Chapter 454 Green Valley

After a moment of contemplation, Huang Banxian said, "There is a way to save her, but it is extremely difficult. We need to find the root of her inner demons and address it from the source in order to completely cure her. To do this, I'm afraid we need to enter her dream and face it with her."

"Entering a dream?" Meng Zhelan repeated in surprise.

Huang Banxian nodded: "That's right. Enter the dream, fight her inner demons, and help her regain her will. But this process is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you will be trapped by the inner demons and never wake up."

Qin Xiaolin stepped forward without hesitation: "I'm willing to give it a try!"

Hongying and Meng Zhelan looked at him at the same time, their eyes filled with both worry and admiration.

Looking at Qin Xiaolin's determined eyes, Huang Banxian sighed slightly: "Alright, since you are so determined, then I will lend you a hand. But you must remember, once you enter the dream, you must remain clear-headed and never be misled by your inner demons."

After saying that, Huang Banxian took out a bead that emitted a faint light from his pocket and handed it to Qin Xiaolin: "This Mind-Clearing Bead can temporarily protect your mind from being corrupted by inner demons, but time is limited. You need to find the root of Xiaoxi's inner demons as soon as possible."

Qin Xiaolin took the Qingxin Pearl and nodded solemnly: "I will."

Guided by Huang Banxian, Qin Xiaolin slowly closed his eyes.

Holding the Heart-Cleansing Pearl in his hand, he took a deep breath and slowly entered Li Xi's dream.

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Since falling asleep a few days ago, Li Xi has been in a dream.

This dream was not as blurry and fragmented as usual, but a complete and vivid world.

She found herself standing on a vast, boundless grassland.

The sky was a clear, deep blue, with a few white clouds drifting lazily by. The gentle sunlight shone on her face, bringing a touch of warmth.

In the distance, the mountains stand majestically, layer upon layer, as if they were the most steadfast guardians of heaven and earth.

Li Xi took a deep breath and felt the faint scent of grass and flowers in the air. It was so beautiful that she almost thought she was in another world.

Just as she was reveling in this tranquility and beauty, a melodious song drifted on the wind. The song was as clear as a mountain spring and as melodious as heavenly music, making people feel refreshed and happy.

She followed the sound, passing through fields of flowers and winding around streams, until she finally arrived at a small village hidden in a valley.

Although the village is small, it has everything it needs, with stone houses scattered in a pleasing manner and wisps of smoke rising from their chimneys.

"Lingxi, why are you back?" A little girl in a pink dress ran towards her.

"Telepathy?" Li Xi was taken aback. "Little sister, are you talking to me?"

The little girl stopped, tilted her head, and looked at Li Xi with a puzzled expression in her bright eyes. Then she smiled and said, "That's right, Sister Lingxi, don't you remember me? I'm Qingran."

Qingran? A strange sense of familiarity welled up in her heart.

She gently patted Ah Xiu's head and smiled, "You know me?"

Qingran blinked her big eyes and took Li Xi's hand: "This is Green Valley, sister, you really don't remember? Come on, I'll take you to the village chief, he'll definitely have a solution."

As she spoke, Qingran pulled Li Xi toward the village chief's house.

Along the way, the villagers greeted them warmly, and everyone's face was filled with a simple and honest smile, as if Li Xi were a member of this village.

Arriving at the village chief's house, in front of a small house built of bluestone.

Qingran knocked on the door and called softly, "Village Chief, Sister Lingxi is back."

The door creaked open, and the man standing in the doorway was tall and handsome, like an immortal.

When his gaze fell on Li Xi, a look of astonishment and confusion immediately appeared on his face, as if he had witnessed something unbelievable.

His brows were furrowed, his eyes revealed disbelief, and his mouth was slightly open, as if he wanted to say something but didn't know where to begin.

After a moment, he came to his senses and asked with a hint of surprise, "Lingxi, why are you back? Could it be that you..."

The man seemed to suddenly remember something, his expression changed slightly, but he stopped himself from speaking.

He pursed his lips, hesitating whether to continue speaking, but ultimately chose to remain silent.

Then, he waved his hand gently, "Come in first and we'll talk."

Li Xi followed the village chief and Qing Ran into the house, full of doubts.

The interior is simply yet cozy, with a wooden table and several bamboo chairs placed in the center.

A painting depicting mountain and river scenery hangs on the wall, exuding an air of elegance.

The village chief gestured for them to sit down, then slowly walked to the window and gazed at the distant mountains outside, as if he were reminiscing about something.

Qingran held Li Xi's hand, her little face full of concern.

“Village chief, I…” Li Xi began, but did not know how to express her confusion.

"Call me Xinghui. Now that you're back, stay here. This is your home too." He turned around and looked at her.

Since she was already there, she decided to make the best of it. Although she had a thousand questions in her mind, she couldn't help but nod as she looked at the two of them.

Qingran excitedly took Li Xi's hand and said cheerfully, "Lingxi, let's go! I'll take you home to see it. I've always kept your house spotless!"

After saying that, he skipped and hopped towards the door with Li Xi.

Li Xi was led by Qing Ran through a familiar yet unfamiliar village road. On both sides were lush trees and the occasional crowing of roosters and barking of dogs. Everything seemed so harmonious and peaceful.

Soon they arrived at a small house entwined with vines.

The cottage may not be luxurious, but it exudes a sense of simplicity and warmth, as if it can soothe all the troubles in one's heart.

"Look, this is your home." Qingran pushed open the door, and a long-lost sense of familiarity washed over her.

Li Xi walked in without thinking.

Everything inside the house was arranged in an orderly manner, and each item seemed to carry a story from the past.

Several yellowed books were displayed on the bookshelf, and a delicate wind chime hung by the window, swaying gently in the breeze and making a pleasant sound.

Li Xi gently stroked the wind chime in her hand, a feeling of indescribable familiarity welling up in her heart, as if the wind chime had some special connection with her.

Qingran suddenly ran over excitedly, pointed to a pot of crape myrtle on the table and said, "Lingxi, look! This crape myrtle started to wither after you left, but I kept nourishing it with my spiritual power, and now it has come back to life! Aren't I amazing?"

Li Xi looked in the direction Qing Ran was pointing and saw a pot of crape myrtle quietly placed in the corner by the window.

Although the branches and leaves still appear somewhat sparse, they exude a vibrant vitality.

A few pale purple flowers bloomed tenaciously, bringing a touch of freshness and beauty to the entire room.

However, at that moment, an astonishing discovery made Li Xi's eyes widen in surprise—Qing Ran had just mentioned "spiritual power"!