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Chu Yun ate a snack, poured a glass of rice wine, and looked at the banks of the Qinhuai River.

On both sides of the Qinhuai River, there are ancient buildings since the Northern and Southern Dynasties, ancient businessmen gather here, and many people who move to the guest house will meet here, they are extravagant, build mansions, and build gardens.

Therefore, the architectural characteristics on both sides of the Qinhuai River are colorful and colorful, with Hui-style buildings, temple buildings, and southern garden-style buildings, which are reflected in the superb architectural skills of ancient times.

Confucius Temple is known as the Qinhuai scenic spot and has become the characteristic landscape area of the ancient capital of Nanjing, is the largest traditional ancient street market in the Xia Kingdom, and the Magic City God's Temple, Suzhou Xuanmiaoguan and the Imperial Capital Flyover are the four major downtown areas of the Xia Kingdom.

In Chu Yun's mind, countless poems couldn't help but appear.

When Liu Yuxi wrote "Wuyi Lane", it may have been when the lights of thousands of homes were on, looking up at the magnificence of the high-rise buildings in Wuyi Lane, with pink walls and tiles, and neon flashing.

The bustle and bustle here, the bustle and bustle do not know what words to use to describe it, as if it can only be described with luxury, luxury, and glamour.

Wang Dao, Xie An, Wang Xizhi, Xie Lingyun, and Gu Kaizhi of the Six Dynasties lived here, and they lived on the banks of the Qinhuai River, attracting businessmen to gather, they talked about poetry and papers, they splashed ink, and they lived a luxurious life of drunken dreams in Jinling.

The fragrant story of Qinhuai River is also rich in Li Xiangjun, Gu Hengbo, Dong Xiaowan, Bian Yujing, Kou Baimen, Ma Xianglan, Liu Rushi, Chen Yuanyuan and other "Qinhuai Bayan" who live on both sides of Qinhuai.

Liu Yuxi, Du Mu, Zhu Ziqing, Yu Pingbo and many other literati and writers visited the Confucius Temple, stopped at the Qinhuai River, they relied on the six dynasties to visit the Qinhuai, and left a lot of popular poems.

"The ears are full of sheng songs, and the buildings are full of pearls and cui to win Wu Wa.

Because he knows the fairy cave on the sea, it is only like a rich family in the world. "

Chu Yun felt it, and couldn't help but read this poem out of his mouth.

After drinking a glass of rice wine and putting down the cup, Chu Yun suddenly felt a little in a trance.

I don't know why, in an instant, Chu Yun entered a state of detachment, everything in front of him began to blur, at this moment, the boundary between dream and reality was broken, and Chu Yun felt that his consciousness was fluttering, and it seemed to be a chaotic time and space.

A strange life story of Chu Yun seems to be staged in front of Chu Yun.

......

"Feng Xiaodao, you are gambling again, can you still find a serious woman if you go on like this?" a woman's voice sounded.

Chu Yun's consciousness seemed to enter another person's body, and he used this person's body to look at everything, but he couldn't speak by himself, and could only act according to the will of the possessed person.

The place where he is now is still on the bank of the Qinhuai River, but I don't know what era it is, it feels like it should be sometime in ancient times.

"I don't want a serious woman, I want you!"

The person who was possessed by Chu Yun said lazily.

In front of him was a woman in a brightly dressed ancient costume.

"Phew, do you know that I'm the most popular person in the painting boat now, you rotten gambler, you usually don't do serious things, occasionally you have two dollars, just come to me and have a good time, just forget it, you love gambling so much, not to mention scraping together enough money for my redemption, don't starve yourself to death." The woman seemed to be disgusted, but in her hand, she threw a paper bag over.

The person possessed by Chu Yun, the man called the wind knife, took the paper bag and found that there were several meat buns inside.

"God is really blind, you are a little rotten gambler, and you actually gave birth to such a handsome and good skin, if it weren't for your good looks, I would have starved you to death!"

The woman said, but everyone could hear it, her knife mouth and tofu heart.

Feng Xiaodao laughed, picked up a meat bun, and ate it.

Waiting for the wind knife to eat a meat bun, the woman sighed and said: "I don't want to talk about you either, I advise you to quit gambling, live a good life, don't think about redeeming me, you have a lot of kung fu, it's more than enough to be a dart master nurse, a woman like me has long stopped thinking of marrying a good family." "

"Hehe... Let me quit gambling, that's not okay, I'm not afraid of the wind knife, I'm not afraid of death, I'm afraid of poverty!"

"If I can't get rich, what do I have to live?" said Feng Xiaodao with a smile.

He stood up with a carp and said, "Hongyin, don't worry, I will have a chance to make a big vote soon, and when I come back, I will redeem myself for you!"

"Do your big dream of spring and autumn! It's really dead, don't talk about you, I went ashore without permission, and it was over when my mother found out, and I left. The woman said, turning to leave.

"Hongyin, remember my words, I'll come back to redeem you!"

Wind Knife shouted loudly.

When Chu Yun saw this, the scene suddenly changed, it was an ancient road, dozens of people were lying in a pool of blood, and the wind knife was covered in blood, but there was no one around him who could stand up.

There were two carriages on the ancient road, and the wind knife stumbled, walked to the carriage, and pried open a box with a knife.

It's full of gold!

"Hehehe... Hahaha! It's all gold, and I've made a fortune with my wind knife!"

The scene turns again.

It's a broken mountain village.

Chu Yun intuitively sensed that the wind knife had hidden the gold, but he was seriously injured and fled here.

An old woman fed him with vegetable porridge.

The wind knife took a few bites and regained some of his spirits.

"Grandma, you saved my life, I will definitely repay you heavily!" said Feng Xiaodao as he lay on the broken bed.

"What to repay, saving you is not to ask you to repay, just to be alive. The old woman said.

Feng Xiaodao listened and didn't say anything, but secretly swore in his heart that he would repay the favor heavily.

The scene turns again.

Returning to the painting boat of the Qinhuai River, Feng Xiaodao held the silver ticket, but he was stunned to hear his mother say that Hongyin died of tuberculosis half a year ago.

Time and space felt chaotic again, and in the blink of an eye, ten years had passed.

Chu Yun sensed some information, the wind knife had become a wind officer, but accidentally, ten years ago, he robbed the Taishi's birth gang, and in the end it was revealed, and he was chased and killed by the Taishi's henchmen, and was seriously injured and lived in a ruined temple.

In the temple, there is an old monk who takes care of the dying wind knife.

"Donor, you are about to run out of oil, and if you have any unfulfilled wishes in the end, you can tell me, and the old monk will do my best to help you convey it. "

Feng Xiaodao shook his head and said: "I don't have any wishes, but there are three regrets in my life, I heard that people have regrets, and they are not at ease when they die, and now they are dying, I really can't let go... I can only tell you. "

"Donor, please. "

"The first regret in my life, Master took me in as an abandoned baby, and passed on my martial arts, the two of us depend on each other, I regard Master as my father, but he is sick, I am too young, I don't have the money to hire the best doctor for him, Master died early, I regret in my heart!"

"I know a young woman Hongyin who paints a boat, she doesn't dislike me for having nothing, although she doesn't forgive, but she takes care of me everywhere, and she is also my first woman, I promised to redeem her before and after, but I have money, but she died of tuberculosis half a year ago, this is my second regret. "

"I have a promise in my life, once I was seriously injured, it was a grandmother who saved me, I swore in my heart to thank her heavily, but when I go back, there is a disaster, ten rooms and nine empty, I can't find grandma, I can't fulfill the promise, this is the third regret. "

"Master, with these regrets, I am not willing to die!" said the wind knife.

The old monk pondered for a moment and said: "Donor, Buddhism thinks that eternity is reincarnation, and your good retribution, karma and reincarnation, in the final reincarnation, will still benefit the people you care about." "

"If the donor has a heart, then make a wish at the last moment, and if there is an afterlife, he is willing to do three good deeds, even if it is to pray for the blessing of the people you care about, and this good reward will always be passed on to them and increase the blessings. "

"Is this okay?" the wind knife was a little puzzled.

"Yes. The old monk said firmly.

"Well... I make a vow that if there is an afterlife, or a further afterlife, I am willing to do three good deeds, which can be regarded as praying for the afterlife of Master, Hongyin, and Grandma, and ending my regrets in this life. "

Wind knife said.

After he had sworn an oath, there was a sudden peace of mind in his heart.

Soon, Feng Xiaodao's heart was calm, and he walked away, his face showing serenity.

The old monk recited the Buddha's name and recited the mantra for the wind knife.

......

These scenes and clips, like movies, were seen by Chu Yun.

At the same time, the emotions of the wind knife were also completely perceived by Chu Yun.

In a trance, Chu Yun's consciousness slowly cleared up.

He found that he was still on the Qinhuai River, surrounded by modern lights, and there were Qinhuai snacks on the table in front of him.

Chu Yun was stunned, he looked around, and found that the painting boat had just crossed a distance of less than fifteen meters, and it took no more than twenty seconds.

In just twenty seconds, Chu Yun experienced another past and present life.

This is really a bit of a dream.

Chu Yun took a deep breath and exhaled a long time, and the turbulent emotions in his heart only calmed down slightly.

He understood in an instant that this was a memory brought by the Divine Power of Fate.

Feng Xiaodao's life may be his previous life, because he came to the Qinhuai River, touched the scene, and triggered the memory of three lives.

Chu Yun exhaled a breath of turbidity.

At this moment, Chu Yun's ears sounded with the crisp sound of the system.

"Ding! The host touches the scene on the bank of the Qinhuai River and triggers the hidden mission: the wish of the previous life!"

"The host takes the initiative to complete the three great good deeds, and the fateful supernatural power will be advanced and produce more powerful abilities!"

"This task is a branch autonomous task, which can be completed or not completed, and does not affect the function of the system itself. "

"Within fifteen days, if it is not completed, the task will be automatically canceled, and the supernatural power advancement will be canceled. "

A series of voices sounded in Chu Yun's ears.

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At the time of writing this chapter, I was in pretty good shape.

Do you like this style of writing? The author can also write it, but I don't know if everyone likes it before, and I have an idea to leave a word.