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After talking to Chen Ruofu, Han Yiming felt a little calmer. However, two days later, Qingshi came to Han Yiming and asked Han Yiming to take him to see the stars. Han Yiming was very strange. He knew that the stars had turned into stone statues but he had to take him to see them himself. Isn't this very strange? However, Qingshi didn't even show his shadow on weekdays, but he kept making trouble by his side on this day.

Han Yiming really couldn't stand the boy's trouble, rolling all over the ground, crying, making a fuss and making a fuss. Feng Yumao coaxed him for a long time but couldn't coax him away. He wanted to take him away, so he hugged Han Yiming's legs and refused to leave. Feng Yumao's cultivation is not bad anymore, but by the way, this rogue boy couldn't perform it. Han Yiming was so upset by his trouble, so he had to say, "Okay, I'll take you there."

After hearing this, Qingshi got up and said, "Then let's go now." Han Yiming couldn't help him and said, "Do you lead the way or should I lead the way?" Qingshi said, "I will lead me." He ran away as he said, Han Yiming followed the stone statue behind him. Qingshi ran to the stone statue of Xingchen. Han Yiming ran to the stone statue to stop. Han Yiming approached, Qingshi reached out to brush away the soil and water droplets on the stone statue and said, "Didn't you say I brought him here, I brought him. Look."

Han Yiming was so weird that he couldn't say this. He walked closer and looked at the stone statue of Xingchen first and said to Qingshi: "Who asked you to bring me here? Was it him?" Qingshi nodded: "He told me last night that he wanted me to bring you here." Han Yiming's heart moved. He had had moments when he heard the teacher's words in his dreams. Could it be that Qingshi could hear it like him, and he couldn't help but look at Qingshi carefully.

Qingshi didn't look at him, but turned around and took something and handed it to him, saying, "Master, you cut your blood." Han Yiming was very surprised. Qingshi held a stone knife in his hand, which didn't look sharp. But Han Yiming felt familiar. He remembered the stone knife of Senior Brother Xie Zimin in the past. Could it be that this was also Senior Brother Xie's? But where did Qingshi come from? In addition, he asked himself to stab him, would he be about to stab him? He was too strange. Qingshi stood by and looked at him. Han Yiming flipped the stone knife over and over for a moment, and indeed saw the word "Xie" on the back of the stone knife. This is Senior Brother Xie Zimin's stone knife. Where did this child get it? First, he asked him, "Where did you get it?" Qingshi said, "I woke up this morning and it was at my bedside."

Han Yiming looked around

, No outsiders have ever come to Lingshan these days. Han Yiming always feels that even if he falls asleep, he has one of his eyes open. This is really thanks to Pingbo. He has not been able to sleep peacefully for more than two years, so he can only be careful and be cautious. Now Han Yiming is still extremely awake. If someone comes during the day, he will definitely know, but even if no one comes at night, Han Yiming cannot understand where the stone knife comes from. Uncle Zi Shang will definitely not have the stone knife of Senior Brother Xie in the past. However, if you ask Qingshi, you will not be able to ask it. He put it away and said, "This thing must not be in your hands. I'm afraid you will cut your hand, so you can go and play." Qingshi immediately sat down to the ground and shouted.

Han Yiming turned around and came back. His fellow disciple saw Qingshi shouting. Han Yiming came from there again and would not go over to ask. There is no need to ask, this must be because the head of the sect did not make the child happy, so the child was making a mess. Han Yiming put the stone knife in the house and Qingshi had already gotten up and ran away.

In the evening, Han Yiming took out the secretary of the sect to see. Now he can see four pages. The destruction of Lingshan is only one line of words. Han Yiming looked at the lines carefully and found that it was so concise that it could not be more concise. Behind it was the death of Lingshan's senior brothers and sisters, and the collapse of Lingshan. I really couldn't read it easily. After reading it for a while, I got sleepy, closed the book, collapsed on the bed and fell asleep.

In his sleep, he felt that someone was talking in a low voice. Han Yiming wanted to wake up but couldn't wake up. He heard more than one person's voice. After listening carefully for a while, there were two people. But he couldn't understand what the two people said. After a while, the voice disappeared. Han Yiming felt that his ears were quiet and he fell asleep again. But this time, he had been half asleep and half awake. He felt that someone was walking around, but Han Yiming couldn't wake up.

He even felt someone's clothes swept over his hands and feet, but he could not wake up no matter how he was. The strange feeling was always there, as if someone had been coming and going around him. Since Lingshan established a foothold here, Han Yiming had not had such a strange feeling. He felt that someone could not wake up no matter how he wanted to speak but could not speak. His hands and feet were heavy, as if he had been pressed on a big stone, and he could not move.

Suddenly a voice was beside him, "Then will I cut it?" Another voice said, "Yeah." These two sentences were clearly heard, just as he said in his ear, Han Yiming wanted to make a sound but couldn't speak. He wanted to move but couldn't help but fall asleep. Suddenly, a pain in his chest, as if he was stabbed by a needle, Han Yiming jumped up. He woke up. It was already dawn, the door of the room was half closed, there was no one around him, but there was still a needle-like pain in his chest.

Han Yiming reached out and pressed his chest, and a little stinging pain. He untied his clothes and saw a small blood spot on his chest. Is that dream true? In the blink of an eye, the blood spot disappeared, and there was no point on his chest. Han Yiming pressed the blood spot, and even the stinging pain was gone. This is really strange. Han Yiming was a little confused about Bluestone, but Bluestone had almost no cultivation, and he must not approach him quietly without disturbing him. But the stone knife was found in his hands, and the senior brothers and sisters of the same school would never approach him secretly. Han Yiming got up and went to Bluestone's residence. Bluestone and Feng Yumao lived in the same thatched hut, and Feng Yumao got up early
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