Chapter 525 Previous Life
As the ethereal sound of the piano lingered in the air, the light curtain at the head of the bed reflected scenes of the past life of the person in the dream.
Yun Qingqing looked at Xiao Changheng from the previous life, and her brows gradually furrowed.
In his previous life, he had the same noble status as in this life, but he fell seriously ill at a young age and passed away early.
Yun Qingqing's eyes dimmed, and her fingertips lightly plucking the strings of the zither. Rays of light continued to linger with the sound of the zither. The dream kept going back, presenting Xiao Changheng's life after life.
Yun Qingqing found that each of his experiences was more or less the same. He had a noble status and a distinguished family background, but his fate was always unfortunate. He was either poisoned or injured or contracted an illness. His life span was sometimes less than twenty years old, and at most never exceeded fifty.
Moreover, he was alone in every life and never married until his death.
Yun Qingqing's brows were furrowed tighter and tighter, until she went back dozens of lifetimes, her pupils suddenly condensed slightly, and she stared at the light curtain intently.
The Liufang piano music brought the dream back to more than 2,100 years ago, and she saw him being born in that era.
According to the timeline, there is a gap of more than a hundred years between this life and his next life, which means... his life in this life is not that short.
Yun Qingqing watched the baby in the light curtain grow up gradually, becoming a delicate and beautiful doll, and then gradually growing into a handsome young man. Her eyes flickered slightly, and she observed the progress intently.
This life is completely different from the previous one. He was not born into a prominent family and his family was ordinary. He lost his parents at a young age and lived a hard life on the streets.
Until one day he kindly took care of a seriously injured practitioner. After the man's injuries improved a little, he said that he could not let him get involved and left in a hurry.
But before leaving, the cultivator gave him a sum of silver and a jade pendant, saying that he had excellent physique and extraordinary talent. If he wanted to leave, he could go to Qingling Mountain in three months and show the token, and someone would take him to practice.
In that era, to ordinary people, practitioners were like immortals. The young boy did not hesitate and embarked on the journey to Qingling Mountain early.
When he was almost at the foot of Qingling Mountain, the young man passed by a forest and suddenly heard a noisy sound coming from inside, and there were chaotic footsteps approaching in this direction.
Sensing danger instinctively, the boy immediately climbed up a tree and hid himself there, holding his breath and observing the area below through the gaps between the leaves.
Soon, a small figure came stumbling over from afar, and in the distance a group of people were chasing it, cursing.
Just as the figure came into view and the face was about to be seen clearly, Liufang's piano music suddenly rang out sharply, and the entire light curtain exploded into white and disappeared without a trace.
The strings of the Liufang Qin made a clanging sound and suddenly broke. Yun Qingqing felt a pain on her fingertips and a drop of blood flowed out.
She came back to her senses, her heart tightened, and she immediately looked at Xiao Changheng lying on the bed, only to see that his brows were furrowed and his eyelashes were trembling, and he was about to wake up.
Yun Qingqing raised her hand and put the zither back into the space, hurriedly stood up and removed the soundproof barrier, quickly slapped an invisibility spell on herself, casually used the wall-passing spell to leave the room directly, and returned to her own yard as quickly as possible.
Just a moment after he left, Xiao Changheng slowly opened his eyes, raised his hand with a confused look, and rubbed his temples.
Yun Qingqing returned to her room in one breath, picked up the teapot on the table, poured a large cup of cold tea, drank it, sat down on the chair, and let out a long breath.
Her mind was full of what she had just seen of Xiao Changheng's last life...or rather, his first life.
Qingling Mountain?
Yun Qingqing was too familiar with this person. The old Pavilion Master of the Shadow Moon Pavilion in Qingling Mountain was a close friend of her master. Who else could the injured cultivator in the dream just now be but the old Pavilion Master of the Shadow Moon Pavilion!
But did Xiao Changheng actually go to Qingling Mountain?
If he had joined Shadow Moon Pavilion, there was no reason for me to have no impression of this person.
But the dream was forcibly interrupted just now. Perhaps something else happened before he went up the mountain, and he was ultimately unable to go.
This is not the biggest problem.
But the old Pavilion Master of Shadow Moon Pavilion saw at a glance that his cultivation roots were excellent...
If this is true, no matter how a person reincarnates, his original bones cannot disappear without any reason!
Xiao Changheng has no bones left in this life!
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