Chapter 1347

The cool wind came down the hall.

Zhao Lianxing couldn't help holding up her arms.

But soon, she realized that her action was superfluous.

I'm a monk, and I've been warm and cold for a long time.

"But why do you feel cold at this time?" Zhao Lianxing was puzzled.

She stepped to the front door of the hall.

Outside the gate is a spacious courtyard.

The clear rain is still falling.

The gloomy sky, as if filled with lead, makes Zhao Lianxing feel heavy.

So familiar.

Really familiar.

But where did I see this scene?

Zhao Lianxing frowned.

Creak——

At this time, opposite her, the wooden door belonging to the courtyard was pushed open.

Zhao Lianxing looked up.

Then she saw a girl of three or four years old come out of the crack in the door.

The girl is wearing two bun and white skirt. Because of the rain, they are all wet now.

In fact, the girl's head and body are full of rain. It seems that she trotted all the way from the outside.

But the girl's face was smiling all the time.

Smiling, very sweet.

Looking at this lovely little girl, Zhao Lianxing suddenly became more confused.

Why does this child look so familiar to himself.

It's really like I've seen it somewhere.

But she soon shook her head.

It doesn't matter whether you've seen it or not.

Since I didn't remember it, it means that I'm not an important person.

But it doesn't matter, but at least now there's one.

In this way, we can ask where this is.

With this in mind, Zhao Lianxing walked towards the little girl.

But as soon as she took two steps, suddenly, she saw another girl running out of the wing room on the side.

The girl looked like she was only five or six years old. She was wearing a water green dress. Now she ran to the girl in the white dress, took each other's little hand, asked a few questions, quickly took out her handkerchief and wiped it on each other's face.

Although she is also a child, at the moment, the little girl in a water green dress is full of pity in her eyes.

After wiping the rain on the girl's forehead and face, he quickly grasped the other party's hand, said a few words in a soft voice, and pulled the other party to the side of the room.

This scene stopped Zhao Lianxing's steps.

The two little girls have now run to the side of the wing room, but in her mind, just two people's side faces are constantly emerging.

Water green long skirt girl soft voice whisper appearance, white skirt girl cold slightly pale, but stubborn appearance.

"These two people are so familiar. How could they be so familiar?"

Zhao Lianxing looked up and looked at the lead gray clouds that were pressing down at the moment.

"Where on earth is this?"

She had planned to walk out of the yard and ask someone where it was.

But when she really stepped out, she turned a corner and headed for the wing room.

The wing room was not big, and the door had been concealed.

Zhao Lianxing is standing outside the door at the moment, you can see the situation inside.

On the wooden bed inside, the girl in the white skirt had been tightly wrapped up in the blanket, showing only a small face.

And the older green skirt girl is carrying a small bowl of steaming ginger soup, scooping up a small spoon with a spoon, blowing it, and then carefully delivering it to the white skirt girl's mouth on the bed.

The little girl in the white skirt obviously didn't like the taste. At the moment, her face was wrinkled because of resistance.

But the green skirt girl didn't know what to say. The white skirt girl flattened her mouth. Although she was still very reluctant, she still opened her mouth and quickly sucked the ginger soup in the spoon. Then her white face was more wrinkled than before.

Looking at this scene, Zhao Lianxing suddenly felt his heart thump.

There is something, as if in the depths of the brain to wake up in general.

But in my own consciousness, there seems to be something resisting this force.

White skirt, green skirt, soft voice whisper... In my mind, constantly flashed back all kinds of pictures.

Unconsciously, Zhao Lianxing felt that his nose could breathe the smell of ginger tea, and his mouth began to diffuse the spicy taste of ginger tea.

"What's the matter..."

Zhao Lianxing gritted her teeth, pushed the door open and walked into the wing room.

She knew something was wrong.

Now that I can't figure out what's wrong, I'll just ask.

When the wooden door was pushed open, Zhao Lianxing held back the power in her mind and went in with the wall.

She wants to ask where she is now and who the two little girls are.

It seems to hear her push the door in. The two little girls on the bed turn their heads together and look at Zhao Lianxing.

But the next moment, Zhao Lianxing found that the two little girls' eyes directly crossed her. To be more precise, she was like the air. The two little girls' eyes directly penetrated her and looked in the direction behind her.

Zhao Lianxing was stunned, but he immediately responded.

She immediately turned and looked back.

All of a sudden, she was surprised to see a woman, pale and anxious, lying on the doorframe.

Her chest heaved violently, as if to say something, but she couldn't breathe for a moment, so she couldn't say anything.

The woman's face was only a few feet away from Zhao Lianxing.

Looking at the fear and anxiety on each other's face, Zhao Lianxing suddenly felt a sharp pain in his brain.

She couldn't help snorting and staggered back two steps.

At the same time, a strange voice sounded in her ears.

"Lianyue Lianxing, run... Run..."

The voice is strange.

But the voice, I really heard where.

Who's speaking in your head.

Zhao Lianxing's breathing became more and more urgent.

She resisted the pain in her temple and looked up at the woman in front of her.

The woman's pale lips opened at the moment, and she said something with a short breath: "pity the moon, pity the stars, run... Run..."

Click!

The White Lightning tore up the clouds and made the room bright and dark.

The temperature in the room, at the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, suddenly makes people freezing to the bone.

Zhao Lianxing's body suddenly froze.

Who is this woman calling?

She was staring at the woman in front of her. Her heart was like being pulled by something.

The nose is sour and the eyes are rustling.

A long-standing emotion at the bottom of my heart is surging up at the moment.

At this time, the woman's body suddenly trembled, and then with despair in her eyes, she held the doorframe and fell down slowly.

Blood from her back deep visible bone wounds, gurgling out, dyed the rain under the eaves, instantly, diffuse.

Zhao Lianxing's breath stopped at this moment.

"Mother"

Two words slowly squeezed out of her throat.

At this moment, tears seemed to burst out like a flood.