Xi Yan had already arranged it in advance.

So when they got there, a staff member came up and led them to the cable car.

This cable car is open-air and is not enclosed in a tin box.

Huo Qiyue sat on it, and with the movement of the cable car, she felt the feeling of being blown by the breeze.

The vegetation of Duhuang Mountain is very dense, and the cable car is not blindly built very high.

Huo Qiyue lowered his head, and he could see the scene in the woods and the mountain passage that had been artificially built before.

She leaned on the cable car relaxed, enjoying the cool breeze.

I felt like I was surrounded by another warm hand.

Huo Qiyue opened her eyes and couldn't help but look over.

Xi Yan was grabbing one of her hands and playing with it in his palm.

Huo Qiyue watched his movements, and the corners of her mouth twitched, "You're still addicted to playing." ”

Xi was tired of hearing the words, unmoved, and continued to play with her slender pink fingers.

Huo Qiyue also gave up struggling and let him play.

She glanced ahead.

This ropeway is very long, plus it seems to be for the experience of tourists, so the cable car travels slowly.

If you want to reach the end of the ropeway, it is estimated that it will take more than ten minutes.

"Is the end of the ropeway the Duhuang Temple?"

Xi Yan nodded slightly.

"What are we going to do at the Duhuang Temple? Do you believe the saying of praying for blessings and asking for lots?"

Huo Qiyue asked curiously.

Because in her opinion, Xi Yan is so indifferent and cold, and she doesn't look like a person who would believe in such a thing.

"I just wish. ”

Xi Yan said four words lightly, and then did not say anything again.

Huo Qiyue had doubts in her heart and reached the end of the ropeway.

After walking out of the ropeway, you will see the door plaque of the temple.

The hundred-year-old temple stands there, even if it is old, the temple has been weathered, but it still stands on the Duhuang Mountain with perseverance.

The scratches and mutilations on the walls are the marks left by the vicissitudes of time.

Today is the weekend, and the people who come to the temple are basically the people around you.

The incense burns in the Duhuang Temple, and tourists come and go, walking through the stone road full of age.

People who come to the temple will generally go straight to the main hall of the temple in the middle to pray for blessings and offer fireworks.

Huo Qiyue originally thought that Xi Yan would also go to the main hall in the middle like those tourists, but he took her straight to the back of the main hall.

The back of the main hall is a convenient place for the monks in the temple to practice and rest, and there are few tourists who come to the rear.

Huo Qiyue followed him in, and as soon as he walked to the back, he saw a ginkgo tree with thick branches and dense leaves standing there.

This ginkgo tree, which is hundreds of years old, is rumored to have existed at the beginning of the establishment of the Duhuang Temple.

Nowadays, it is also like the incense in this temple, growing continuously.

Xi Yan led her to a courtyard and stopped.

There were a few young monks in the courtyard who were practicing and cleaning, and when they saw the two of them coming in, they all stopped what they were doing.

Two of the older monks glanced at each other.

Eventually, one of them walked up.

His hands are folded, his eyebrows are calm, and the breath around him is particularly calm and soothing.

Huo Qiyue saw at first glance that the monks here were different from the monks outside.

The monks here are truly detached from the world.

"Amitabha, Lord Xi Shi, I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

"Where's the liberation? ”

Xi Yan's expression was faint, making it impossible for people to peek into his true thoughts at this time.

The monk's expression remained unchanged, but his waist bowed slightly, "Two donors, please wait a moment." ”

After that, the monk walked into the hall behind them.

Huo Qiyue glanced around curiously.

The courtyard was surprisingly quiet, except for the monks who practiced and cleaned.

There was only the slight sound of movement and the rustling of the wind through the leaves.

Not long after the monk stepped into the hall, he walked out.

He stood at the door of the main hall and clasped his hands together, "Two donors, there is an invitation from the master of Shikong." ”

Xi Yan tugged at Huo Qiyue's hand and called her back from her random gaze.

She glanced at Xi Yan, and then followed him into the main hall.

Behind the main hall, there is a monk who is meditating.

He was facing them, his face looked very old, but the aura around him was very peaceful.

Presumably, this is the master of the void that Xi Yan is looking for.

There were two futons in front of Master Shikong, and Huo Qiyue sat down on one of them with Xi Yan.

Then she looked around with some curiosity.

Behind this hall, the top of the column stands.

Only a small row of windows peeked through the walls, and only two small rows of candles were placed in the room next to the place where Master Shikong sit.

The atmosphere inexplicably became solemn.

After the two of them sat down on the futon, Master Shikong slowly opened his eyes.

His skin was already visibly loose, but his old eyes flashed with an incomparably clear look.

When he saw Huo Qiyue beside Xi Yan, a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes.

"Lord Xi Shi, but come to repay the vow. ”

Master Shikong kept the meditation movements unchanged and spoke slowly.

His voice was faint and hoarse, as if he had only a few breaths left to live.

But the momentum of those words is not weak.

When Huo Qiyue heard Master Shikong say the word 'vow', her eyes flashed slightly.

Wish?

Xi Yan once made a wish in the Duhuang Temple.

Just when Huo Qiyue was thinking nonsense, she raised her head slightly, and met the blazing eyes of Master Shikong.

His eyes were full of detached comfort and shrewdness to see through everything, and Huo Qiyue felt that he had been seen through for a while.

She smiled a little awkwardly.

Master Shikong's eyebrows were much softer, and he nodded lightly at Huo Qiyue.

"Yes. ”

Xi Yan suddenly spoke, and then he added, "But it's not enough, it's not over yet." ”

The room fell silent again, and after a while, the Master of Liberation let out a deep sigh.

Xi Yan took Huo Qiyue's hand and stood up, Huo Qiyue was a little confused, but she still stood up.

She gave Xi Yan a strange look, looking at the thick clouds rolling in his eyes, and knew that he had something to say to Master Shikong alone.

It just so happened that she couldn't understand what riddle was going on between the two people, so she let go of Xi Yan's hand.

"You talk first, I'll wait for you outside. ”

She was curious, but she was also worried.

After all, this Duhuang Temple is not easy to look at, and the eyes of Master Shikong just now seem to have completely seen through her.

In order to avoid exposing herself more, Huo Qiyue took the initiative to leave first.

Xi Yan didn't stop her, looking at her departing back.

It wasn't until Huo Qiyue walked out of the room that Xi Yan withdrew his gaze.

When he turned around, he found Master Shikong looking at him with a smile on his lips.

“... She's really back. ”