The monstrous flood was pervasive, Wang Mei was in it, only to feel that it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe, and she struggled with all her strength, trying to get rid of the fate of being submerged. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The constant sound of running water washed over all her senses, making her float and feel the threat of death.

"Go north...... Go north to ......"

The ancient sound that disappeared in the gourd world sounded again, and the ancient sound revealed the endless vastness, which seemed to be a kind of guidance and a temptation.

"Mother...... Mother ......"

She murmured unconsciously, and a familiar male voice sounded in her ear:

"Ah Mei, hold on a little longer, and you will be at Qingliang Temple soon. ”

"Mother...... I'm going to...... buried his mother...... "Wang Mei's consciousness was dazed, but he was still thinking about the unfinished things before.

"Don't worry, I have buried Mrs. Wang and everyone in the palace, you can sleep in peace. ”

As the voice spoke longer and longer, Wang Mei gradually remembered the name of the speaker, it was Meng Seal, it was Ah Seal...... Ah Seal, is credible......

This last thought flashed, and Wang Mei fell deeper into darkness again.

An early morning birdsong woke Wang Mei from his slumber. The sandalwood on the tip of her nose made her not know where she was for a while, and she clearly remembered that she wanted to move her mother's body, but she was crushed under her because she had no strength......

She clearly remembered that her chest was about to explode, and she clearly remembered that everything had fallen into darkness, and now this was ...... Underworld?

Her reverie ended in a whispered conversation outside the door.

"Host!" the clear child's voice evoked the title that Wang Mei didn't want to hear now.

"Is the benefactor awake?" a low, slightly hoarse voice, generous with a little compassion, was the standard voice of the temple host.

"There hasn't been any movement. The little novice replied.

Then, Wang Mei heard a sound of footsteps, and with a "squeak", the door was pushed open, and the host's bald head reflected the bright sunlight and pierced straight into Wang Mei's empty eyes.

"The female benefactor, now that she has woken up, would you like to talk to the old man?"

The old monk was dressed in a vermilion robe, and after entering the door, he sat at the head of Wang Mei's bed, and his movements were neat, not at all like an old man who had already been in his sixtieth year.

"Master's advice, Ah Mei is already familiar with it, I don't know how long Ah Mei has been asleep?"

Wang Mei did not follow his topic, but asked about the time.

The old monk was not angry because of this, and he replied to Wang Mei's question in a kind manner:

"It has been two days since the benefactor was sent to the monastery by his companions. ”

"So, there's a lot of trouble here. She nodded, thanking her in a matter-of-fact manner. Then there was silence.

Wang Mei did not speak, the old monk did not speak, and the strange silence in the room spread, like sandalwood wafting from the incense burner, and the whole wing room was covered with threads.

"Although I know that the female benefactor has made up her mind, the old man still has to persuade the donor, when is the time to repay the wrongs......"

In the end, it was the old monk who couldn't stand the lower and lower air pressure in the room, and took the lead in opening his mouth. Wang Mei's eyes were closed, without the slightest sign of opening, breathing slowly, and it seemed that he had fallen asleep.

The old host didn't say anything after all, the Buddha beads in his hand turned, recited the Buddha name, and just wanted to get up, he heard the girl on the bed speak again:

"Presiding, how long do you want to keep my Chixiao Sword?"

"Amitabha, I'm afraid the donor has misunderstood. It's not that the old man is greedy for the donor's finances, but that the Chixiao Sword is the sword of the emperor, and the female donor may not be able to suppress her anger. ”

"What will happen if you can't hold it down? Will you be devoured by the sword spirit? Or will you kill yourself?"

Wang Mei's eyes only opened at this time, and he looked at the old host sitting at the head of his bed in black and white, and the ridicule in it disappeared in a flash.

"Would the donor be willing to go north with the old man?"

Unexpectedly, the old monk suddenly asked questions, and the content of the question made Wang Mei regain his calm eyes, and his pupils suddenly shrank, and he was going north again.

That Taoist wants to take himself north, the ancient sound in the dream wants to go north by himself, and now the presiding officer of this Qingliang Temple also wants to take himself north? What kind of treasure is there in the north, so that both Buddhism and Taoism are vying to go north?

Thinking of this, Wang Mei suddenly had a plan in her heart, and she replied unhurriedly: "The host is a step late." ”

When the old monk heard this, he was surprised and a little clear, and although he didn't show it on his face, Wang Mei saw a trace of chagrin in the depths of his eyes—that was enough.

"Ah Mei has made an appointment with a Taoist chief to meet tomorrow at the mass grave. After that, Ah Mei will go north with the Taoist leader. ”

Sure enough, at the mention of the Taoist leader, the face of the old monk opposite became calmer, but his slightly tense jaw still revealed the secret of his clenched teeth in his mouth.

"I don't know, the host said that he went north, but in the same direction?"

Wang Mei didn't seem to see the host's small movements, but his tone was slightly curious.

The same direction?!Of course it's the same direction!Not only is it the same direction, but the place they want to go is the same!

The host roared in his heart, but his face was still calm, he vigorously controlled the speed at which his fingers twisted the rosary, and his words were as smooth as ever:

"I don't know much about the Daomen. Lao Wei was just entrusted by the host of Jinyang Chongshan Temple to take the girl to Jinyang Wangjia Temple for a while. ”

"Jinyang Wang's family?"

Somehow, when the host heard Wang Mei's voice, his heart jumped instinctively - the other party was obviously calm and even a little happy, why did he hear a fierce taste.

He raised his eyes again, wanting to confirm his feelings, but saw Wang Mei's pair of phoenix eyes shining, as if they were a combination of yearning, expectation, and longing. Where was the ruthlessness he had just heard?

The host couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart: Obviously she is just a sister-in-law who is not a gift, how can she think so much? It seems that you really can't do bad things, even if it's to save more people......

Just before the host was immersed in a deeper level of thought, Wang Mei's voice sounded again:

"If that's the case, that's a pity. Originally, my mother and I discussed meeting in Jinyang. Master, my mother's body, is it okay? I was in a coma and I dreamed that someone told me that he would help me bury my mother, but is it true?"

Originally, when he heard the first sentence, the host opened his mouth to say what he wanted to say, but he was blocked back by Wang Mei's series of questions. He moistened his lips in disguise, and then said:

"However, it was a strong man surnamed Meng who sent you. Mrs. Wang has also been buried in the ground. ”

"In this way, I am relieved. "You can quietly watch you fight each other to the death, and you don't have to worry about it.

The old monk didn't expect Wang Mei to only say such a sentence, and he didn't even ask the strong man surnamed Nameng, so he closed his eyes again, obviously unwilling to say more, but he was unwilling to leave like this at this time.

After knowing that the Taoist priest had already made an appointment to go north with her first, he couldn't do it anyway, but he didn't do anything. It's just that at this time, he can't rush it......

As if thinking of something, the monk recited the Buddha name in a low voice, then got up and walked out.

On the bed in the house, Wang Mei opened her eyes and looked at the high roof, no one knew what she was thinking......