The cat listened very attentively.

She couldn't even help but follow the Taoist's words and imagine that scene. The softer the Taoist's voice became, the more she became immersed in it.

In the cat's imagination, clouds should be soft, like cotton, and can be stood on. Thinking about it this way, maybe he shouldn't ask the swallow, maybe he shouldn't conquer the white crane so early - after asking the swallow

There are no more clouds like that. Ever since I first flew into the sky on a white crane, all the clouds that appeared in my dream have become unapproachable and turned into mist when I got close.

It turns out that there really are such clouds in the Heavenly Palace.

No wonder so many people like to be gods. According to what Mao'er thinks, even if they can go to such a place to play, they are willing to become gods.

It's better if there are mice in the clouds...

Catching mice in cotton clouds...

Sanhua Empress sat still, thinking about things.

When she came back to her senses, she wanted to ask the Taoist again, but the Taoist had already fallen asleep next to her.

"?"

The calico cat was stunned for a moment, then stood up and walked over to check again to make sure that the Taoist was still breathing. Then he shook his head, walked back into the house, and pulled down Xiao Jiang Han who almost climbed up the window.

…

I haven't slept in the human world for a long time.

Heavenly Palace is really magical——

The gods in heaven do not need to sleep. They rest occasionally, but the time is not fixed. Taoists are in heaven and have never had a good sleep.

I was really tired at this time.

The feeling of human beings is also different from that of heaven.

There are dreams in the world, but not in heaven.

Maybe heaven is just a dream on earth.

The Taoist returned to the human world, fell asleep, and had a dream.

The dream was a desert dusk.

It seemed to be a certain desert that I and Sanhua Empress had walked through before, but I couldn't be sure. I and Sanhua Empress had walked through too many deserts, and the deserts almost all looked the same, so it was difficult to tell them apart.

The dusk in the desert is a beautiful sight that is hard to find in the world. The sky is already dark, showing many stars. The sky has beautiful gradient colors, and the sand dunes are undulating into silhouettes. A woman is holding a small lantern, and in the lantern is a star from the earth.

Wearing a white dress, she walked towards the Taoist. The wind in the evening was so strong that it caused her clothes to flutter and her hair to flutter in one direction.

Such a woman really shouldn't exist in the mortal world.

The woman seemed to be talking to him.

After seeing him for a long time, I miss him a lot. When I see the beautiful scenery, it's like seeing the wintersweet blooming in Changjing. I immediately want to share it with him, but unfortunately we are too far apart after we say goodbye.

The wind was so strong in the desert at night that the sound was difficult to hear.

The woman was accompanied by a maid.

But this maid was exceptionally well-behaved. She sat on her knees in the desert, raised her head and told him that after they parted ways last winter, they had been walking along the same path that he and Empress Sanhua had walked, and saw many people who had traveled there when they were in Yuezhou.

I am often amazed by the beautiful scenery that I have never seen in the past hundreds of years.

The woman also told him that there were plum blossoms blooming outside the deserts of the Western Regions, but they were not wax plums but white plums. It was a custom among friends to give plum blossoms to each other, so she also broke one branch.

When the Taoist woke up, it was already afternoon.

After all, the things in the dream do not belong to the human world, and they quickly dissipate in the memory. I only remember the woman in white holding a lantern and running barefoot in the desert, as if chasing the wind and the glow. The sand mountains were very high, and she ran all the way to the sand.

He stopped at the edge of the top of the mountain, looked back at him, and asked him where he was.

How can a Taoist still remember this?

I opened my eyes vaguely and stood up. The window of the inn was still open, facing west, showing a golden and red sunset.

The light of the setting sun shines into the room through the window. Where the light shines on the ground, a cat and a girl sit upright, leaving only two figures behind him, both staring at the setting sun, basking in the sun, and scratching their heads.

Except for the difference between dropping a human and a cat, the actions are almost exactly the same.

"..."

The Taoist sniffed and smelled a wisp of fragrance.

Looking down -

There is a white plum beside the bed.

"..."

The Taoist picked it up and looked at it carefully.

There are branches and flowers but no leaves. The petals are snow-white and slightly yellow and green when you look closely. They are really cute. The stamens in the middle show obvious yellow and green. They are very delicate and are embedded in the branches one by one.

The fragrance is obviously different from wintersweet.

After the separation of friends in the world, there is a saying, "Once we say goodbye, we are far away from each other. If you want to send plum blossoms, don't send plum blossoms." In front of the great demon with great magic power and supernatural powers, the distance between the worlds is nothing.

"Hiss..."

There was a sound of breathing from the front.

The calico cat turned its head and looked at the Taoist. Just when he was about to ask him if he was awake, he saw the plum blossom in the Taoist's hand. He continued to take a few breaths and smelled the fragrance of the flowers: "Hey! Where did you get the tree flowers from?"
Chapter completed!