When he woke up from his sleep, he found himself lying on a rock at the foot of the mountain. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Where is this stilted building, and there is no old woman in black at all. Was it just a dream? It was already dawn, and an old man with a basket on his back walked past the foot of the mountain.

"Uncle, where is this? I remember there was a stilted building here, why is it missing? He stopped the old man and asked.

"Stilted building?" The uncle wondered, "There has never been a stilted building here, can you be mistaken?" ”

"Is this the address on this paper?" The man took a piece of paper out of his pocket and handed it to the man.

The uncle looked at it and said: "It's the address of our village, but there is no stilted building here, this place is a scenic spot in our village - Sansheng Stone, listen to the legend of the older generation, if there is a fate to lie on this stone to sleep, you can dream of the things of the previous life." There are also many people who come here to spend the night, and I don't know if I really dreamed of my past life? The uncle said with a smile.

"Have you ever met this person?" The man pulled out another photograph from his pocket, showing a beautiful young woman standing under a cherry blossom tree with a smile.

The old man picked up the photo and looked at it carefully, then shook his head and returned the photo to the man, "We don't have this person here, you can look elsewhere." The uncle walked away as he spoke.

The man looked at the back of the uncle in disappointment, he put the photo and the note back in his pocket, picked up the backpack on the stone, and was about to leave. Suddenly, he found an orange flower pressed under his backpack, and when he picked it up, it turned out to be the kind of flower he had seen in his dream.

It turned out that everything was true, he saw her, she had left him forever, his heart seemed to sink to the bottom of the sea, he knew that he had lost everything.

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Half a month later, we received a letter from my uncle, in which he told us a magical story. In the end, he said let's not go to him again, he has already become a monk in Wutai Mountain Eight Merit Shuixilai Temple.

(Volume 2 to be continued)