My 24-year-old Beautiful Boss

Chapter 493: The Mask Man A Hundred Years Ago

At first glance, I was just like a curious baby. I was curious about everything on the road. Xu Qingmo took him shopping, unconsciously, at dusk, the sky was soaked by the setting sun, red and yellow orange.

When I came to a street intersection, I saw at first that the eyes suddenly lighted, pulling the jade hand of Qing Horn, pulling Xu Qingmo's arm.

"Come, I'll take you to a place." Said, Zeng started to run at the first sight.

Xu Qingmo was not only surprised when she followed her. Isn't this world her own? I saw her at first sight and knew it. Could it be that her world is very similar to here?

Following Zeng's trot all the way, Xu Qingmo found out that he also knew this place, which was the small river where Mei Yuhuang lived.

Then, finally standing by the river, Xu Qingmo froze, and the whole brain exploded.

The river is still that river, but everything around it is completely different.

The houses on both sides of the river are no longer the kind of man-made exquisite and elegant antique houses. There are no wooden houses on the riverside that are extremely elegant in mood. Some of them are still mottled by the time.

The weeping willow on the river bank is still there, but it is not a huge willow that can be embraced by at least two people, but it is standing by the river, with green hair like a woman's hair, just a thick weeping willow.

Xu Qingmo looked up suddenly, and saw the high-rise buildings that originally stood in the distance disappeared. Some were just dark, and there were some scattered lights.

Even the wind passing by in the evening has lost the hustle and bustle in the downtown, leaving only a thick and simple wind with a distant mood.

This ... Where is this?

Xu Qingmo was aggressive. The river in front of him was still that river, but everything around him was completely changed.

"We have a custom here. At this time of the year, you can make a wish by the river and engraving your mind on the willow tree. If you come here again after a long time to find that line, your mind will come true."

At first sight, she turned her head and looked at Xu Qingmo and said that her eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky in the dark, and the wind blowing in the evening twilighted her hair, making her charming and charming.

Speaking, Zeng Chu saw his hand raised, took a mule, and handed it to Xu Qingmo: "You write."

Xu Qingmo took the sister-in-law and looked at the willow in front of him, and seemed to understand.

I first saw and took off a mule, like a girl full of thoughts, ran to the willow tree next door, peeked at Xu Qingmo, and found that Xu Qingmo was in a daze, and did not notice himself, so he began to lettering.

Xu Qingmo held the mule in his hand for a long time, and finally understood the hand. He reached out his hand and shook it, and then engraved a few words on the willow trunk.

And after seeing the carving for the first time, I saw that Xu Qingmo was still carving. I was a little curious. I wanted to approach the past and take a look. So I pretended to pass by, only glanced, and my whole body was like a flower. Blooming as well.

Before the sweetness in my heart had time to be dissolved, Xu Qingmo discovered that he had bowed his head quickly when he saw it, and some blushed on the side: "I ... carve it again."

Speaking, Zeng Chu came to the willow tree next to Xu Qingmo's side and carved it again.

Xu Qingmo looked at the willow tree in front of him, with some fear in his heart, some expectation, and some excitement.

"Give it to you." The sound of the first sight sounded.

As soon as Xu Qingmo turned around, he saw that he had seen his hair scattered in the beginning, and stood touchingly in front of himself. Even in the night, the blush on his face was still faintly visible.

At first I saw that I handed the sister-in-law to Xu Qingmo, then turned around, raised my hand to pick up my hair, and the voice was soft and delicate in the evening wind: "Can you help me hold up?"

When Xu Qing's ink approached, he gently pinched his sister-in-law into his hair. The gentle evening wind, with the unique fragrance that had been seen for the first time, dipped into his heart.

"Thank you." For the first time with good hair, it was like a newly-married young woman. She gave Xu Qingmo a shy look, and then immediately turned around and did not dare to look at it.

Xu Qingmo spread his hand and looked at the **** in the palm, suddenly realized something.

"Ah." Xu Qingmo stretched out his hand and grabbed the shoulder he had met for the first time.

"Well?" Zeng had a look at it for the first time, and her whole body was stiff, and she didn't dare to move, just as if she had set a spell.

Xu Qingmo let go of his hand, brushing his fingers over the hair that he had seen for the first time, feeling the delicate feeling of the hair passing between himself, and his mind was clear.

Can I touch the body I saw for the first time?

When did she and she cross the boundary of reality and reality and be able to touch each other.

Xu Qingmo flashed a light in his mind, grabbed the hand he had met for the first time, and ran all the way.

I saw a crippled Xu Qingmura for the first time, but did not dare to exclaim. I was afraid that if I had a big breath, I would disturb the dreamland at this time.

A man and a woman, one after the other, holding hands, ran out of the alley and came to the street before.

But everything in front of it is no longer the same. This place is no longer the 20th century Huaxia Kyoto, but a simple and elegant stone street. It is dim and Xu Qingmo has not had time to see it clearly. People flow.

Black and blue, and black and white overhead, converge into a torrent of torrents, moving forward in the mighty era.

These people are all college students, but they are all dressed in the Republic of China-style student uniforms. The boys are dressed in black sun suits, the girls' tops are blue cotton linen, the lower bodies are knee-length black sarongs, and the feet are gray. Or black cloth shoes, with a banner made in his own hands and black characters on white background. As the team moved further, Xu Qingmo did not see the specific content, but only faintly saw the word "Chinese".

Everyone's face is solemn, just like going to participate in the biggest thing in life. Even if the front is repeated, even if it is a knife and a mountain of fire, it will not change its face. It will go on and on. For the whole country, it will face the tide of the current and step into the trend of the times.

Is this a parade?

Xu Qingmo froze and shook his head to make sure that he read correctly.

But the next moment, everything in front of it became a busy city street, all kinds of luxury cars roared, the lights were brilliant, and the eyes were bright. This was the street where Xu Qingmo and Zeng Jian came together.

Xu Qingmo took a step back, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and opened it again. The traffic in front of him was still there. The previous student paraded as if it was just his instant illusion.

His hand was also empty for a moment, Xu Qingmo turned his head and saw the mistake in Zeng Chu's eyes.

She is the same, lost between reality and illusory.

Xu Qingmo's brain began to spin at a rapid speed. All of this is very magical, the same terrain, but the scenes I saw twice are completely different. I guessed that I was in a different parallel world than I had first met, but I just saw As the student marched, he suddenly thought of another possibility.

Perhaps, I and Zeng initially saw not the interlacing of space, but the interlacing of time.

The same streets, the same rivers, here are the urban scenery of the twentieth century, and I have first seen it, her world is like the Republic of China.

In other words, I have seen for the first time that it was a person in the period of the Republic of China.

But this is also Xu Qingmo's instant guess, and the only one who can verify this guess, there is a method right now!

Xu Qingmo remembered that when he went to the Lin's family to find his first meeting, he saw a line of words on the willow tree when he was fighting with Mei Yuhuang by the river.

"Seeing Tsing Yi for the first time!"

If Tsing Yi here is referring to Chen Qingyi, then this sentence, in every respect, is like the words of mind written by Zeng Chujian.

I saw Chen Qingyi for the first time, and since then I look forward to leaving the Red House!

Was this the first sentence I saw carved on the willow tree?

Xu Qingmo looked at the first sight in front of her and asked.

But at first sight Zeng had been standing in front of Xu Qingmo, watching Xu Qingmo's complex face change, and seeing the magical changes in the streets, and guessing what, at this time looking at Xu Qingmo's eyes, full of complex emotions.

Two people, not the same age, but a hundred years apart.

In front of him, he is a junior who was born many years after his death.

The separation of time is far longer than the separation of time and space.

Two people are destined to meet together.

Before that, all the reveries, all the longings, have come to naught.

Time and space are interlaced, and I still have a chance to come from one world to another time, but the interlacing of time ... through this kind of thing, does it really exist?

Time, irreversible!

All thoughts are brewing at this moment, and the expectations of each evening, every word, every smile, all scenes converge at this moment, then compressed to the extreme, and finally erupted, like a flood, Overwhelmed Zeng Chuji.

Seeing you goodbye at the beginning, I could n’t hold it, I could n’t bear it, the whole person seemed to have changed, and I suddenly rushed to Xu Qingmo.

Xu Qingmo also opened her arms subconsciously, hugging the beauty in front of her.

In the arms, gentle soft incense, on the street, there is a torrent of students on the one hand, and traffic on the other. Two centuries of space and time that overlap each other at this moment ...

Suddenly, Xu Qingmo's whole body started to feel cold, and he felt an unprecedented crisis.

The next moment you will die, this feeling is even more horrifying than the bullet that hits your eyebrow.

Even with the effort of Xu Qingmo, he was actually scared and stiff, with a moment of stasis.

The next moment, a dark shadow jumped from the eaves behind him, as fast as lightning, like a tiger, volleying towards Xu Qingmo, the corner of his clothes rolled up, bringing up the murderous wind.

Under the cold light of the moonlight above his head, Xu Qingmo saw the weird mask that looked like crying instead of crying, smiling and not smiling.

How can my own bitter smile mask appear on this person!

Only the next moment, when Xu Qingmo saw the man behind him, he actually condensed a white dragon, opened his teeth and claws, and made him think of another thing instantly.

The person hitting himself in front of the circle was not the person wearing a mask imitation of himself, but the mask of that fierce battle with the mysterious woman who had seen the image of a hundred years ago in the dense forest under Qiu Ming Mountain through the magnetic field of the mountain. people!

Only he, when he exercises his power, will be surging behind his breath, so strong that it will condense the water vapor in the air and form a dragon totem!

One hundred years ago, when the masked man appeared, he used his full punch to hit Xu Qingmo's head!

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