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Yue'er closed her eyes, and she looked like that young man in front of her.

"Iris, when I grow up, I will definitely protect you and prevent you from being bullied by them."

"Iris, I'm leaving. Wait for me, and wait for me to pick you up in a sedan chair to live a happy and stable life."

"Iris Iris"

A drop of glitter fell from the corner of Yue'er's eyes.

In those years, no matter how difficult it was to live at home, she didn't feel bitter as long as she thought of her youth. Only years later, she didn't wait for the sedan chair to pick it up, but waited on the cliff for the news that the grown-up boy married another. And that young man did not marry someone else, but a cousin who bullied him from childhood to most.

After she was born again, Yue'er always thought, on the cliff, what the cousin said to herself was true or false. If that is true, the young man had promised to marry himself, so why did the cousin who changed his mind to marry when he grew up?

Yue'er couldn't figure it out, she couldn't figure it out. Therefore, she wanted to go back and ask to understand. Was it the cousin who deceived herself, or the boy really changed his heart.

Having lived for two lives, she no longer wanted each other or happiness, but she didn't want to die again unclearly.

This night, Yue'er had a dream.

After she was born again, she rarely dreamed of that world. But this night, she dreamed that she was completely dressed in a skirt with waist, long hair and shawl. She was standing in front of the side door of Shangguan’s house, watching the people of Shangguan’s house lighting up lights and firing cannons. Amidst the crowd, a beautiful bride with a phoenix crown and a beautiful lady came out of the gate. The wind lifted a corner of the bride's hijab, who was it if it wasn't Shangguan Yuanlan?

Immediately afterwards, the bridegroom wearing a vermilion luxurious robe, riding a tall horse, with a ten-mile betrothal gift, slowly walked in a large group of suona vocals.

The bridegroom official can also see the austere figure right away, his features are profound, and he can vaguely see the appearance of his youth many years ago. The difference is that the deep eyes of the youth brought warmth and hope. Now, the same deep eyes were filled with a touch of coldness and gloom.

Brother Mo, you really married my cousin Bai Lianhua.

Sure enough

Han Mofei's deep eyes suddenly looked towards Yue'er, as if poison was hidden in his sight, suppressing something with all his might.

Yue'er was taken aback by these eyes, and her chest was suddenly choked, usually out of breath. She wanted to fill her legs with lead. She was holding a hundred thousand why she wanted to ask him, but she couldn't take a step forward under his eyes.

Struggling hard, trying to step forward, stepping forward, but suddenly opened his eyes and found that everything was just a dream. But everything in that dream was extremely real, causing her chest to rise and fall violently, and her breathing became unstable and rapid.

Yue'er sat upright in the dark, stretched out his hand and wiped his forehead, his forehead was sweaty with cold sweat.

Damn, why do you have such strange dreams. In the dream, why did Han Mofei look at himself with that look?

Yue'er also knew that she shouldn't take a dream seriously, but she kept that picture in her mind and couldn't get rid of it. In order to prevent her from thinking about it, Yueer simply turned on the light, and once again studied thaumaturgy word by word. She believes in reading a hundred times, and its righteousness comes out. She wanted to go back, but she could only see through thaumaturgy.

"Dragon veins and phoenix ridges, death gates, multiple worlds, fairyland mirages"

Thaumatology is written in vertical lines, which is not surprising, because the ancient people in the inner circle wrote in this way.

But Yue'er just woke up from a strange dream, holding thaumaturgy in her hand. Although she has to work hard, she will inevitably lose her mind. Before I knew it, I read it horizontally in the way of modern scholars, and I also stumbled on the wrong line.

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Yue'er read a few words, and suddenly regained consciousness.

what happened? The book is slurred upright, and the meaning is obscure, but it is not infeasible. But when I read it horizontally, I feel smooth, and I mentioned a lot of geographical nouns!

Thaumatology is obscure, which is normal. If such a profound secret book is easy to understand, no one can crack it. But all people probably think that they need to study the content carefully, look at comprehension, look at opportunities, but they do not know that it may also be the way of reading.

Yue'er was excited about discovering this secret. I also ignored the dream, and concentrated all my energy on thaumatism.

She took out paper and pen to make notes, and found that not every line and page of thaumaturgy could be read sideways. Sometimes it takes several pages to have a coherent sentence, and the arrangement is still irregular.

Yueer used a clumsy method to compare and correct it over and over again, and she didn't notice when time passed unconsciously. It wasn't until her stomach groaned in protest that she suddenly tilted her head and glanced out the window. The sun was already high in the dark outside. Look at the time, it's actually lunch time.

Yue'er stretched, and just about to get out of bed, the phone rang.

"Yue'er, why didn't you come to school? Did something happen?" Ma Haoyu asked with concern over the phone.

Yue'er said twice: "Nothing happened. I just studied thaumaturgy. I'm too wasteful to sleep, sleep, and time. I'm not going to school today, so don't worry about me."

"Well, good, take a break."

Yueer hung up the phone and went to the bathroom to wash briefly. Go to the kitchen to heat up the food from last night to fill up your stomach, then go back to the bedroom and work **** the bed.

Hard work pays off. When the sky went dark again, Yue'er had already picked out the four-character fluent ones that could be found in the upper and lower rows of each page of Thaumatology, and made a note in the notebook.

Then I combined these recorded words and sentences together, and there was a sudden excitement.

Ma Haoyu wasn't worried about seeing Yue'er for a day, so he brought some fruits and snacks over to Yue'er's residence.

When Yue'er heard the knock on the door and opened the door, Ma Haoyu was startled when she saw Yue'er's appearance.

A pyjama, his hair is messy like a straw stack, and two rabbits with red eyes.

"What's wrong? Is this sick?" Ma Haoyu put down the things worriedly, and reached out to touch Yue'er's forehead.

Yue Er took Ma Haoyu's hand, her face was haggard but could not hide her excitement: "I am not sick, I am fine."

Ma Haoyu took Yue'er to the mirror: "Look at it for yourself, and you said that you are not sick. How can you make yourself like this in just one day."

Yue'er looked at her in the mirror, and she was shocked: "Fuck, this is still a cute Yue'er with flowers in bloom. It's like a rabbit with fried hair."

Ma Haoyu was amused by Yue'er's appearance and wanted to laugh.

Yue'er rubbed her eyes vigorously and pulled her hair casually with her hands: "Oh, it doesn't matter, it's worth staying up all night and day to figure out the mystery of thaumaturgy."

Ma Haoyu is unbelievable: "You have penetrated thaumaturgy so quickly?"

Yue'er chuckled: "Although it is a horrible fight, I realized the enlightenment by luck. But the process also took a lot of effort. Come, come and see my results."