The next day, Xiao Yiran's master and servant, learning the lesson of yesterday, went into the city after breakfast to buy the necessary items, so that they could return early, and if they came back in the afternoon, they would not be like yesterday, so that the guests would not wait for a long time. Generally, most of the guests who come to the painting boat for recreation, if there is not any festive event, choose to come in the evening. Therefore, the most lively time on the Qinhuai River is at night, so there is a saying that "the sound of oars and lights and shadows of Qinhuai at night".

When they came to the city to buy the required items, seeing that the time was still early, the three of them had not been to the Confucius Temple for a long time, so they took advantage of the fact that there was still more than an hour before the lunch time and came to the Confucius Temple. The Confucius Temple happened to be next to the Qiufu Tribute Academy, and the students all entered the exam to take the exam, and the Confucius Temple on this day did not seem to be noisy in the past. Street vendors are still selling hard, but there are very few customers.

Confucius Temple occupies a large area, there is a pond at the entrance of the temple, which is the famous Pan Pond, and next to the Pan Pond is a huge shadow wall. The pattern of the double dragon playing with pearls depicted on the shadow wall, the two golden dragons, are vivid and lifelike.

"Miss, shall we go into the temple to have a look?"

"It's good to go in and have a look, there are fewer people today, but you can have a good tour."

Xiao Yiran, who was watching the shadow wall, heard Musk Yue's words, and immediately nodded in agreement. Xiao Yiran was in front, Qingwen and Musk Yue were half a step behind, one left and one right accompanied Xiao Yiran on both sides.

After entering the Confucius Temple, first there is the Lingxing Gate, after the Lingxing Gate is the big city gate, and then it is the Dacheng Palace. There is a statue of the saint of Confucius in the Dacheng hall. Xiao Yiran saw that there were a few talented people who were kowtowing in the hall. After standing behind and watching for a while, he turned around and crossed the Dacheng Hall to the Mingde Hall in the back.

"Miss, why didn't you go and worship Saint Kong just now?"

"We don't take the imperial examination, what's the use of worshipping his old man?"

"Can you pray for the blessings of your future children?"

Qingwen said it casually, and Xiao Yiran and Musk Yue both turned their heads to look at her, and Qingwen realized that she had said it. His face flushed, and he hurriedly covered it up:

"Sooner or later, girls will get married."

When Xiao Yiran heard Qingwen's words, his thoughts involuntarily flew back to the Northern Song Dynasty and thought of Lin Chenlai. Just as Xiao Yiran was pondering, Qingwen suddenly shouted:

"Miss, look, it's those two teenagers."

Xiao Yiran raised his head and followed the direction of Qingwen's finger, and sure enough, he saw a shadow dressed in white, turning the corner of the east corner of Mingde Hall, and flashing behind Mingde Hall. Xiao Yiran subconsciously followed closely, but when they turned the corner, although they saw that there were tourists in the open space in front of the Zunjing Pavilion, they couldn't find the white-clothed figure just now.

"Strange, really weird."

Qingwen muttered, still looking around, looking around, looking around, but finding nothing, and said to Xiao Yiran again:

"Miss, why is it that we have all seen it in the blink of an eye? It was the same last time at the City God Temple, so it can't really be a ghost, right? ”

As he spoke, he shrunk his neck.

"When have you ever seen a ghost appear in a temple?"

Xiao Yiran faintly felt in his heart that the figure in white just now really looked like a poplar. Recalling the two meetings with Poplar, the dragon saw the beginning but not the end, and it seemed that they all appeared out of thin air, and then disappeared out of thin air. Xiao Yiran really can't say who Poplar is, or who he used to be, but he feels that every time he sees Poplar, he has a sense of déjà vu in his heart, and every time Poplar disappears, his heart will be empty, and it will even bring heartache for no reason.

Standing in the open space in front of the Zun Jing Pavilion in a daze, Xiao Yiran said for a long time:

"It's almost time, we should go back."

Suddenly finding that the young lady had become listless, Musk Yue, who had always rarely spoken, asked:

"Does Miss have something on her mind?"

Xiao Yiran shook his head, glanced at Musk Yue and Qingwen, and asked them:

"You really haven't dreamed of it, and in your dreams someone taught you a mantra?"

The two girls were stunned by Xiao Yiran's question, and shook their heads decisively.

Xiao Yiran remembered that time on Kongtong Mountain, in Xu Ying's sister's cave, the three of them had drunk thousand-year-old stone milk together, and at that time, Sister Xu Ying also taught them a mantra, so that they could guide the meridians in their bodies according to the formula, because of the heat flow brought by the thousand-year-old stone milk, and run in the meridians in an orderly manner.

"Let's go, let's go back."

On August 16 of the ninth year of the Taiping Rejuvenation of the Northern Song Dynasty, in the room of the Yanshan Mansion, after watching the scene in front of him broken a little bit, he found himself lying in the painting boat on the Qinhuai River in Hongwu of the Ming Dynasty, and the time was still August 16, but it was back from night to afternoon. Along with the two girls, they also appeared here. What's even more strange is that the body is still the same body, but there is an extra memory of this era and living in the painting boat. Xiao Yiran has always been puzzled by this matter, and always hopes to find clues through Guò's own thinking and analysis, so as to figure out which life is real and which life is a dream.

"What if both lives are true?"

Walking on the way back to the painting boat, Xiao Yiran suddenly had such an idea.

"However, if both lives are real, how to explain this one and only one? Taking a step back, even if the ** of the two lives is the same, why don't you have the memories of the first three lives in your mind in this life? ”

The more Xiao Yiran thought about it, the more confused he became, shook his head vigorously, put down the entangled questions in his mind, and began to enjoy the scenery along the way.

Back in the painting boat, after lunch, Xiao Yiran locked himself in the room, and after taking a short rest, he began to practice the soul refining technique in his mind, as well as the mantra taught by Xu Ying's sister to guide the heat flow in the meridians in his body to run slowly. Xiao Yiran remembered the last paragraph of the Soul Refining Technique: As long as you are successful in cultivation, you can freely shuttle through time and space. At that time, you can go back to August of the ninth year of Taiping Xingguo in the Northern Song Dynasty and go to Yanshan Mansion to see, maybe you can find the answer, maybe you can't say.

For a long time, because he felt that the Yuan Shen was a little afraid of the sun, Xiao Yiran rarely escaped from the Yuan Shen during the day, and today he tried to escape from the Yuan Shen, staying in the sunlight shining in from the window for a while, Xiao Yiran found that he could no longer feel the initial fear. So boldly, he went out through the window, and Genshin came to the deck of the painting boat, bathed in the warm sunshine of the autumn afternoon.

At this time, the whole painting boat was quiet, because there were no guests, Qingwen, Musk Yue, and several old mothers in charge of the kitchen and sprinkling were resting in their respective rooms. Xiao Yiran's primordial spirit floated to the top of the painting boat for a while and sat down cross-legged.

Not only is his sun and moon boat quiet, but the entire Qinhuai River is silent. Except for a few small sampans paddling slowly, almost all the painting boats, because it was afternoon and the sun was already in the west, so they were docked under the shade of trees on the west bank of the Qinhuai River, and the river suddenly seemed wider.

Xiao Yiran's gaze rippled with the small sampan in the center of the river, moving slowly. There was not a trace of wind in the sky, and the ripples from the sampan had become very small when they spread to the vicinity of the boat, and the shadow of the boat reflected in the water swayed with the slight ripples, like a crumpled canvas. Xiao Yiran looked at the reflection in the water, and suddenly found the shadow of his primordial god.

"How is this possible?!"

This surprise was not small, Xiao Yiran shouted unconsciously.

"The original god is the soul of a person, just like the ghost of a dead person, whether it is in the sunlight or the moonlight, even in the light, there can be no shadow."

Xiao Yiran looked at the shadow in the water in a daze, opened his eyes widely, and said to himself.

"Why does my Genshin have a shadow?"

Xiao Yiran couldn't help but look down at his Yuan Shen body, this look surprised Xiao Yiran even more, I don't know when his Yuan Shen body was so condensed, just like a real person. Even the blood vessels on the hands can be seen clearly. Xiao Yiran raised a hand, turned to the sun, and saw that the sun was shining on the palm of his hand, looking at the back of his hand, it could really block the sun.

"How so?"

Xiao Yiran stood up and turned around, and there was indeed a clear shadow under his feet. Xiao Yiran didn't care about looking at it anymore, and immediately floated back to the room, Xiao Yiran wondered in his heart whether it was his own Yuan Shen or his own body that appeared outside. After returning to the room, seeing that there was still a self sitting on the bed, Xiao Yiran could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart, and opened his mouth to shout:

"I have two bodies."

Xiao Yiran's unrelenting shout immediately woke up Qingwen and Musk Yue next door. I heard the questioning voices of the two people outside the door:

"Miss, what's wrong with Miss?"

Xiao Yiran realized his gaffe, and hurriedly said outside:

"It's okay, I had a dream just now, and now it's okay."

When there was no sound outside, Xiao Yiran returned the Yuan Shen to the body, came to the room, and walked around a few steps. Seeing that there was nothing unusual, Xiao Yiran was sure that it was indeed his Yuan Shen who went out just now.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yiran couldn't help but wonder again.

The Yuan Shen has reached the point of flesh and blood, could it be said that it is only his own Yuan Shen who left the Northern Song Dynasty Yanshan Mansion and came here, is the body still there? If that were the case, would that body still be alive and well? In order to understand the doubts in happiness, Xiao Yiran escaped from the Yuan Shen again, wanting to control the physical activities on the bed to take a look. The result was disappointing to Xiao Yiran, his body was motionless, and he was completely just a shell.

"Wouldn't it? Could it be that what he left in the Yanshan Mansion in the Northern Song Dynasty was just a soulless body, wouldn't that be a dead man? ”

Xiao Yiran suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, if it was really as he guessed, how should his parents grieve in that life? Isn't it the same as the life of the university, to suffer the pain of losing the beloved daughter?

"It won't be like this, it won't be like this."

Xiao Yiran didn't believe that it would be like this, and he couldn't believe that it would be so.

For a while, Xiao Yiran stood in the room again, deep in thought.