, and couldn't help but glance at her when he heard this, thinking: Do you know that the injury has not healed yet?

Who knew that Yin Miaomiao closed her eyes, but her spiritual consciousness had not relaxed and she suddenly opened her eyes: "What are you looking at? Didn't you take the medicine?"

Ye Zhou: "..." It's been so long, I took the initiative to drink medicine for the first time, so I'm so embarrassed to say it.

"Don't think I don't know what you are muttering in your heart." She picked up the empty medicine bowl and stuffed it into his hand, and drove people away, "Let's go and refine your pills, and then I'll let you move to my master's eyelids.

Go down."

Speaking of this, Ye Zhou couldn't help but think of the problem of a tight guest room. He looked at Yun Lian hesitantly, not knowing where he wanted to live and whether he needed to hang out the house.

As a result, Yin Miaomiao suddenly changed to the main business, climbed onto the wooden clogs and sat in front of the case, and said to Yun Lian: "Since I'm going to Zhongzhou, I'd better write a letter to ask Kong Li first and ask about the news."

He heard this and had to take it to the door and leave.

The candlelight in the room was lit until midnight, and the people inside were not out for a long time.

Ye Zhou cut the insect shell in his hand with a silver knife, but his thoughts flew far away. I remember when she was in Nanzhou, she was seriously injured and Yun Lan was guarding her. The relationship between their brother and sister may be more than he thought.

It's even better.

So good... he doubted whether his efforts were meaningless.

"Why are you stunned?" Suddenly, a sound sounded in your ears.

Ye Zhou was shocked, and the force on his hand became heavier. The blade as thin as a cicada wing broke open his fingers, and a line of blood beads emerged. But he still didn't realize it: "Senior Sister?"

"Rude." She criticized her, but squeezed to him and sat down, staring at the black and shiny beetle shell for a long time, and endured it, unable to hold it back, and said disgustingly, "My usual medicine

Is this in it?"

Ye Zhou was stunned, and then a bold idea came to his mind: "Is it because of this that my senior sister doesn't like to drink medicine?"

"No?" she asked.

Ye Zhou said something for a moment. He only said that she didn't like the bitter taste of medicine, and increased it many times, and adjusted the taste like honey water, but she still had to ask for it three times to urge her to drink medicine. In the end, all

You have to think that she wanted to mess with him, so she did this on purpose.

It turned out that it was for medicinal herbs and disliked them for pickling.

"Senior sister, no matter what they were before, they are now medicine." He said seriously, "You don't want..."

Yin Miaomiao's words are concise and concise: "Shut up."

He was silent.

The world is quiet.

After a while, Ye Zhou got up and put away all the medicinal materials such as snake sheds, animal eyes, insect powder, etc., and took out a lot of unrecognizable bark, grass stems, beeswax from the medicine cabinet.

, weighed it with brass, thinking about how to replace it.

The candlelight jumped, and the dim light shone on his blue shirt, and his meticulous and tenderness were very tender. His handsome face was full of seriousness, which made people feel a little joy when they saw it.

Yin Miaomiao sat in the turtle, looking at him, thinking: You can't blame her for bullying others. No matter who told him that he would dare not get angry, he still racked his brains and pleased her heart.

This kind of taste of being favored and fearless is really addictive.

After a long time, he weighed the medicinal materials and pretended not to see her. He sat in front of the alchemy furnace and began to refine the alchemy.

Yin Miaomiao leaned against the medicine basket and his arm, staring at him lazily. He didn't know whether it was because the elixir room was very warm or whether he knew that his master and senior brother were around him, he felt sleepy again and took a nap.

Although it was only a quarter of an hour before and after, when she opened her eyes, she was covered with a thin blanket.

Ignoring her, but paying attention to her all the time, how cute she was. She changed her posture comfortably, straightened her legs, and closed her eyes comfortably to rest.

One hour later, the alchemy furnace is turned on.

Unfortunately, the first time I changed the pill recipe was not very successful.

He poured out the residue, twisted it open and smelled it, tasted it again, poured it into the flower pot next to it, wiped it dry, then walked to the medicine cabinet to pick out the medicinal materials, removed several, and added several new ones.

Some changes have been made.

Yin Miaomiao asked him: "How many times do you need to try when you change the pill recipe?"

Ye Zhou didn't look at her, and his tone was plain: "At least three or four times, and a hundred times, a thousand times."

"So troublesome," she pretended to be surprised, "Why do you have to change?"

He turned his head and looked at her without answering, as if he was expressing his protest in this way - you know why, but he still wanted to ask me.

Yin Miaomiao was so funny that he stretched out his hand to him: "Come here."

In the first second, he did not move, maintaining his last stubbornness. In the second second, his body began to be uncontrollable and was manipulated by the throbbing inside. He couldn't help but put down everything in his hands and walked to her side.

, holding the hand she handed over.

Holding his hand, throwing everything behind his head.

Ye Zhou sat next to her and opened his arms to hug her. The smell between his hair was the familiar Youlanrui. When she pretended to be an ordinary monk and mingled among his disciples, he smelled this strange fragrance.

For a long time, when you smell the scent of this orchid, you will think of her.

"Senior sister..." he murmured, buried his head in her hair.

Yin Miaomiao let him hold it and said leisurely: "I'll try to refine a pill for me. I'm going to Zhongzhou soon, I'm afraid I won't have time to take medicine three times a day."

At this moment, not to mention the need to refine elixirs, he would climb up the roof without hesitation: "Okay."

"I can't tell the reason for the pills." She said, "Don't tell me."

Ye Zhou couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips, and his senior sister felt sorry for him. In an instant, the tenderness became stronger and he wanted to cut his heart out and give it to her: "It doesn't matter, I'll change it."

"No need to say it, it's getting more and more disobedient." She pretended to be annoyed.

In the past, he must have been worried about being afraid of being afraid of not doing well enough. Now he has a different mentality and dares to say: "It's all taught by my senior sister."

"Are you looking for a fight?"

He raised his head, held her hand and placed it on his cheek, and hit her for a while: "Is that OK?"

Some people can lick it more than slapping it on their left and right. Yin Miaomiao was speechless for a moment, unable to think of anything to answer, so he turned his head and didn't look at him.

Ye Zhou was reluctant to look away, seeing that she had no intention of turning against her, he leaned over carefully and touched her cheek tentatively.

With this moment, the slap I just got worth it.

The heartbeat began to speed up, and the heat that was hiding overflowed to the body surface, slightly hot. The throat was very dry and I wanted to speak, but I didn't dare to say it.

He really wanted to get closer, but the closer he was no longer a place where courage could reach. So he just closed his arms and hugged her tightly.

The warm breathing is like the breeze of early spring, blowing open a tree of fragrant flowers.

The time is right, everything is silent at night, and everyone is dreaming. The place is not comfortable, but it is interesting. The firewood is burning, emitting the unique fragrance of wood. Many herbs have not been prepared and thrown aside at random. It is fragrant.

The fragrance, astringent astringent astringent, intertwined with a bitter taste that seems to be there or there is nothing.

The candlelight illuminates half of his face.

The elegant appearance is filled with passionate love, so it is so touching.

Deep inside, the closed door suddenly loosened, as if that day, he squeezed through the crowds of people, rushed upstairs, knocked on the door and asked to come in.

She couldn't help but smile.

The warmth in the alchemy room is like the sunshine in late spring, which arouses the laziness in the bones.

As the saying goes:

The night moon is light and water is melted, and a red carp swims in the pond.

The warm wind blows the deer in my heart, and the fish floats and the blue waves quietly protrude.

The fragrant fingers are slender and the tail of the clouds are slim, and the love is hard to stop when the lotus is revealed.

Let the fish return to the stream and flow upstream, and the spring in the depths of Peach Valley is even more secluded.

The author has something to say: Finally compensate Zhou Zhou with a poem!

I think my likable poetry level has improved again!

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