manynovel Chapter 837: Dawn of Roses Blooming (4)
Chapter 837: Dawn of Roses Blooming (4)
"Why did you reappear in the world at this moment? Could it be..."
An incredible thought flashed through Paimon's mind, and his eyes trembled slightly.
Ying remained silent, but she had already read the answer from her eyes - it seemed that they were thinking the same thing.
Yuan Xi was completely unaware of the heaviness behind this brief silence, and continued to enthusiastically tell everyone: "Yes, just like Paimeng said just now."
"I learned from the ancient books collected by Sister Ganyu that the original Padisaran was purple-red. But since the death of the Flower God, this color that symbolizes the faith in the Flower God has never appeared in the world again."
There was a hint of reminiscence in his voice: "Because the original Patisalan was created by the Flower God himself."
"When her avatar dissipated in the wind, this miracle was also destroyed, and disappeared from the continent of Teyvat."
"The Patisaran we see today is actually the reappearance of the Great Compassion Tree King through his wisdom and remaining memories."
Hearing this, Nilu raised a gentle smile and nodded gently: "It's really good, little friend, you know so much about the history of us Xumi residents."
Yuan Xi scratched her head shyly, her cheeks slightly red: "It's just... I read a lot of books."
"I never thought that I would be able to see with my own eyes the legendary purple-red Patisaran that has long been extinct in my lifetime..." Nilu could not hide her excitement. She walked forward lightly and stared at the two pots of flowers blooming with mysterious colors almost devoutly, with a little glow in her eyes.
Just as Nel was immersed in this miraculous scene, Kuki Shinobu's calm voice took the opportunity to speak:
"Since the real Purple Patisaran has long since departed with the Flower God, its reappearance can only mean one thing—"
"The Flower God has returned."
She paused, her eyes sharp as a blade: "But the fact is, the flower god has not been resurrected, and we are now in a dream."
"Even if the Flower God were resurrected in reality, it wouldn't affect the dream."
"So, the only explanation is..."
Her voice was low and firm: "All of this stems from someone's deep obsession—the subject of the dream, in the dream, strongly desires to see it bloom again."
Arata Ichito's eyes suddenly widened as realization dawned on him: "Ah! I see! The dreamer must have been thinking about this flower, so it appeared out of nowhere!"
Jiuqi Shinobu nodded slightly: "That's right. This means that the core figure of the dream is nearby. As long as we go through a few more reincarnations, we can lock down his identity..."
"No need."
Ying suddenly spoke, her voice clear but cold and firm, like a sharp blade cutting through the fog.
She and Paimon looked at each other, and they understood each other tacitly.
"Paimon and I already know who the owner of the dream is." Ying's eyes fell on Nilu, and her tone was soft but unquestionable, "Leave the rest to us."
As she spoke, she slowly walked towards Nilu, who was still immersed in shock, and whispered softly, "Nilu, please close your eyes."
"Huh?" Nilu blinked, looking confused.
Ying stared at her and said word by word, "Try to imagine—the stage has never been frozen, everything is as usual."
Paimon clasped his hands together, his eyes sparkling with pleading: "Please, this is really important to us right now."
Nilu looked around with a complicated expression, and finally smiled helplessly: "You guys... are really weird... But... okay, I'll give it a try."
She slowly closed her eyes, her breathing gradually became steady, her eyebrows moved slightly, as if she was trying to awaken the images deep in her heart.
"Hmm...the stage isn't frozen."
In an instant, the dream quietly changed with Nilu's thoughts.
"Hey."
Nilu opened her eyes immediately.
The layer of ice on the stage that emitted a biting cold began to melt, break, and retreat quietly under her gaze, just like the first snow encountering the warm spring sun.
The frost evaporated into mist, revealing the warm texture of the wooden floor below - from the cold ice, it was restored to the stage that once hosted countless dance steps and applause.
Looking at this scene, everyone's eyes showed a hint of surprise, followed by a hint of joy.
The subject of the dream has been found!
[Dream, surrender to me! (Kao Ge.jpg)]
[Nel: I am the God of this world! ]
Did the Order choose the innocent, naive, and obedient elk as the subject of the dream?
[↑I think the abbot looked down on Nero and thought she couldn't comprehend dreams, so they chose her.]
Congratulations on reaching the "Fourth Cycle"
Congratulations on escaping the loop.
"So Miss Nero is the 'Subject'!"
Jiuqi Ren opened her red lips slightly, a knowing smile flashed in her eyes, and her voice was as light as the breeze blowing through the bamboo forest: "This is really an unexpected surprise."
Paimon blinked, a playful smile appeared on his cheeks, and he said in a light tone: "The purple-red Patisalan has long been extinct in reality. Only in the depths of Nilu's subconscious can they bloom again and become decorations on this stage."
"As Nashida once said,
She continued, "Ordinary people would naturally think that the dish contained food, but Nilu could see the legendary purple-red Patisalan growing in the flowerpot—"
"Because this is what she wants to see."
Yuan Xi folded her hands in front of her chest, the corners of her lips slightly raised, her eyes flashing with enlightenment: "So that's how it is..."
"So you confirmed her identity the moment you first saw those two pots of blooming Patisalam, correct?"
Ying nodded slightly, her smile gentle and firm: "That's right. That purple-red is the key to the truth."
Arata Ichito suddenly clenched his fists, his arm muscles bulging, and with a low growl, he slammed down hard: "Ha! Doesn't that mean we can get out of this damn place soon?!"
Even as everyone was excited, Jiuqi Shinobu remained calm. She frowned slightly, her tone gentle but undeniable:
"Everyone, please be patient. I believe you haven't forgotten that the key to ending this cycle of reincarnation is for the 'subject' to awaken its self-awareness, right?"
Her gaze swept over the crowd, her voice as deep as a pool. "Our most urgent task now isn't to celebrate, but to make Miss Nilu realize... that everything here isn't reality."
She didn't say the word "dream" after all, but everyone except Nilu knew it.
One must not directly tell a sleeping person about the existence of dreams, otherwise it will easily lead to cognitive collapse and mental breakdown - this is a taboo that Nashida has repeatedly warned against.
To guide a dreamer to awaken without touching taboos is already treading on thin ice;
What's more, all this happened in Xumi - the land that has long been deeply influenced by the "adults have no dreams theory".
The teachings of the House of Decrees had long been ingrained in the hearts of the people, causing them to instinctively deny the reality of dreams.
It is extremely difficult to shake this deep-rooted belief.
Jiuqi Shinobu lowered his eyes quietly, and was already prepared in his heart:
Even if it takes several reincarnations, she vows to make Nilu realize that this is a dream in this illusory garden.
However, at this moment, Nilu lowered her head slightly, her eyes lowered, and there was a hint of realization and thought in her expression.
She opened her red lips slightly, and her voice rang out like the wind blowing through lilies of the valley:
"Am I... dreaming?"
"Huh?" - Five surprised voices sounded almost simultaneously.
Everyone looked at each other, their eyes focused on Nilu, their eyes full of disbelief.
【Only those who have dreams in their hearts can have incredible imagination. 】
[Nel realized it herself, hahaha~]
She's really cute.
[Nel is smarter than the protagonists thought. To the wise.]
My wife is so smart!
Ying was the first to come back to her senses. She frowned slightly and asked tentatively, "How did you come up with this idea?"
Arata Ichito also scratched his head and added with a confused look: "Yes! Isn't it said that the most widely circulated saying about Xumi is——"
"Don't Xumi people stop dreaming after reaching adulthood? Logically, you shouldn't believe in dreams, right?"
Upon hearing this, Nilu raised the corners of her lips slightly, revealing a meaningful smile, like ripples forming when spring water begins to melt.
"Haha, is that really the case?" she whispered, with a certainty and tenderness in her tone.
As one of the most devout believers of King Little Auspicious Grass, Nilu never easily believed the so-called "truth" coming from the enemy camp - the royalists.
She always believed that even in this country dominated by reason and knowledge, dreams were not false, but a hidden gift.
Because of this, she never gave up looking forward to her dream.
Because in today's Xumi, if an adult can enter a dream, it means that he has been recognized by the kind and lovely god - the Little Auspicious Grass King.
After all, according to the legend, that person controls dreams and weaves illusions, and her power quietly flows between the dreams of every sincere believer.
"So," Nilu looked around at everyone, her eyes sparkling, "are we, the group of people who are devoutly celebrating the Flower God's Birthday, receiving a response from the Little Auspicious Grass King?"
Paimon blinked his eyes, floating in the air, his tone filled with surprise and admiration:
"Even though I guessed in the wrong direction, it doesn't seem to be completely off the mark... The key is, how did you suddenly realize this was a 'dream'?"
She tilted her head and continued:
"Just like Yidou said, in your opinion, adults in Xumi shouldn't have dreams, right?"
Indeed, what Nero said was wrong—
This dream was not woven by the Little King of Auspicious Grass himself, but came from the hands of the great sage hidden deep in the shadows of the Ordinance Court.
But Kanilu's intuition was not entirely wrong: the reason they came here was because they were guided by the Little Auspicious Grass King and were ordered to find the true core of this dream - that is, herself.
Therefore, calling it "God's response" is not entirely wrong.
Nilu nodded slightly, lost in thought for a moment, and then slowly spoke: "It's like this... Have you ever heard the story of the 'First Sage'?"
"The legend of the man who resolutely set out on a journey to find the Grass God in order to escape disaster."
Jiu Qiren's expression changed slightly when he heard this, and he nodded thoughtfully: "I have heard a little bit about it."
Ni Lu smiled gently, "What this young lady heard is probably the most widely circulated version in the market."
"But what is less known is that there is actually a sequel to that story."
Her voice gradually softened, like the gentle whisper of the night wind, bringing everyone back to a long-forgotten past:
"At that time, he was not yet known as the 'First Sage'."
"When he finally impressed the Grass God with his wisdom and unwavering faith, the God decided to bless him."
"A myriad of scenes unfolded before his eyes—vast knowledge poured out like a galaxy, and the truth of the world transformed into concrete light, swirling and dancing around him."
"He was immersed in it, intoxicated, as if he had drunk all the sweet springs of wisdom in the world."
"It's unknown how long it's been, but he has mastered all the wisdom and mysteries he can understand."
"Finally, he raised his head, looked at the gentle figure, and said softly:"
“‘I miss my parents, my wife, and my children… I’ve been away from home for so long, they must be worried.’”
"After the words fell, the Grass God just smiled slightly."
The next moment, the sage suddenly woke up and found himself lying peacefully on his bed at home, with the morning light streaming through the window onto his pillow. His wife gently leaned over, straightened his clothes, and said softly:
"'Are you setting out today to find the Grass God? Have a safe journey, my dear.'"
A Dream of the Yellow Millet...
【When I arrived in the countryside, I turned into someone who had lost himself in chess. 】
She called me dear.
[Okay, wife~]
[The dubbing for this part is really good.]
When Nilu said this, a faint glow appeared in her eyes: "Later, that sage really embarked on a journey, resolved countless disasters in Xumi City, founded the Church Order Institute, and eventually became a legend—"
"Everyone is happy, it ended perfectly."
Paimon listened intently, clapping his hands as he suddenly understood, "So... the first sage never truly set out on his journey? All his achievements were accomplished in a dream?"
Nilu nodded slightly, her voice soft but firm, "Yes. Perhaps it was his sincere heart and undying determination that transcended the boundaries of reality and reached the Grass God."
"Perhaps because of this, the gods used dreams as a medium to grant him wisdom and power."
Jiuqi Shinobu nodded and said, "Is that why you think you are dreaming?"
Paimon smiled and said, "It's indeed an interesting association... but we must wake up quickly, just like the sage in the story."
Yuan Xi smiled and said, "It's okay. There's no need to worry about this. Since Miss Nilu has realized that this is a dream, I think the dream should end soon."
Nilu was startled when she heard this, then smiled and said:
"Is that so? It just so happens that today's Flower God's Birthday Festival is almost over."
Her eyes moved, flashing with shimmering colors.
If it were in reality, after being interrupted by the Great Sage, Nilu felt that she might not be able to exert her original strength and dance the Dance of the Flower Goddess well.
But if this is a dream...