Acquaintance with Jun Chu is like an old man's return.

"Susu"

"Hmm"

"Susu"

"Hmm"

"Susu"

"What are you calling me like that all the time? ＂

Yin Su couldn't help but smile, this is Zhang Shaoqing's favorite little game, she always calls her Susu, but there is no follow-up, but she really likes it.

"I don't do anything, I just want to keep calling your name like this, for the rest of my life. ＂

"Okay."

Her face had the color of the morning glow, and her eyes, which had never smiled, had a joyful glow.

"Su Su looks so good when she smiles! It's as beautiful as a peach blossom fairy flying from the sky! ＂

Zhang Shaoqing's slender fingers passed through the soft and scattered hair, shallowly covering her soft cheeks, and whispered softly in her ears.

"Come closer."

Yin Suwen gently closed her eyes shyly, and the thin rays of sunlight danced happily on her long eyelashes. The appearance of this man sheds her hedgehog coat, and she sacrifices herself reverently like a docile lamb.

"Shaoqing, who is this woman? How can you hold her like this, people don't follow! ＂

A sweet and soft woman's voice suddenly sounded, and a soft and boneless figure suddenly appeared in front of the two.

"Flowers? She, how could she be here? ＂

No, Yin Suwen seemed to suddenly remember something, but it wasn't very clear. Her head hurt, it hurt like it was going to explode.

"Shaoqing, Shaoqing, my head hurts so much! ＂

She felt that she was dizzy, and she stretched out her hand to find Zhang Shaoqing but found that there was no one beside her. And Hua Yingying on the opposite side was snuggling in the arms of a man, the man was gently hugging her, and the man was obviously Zhang Shaoqing's appearance.

"Shaoqing, you, what are you doing here?! ＂

Under the thunderbolt on a sunny day, Yin Suwen desperately wanted to drag Zhang Shaoqing back from the woman's arms, but his whole body was like a nightmare, and even his shouts became weaker and weaker. The two people on the opposite side turned a deaf ear to themselves, and they were grinding their ears and temples intimately, you and I were a pair of lovers in love.

At this moment, she was speechless, but when she was anxious, she only saw her figure slowly and uncontrollably retreating, and the position of her heart was pierced into a black hole at some point, and the cold blood was gushing out, but she didn't feel any pain······

A burst of thunder exploded in the sky, and the lightning that fell with the sound struck a string of dazzling sparks on the ground, and the sparks smashed straight towards Yin Suwen.

"No!"

Sitting up suddenly, it turned out to be another terrible dream.

She woke up from a maggot nightmare, a white mist in front of her eyes, followed by an uncontrollable pain. It hurts, then it's still alive.

"Donor, are you okay?"

After burying her head in her knees for a long time, the surging pain all over her body was about to engulf Yin Suwen entirely, leaving her with the slightest respite. She was not very conscious, and she did not notice that there was another person not far from the mist.

"Donor, are you okay?"

Seeing that there was no response, the voice came again leisurely.

"Who?!"

Hearing that it was a man who spoke, Yin Suwen's first reaction was to run away in horror, but he turned around sharply and hit something unknown, and there was a muffled sound of pain.

It seems that there is a dripping sound of rain, but you can't feel the raindrops falling, and the fog is full of shadows in front of you. She could hear the sound but couldn't see anything, she didn't know whether she had woken up from her dream or had fallen into another deeper dream, and for a moment she seemed to remember everything and forget everything.

She only remembered that she seemed to have escaped to a barren Donghuang Cliff in the rain and snow and cold wind, no, she was obviously in the peach blossom forest in Yin's mansion, with Zhang Shaoqing. In the chaotic past, she is like a hedgehog lost in the heavy rain, at a loss.

A clear Buddha sound sounded at the right time, and the leisurely fragrance of sandalwood slowly wafted in.

"Amitabha! Don't be afraid! ”

With this Buddha sound, the headache was finally slightly contained, and she had to work hard to slowly piece together the past that she didn't want to think about anymore, and she should be in the mountains at this time.

"Don't worry, it's safe here."

"Where is this?"

"In a cave in the East Emperor Cliff."

"I, why am I here?"

"The donor was injured, and the poor monk happened to pass by the top of the cliff and rescued you here."

"Help me? Wounded? ”

After groping around, I found that there were several large wounds on my body, and sure enough, they had all been treated simply.

Confirming that what the other party said was true, Yin Suwen realized that his eyes could not see anything except the fog that filled the surroundings.

She tried her best to keep her eyes open, but she couldn't even see the rocks beside her. I saw a vague figure in the mist walking up to him, bringing a gust of sandalwood scented wind.

"The poor monk will help you change the medicine."

Before he could react, he felt the wound on his head start to hurt hotly, followed by a burst of coolness. Although the other party deliberately kept a distance from himself when changing the dressing, his movements were still clean and neat, which minimized his pain.

"The injury on the head will affect the eyes, keep taking the medicine, and you will regain your sight in a few days."

"Who are you? ＂

"Yunju Temple, the heart is clear. ＂

The haze day can be beautiful; The more clear, the more snow and ice are caves. The origin of the clear mind is as mysterious as this sutra says. In the middle of the night when the snow fell into the city, when he was still a baby, he was abandoned in front of the Yunju Temple, and when the old abbot with tears in his eyes trembled and picked him up, he kept saying: "The day of the haze can be beautiful; The more clear, the cave ice and snow; The standard of Hangzhou, the sky. ”

Xinche, this is his destined name, just like his identity as a reincarnated spirit child, it has long been agreed in the dark. They called it fate, and Xinche said that it was providence.

"Why save me? ＂

Leaning on the stone wall dejectedly, Yin Su's question was like a weak question, and it was like a self-deprecation that didn't need to be answered.

Every pain in her body made her confirm the scene at this moment. This is not a dream, she was rescued from the rain and snow of the East Emperor Cliff. The man on the other side was just a kind monk passing by, not him, and his own eyes really couldn't see anything.

"My Buddha is compassionate, saving is saving, there is no reason. It's your stuff and some dry food. ＂

In his hand, two roasted dry food and a warm jade pendant were stuffed, and the word "long" was deeply engraved on the smooth jade bottom.

This is half of Luan Feng's double wear, and the other half is engraved with a "bow", in Zhang Shaoqing's hand. He once said that the men of the Zhang family always have a bow in their hands, fight the world, and establish a great cause that attracts the attention of thousands of people, and the women of the Zhang family always want to live forever in the palace of eternal life, and fall in love when they are immortal, and enjoy the glory of thousands of people's attention.

Yin Suwen clutched the half of the jade pendant and refused to move, and the broken nails were deeply embedded in the palm of his hand without noticing. Drops of blood flowed down the palm of his hand on the jade pendant, from bright red to dark red, outlining the traces of the demon.