Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Hearing what Yang Ruoqing said, Wang Cuilian and Xiaoduo exchanged looks.

The two of them saw that Yang Ruoqing couldn't wake her up, and the fear of being dominated a while ago hit their hearts again.

I didn't dare to say it in front of several children, but I wanted to go somewhere in my heart. I was worried that Yang Ruoqing had also been 'kept' by some weird thing? Is that why you can't wake up?

Now, seeing that Yang Ruoqing woke up and explained the reason, Wang Cuilian and Xiaoduo were relieved for the time being.

But they didn't dare to let it go completely. After all, Blacksmith Luo had already gone to ask Taoist Yuan. Only when Taoist Yuan came over and showed it to Qing'er could they feel completely relieved.

Yang Ruoqing asked Xiaoduo, Luo Baobao and the others to change into new clothes in the bedroom with Tuan Tuanyuan, while she took a set of clean clothes into the bathroom and took a shower.

When her body was completely soaked into the large tub filled with water, Yang Ruoqing exhaled a comfortable breath.

Closing my eyes, the dream from last night replayed clearly in front of my eyes...

She opened her eyes, rubbed her temples, which were still a little sore, and racked her brains to think about why she often had this same dream these days.

She asked herself that she didn't recognize the mother and daughter in the dream at all.

What is the reason why he frequently enters his dreams?

Thinking like this, the steam in the tub steamed up, and she actually felt a little drowsy again.

In a daze, she came to the river again.

At this time, it was midnight.

She saw a red figure lingering by the river where the child fell into the water.

The low ponytail has fallen down, and the black hair is flying freely in the night wind.

The woman was wearing a fiery red dress, red shoes, and a pair of red gloves. She was also carrying a pink schoolbag left by her child...

She lingered for a while on the shore where the child fell into the water, and then, with a smile on her face, she stepped straight into the river...

Yang Ruoqing woke up again.

Splashes of water!

She found that she fell asleep in the tub again.

This time, she shouldn't have slept for too long, because she heard the voices of Xiaoduo and the others coming from the bedroom outside.

"Ah, Tuantuan's clothes are beautiful and festive."

"Well, the round ones are not bad, they are very energetic!"

"..."

Yang Ruoqing breathed a sigh of relief, took the bath towel hanging on the wooden shelf next to her and wrapped it around her body, got up and left the tub.

Judging from this dream, this is not a simple dream of urination.

This dream has a complete story line, as if someone wants to tell themselves something through this dream.

But why tell yourself?

Moreover, the mother and daughter in the dream came from the future. He is simply not from this era.

Why do people in later generations find themselves as time travellers, and often let themselves dream about it?

What is the origin of this...?

Halfway through breakfast, Blacksmith Luo invited Taoist priest Yuan to the Luo family.

Yang Ruoqing simply received Daozhang Yuan directly in the small hall next to the bedroom in the backyard.

"...Taoist Priest, these are the two dreams I had from last night to this morning."

"I have never understood why I dreamed about that mother and daughter, but I have a feeling that there should be some connection between me and that mother and daughter."

After focusing on Yang Ruoqing for a while, Daochang Yuan looked away.

"What Mrs. Dong said is true. To put it bluntly, everything in this world has its origin and cause and effect."

"If we want to completely solve this matter, we need to get to the root of it."

"Let's do this. After today's celebration of the two young masters' birthdays is completed successfully, I will cross the bridge and let Mrs. Dong have a face-to-face conversation with the woman who frequently appears in your dreams. I wonder if Mrs. Dong would dare?"

Lead wire through bridge?

Conversation in person? Yang Ruoqing's eyebrows moved slightly. What did Taoist Yuan mean, was he going to ask Mi?

"If Mrs. Dong doesn't dare, I can do it for you. But if I ask, the effect may not be as comfortable as if Mrs. Dong does it herself..."

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand to interrupt Daochang Yuan.

"Don't worry, Taoist Master, as long as we can solve this matter from the root cause, return my son and our Luo family to a clean state, there is nothing that I, Yang Ruoqing, dare not do!"

"The host's wife is so courageous. In that case, let's wait for the two young masters..."

"No, no wait, now!"

"What? Let's talk now? Are you sure?"

"Yes!"

Facing Daochang Yuan's shock, Yang Ruoqing nodded firmly.

"I have a feeling that if this matter is not clarified, my two sons may not be safe even after celebrating their birthdays."

Just round ones, the main thing is tuan tuan.

The mother shouted last night, to be honest, Yang Ruoqing is still a little... scared!

In addition to the different timbre, the tone and accent really look more and more like the drowned child the more I think about it!

Therefore, Yang Ruoqing had a ridiculous guess. If reincarnation really existed in this world...

Leave Yuan Dao a long time to prepare.

Yang Ruoqing went out of the house and explained to Blacksmith Luo and the others.

Several adults in the family reached a consensus on this matter and hid it from the children in the family, including Luo Baobao.

Xiaoduo said: "Sister, don't worry, it's still early. We'll take the children to the front hall while you do your business."

"it is good!"

"Sister, be careful."

"Don't worry, Taoist Yuan is here."

Besides, Yang Ruoqing always felt that the other party didn't seem to have any ill intentions towards her...

Right now, she just wants to find out the other party's intention...

After making arrangements for her family, Yang Ruoqing returned to the small hall in the backyard.

In the small hall at this time, Taoist Yuan was also ready.

He moved the original Eight Immortals table to one side and placed a piece of old parchment on the table. On the parchment, a diagram of the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches was drawn.

Candlesticks, white candles, rice bowls, rice, water, incense candles, swords made of copper coins...

"My wife, just sit down in the circle I drew in front of the altar."

Daochang Yuan pointed forward, and Yang Ruoqing found that he had used incense ash to draw a not very standard circle on the ground. The area of ​​the circle was not very large, about two square meters, and there was a stool with a backrest in the middle.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, stepped straight into the circle, and sat down on the stool designated by Taoist Yuan.

Then, Daochang Yuan took out a red thread with a bell strung on it and tied it to Yang Ruoqing's wrist.

"My wife, I will recite a spell later so that you can meet that person in the sea of ​​consciousness again."

"Time is the work of one stick of incense. When the incense burns out, I will pull the end of the red thread. When you hear the bell, remember to come back."

"it is good!"

"Madam, remember, no matter whether the conversation between you two is completed or not, once you hear the bell, you must leave, otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous!"

Yang Ruoqing thought for a while and nodded again: "Okay!"

My main point is that I am a person who listens to advice. It is impossible to turn around when you hear the bell. Even if you don’t ask clearly this time, you can just ask again next time when you have a chance.