There was an instant silence in front of the huge Sifang Pavilion, and the common people frowned, trying to think of a way to crack the bamboo pole...
The sun was gradually rising, and it was still quiet outside the Sifang Pavilion. There was no movement at all. The brows of the people were tightly frowned, obviously they hadn't thought of a solution yet.
"It's getting late, everyone, let's go eat first." The ethereal and beautiful female voice came to their ears, and everyone came back to their senses, only to realize that it was almost noon, and the morning time would be over soon, and they were still thinking about the solution. Without a clue, a look of frustration flashed in his eyes.
The saint stipulates that she only goes back in time for human beings in the morning. If no one has figured out a way to crack it after noon, it means that she has no destiny with anyone today, and she will not go back in time for human beings...
It’s a time rewind once a day. Many people can’t get it even if they want it. It’s a pity that such a great opportunity should be wasted in vain...
Seeing that the saint behind the veil stood up and was about to turn around and leave, a clear female voice came over: "Wait, I thought of a solution."
Everyone followed the prestige, and saw a beautiful girl wearing a snow-blue cloak slowly stepping down from the carriage. Her bright little face was unpainted, but fresh and refined, like a lotus emerging from water. The pale golden sun shone on her body. Shake off her bright light and shadow...
Everyone's eyes sparkled in an instant, and they looked at Murong Xue for a moment: "Miss, have you thought of a way to crack it?"
Murong Xue hummed lightly, walked slowly to the bamboo pole amidst everyone's attention, picked up the bamboo pole, looked around, Shi Shiran walked to a well in the corner, and lifted the bamboo pole little by little. into the well.
The bamboo pole fell slowly, and the books on the top of the bamboo pole were getting closer and closer to Murong Xue, and gradually became even with Murong Xue. wave.
"Okay, it's really smart to think of this method!"
"Yeah, don't cut the bamboo pole, just put the bamboo pole into the well, let the bamboo pole drop slowly, and you will get the book at the top naturally, such a clever method, why didn't I think of it..."
"Because this method requires ingenious thinking, our brains are not flexible enough..."
The common people chattered and looked at Murong Xue with admiration.
Behind the light veil, something flashed in the eyes of the holy girl, and then disappeared in an instant. She looked at Murong Xue lightly and said: "Miss is smart, she is a predestined person for today, please come in."
After the voice of the saintess fell, the gate of Sifang Pavilion opened without wind, as if welcoming the arrival of a destined person.
Everyone looked at Murong Xue enviously, and automatically stood to the two sides, making way for them.
"Thank you." Murong Xue smiled slightly, took a book, and slowly walked into Sifang Pavilion. The exquisite door was slowly closed behind her, blocking the sight from inside and outside.
Murong Xue's eyes dimmed, and she quickly adapted to the light in the room, only to see that the huge room was empty, except for a layer of translucent gauze hanging in front of her, the gauze was light pink, fluttering gently with the breeze, A touch of sandalwood is burning in the purple gold incense burner in the corner, which makes people feel peaceful...
Murong Xue stepped forward and lifted the veil, only to see a round water green blanket spread on the ground in front of her, the saint was wearing a long skirt the color of a concubine, sitting on the blanket, the color of a concubine was sitting on the blanket. The skirt spread out on the blanket, like a proudly blooming lotus, indescribably holy.
The saint's jet-black hair is loosely pulled up, a lotus imprint is dotted between her eyebrows, her face is covered with a pink veil, and her graceful facial lines are faintly visible under the veil, which makes people think about it.
"I don't know what the girl is here for?" The saint looked at Murong Xue and asked softly.
"I want to see the scene of my father's death!" Murong Xue's eyes were dark: Originally, she didn't believe that people had the ability to go back in time, but the great priest of the Jingu Palace made her fully recognize the world. You know, then there are all kinds of spells that defy the sky. Looking at what happened in the past, the people of the Jingu will definitely be able to do it...
"Please sit down, girl!" The saint nodded, signaling Murong Xue to sit opposite her. After Murong Xue sat down firmly, she stretched out her hand towards Murong Xue. Her small pale hands were slender and radiant.
"What are you doing?" Murong Xue looked at her puzzled.
"Things worn, worn, or used by your father, I can go back in time for the girl through them!" The saint said softly.
Murong Xue was startled, and suddenly remembered that many of the people waiting outside the Sifang Pavilion were carrying things in their hands. She thought they were carrying things by chance or newly bought, but now it seems that they took them on purpose. Come on, do things that go back in time, which is the so-called medium.
The time rewinding done by the saint is to show the living people what the dead experienced. Naturally, a medium is used to extract the memories of the dead.
"I don't have anything belonging to my father..." Murong Xue smiled unnaturally, took out a silver key, and put it into the hands of the saint: "Please ask the saint to give me the place where this key is assigned."
She doesn't have anything belonging to Murong Yue around her, so she can't see the cause of his death, so she can only ask the saint to look at the silver key and find out the location of 'Return to Alley'...
"Okay, girl, please close your eyes." The saint said lightly, folded her hands together, and clamped the silver key in the middle.
Murong Xue hummed lightly, and slowly closed her eyes!
A little bit of white brilliance rose from the white hand of the saint, and it quickly penetrated into the silver key. The silver key instantly shone brightly, and the key jumped up with her small white hand. The tip of the key focused heavily on Murong Xue's eyebrows , the white brilliance quickly seeped in...
Murong Xue only felt a slight pain between her brows, one broken picture after another quickly flashed in her mind, the pictures were very strange, obviously not her or the memory of the original owner...
Gradually, the picture became clearer and clearer. Murong Xue saw the civilian man. His face was more than ten years younger than when she saw him, but his expression was very haggard. Holding a silver key, there is joy, sorrow, and relief...
The holy girl sat across from Murong Xue, looking at her frowning brows, raised her brows, and slowly withdrew her hand. The brilliance on the key in her hand gradually faded, and the silver key returned to its original appearance.
Murong Xue was not awake, she closed her eyes and was immersed in a dream...
"Successful?" A young man in black and a black scarf strode over.
"Of course, if I take the shot, there is no reason for failure." The holy goddess looked arrogant, glanced at the censer in the corner, and smiled smugly at the corner of her mouth: "However, this is also thanks to your dream grass, the dosage is just right , hidden in the breath of sandalwood, as smart as Murong Xue, and completely unaware..."