Chapter 9 Chapter 9 Uncle

"Why is it suddenly so stormy outside?" At half past nine, Amy angrily wiped away the rainwater that had splashed on her homework, stood up and closed the window, and the wind blew the books on the table flying. It was suppressed with the Yunhuang stone carving that Xiao Yin gave. The moment the window was closed, she saw a golden flash of lightning passing by in the mid-air in the pitch black night. The strange thing is that the golden lightning actually rose from the bottom up. Some inexplicably frightened, she stood in front of the window and stared blankly, not knowing why she felt a little uneasy - such a heavy wind and rain, she didn't know when it would stop.She still wants to go to Xiao's house tomorrow.

When the lightning flashed by, she didn't notice that the piece of ancient jade hanging around her neck shone slightly. "Xiaomei." When she was standing by the window in a daze, she suddenly heard someone calling.Turning around in surprise, she saw the uncle standing by the door, greeting her with a smile: "Uncle is going back to the hotel tonight, and will come to see you another day." "Huh?" She hurried over in surprise, "It's raining so hard outside, uncle still wants to go back?" "That's right," my mother followed up to the second floor, holding new towels and quilts, and persuaded them together, "It's really better to live here for one night. Anyway, it's our own house, and the house is big, and it's suddenly windy and rainy outside. It is also difficult to go back to the city from the suburbs.”

"Yes, uncle, it's half past nine, and there is no bus outside to go back to the city." Amy sincerely persuaded her to stay, and she admired the uncle very much, "If you stay here for one night, I can still stay with you." Let's talk about Yunhuang. Isn't that right, dad?" She said the last sentence to her father who had just walked up to the second floor. However, the father did not agree, but just looked at his brother. "No, no, I have an appointment with someone to go back. I have something to do at night, so I have to go back to the hotel, and a car will pick me up." The uncle smiled and patted Amy on the shoulder. You go to America for further study."

"En." Eagerly, Amy responded, holding the ancient jade hanging around her neck, "Thank you, uncle!" The uncle glanced at the pendant around her neck, and suddenly there was a meaningful light in his eyes.But he forcibly held back and didn't ask any questions, just left with a smile: "It's time to go back, there is a car from the Four Seas Consortium over there to pick me up." "Oh, come again when you have a chance." My father didn't want to stay, but he was so indifferent to this long-lost brother, "When there is new progress in the exploration of Yunhuang, don't forget to tell me, let's discuss it together."

"Definitely." The uncle smiled and patted his younger brother on the shoulder, and they went downstairs together. Sure enough, a car came to pick him up, and he parked quietly outside the door. The uncle turned around, exchanged greetings with his brothers and his family, and then opened the door and sat in.Amy looked at the silver-white car at the gate of the garden and the pure gold logo on the front of the car, and said, "Wow, the Four Seas Consortium! It's really impressive...they are the ones who funded the investigation of the Yunhuang ruins?" "It's almost ten o'clock, finish your homework early and go to bed." Amy went downstairs to see off the guests, and her mother gave her a look and scolded her.

The girl stuck out her tongue, and ran upstairs holding the piece of ancient jade on her chest. The window was not closed tightly, and the books were blown all over the floor. She hurriedly went to close the window, but was suddenly stunned—for just a moment, the heavy wind and rain outside subsided all of a sudden. The night was uncharacteristically quiet. "Dr. Ai Mi." As soon as he got into the passenger seat next to the driver, he heard someone in the back seat greet him coldly, "Is the matter settled?" It was this terrifying and mysterious voice again—since his first excavation failed and his archaeological career was coming to an end, this voice suddenly sounded in the dark night: asking him to use his soul as the price in exchange for a prosperous career.The desperate doctor of archeology agreed, and since then, the god of luck has not left.

Starting from the excavation of the Atlantis ruins at the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean, which shocked the international archaeological community, every archaeological project of his was like a godsend, and he never failed. Ten years later, he became the world's first person in archaeology. All of that was actually because the voice in the dark night told him all the lost historical truths. That voice in the dark night had the coldness to control everything—and in reality, that terrifying person had another more prominent identity: the highest decision-maker behind the Four Seas Consortium, who could control hundreds of millions of funds and manpower with one hand.

Even the motion to investigate and excavate Yunhuang was proposed by this mysterious person.That person has the ability to turn a project that is regarded as a dream by the world into a major project approved by the state and participated by the government. "Master," the doctor's eyes behind the lenses suddenly became serious, and he didn't dare to turn his head, but replied respectfully: "I have given that ancient jade to Xiaomei as you ordered." "Oh... very good, with this "key" to open different time and space, it seems that the new dream weaver is about to wake up early." In the dark car, a head of silver hair gleamed gorgeously, and the man pressed his ribs , seemed a little hurt, and sneered, "Let it die if it deserves to die! To ward off evil spirits, what daydreams are you still doing..."

"Master..." After a pause, Dr. Ai Mi finally plucked up the courage and asked the mysterious person, "Xiaomei... nothing will happen, right? She is just a teenager, so she won't work for you, right?" ?” "Dr. Esther, are you worried?" The silver-haired man in the dark night smiled, showing a mouthful of white teeth, "Your niece is not an ordinary child, she is a dream weaver—see, I got Yunhuang Gu Yu, she will wake up early tonight. Early awakening will break this dream. Resist evil, ward off evil, let me see how you deal with this situation." When the clock struck half past nine, Bi Xie returned to the residence with Xiao Yin in his arms.

The ornate chandelier swayed slightly, a foot-thick manuscript paper was spread on the table, and the three windows were kept tightly closed.Such a familiar room layout—it was the room that he transformed into according to her request after he made a contract with Xiao Yin ten years ago.In ten years, she has changed from an eighteen-year-old high school girl to a charming female writer. With the growth of age and experience, her hobbies and tastes have changed a lot, but the layout of this house has never been changed. move. She said: There must be at least one place in this world where you can know everything even if you close your eyes.

She needs a sense of security and stability—while facing an illusory world every day, she tries her best to find something in the things around her that can make her feel slightly relaxed and stable.The dislocation between the mortal and the founder makes her often feel confused and empty. She is really too tired. He let Xiao Yin lie back on the rattan chair, took the camel hair shawl and covered her body, staring at her pale and bloodless face. Such a fragile life... only lasts a hundred years at most, and is always restrained and tortured by illness, disaster, emotion and world situation.In the eyes of the gods who have stared at this world for thousands of years, such a life is as short as a mayfly.However, this mayfly-like life can create such a magnificent world in the blink of an eye. Just like the lightning that split the darkness in an instant. "Repelling evil spirits..." When he calmed her mind with magic, she woke up.His face was still pale. Looking at him, he suddenly blurted out in surprise: "What happened just now? Did I faint again? Why is your shoulder bleeding?" Bixie smiled slightly, not surprised.He already knew it would be like this—over the years, every time Xiao Yin had a nervous breakdown, it was followed by short-term amnesia.This is also the instinctive protection of human beings for themselves, right?If he hadn't forgotten some unbearable things in time, Xiao Yin would not have been able to survive the past ten years.So now, she probably has forgotten the scene she met with Taotie a moment ago, and also forgot what she has done. "I feel bad." Xiao Yin murmured while pressing his forehead with his fingers. "Head still hurts?" He put his palm on her forehead. Xiao Yin shook his head and closed his eyes: "It doesn't hurt anymore. It's just that my mind is empty. I seem to...forgot something important? Evil spirit, what happened just now?" What just happened? ... Taotie and him are fighting on the nine heavens, the wind and clouds are surging in all directions, and Hai Tianlong is fighting with his blood Xuanhuang.But as a mortal, she actually used the nine-character curse in desperation, seriously injuring the god.At that moment, for his safety, she desperately surpassed the boundary between man and god. At that moment she loved him.And she loved him only for a moment—a human life is but a moment for God. But a moment of brilliance can illuminate the eternal time and space. However, she eventually forgot about him.Perhaps it would be better to forget.He knew the pain of her disorganized mind and splitting headache at that moment—she couldn't face such a chaotic time and space, and couldn't think of a way to surpass the limitations of humans and gods. Such heavy pressure made her spirit that was about to be exhausted fluctuate violently and restlessly. "It's nothing." Bi Xie looked at her face, and finally just replied lightly, "When you sent Amy out, you suddenly fainted." "Having fainted again?" Xiao Yin closed his eyes and laughed, "Am I going to die, or going crazy? I feel like my brain is going to fail, it's a mess inside, and I get a headache when I think about things—— It's only been three months. It seems that I won't be able to successfully complete the handover work with the new dream weaver." Exorcism did not speak.In many cases, if he doesn't speak, he just acquiesces. "I want to see my parents and younger brother..." Xiao Yin said suddenly while lying on the wicker chair. "En." He couldn't bear to refuse, stood up and walked to the row of windows in the living room, reached out and opened the middle one. The mahogany carved window was opened, but instead of the dark night outside, it was actually a brightly lit living room—is there another room outside this room? ! However, Xiao Yin was not surprised at all, just raised his head from the reclining chair, quietly staring at the happy scene on the other side of the window. In the hall, a middle-aged couple was chatting and watching TV. A young man came out of the bedroom and opened the refrigerator door to look for food.Everything is very ordinary and warm, just like thousands of ordinary families in the world. "I went half an hour late today, but I didn't get any prawns." My mother nagged while watching a third-rate romance drama. "It's the same if I buy it tomorrow." The stepfather took the newspaper and read the sports section, and responded casually. "No, Xiaoyin just wrote a letter, saying that she will return from studying abroad in three months—she likes to eat prawns best, and I have to cook them well." Said, "She is the only one in the family who loves to eat shrimp, but she left and I haven't cooked it for several years, and I forgot all about it." "Mom only loves my sister." The younger brother who found the milk looked back in satisfaction, sticking out his tongue, "Nagging her every day." "While writing your dissertation!" Grabbing the newspaper on the table and throwing it over, my mother laughed and scolded, "You see, your sister has a Ph.D. abroad, and you are studying at a second-rate university in China, and you have to postpone your graduation! Your sister is back , can't I scold you to death?" Dodging the newspaper thrown by his mother, the younger brother grabbed the milk and turned around, smiling: "Where, my sister loves me the most..." As if watching another life drama, tears suddenly fell from the female writer's eyes.Xiao Yin quietly looked at the space on the other side of the window, at the relatives whom he hadn't seen in ten years, and suddenly murmured: "I want to go home...to ward off evil spirits, I want to go home." The evil spirit's hand trembled, and the window closed again.Everything is gone. These three windows that cannot be opened are connected to different time and space, and only the hand of the gods can open them - the first one, which is the one that Amy accidentally opened, is directly connected to the same time and space outside; while the second one, It leads to any space at the same time, no matter any corner of the earth can appear in front of you; and the third one is the window of reincarnation that can go back and jump in any cosmic time and space, connecting the clouds that have been destroyed for thousands of years. Desolate world. For so many years, Xiao Yin has seen the outside world from the first window, heard the news of his family from the second window, and watched everything in Yunhuang and the dreamy dynasty from the third window. She lives in such a twisted and weird space-time rift. "I don't need everything: fame, benefits, status... I don't need everything in 'Shen Yin', I want to go home." Looking at the closed window, Xiao Yin's face was pale and he was talking in his sleep He muttered like a ghost, "Shixie, I was stupid at that time... When I was eighteen years old, I was fascinated by the fame, fortune and wealth you put in front of me. But now, I want to go home. I'm so tired, I Going back to eat prawns." Bi Xie didn't speak, but just looked at her silently: "Do you think I lied to you?" "No. I never blamed you—the rights and price of that contract, you made it very clear from the beginning." Xiao Yin sighed slightly, trying to sit up, "I was young and ignorant at that time, and I didn't know the world. What is really important.——Actually, if I were eighteen again, I would still sign this contract with you..." She suddenly laughed, and that smile was fleeting on her pale face: "Because I'm glad to meet you, even if it's just for a blink of an eye." Xiao Yin sat up from the wicker chair, turned her head to look at the evil spirit, Suddenly asked again: "Have I...forgot something very important?" "No." The man looked at her calmly and replied. Xiao Yin pressed his fingers on his temples, exhaled lightly, looked up at the wall clock in the living room, and jumped—it was past eleven o'clock?She remembered that it was only six o'clock when she sent that little girl, Amy, out?With a loud cry, she turned around, picked up the pen, and spread out the manuscript in one hand. "Resist evil spirits, ward off evil spirits, quickly read to me where I wrote yesterday." She tied up her long hair in a mess, and shouted at her assistant, "Oh no, there is only one hour left! I haven't written a single word today— ——It’s over this time, it’s really over, let Feitian go crazy; but the elders in the Garan Temple can’t catch the dream I wove today, how will those people in Yunhuang live their new day? After midnight, the scroll of dreams I wove yesterday will be used up!" Flipping through a pile of manuscript papers, Xiao Yin's eyes turned into the ecstasy unique to working hours. He completely forgot that he was talking to the gods. I'm going to fall asleep!" However, Bixie just stood by the window and looked at her, motionless. "What?" Xiao Yin, who had just rolled out the paper, looked at the assistant in surprise, "You want to go on strike? If you go on strike, I really won't write anymore! I don't care about your cloud." "Do you want to write and read?" Bi Xie suddenly sighed and shook his head slightly, "Forget it, don't force it." "What? Do you really think that my brain is broken and I can't write?" Xiao Yin gave him a blank look, and then looked at the clock. Although he didn't feel like writing, he still suppressed his emotions and looked down at what he wrote yesterday that paragraph. "After the rainy season has passed, the imperial capital has entered a dry and water-scarce season. The water in Qianyuan Reservoir is only 30% of what it was when it was full. The enemy spies from the south sneaked into the imperial capital at this time. After careful planning, in the middle of the night on June 7th, Six places in the imperial capital were on fire at the same time. The water dragon team could not extinguish such a large and dense fire, and the fire was not contained until four days later..." ——Strange, the handwriting in this paragraph is obviously not written by myself.Turning over the last page, Xiao Yin suddenly understood: Oh, this is the graffiti left on the paper by the little girl named Amy in the afternoon. "Oh, it looks pretty good." She smiled, picked up a pen to insert some sentences between the sparse lines, and revised the paragraph written by the female middle school student, pondering how to keep the big structure unchanged at the same time, Enrich and refine the words and deeds of the characters. However, as soon as I started to think, my brain hurt like a crack! The tingling pain was intense and rapid, as if a long steel needle pierced through the entire brain from the temple, freezing all the grand blueprints she had just embossed into a blank.Xiao Yin had just written a few words when the pen in his hand fell off with a snap. He suddenly bent down with his head in pain, and slammed his forehead against the desk. "Shen Yin! Shen Yin!" Apparently expecting such a situation, Bi Xie had already walked to her side, and immediately stretched out his hand from behind to hug her tightly. At the same time, he quickly spread his hand on the table, blocking her The direction in which the forehead hits. "Shen Yin, Shen Yin, calm down! It's okay!" Xiao Yin's forehead hit hard on the back of the evil spirit's hand, but he didn't feel any pain at all, he just grabbed the struggling woman in his arms and buried her pale face in his chest , and at the same time closed the draft book on the desk to prevent her from seeing the words related to Yun Huang. Xiao Yin's struggle gradually weakened, and he lay still in his arms, but there were still subtle and intense tremors on his shoulders. Bi Xie put his hand on her forehead, calming down the turbulent thoughts in her mind. "Resisting evil...resisting evil, what's going on?" Xiao Yin lay in his arms, her voice was muffled, with vague fear and pain, "My brain... my brain is really not working! I can't think seriously Things... when you think about it hard, your brain..." "Don't think about it, don't think about it." Bi Xie stood behind her, holding Xiao Yin's head in his arms, and sighed softly. Xiao Yin felt more comfortable in his arms, and was still surprised: "What's going on? I, why can't I think suddenly? It's fine during the day! It was after six o'clock when I sent Amy out, and I passed out Five hours? To ward off evil spirits, in the end...what happened?" Exorcising evil is speechless.After a long time, he squatted down, looked into Xiao Yin's eyes, and replied softly: "You can no longer write." "What?!" The woman's eyes widened suddenly, and she grabbed his shoulder tightly. "Your brain power is overdrawn too much." Bi Xie looked at her terrified eyes, and kept his voice calm, "I think you'd better think less in the future, let alone try to write anything related to Yunhuang. You'd better put Forget everything." "What? The contract clearly says that after ten years, I will be able to return to this world physically and mentally!" Xiao Yin gripped the assistant's shoulders tightly, his nails almost digging into his skin. "Ten years are almost here now. , but you said to me, my brain can’t be used? You told me that you will become an idiot who can’t think?” "According to the original plan, when the ten-year period expires, your remaining mental strength is still enough to support the lives of ordinary people." to your world." "What gluttonous!" A crisp slap landed on Bixie's face, "Liar!" Perhaps due to the exhaustion of mental power, Xiao Yin couldn't control his rage, clutching his painful forehead: "You lied to me...you lied to me! You actually wanted to destroy my brain... evil spirits, why did you take away my thinking?" Ability? Are you afraid that I will intervene in your Yunhuang after the contract is completed? You are afraid that I will use the dream weaver's spiritual power again, aren't you? You have found a new dream weaver, so you want to destroy me!" "That's not the case at all." With that palm down, the eyes of evil spirits fluctuated a little, and he argued. "Who else is it but you!" Xiao Yin trembled with anger, "You are a god! Who else has such an ability to take away a person's ability to think!" She looked back at the mountain of manuscript paper on the table, just glanced at it, thought, and felt a sharp pain in her head.Desperation and anger enveloped the female writer, without thinking, she grabbed a stack of manuscript paper and tore it to pieces! "Return you! Repay you! Repay you!" The one-inch-thick manuscript couldn't be shredded at all, Xiao Yin tore up the articles he wrote day and night in vain, and threw the remnants into the god's face, "Your Yunhuang, your people, your continent sleeping under the water! It’s just a dream made of waste paper, I’ll give it back to you!” In the gorgeous room, shredded papers were flying like snow, and the face of the evil spirit that had always been calm also changed, but he still controlled his voice, and looked at the woman who lost his composure coldly: "Shen Yin, you look like A crazy bitch." Stunned by that tone, Xiao Yin looked at the livid evil spirit, and suddenly burst out laughing: "Yes, are you surprised? Over the years, you want me to look at astronomy, geography, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, and to calm down and substitute another Time and space—but I was originally a little sister, I was! I was just enduring, enduring a ten-year contract! Do you think you really transformed me and bought out my soul?" "I never thought of buying out your soul. I just want to use your talent." Bi Xie's face slowly paled, looking at the woman laughing wildly, "However, since you have been suppressing yourself, then I can Let me tell you—the contract can end early, you don’t have to endure it anymore. I’ll send you back.” Xiao Yin was stunned suddenly, and then replied decisively: "Yes, send me back, before I go crazy!" She picked up the few sheets of paper written by Amy in the afternoon, and put them in front of her eyes to read them quietly—other people’s stories could not cause the pain in her head. As she watched, the situation on the paper changed like a millennium. Live again. This illusory kingdom that has sunk long ago has only been sustained by the power of the dream weaver. The thick manuscript paper was scattered all over the floor, and the fragments of the dream glowed faintly under the lamp, as if ten years were nothing but snow on the ground.Bixie stood in this broken dream, facing Xiao Yin who was desperate and angry because of losing his memory and thinking ability—ten years drifted like a dream, and in the blink of an eye, mortals have already aged? He wanted to say something, but the clock on the wall suddenly struck twelve.