Nalanruo Temple is hidden in the deep mountains and forests, very remote. If someone had not led the way, it would have been difficult to find it.

On the way, I met several woodcutters who chopped wood. When I asked about Lanruo Temple, my face changed and persuaded them to turn around or take a detour.

"That place is very weird. It is said that it is so haunted. You should not go there again..."

It is basically the same as what Du Bai heard before. It seems that although he had set up a formation to isolate it, it was difficult to erase the inherent impression in their hearts for a while.

However, the more they persuaded them, the more they aroused the interest of Young Master Yang and others in the past, and they couldn't wait to see such a strange place in the rumors.

In contrast, Su Zhirou, who had been there once, became more calmer. When she heard Mr. Yang talking to the woodcutters, she couldn't help but mutter in a low voice: "It's just a lie. There is just a very ordinary abandoned temple."

She remembered that she had seen a very spiritual bird there before, and seemed to be able to understand human words, but she was looking forward to meeting again this time.

After a long time, as the carriage gradually stopped, Du Bai and others finally arrived in front of the gate of Nalanruo Temple again.

After getting off the carriage, Su Zhirou took the lead and looked around. Sure enough, the surroundings were still the same, without any special changes. Even the big tree in front of the courtyard was still so towering, exuding a vicissitudes of ancient times.

The Buddhist temple is still very damaged, and some places are even more decaying because of the wind and rain over the past few days.

At first glance, even the Buddha statue was exposed to the sun, and the surface had gradually dried and cracked. It was estimated that it would start to be completely damaged and it would be difficult to distinguish.

But the bird she was looking forward to most was gone where she flew and had long disappeared.

"It's true." Su Zhirou felt a little bored and turned around and held her sister Wanmiao's arm, "But it's still good to come out and relax."

"By the way, I remember there should be an old lady living alone here. I wonder if she has gone out?"

Looking closely at the temple here, you can find that there should be no trace of people living in it for a long time. Whether it is fallen leaves or dust, a thick layer has accumulated because no one has cleaned it, and the incense and candles are also a look that no one has lit for a long time.

Wanmiao glanced at it and said softly: "Maybe it has moved away long ago. This place is so remote and sparsely populated. No matter what kind of food, rice, oil and salt it is, it is difficult to obtain. If some diseases are even more troublesome, it is natural to move away if you feel it is inconvenient."

She also likes the quiet environment here quite a bit. The sound of birds around her and the rustling sound of the wind blowing the leaves is like music, which can easily make people's impetuous mood gradually calm down.

Although you can't stay for a long time, it's a good enjoyment to stay here for a while.

Du Bai was walking behind, looking at the scene in front of him, and he understood in his heart.

What they saw was the result of the formation, which was to prevent outsiders from continuing to come here, deliberately appearing so dilapidated and without any trace of humanity.

He could even feel that Nie Xiaoqian should be nearby, but he did not show up on his own initiative, as if he was observing the guests who suddenly visited.

After all, although they had some impression of Du Bai and Su Zhirou, they were still unable to determine what purpose they were for this time. With Du Bai's previous instructions, when they try not to contact mortals, they are naturally careful at this time.

Until Mr. Yang finally got off the carriage, the other party's breath seemed to tremble suddenly, no longer as calm as before.

It was like a stone was thrown from the calm lake, causing waves.

However, she did not appear excitedly to recognize each other as Du Bai expected, but continued to remain silent and hide in the dark.

Du Bai was a little confused for a moment, so he simply didn't take the initiative to expose it, just pretending not to know.

He just provided this opportunity, but in the end he would respect Nie Xiaoqian's own ideas as to what he really made.

At this time, Young Master Yang, who was unaware of all this, showed a look of surprise when he stepped on this place, his eyes were fixed on the surroundings, and a hint of remembrance appeared faintly.

"I seem to have been here!"

He gently stepped on the fallen leaves on the ground, and every step seemed to be stepping on the picture in memory, light and fluttering, giving him a sense of extremely illusory unreality.

When he looked at the courtyard, he could even hear the voice of the dream-ridden woman, which made his heart tremble.

"I remember that this tree seemed to be planted by me by myself. It was a small sapling, not as high as my thigh..."

He reached out and gently stroked the rough trunk of the big tree, but his face seemed to be touching the skin of his lover, full of nostalgia.

Su Zhirou, who was watching the scenery on the side, didn't believe it when she heard this and said funny: "This tree is at least hundreds of years old, how old are you..."

Young Master Yang shook his head gently, looking yearning: "I naturally understand that it is impossible, but this feeling of connection between heart and blood makes me feel very real, which makes me wonder... Is there really a so-called past life in the world?"

"Maybe it was my previous life, I had experienced something here, and I also planted this tree..."

But after saying this, he laughed at himself, feeling that it was too foolish and others could not understand it at all.

Even he himself felt it was a bit unbelievable.

"What a coincidence is there?"

But unexpectedly, Du Bai did not laugh at him, but took two steps forward and patted his shoulder gently, comforting him: "Who can tell the truth about the world? If you really feel familiar with this place, you might as well walk and take a look more, and maybe you will remember something."

Young Master Yang looked at him gratefully and nodded: "Thank you Brother Du for your concern!"

Not only was Du Bai's recognition, he regained some confidence, and looked at the big tree and turned towards the Buddhist temple.

Although it was already very dilapidated and considered a dilapidated house, you can see some of the complete appearance of the time, and some details that others had not noticed were also watched with relish, as if you were back to your hometown that you had long missed for, and you loved it very much.

"Here... I remember that I once read here at night. Maybe there was a beautiful woman with me at that time, but now I can't remember the specific appearance..."

He sighed at the ruins of a collapsed house not far away, feeling a sense of sadness in his heart.

Every part here seemed to make some familiar scenes appear in his mind, more than in his previous dreams.

But what's bothered is that all the pictures are blurred and cannot be seen in real detail.
Chapter completed!