Chapter 955: Jiaotu's Repayment

The golden light from his fingertips fell on her forehead and also covered her eyes with a layer of light golden light.

Looking at the person in front of her through the golden light, Jiang Xuxu was a little stunned.

Suddenly, she remembered that day.

It was also here that he held her and said to her,

[Your existence has always been very special to me. ]

She didn't think much about it at the time, but at this moment, Jiang Xuxu vaguely realized that the "I" in his words might not only refer to him.

But also to the former Chu Beihe.

Just like what he said to her now, and the look he gave her, Jiang Xuxu had an illusion.

It was as if the person in front of her was the person she knew.

As soon as she thought of it, she spoke subconsciously, calling him,

"Chu Beihe?"

There was a hoarseness of uncertainty in the voice. Chu Beihe paused slightly when he touched her brow. After a moment, he withdrew his hand but did not respond.

He knew that she was calling the former Chu Beihe.

The trance in Jiang Xuxu's eyes also returned to clarity with his silence.

Loss passed through her heart, but it only lasted for a second.

Jiang Xuxu didn't think it was really her illusion just now. Rather than an illusion, she would rather believe that the soul belonging to Chu Beihe was indeed merging with the person in front of her.

At least, based on the dragon vein she had just seen, he would not say such words to her today.

Perhaps the golden light in front of her was too familiar, or perhaps the sudden truth made her miss the man even more.

Knowing it was impossible, Jiang Xuxu subconsciously grabbed his sleeve as he was about to leave.

Chu Beihe paused slightly, but did not move.

When she lowered her eyes, she saw that her fingertips pulling her sleeve seemed to merge into his golden light.

Just like before.

Whenever she approached, his golden light would immediately accept her.

Jiang Xuxu seemed to be unaware of it, just looking at him. When she opened her mouth, her voice became lighter and lighter,

and she said,

"Chu Beihe, thank you."

Regardless of whether the person in front of her was him or not, she thought that he could always hear her voice.

She always had to say thank you to him.

Thank him for always guarding her when she didn't know.

Even now, he is still trying to get closer to her, so what reason does she have... not to wait for him anymore?

She said,

"You asked me to wait for you, I agreed. But can you... not wait too long?"

Although she would wait no matter how long it takes.

But if possible, she hopes that the day when he returns completely can be earlier, faster...

Chu Beihe unexpectedly saw the light in her eyes, which was different from the previous deliberate alienation and indifference, but with expectation, filling her eyes with him.

Unspeakable emotions filled his heart, Chu Beihe stared back at the light in her eyes,

for a long time, he responded hoarsely,

"Okay."

...

The bright moon was hanging high, and in the dark blue sky, the last dark cloud seemed to quietly disperse.

The bright moonlight sprinkled every bluestone slab in the ancient village in the mountains.

It also happened to illuminate the dragon and turtle who were hiding on the second floor and peeking.

It was obvious that both of them looked a little tired.

Especially Jiaotu.

The imagined touching embrace scene was not there at all.

Jiaotu even wondered if his thinking logic had been separated from that of ordinary people after he turned into a dragon?

After all, a dragon must be different from ordinary people.

He sighed in his heart, thinking that this was probably the loneliness after turning into a dragon.

Without continuing to stare at the two people downstairs, Jiaotu swung his tail, and the little silver dragon in silver armor flew into the air on its own.

He had another thing to do tonight.

Gui Xiaoxu saw him flying away, and subconsciously asked him,

[Where are you going? 】

The moment he came out of the door, he realized that this person couldn't hear his voice.

He was shocked.

So what if he turned into a dragon? He still couldn't hear the sound of his system? Although

his mind was complaining, it still quickly chased in the black mist in the direction where Jiaotu left.

Originally thought that this little dragon was going to show off somewhere again.

In the end, he followed him all the way, but he followed him to the foot of the mountain.

The mountain village is quiet, especially after nightfall.

Without the hustle and bustle of the city, people here rarely walk around after nightfall, and most of them fall asleep early.

Baoshan is one of them.

Jiaotu followed the familiar breath and easily found Baoshan.

In the past two days, he has heard about Baoshan's identity from the villagers of the Cultural Relics Village.

A villager guarding Huabei Village.

His soul is incomplete, and his heart is like a child.

But he is indeed his destined person.

But no matter who he is, since he has fulfilled his chance to become a dragon, he is Jiaotu's benefactor.

Jiaotu came tonight to repay his gratitude.

Although he was repaying his gratitude, he also knew that he could not interfere with the cause and effect of the village guards.

There was no way to make up his soul.

After thinking about it, he decided to give him a dream -

the moonlight sprinkled down, illuminating the path in the village, and also happened to sprinkle on Baoshan.

Baoshan looked at the familiar mountain village in front of him blankly, and soon the confusion in his eyes turned into joy. He smiled and walked into the village while picking wild flowers.

But today, the familiar village road inexplicably had several forks.

Baoshan stepped in curiously, but the next second, he unexpectedly stepped into another world.

The night market was bustling and the lights were bright.

It was something he had never seen before.

Because he had lived in the village since he was conscious, and had never left.

He didn't want to leave either.

However, now, seeing this noisy night market and the barbecue stalls, it was very lively, which still made him a little curious.

He stood there for a long time, but he didn't dare to step forward.

He was a little scared.

He didn't know anyone here.

Thinking of this, suddenly there were many more people around him.

The villagers of Huabei Village, Niu Niu, and Yubi.

They looked at him and said with a smile, "Baoshan, let's go, Auntie will treat you to barbecue~"

Niu Niu also pulled him and said in a baby voice, "Uncle Baoshan, I want to play on the swivel chair over there, you come with me."

Baoshan was pulled into the night market by them.

There were many novel little things and fun things in the night market.

He walked from the beginning to the end of the street, with all kinds of snacks and delicacies in his hands, and saw the bright lights in the city.

He walked from dusk to dawn, and saw mountains, rivers, seas, and high-rise buildings.

He walked a road he had never walked before and saw colors he had never seen before.

Just when the people around him thought he would keep walking, Baoshan stopped.

He looked at the people around him who were familiar to him, and smiled as silly as before,

and said, "Baoshan, I want to go home."

Huabei Village is his home.

Although it was good outside, he wanted to go home.

Then, the familiar village road appeared in front of him again. The breeze blew his eyes. He rubbed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was a silver-white dragon wearing silver armor in front of him.

The dragon spoke, but it was a voice like a young man, asking him,

"Baoshan, don't you want to see the outside world again?" Baoshan

shook his head and said no.

His legs were tired.

The dragon did not force him, but just said, "If one day you want to feel the outside world again, you can call me."

It said, stretched out its hand, and a piece of silver-white dragon scale fell into his hand.

Baoshan heard the little dragon say in a very majestic tone,

"Baoshan, if you help me turn into a dragon, I will grant you three wishes. This is the certificate..."

The young man's voice faded away, and the dragon disappeared.

Baoshan woke up from his dream and seemed to have felt something.

He raised his hand, and in his hand was a beautiful silver-white dragon scale.

His rough big hand carefully stroked the dragon scale, then smiled and greeted it,

"Hello, little dragon."