Standing downstairs in the community, Princess Huaxian looked up at the floor where she lived during this time, and watched the potted plants that were said to be planted by the original owner of this body finally bloomed with small off-white flowers.

"Can I come here again?" she asked softly.

Meng Po said: "I will send you back." ”

If the soul leaves, there will naturally be no chance of returning.

"That's enough. Princess Huaxian sighed lightly, and then turned back to thank Meng Po, "Thank you for all these days!" The smile on her face was faint but sincere, although she was grateful from the bottom of her heart, she couldn't help but practice that soft, elegant and strange etiquette.

As I said before, Princess Hua Xian is smart and clever, and it is because of her rather intriguing expression every time she salutes that she can understand some problems.

Congyun Temple is a thousand-year-old temple, far away from the downtown, monopolizing a mountain of forests, mottled buildings precipitate the Buddha's will, with a long history, and the incense is prosperous.

Meng Po and the two of them, led by Xiao Shami, went directly to an old courtyard in Congyun Temple.

At the gate of the courtyard, the little novice said: "The abbot lives here, and the two donors please take care of themselves." ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for the courtyard door to open, so he politely said goodbye and left.

Meng Po pushed open the courtyard door, only to see that there was only a lonely house in the courtyard of Nuoda, a grape in front of the house, three or two peach and plum fruit trees around, and the rest of the space was opened up into a very lush vegetable garden, cabbage, eggplant, tomatoes, pumpkins, cucumbers, beans, vines, under the careful counting, the types of vegetables reached one or twenty kinds, and the results were quite gratifying.

Under the vines, someone was putting down his hoe, and after a simple hand cleaning, he lowered his sleeves and sat down on a rattan chair, intending to rest for a while. When he heard the door open, he turned around. Although he was dressed in a gray cloth with a little mud, it still did not affect the slightest sense of amazement of others.

The master who turned back has a very good-looking appearance, both clear and cold and holy, which makes people want to see it and fear the slightest blasphemy, it is the young monk who once appeared in Yangou Town.

"Master Meng, long time no see!" The good-looking monk put down the mobile phone he had just taken out in his hand, got up and saluted seriously.

As soon as Meng Po saw the ceremony, "Master of karma, I'm bothered." ”

"Master Meng doesn't have to be so polite!" said earnestly, "The poor monk can't afford it. As he spoke, he invited Meng Po and the others to sit down on the rattan chair under the grape trellis, and poured two cups of herbal tea for the two of them.

After listening to Meng Po's intentions, karma sighed: "Master Meng's technique is profound, and it is beyond the reach of poor monks. "After all, according to what Meng Po said, it was already more than half a month ago, but she didn't come here until today, obviously knowing that she was going back to the temple today.

"It's overrated. "Meng Po together," Princess Huaxian lost some memories, I can't ask where she came from, and I don't know where Yuan An's soul went. And you only have the spiritual power to calculate cause and effect in the world, so you can only bother. ”

"It's an honor for a poor monk to be able to share the worries of Lord Meng!" Yin Yuan looked at Princess Huaxian, and after a while, he said with some shock on his face, "Although the donor is not a person of this era, the knot is not in the illusory world, but in the present world." ”

Meng Po said: "Maybe you can see who and where?"

"Yes. "Karma," it just takes some time. ”

Since she had been waiting indifferently for more than half a month, Meng Po was naturally not in a hurry, and had lunch in the courtyard of karma, so she sat cross-legged on the futon in front of the window of the living hall and waited patiently for two hours.

Two hours later, karma opened his eyes, took the incense burner and thread in front of Princess Huaxian, and said:

"The man's name is Song Yan. ”

"Song Yan?" Princess Hua Xian muttered, suddenly shuddered, and took a step back.

Meng Po said: "Do you know this person?"

"I don't know. Princess Huaxian's face turned pale and shook her head, "It's just that when I heard this name, I felt distressed." ”

The abbot of karma was extremely efficient, and at this time he was already sitting cross-legged in front of the computer, crackling on the keyboard, and at the end of the conversation between the two, he said:

"This person also lives in Liaocheng, is a lawyer, it is not difficult to find, he has a cousin who seems to be quite famous, surnamed Ji Minghui. ”

"Ji Hui?" Meng Po said, "There is indeed a relationship. ”

Karma said: "Then we have to solve it quickly, this Song Yan donor's condition is not very good, and he has been in a coma for about a month." ”

After knowing that the other party was Meng Poyi, and briefly explained the reason, he frankly said that Song Yan had indeed been in a coma for about a month, and now he had been sent to Jiuxuanzong, and let a few people go directly.

During the time when Meng Po and Ji Hui were in contact, the abbot of karma had finished bathing and changing clothes, and said to Meng Po: "This kind of entanglement between the past and the present life must enter the soul realm before it can be concluded. I wonder if Master Meng Shi can mind and let the poor monk go with him to gain some knowledge?"

Meng Po didn't care, she didn't even raise any more doubts, and the three of them rushed directly to the direction of Jiuxuanzong.

Jiuxuanzong is located in the downtown area, a high-rise building shining in the sun in addition to the three big characters of "Jiuxuanzong", there is no other signboard, it is very a bit of a time to advance and wealthy.

Ji Hui personally went downstairs to greet him, first greeted Meng Po and one or two, and when he saw the karma following behind, he was slightly stunned for a moment, and quickly nodded and said:

"Master, meet again!"

Karma returned the salute with his hands together, and said bluntly: "Master Ji forgive me, the poor monk never remembered seeing the donor." ”

Ji Hui was slightly stunned by his straightforward answer, and soon smiled again, and the smile went straight to the depths of his eyes, "The master has never been mistaken! It was Ji who had seen the master, and he was presumptuous this time." ”

Hua Qirong, the sect leader of the Nine Xuan Sect, originally thought that it was Ji Dang's guest, and followed Ji Hui to the hall in person in line with etiquette, but who knew that after seeing Meng Poyi, he was directly stunned in place, obviously looking a wise and martial appearance, but he was a little stunned.

"Zisan...... Sect Master?" Hua Qirong looked at Meng Poyi, and there was more excitement on the face of the young man chasing the stars.

Ji Hui said: "This is Miss Meng Po and Miss Meng, does Sect Master Hua know?"

"Miss Meng?" Hua Qirong couldn't come back to his senses.

"I'm sorry. The secretary beside Sect Master Hua said, "Miss Meng, please forgive me, the Sect Master has a lot of respect for the first head of the Nine Xuan Sect, Zisang Sect Master, how can I see that Miss Meng's appearance is a little similar to the portrait handed down by the Sect Master Zisang, and I was too excited for a while." ”

A few people next to him retorted silently in their hearts, just like this fan brother, where is just a little admiration! This is just to see a similar look, if you see a real person, you must not bow directly to the ground?

Meng Po was extremely calm, still taking a slight step back with an expressionless face, and said, "I'm sorry, Sect Master Hua recognized the wrong person!"

Hua Qirong finally reacted and returned to the demeanor of a sect master, but in the face of Meng Po, he still subconsciously felt a little more respectful for a while, and said with a slight bow: "It's the presumptuous of this sect, Miss Meng, please forgive me!"

Several of them were not polite and tactful, Hua Qirong knew that the situation was urgent, and directly took the three of them to Song Yan's temporary residence.

Looking at the handsome man lying on the bed in a blue straight robe, Princess Huaxian's brows furrowed slightly, as if she remembered something, and even her face turned pale, and she was short of breath and a little out of breath. When he looked up and saw Meng Po looking at him, he gritted his teeth and tried to say intermittently:

"Miss Meng, I'm sorry, I still can't remember, it's just ...... Looking at this face, I was very sad, and my heart hurt very much. It seemed that I had been staying somewhere before, and suddenly I saw this person, and I was very displeased, so I ran everywhere, and then ran and ran, and left that place. ”

"Looks like you're not looking for the wrong person. As soon as Meng Po took the tea brought by the Hua family's maid and handed it to her, she said, "If you can't look at it, don't look at it, it doesn't matter if you can't think of it, now that you have found someone, I will send you back." ”

Princess Huaxian learned the etiquette of modern people, bowed deeply and said, "Thank you, Miss Meng." ”

Ji Hui frowned slightly at this scene and asked, "Mr. Yuan, is this?" The behavior was quite strange, not to mention, and it seemed that he was involved with his cousin.

I just briefly talked about it before, and Meng Po talked about Princess Huaxian again. After Ji Hui listened, he was silent for a moment, and sighed: "Is it a past life and this life?" This makes sense, Song Yan has suffered from nightmares since he was a child, and his personality has become more and more silent in recent years. ”

Hua Qirong said: "Jiuxuanzong is ashamed of the trust entrusted to Ji Dangjia, Mr. Song's soul has left his body, and it seems that he is no longer in the present world. ”

Meng Po said: "I can already confirm that Mr. Song's soul is in the soul realm, since it is intact, go and bring it back." ”

"Soul Realm?" Sect Master Hua was taken aback again, and hurriedly asked, "Dare to ask Miss Meng, but is it the rumored soul to attract people?"

After receiving an affirmative answer, Hua Qirong was relieved again, after all, he looked so similar to his Nine Xuanzong Founding Sect Master, and some abilities were normal.

Hearing that he was going to enter the soul realm, Ji Hui seemed to be quite interested, and politely asked him if he could also go, and Meng Poyi naturally had an indifferent attitude. So Ji Hui asked for a longer delay, and when things happened suddenly, he had to arrange something first.

This is naturally understandable to everyone, after all, he is the head of the Ji family, and it is strange that he can be the shopkeeper at any time.

Jiuxuanzong can occupy a building in the downtown area, so it is naturally rich and popular. Although the sect disciples and external employees who came and went were quiet in accordance with the rules, they still gave people a sense of hustle and bustle. And because of the sect master's extra hospitality, Meng Poyi finally couldn't help but find an excuse to leave temporarily, and found an open-air garden balcony to get a moment of peace.

Although the garden is in the air, it is very well maintained, and each flower and tree is not only a famous species, but also very particular about the placement of each other, which sets off each other and intertwines, giving birth to a faint aura surrounding it.

Before he could clear up for a moment, he was interrupted again.

"Hey, who are you?" said in a crisp voice, but his tone was rather sharp and unkind, "This is not a place where anyone can come, why are you here?"