"All schools of thought?"

Everyone present is naturally familiar with this term.

I just don’t know what the lord’s dream has to do with the various schools of thought, why does the lord even say that this dream is a good thing?

They looked at Chen Tang together, waiting for her to reveal the secret.

Chen Tang seemed to be very satisfied with their cooperation. He wanted to pretend to cough and clear his throat, but he burped in public. At that moment, the death of the society made her want to find a crack in the ground to get in. Fortunately, she was born with thick skin and could not see any obvious abnormality.

"Wangchao, do you still remember the last time I fell into a coma? At that time, I said that I had a dream and dreamed that my Wen Palace looked like a holy place in the mountains and seas? I had a similar dream this time, but this dream was longer and clearer than before."

In order to quickly get to the point and attract everyone's attention and ignore her just-in-one death, Chen Tang gave up her usual nonsense habit. Before she lost consciousness, she was making a passionate and bold statement to Ning Yan, but she suddenly turned off her body.

When her consciousness recovered again, she found that her body was doing free fall movements. The images of the Mohu that had passed by her were much clearer than before. When she looked closely, she saw that these fragmented images ran through ancient and modern times, including traffic, traffic between streets, chickens and dogs, and urban forests made of steel and cement. There were ancient battlefields, and there were ruins after modern artillery fire.

With previous experience, Chen Tang knew that the falling process would not end in a short while. She was bored and tried to reach out to touch these pictures. As her fingers passed through these fragmented images, ripples slowly and orderly spread out.

Unfamiliar memories flashed through her mind.

I watched it, but I didn't read it completely.

Why do you say so?

Because she found that the images could not stay in her mind, and she would forget them when she passed through the mind. When Chen Tang woke up, he only remembered the general style and times of the images, but he couldn't remember the specific content. I don't know how long it took, she stood under the giant tree again.

Familiar scent, familiar rare and rare grass.

This time, there was a mysterious person I had seen before standing under the tree.

Chen Tang raised his hand and dusted the hem of his sleeves. The tree was so huge, with lush branches and leaves. Who knew how much dust and insects were accumulated on it. She jumped off the trunk and landed in front of the mysterious man, joking: [Did the big brother wait for me?]

The mysterious man's outfit is exactly the same as last time.

He nodded very seriously: [Yes.]

Chen Tang was shocked, and a bold guess burst out in his mind: [Are you really waiting for me? Wait - Big brother, my body is forced to shut down at any time. You can't be the one who is doing it? If this is the case, we have to talk about it. It's fine in normal times, after all, I do look like a tenant to this body, but don't do it during wartime.]

She doesn't want to lose because of a forced shutdown.

The mysterious man explained: [This matter has nothing to do with me.]

He seemed to see what Chen Tang was thinking and added: [You are not a tenant, you are the master, the real master.]

Chen Tang pointed at himself: [Take it seriously?]

Mysterious man: [Bullying God is a taboo that goes against faith.]

Chen Tang:【???】

The mysterious man said more this time than the last time. He bowed slightly to Chen Tang and signaled Chen Tang to come with him. Chen Tang still remembered the misunderstanding last time and said: [Last time you said that this place is my Wen Palace, but why is my Wen Palace different from others? The Wen Palace, as the name suggests, shouldn't it be a palace? I see that there are thousands of peaks here, with the mountains and mountains, which are far from the word "palace"... Are you lying to me?]

【Bullying God is a taboo that goes against faith.】

The mysterious man repeated this sentence.

His attitude is very clear, and he has never deceived Chen Tang.

Chen Tang asked him: [Is this a holy place for mountains and seas?]

The mysterious man smiled and said: [The name given to him by the outside world?]

Chen Tang:【…】

She had an amazing observation ability and keenly discovered that although the mysterious man led the way on the same road as last time, the range was obviously larger than before. When she arrived at a familiar location, Chen Tang built a shed with his hands, looked into the distance, raised his hand and pointed: [That mountain, and that one... The last time she saw it was still covered by clouds...]

This time, I can clearly see their appearance, instead of the half-covered shadows, because the weather is different, has the mountain mist dispersed there? Chen Tang always felt that it is not that simple.

She turned her head and looked at the mysterious person standing behind her.

【Can I go to the previous temple again?】

Last time, she grabbed a small handful of text light balls, and this time she had to take off her outer shirt to go to her pocket! Chen Tang was ready to rub her hands, but the mysterious man said that the process this time was different from the last time. He led Chen Tang to a nearby pavilion hidden behind the scene of flowers.

Two figures sat in the pavilion.

Judging from the figure, it is one big and one small.

Chen Tang stopped and looked at the mysterious man: [This eldest brother... no, Mr. Lang, didn’t you say that you would not lie? You also said that this place is my Wen Palace? It would be fine if my Wen Palace is here for you, why are there others? There are two more?]

The mysterious man just said: [You will know after you go and look at it.]

Chen Tang rolled up his sleeves and strode over the stars.

She wanted to see who was still hiding in her heart.

【Hey, the two in the pavilion in front…】

She went over with great momentum. When the two of them heard the movement, they looked over one after another. Chen Tang was stunned when he saw their faces clearly.

There is no other way, the two of them have a very similar eyebrows to her!

The younger one looks only three or four years old, with a tender face, all cheeks, bulging flesh, and a candied haw in her mouth.

The big one looked calm and calm, about in his early twenties, with no childishness at all in his facial features, and was calm and cold.

They and Chen Tang were like three periods of one person.

【You... are me?】

Gao Cold Chen Tang asked back: [What else?]

Child Chen Tang tilted his head to look at her, his cheeks were supported by hawthorn, and Hanhu said: [You are a young pear, and I am a young pear too.]

Even though Chen Tang felt that this scene was weird, he was inexplicably unable to feel any warning. He put down his sleeves and walked up to sit in the empty seat in the pavilion. Look at the older ones, then look at the younger ones, and control the urge to pinch the latter's fleshy cheeks. Uh...what should she talk to herself now?

[Do you... know what happened to Wengong?]

Gao Cold Chen Tang shook his head: [I don't know.]

Child Chen Tang swallowed the hawthorn and raised his hand in great enthusiasm.

【Young pears don’t know!】

Chen Tang:【…】

I wonder why I was excited?

Chen Tang racked his brains to think about the topic and tried to warm up the scene: [I was stolen by inexplicably before, and you did it?]

Cold Chen Tang: [You are too weak.]

Childish Chen Tang sighed: [You both are weak.]

Chen Tang:【…】

Although she confirmed that her achievements so far were all played by herself, she was not happy at all. Are these two people a little sick? Is there anyone who is as heartbroken as they are?

Because the two of them chatted to death, Chen Tang felt the atmosphere even more strange - the cold-hearted self hugged her arms with her hands and sat in a corner far away from the two of them. This position often means resisting communication; the childish self is a chatterbox, but compared to chat, she is more inclined to eat. Until the mysterious man came over with tea, the childish self jumped off the stone bench and passed by.

【Please drink tea.】

As the mysterious man appeared, Gao Leng Chentang responded and Gao Leng said: [Why should the high priest do such a thing by himself?]

It sounded like a sarcastic smell, but in action he took the wine handed over by the other party with great confidence. Childish Chen Tang almost jumped and wanted to grab it. Seeing that the cold Chen Tang was not right, she said: [You Li don’t allow you to bully children!]

It was Chen Tang's turn, and she found that the three cups of tea were of different colors.

Not all tea.

A glass of wine, a glass of brown sugar water, and a glass of normal green tea.

[What should I call you? Both of them seem to know you...] Their attitudes are completely different, which makes Chen Tang a little confused. Both Chen Tang are herself, but she doesn't know this mysterious person. This is really weird...

What is the connection between this mysterious person in front of you and yourself?

Mysterious human said: [can't speak.]

Chen Tang’s question mark on his forehead: [What?]

The mysterious man explained: [It is forbidden, it cannot be said.]

As he said that, he pointed to his neck again.

Chen Tang then discovered that the mysterious man's fair and delicate neck was surrounded by a strange pattern to form a ring. At first glance, it looked like a black neck ring, but it was actually a "tattoo" that penetrated his skin.

According to the storybook routine, this thing should be a kind of ban. If the person who was banned said something that should not have been said, it would explode on the spot.

Speaking of this, Chen Tang couldn't continue to ask questions.

If she was the sacred object deity who had been lying in the coffin two hundred years ago, the two sperm Chen Tang in front of her were also herself, as long as she retrieved her memory, she would always remember who the mysterious person was.

The mysterious man sent the tea and retreated outside the pavilion.

Three Chen Tangs were left to look at each other.

The liquid in the bowl seemed endless, and it would automatically fill up after drinking it. Chen Tang watched the cold-hearted himself fuck one cup after another, and there was no sign of drunkenness. The childish Chen Tang licked his lips, looking like he wanted to drink but didn't dare to drink too much.

Chen Tang was embarrassed and didn't know what to do.

I'm burying my head to drink tea, and I'm glad that my dreams won't explode.

[Well, let's open the skylight and say something brightly - how can I make the three of us combine into one?] Chen Tang gritted his teeth and asked himself, [According to the script routine, you should both represent memory fragments from different periods? Only by absorbing you can I restore the complete "Chen Tang"?]

Chen Tang asked Chen Tang very coldly.
To be continued...