With the fire, I could see clearly the outline of a tall mountain gate.

Behind the mountain gate is a dark patch, completely hidden in the night, and there are also houses in the dense branches and leaves of the surrounding trees, yellow walls, red eaves, doors and windows, which also exudes a sense of heaviness in the night.

When I saw such a house, my heart suddenly stumbled: "This is-"

Wen Hu and the others had already walked over with torches in their hands, looked around, and said in confusion: "Is this a temple?"

“Yes, a temple.”

As Alan said, he raised his foot and walked upwards. Susu and I hurriedly followed. Wenhu greeted the people behind him and led the horses and chariots, and they all followed. When he walked through the mountain gate and crossed a small bridge, he could clearly see the whole body of the temple. The temple was very new, like it was newly built, but in some places, it was so old that it made it difficult to judge the idea of ​​this temple.

However, there was no plaque on the closed temple gate, and no place clearly wrote the name of the temple.

The uneasiness in my heart became deeper and deeper. I followed A Lan tightly. She went up and patted the door. A little monk walked out of it. At the age of seven or eight, she rubbed her eyes and opened the door. When she saw a group of people standing at the door, she was shocked and awake.

"Dear donors, you guys are—"

Alan smiled and said, "My little master, we met a bandit on the way. We finally escaped and couldn't find a place to stay. Can we stay in Guishi for a temporary night?"

I was a little surprised. Since I met, I rarely saw Alan speak so seriously and not teasing others. Maybe she went to Buddhism and even put away her unrestrained personality.

The little monk looked at us and saw that we were all embarrassed and injured. He was so scared that his face was pale and said, "I can't make the decision. I want to ask my master."

After saying that, he ran in.

Alan was a rule and did not follow him in. After a while, the young monk came out with his master, a middle-aged monk. The monk was not old but looked very steady. He talked to our people for a few words, asked about the situation, and then put us in.

As soon as I walked into the temple, my uneasiness became deeper.

I can be sure I haven't been to this place, but there is a feeling of airtightness around me. When I crossed the threshold several times, I couldn't lift my feet. Even on the next step, my feet became soft and I almost fell down.

The middle-aged monk walked in front with a lamp. His steps were very light. After a while, he took us through several Zen temples and walked onto a long corridor. This corridor was built along a wall on the right, and the left was open. There were many flowers and plants planted under the high platform, but in the night, it was lush and lush.

The monk said softly: "The front is the wing room, please follow me."

None of us spoke, we just followed quietly.

Susu seemed to be able to feel the uneasiness in my heart. She kept climbing my arm tightly and walking in this long corridor, the footsteps became louder than before. Just as we were about to reach the end of the corridor, she suddenly pointed to the side and said, "Miss, look over there!"

I looked up and saw that in the dark night, an open door appeared on the wall on my right hand. No, it was not an open door, but the door and the walls on both sides collapsed and were slightly corrected. On the other side of the door was a charred broken wall, as if it was left after a fire.

This is--

The middle-aged monk walking in front heard Su Su's voice, looked back and said simply: "Oh, that's the place where the temple has not been repaired yet. Don't go there, please follow me."

After saying that, he turned around and walked down a step.

I took a deep breath and turned to see Zhao Shuyuan behind me. She was being helped by someone. She seemed to be awake. But when I saw the collapsed wall, the door, and the charred broken wall, I suddenly felt like I was stabbed by someone. I suddenly opened my eyes in horror: "That, that's--"

Alan frowned and looked back at her.

I immediately realized something, and hurried over to protect Zhao Shuyuan, covering her eyes with one hand to prevent her from looking over there, and then urged: "Let's go quickly! Go quickly!"

The monk who led the way in front looked at us subconsciously, and I nodded apologetically at him. He didn't say anything, but just accelerated his pace.

Soon, we arrived at the wing room.

There are many houses here, but they are empty, and there are not many people living there, so so many of us can even arrange our residence. Susu and I helped Zhao Shuyuan into a larger room. As soon as we entered, Zhao Shuyuan almost fainted and fell down. We finally helped her to bed, and we saw that her face turned red and kept muttering something. When we reached out and touched her, the warmth on her face was hot.

She had a fever.

Su Su was used to taking care of others. When she saw her sick, she immediately went out. After a while, she took the cold water veil and applied it to her forehead moistly. The monk stood on the other side of the room and said softly: "Since this donor is sick, the monk went to look for it. It seemed that there were still some antipyretics in the pharmacy."

"Thank you, Master."

He waved his hand and turned around and walked out.

After a while, the young monk ran over and told us that his master had found the medicine and boiled it. He would deliver it to us later.

I thanked him. The child was already very sleepy and rubbed his eyes and left.

I then walked back and sat on the edge of the bed. Looking at Zhao Shuyuan's expression of panic even though she was in a fever and coma, she frowned deeply. She was sleeping very uneasy and kept muttering something. Her sweaty face was stained with her hair, and she showed a hint of embarrassment and aging.

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Su Su was busy for a while before she walked to me and asked softly: "Miss, what is this place?"

“…”

"And that woman, why is she coming again?"

I didn't say anything. First, my heart was also in a mess. Second, I had too many things to ask Alan, so I said, "I haven't figured out some things yet, don't ask me."

"oh……"

"Please take good care of Shuyuan. If there is anything wrong with her, come and call me immediately."

"Miss, where are you going?"

"I, I'll go out and have a look."

It was already midnight at this time. When it was supposed to be resting, Su Su advised me a few words, but when she saw that I didn't listen, she could only give me a lot of advice for more than a day before she sent me to the door.

I pushed the door and walked out.

It was already midsummer, but the heat at night was still quite cool, especially in such mountains, where the wind was chilly. As soon as I went out, I was shivering by such a gust of wind.

This quiet temple is completely integrated into the night without any sound.

But I know that this night will be a sleepless night for many people.

Thinking of this, I slowly walked out and followed the road I had just walked in. After a while, I walked to the half-depressed wall. There was no fire, and I could no longer see what the scene was on that side, but it was also a lot, and I could imagine it.

Especially, Nangong Jinhong believed so surely that no one could escape from the fire.

"What are you thinking?"

A Lan's enchanting voice sounded behind her, and a sarcastic tone. I turned around and saw her slim figure slowly walking out of the night and walking in front of me.

"Do you think of me?"

I smiled slightly: "I'm thinking about you, why did you bring us to this place."

"You said why."

Her eyes flashed in the night, and that gaze made my mood clearer. I glanced at the surroundings and then looked at her: "This is Huangze Temple, right?"

"Um."

"But, wasn't there a big fire here?"

"Well, it happened a few years ago."

"Why are there people here again, and they are still monks."

Alan chuckled: "This place was originally a temple where monks practiced. Back then, I heard that the emperor ordered the monks here to be brought to another place and built into a cemetery, as if they were specifically for someone to practice. However, the fire a few years ago burned nothing."

"Now-"

"The place is burned out, but people's hearts are still there. The monks who were taken elsewhere and the people nearby are reluctant to let go, so they privately raised some silver and built the place again, which is still called Huangze Temple. However, the monks who practiced the past, and they moved back one after another."

No wonder, it looks like it's new, but some places seem to be old again.

Huangze Temple...

Huangze Temple!

The place where Zhao Shuyuan practiced, the fire a few years ago, everyone thought she had been buried in the fire. Even if she saw her again later, she knew that she was still alive, but this place had no more meaning to me.

Until now, I'm here.

I looked up at the side of the broken wall and said softly: "Is that place just--"

Alan didn't say anything, but turned around and looked over there. After looking for a while, he chuckled and said, "If the Buddhist land is pure, it will not be purified."

We both looked at the ruins like this, and neither of us spoke again.

The night is as quiet as a glass bottle that will break when touched.

No one knows what will come out of the bottle after it is broken.
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