The bright moonlight shines into the ruined temple.
A candle cannot illuminate the entire ruined temple, but the bright moonlight can fill all the darkness. The elegant scholar looked up and saw Qin Luo. He was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and quickly put down the candle and book in his hand, stood up and held his hands. He saluted with a bright smile on his face, "After reading the book, I finally realized that it was shallow. Only when Brother Taoist came here did I understand what it means to be radiant!"
"Don't dare to take it seriously."
Qin Luo returned the favor with his hands raised.
The blindfolded monk is strong and strong. He is practicing Zen with his eyes closed. He has not opened his eyes for many years. At this moment, light enters his body, the spiritual platform is illuminated, and his mood becomes clear.
The monk stood up, clasped his hands and bowed to Qin Luo, saying respectfully: "Jinguang Temple, return to the dust."
"Dragon and Tiger Temple, Qin Luo."
"Daxia Academy, Chu Peiran."
Chu Peiran had heard about Jinguang Temple, a Buddhist temple in the West, far away from the Daxia Dynasty, where a real Buddha sat.
Guichen also knew about the Daxia Academy, which was the highest academic institution in the Daxia Dynasty and had imperial teachers in charge.
They have never heard of Longhu Temple.
Chu Peiran was full of righteousness, and Gui Chen was full of masculinity. The evil spirits did not dare to approach them, and the little ghost huddled in the corner and shivered, for fear of being discovered by them.
Qin Luo chuckled and said, "Are you together?"
Chu Peiran shook his head and replied with a smile: "No, I came here in the evening. I saw Master Guichen meditating in the temple, so I didn't disturb him. I planned to rest here for the night."
Guichen looked at the little ghost in the corner, "The young monk came to the temple yesterday and wanted to save her, but her obsession was too deep. If the young monk forcibly rescued her, she would lose her soul."
It was a little girl in white clothes. She looked even petite than Ziyue. She looked pitiful. Chu Peiran shook his head and sighed, "Poor little girl."
Both Chu Peiran and Guichen knew about the existence of the little ghost. They did not harm the little female ghost. Qin Luo walked to the corner of the ruined temple. He smiled and said softly: "You don't have to be afraid, we won't hurt you."
Ever since Qin Luo came to the ruined temple, the little female ghost huddled in the corner has been looking at him.
"Little sister."
"Why are you here?"
Qin Luo squatted in front of the little female ghost.
The little female ghost looked at him intently.
Chu Peiran was a little surprised, "Brother Qin, she is afraid of us getting close, but she is not afraid of you."
Qin Luo smiled. He stretched out his hand to caress the little girl's head. "If you have any other obsessions, please tell me. We may be able to help you complete them."
"yes."
Chu Peiran nodded.
Guichen stood aside quietly.
The little female ghost wrote two words on the ground.
"Are you waiting for your mother?"
Qin Luo looked at the words on the ground.
The little female ghost nodded, her eyes full of expectation.
"Where is your home? What is your mother's name?"
The little ghost girl shook her head.
She has forgotten many things.
Qin Luo looked back at Chu Peiran and Gui Chen. They shook their heads at the same time, unable to do anything.
"Little sister, let me try."
Qin Luo closed his eyes. Through the laws of time, his consciousness appeared in the long river of time. Time began to flow back around the ruined temple. He saw Chu Haoran carrying a bookcase and a sword, and then Gui Chen holding a Zen staff. Time continues to flow backwards, and a heavy fog appears in the long river of time.
The scene in the river of time became more and more blurred. Qin Luo could only hear the sounds near Longhu Temple. He listened carefully and wanted to know how the little female ghost came to the ruined temple.
Turn back the clock decades.
Qin Luo felt mentally exhausted.
He hadn't felt this way for a long time.
It seems that it takes a lot of energy to collect information over time.
Qin Luo heard the woodcutter chatting at the mountain temple and learned that there was a group of bandits doing all kinds of evil near the ruined temple. The group of bandits disappeared without a trace on the snowy night.
Time keeps turning back.
"so cold!"
"Mom, I miss you so much!"
...
"Mom, I will be obedient."
"Yuanyuan, no matter who comes, don't make a sound. Wait until mother comes back to pick you up."
Qin Luo's consciousness stopped on the river of time, and he heard the conversation between mother and daughter through the fog.
"I don't know if I can help them."
Qin Luo's consciousness passed through the fog, and he wanted to enter the river of time to help them.
With heavy snow falling, the beautiful young woman was forced to the edge of the cliff by the bandits. She had no way to retreat.
"Jie Jie Jie, where can the little lady escape?"
The one-eyed bandit stepped forward teasingly.
"You beasts, you will not end well!" The young woman's eyes were desperate. She clenched her fists, turned around and jumped off the bottomless cliff.
"Pity!"
"What a damn bad luck!"
The one-eyed bandit spat into the snow.
The short bandit on the side reminded: "Brother, I remember that this woman has a child. We must eradicate it to prevent what we have done from being discovered by the court."
"It's probably hiding nearby."
"Go to the mountain temple to see it."
Boom.
The sky was torn apart.
A purple thunder penetrated the sky.
The bandits froze on the spot. They looked at the young Taoist priest looming in the wind and snow, and couldn't help but rub their eyes.
"Is it an illusion?"
"Did you see him too?"
Qin Luo's consciousness felt particularly tired. He didn't want to talk nonsense to them and said softly: "Thunder!"
A thunderbolt fell from the sky, and all the bandits present were killed, and even their souls were wiped out.
Qin Luo felt that he could hardly open his eyes. Traveling through the long river of time was very taxing on him. He walked towards the mountain temple with heavy steps.
It was pitch black in the ruined temple.
The little girl huddled in the corner, her face pale, cold and hungry. She held on for her last breath, hoping to see her mother come back.
Suddenly, the moonlight shone into the ruined temple, and the little girl saw hope, but what came in was a strange young Taoist priest. He was different from those ferocious bandits.
Qin Luo looked at the little girl who was about to freeze to death in the corner. He stretched out his hand, a ray of fire lit up between his fingers, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, I will take you out of here."
The little girl looked at Qin Luo and felt warm, but a moment later, the ray of fire was blown away by the wind and snow, the young Taoist priest disappeared, and the ruined temple was immediately shrouded in darkness.
Everything becomes quiet.
Decades later, in the ruined temple, the little female ghost looked at the familiar figure in front of her and was sure that Qin Luo was the young Taoist priest who had given her warmth on the snowy night.
Qin Luo's consciousness returned to the sea of consciousness, and he reluctantly sat cross-legged in front of the little female ghost, "Her mother is under the nearby cliff, please look for her."
Chu Peiran was at a loss, Guichen didn't think much, he turned around and left the ruined temple.
"Wait for me."
Chu Peiran followed and left.
Qin Luo looked at the confused little girl in front of him, shook his head and sighed, "I'm sorry, I couldn't help you."
When his consciousness entered the river of time, Qin Luo thought he could change their fate, but in the end, he tried his best, but nothing changed, and he almost failed to come back.
The little female ghost nodded weakly. She seemed to understand what Qin Luo said, with gratitude in her eyes.
Not long after, Guichen and Chu Peiran found the ghost of the young woman under the cliff and brought her back to the mountain temple.
"Yuanyuan!"
"Mother!"
They meet again.
The ruined temple became lively.
Qin Luo and Chu Peiran had smiles on their faces.
"Thank you, Master Immortal!"
The young woman knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
"Thank you, big brother."
"You're welcome!"
Guichen sat cross-legged on the ground and recited scriptures about salvation. The little girl ghost's obsession disappeared and she no longer resisted. She waved to Qin Luo, "Brother, I'll wait for you in the underworld."
Chu Peiran burst out laughing.
Qin Luo smiled and nodded.
"farewell!"
The little female ghost and her mother turned into light and disappeared.
Watching them disappear, Chu Peiran sat on the ground and said, "Brother Taoist, where are you going?"
Qin Luo replied with a smile, "I plan to go to Jiangling City. I heard that the Qing Emperor's Secret Realm has been opened and I want to see it."
"Just in time, I am also going to Jiangling City. It is estimated that many geniuses will come and want to join in the fun. I wonder what Master Guichen has planned?" Chu Peiran looked at Guichen.
Guichen touched his bald head and said with a simple and honest smile, "The young monk has no goals and just goes by his feelings."
"Why don't we just have fun together?"
"OK."
Guichen nodded.
Chu Peiran originally wanted to chat with Qin Luo, but when he saw him closing his eyes and resting, he didn't bother him. Guichen was also meditating, so Chu Peiran could only lie down on the hay and rest.
late at night.
Qin Luo suddenly opened his eyes.
Those eyes were filled with chaotic light.
Chu Peiran opened his eyes suddenly and sat up. He had a terrifying feeling of falling into the abyss, as if his throat was being strangled. He looked at Qin Luo and Guichen, but did not notice anything strange. The ruined temple was quiet.
"Is it an illusion?"
Chu Peiran lay down again.
Cold sweat hung on Guichen's forehead.
