Chu Mohan saw that Su Wan didn't look awake.

"Wan'er, do you know that you talked in your sleep last night."

Su Wan was stunned for a moment, did she talk in her sleep last night?

Thinking of last night's dream, Su Wan was a little flustered, could she have said something she shouldn't have said?

"I ...... What did I say? ”

Chu Mohan thought about it very seriously; "I didn't hear clearly."

He really didn't hear what Su Wanmeng said.

Su Wan exhaled and startled him.

After breakfast, Su Wan said; "Nine Emperor Princes, will I take you to Nanshan Temple today?"

Chu Mohan raised his eyes to look at Su Wan and said excitedly; "Okay! Okay! Just ......"

"Just what?"

"This Nanshan Temple doesn't seem to accept pilgrims usually."

Su Wan didn't know that Nanshan Temple did not accept pilgrims at other times except for the end of the year and the beginning of the year.

Su Wan frowned; "You mean, if you want to go to Nanshan Temple, you can only wait until the end of the year?"

Chu Mohan nodded.

There were still many months left before the end of the year, she couldn't wait that long, that dream was too unbelievable, she should try her luck, she had to meet this carefree master today.

Su Wan exchanged Xing'er for her and asked her to prepare a carriage.

Apricot prepared the carriage in a moment.

Driving namelessly, Su Wan and Chu Mohan sat in the carriage and went to Nanshan Temple on the outskirts of Beijing.

From the Nine Emperors' Mansion to the Nanshan Temple on the outskirts of Beijing, it didn't take an hour.

The carriage stopped at the foot of the mountain, and Nanshan Temple was located on the top of the mountain, so the carriage could not go up, so the three of them had to walk.

Fortunately, the mountain is not very high, and the three of them came to the gate of Nanshan Temple.

Nameless stepped forward and knocked on the door.

The temple door opened, and a young monk about twelve or thirteen years old poked his head out, looked at the nameless who knocked on the door, and then looked at Su Wan and Chu Mohan who were standing not far away.

"You're here to find Master Sanssouci, right?"

Su Wan nodded; "Yes, we're here to find Master Sanssouci."

The little monk didn't say anything else, let the door open; "Come with me!"

Su Wan was a little surprised, not that Nanshan Temple did not accept pilgrims at other times except for the end of the year and the beginning of the year.

The three of them followed the little monk to a courtyard, and the little monk stopped and looked back at the three of them.

"The two male donors, please stay, Master Sanssouci ordered, only let this female donor in."

Chu Mohan raised his eyebrows slightly, he knew that Master Wuwu was a high-ranking monk, and he should have expected them to come.

It's just that Chu Mohan doesn't know what Su Wan is looking for worry-free.

He frowned and said with an unhappy expression; "I'm going in with Wan'er."

Su Wan also guessed that Wuwu should have expected her to come a long time ago, so she should have wanted to talk to herself alone, and she only wanted to ask him about the dream alone.

"Nine Emperor Princes, you stay here with Nameless and wait for me, and I'll be back in a while."

Su Wan said this, Chu Mohan had no choice but to be obedient and obediently wait for Su Wan to come out.

Little Monk Dao; "Female benefactor, Master Sanssouci is waiting for you in the main house."

Su Wan thanked her; "Thank you, little master."

After the words fell, she walked into the courtyard and came to the door of the main house, Su Wan knocked on the door, and when she saw that no one answered the door, she pushed the door and entered the room.

Su Wan looked around the room and saw that there was no one in the room, so she sat on a stool and waited for no worries.

During the time of waiting for worry-free, Su Wan fell asleep unconsciously.

"Ahh

A woman's scream crossed the silent night.

Chu Zimo got up suddenly, and there was a heart-rending pain in his heart, and beads of sweat the size of beans slowly slid down Chu Zimo's cheeks.

I don't know when she always had the same dream, in which a woman in a pink Luo skirt was dancing among the pink petals of cherry blossoms dancing in the sky.

Suddenly, an arrow flashing with cold light went towards the woman, drawing a graceful arc in the air, and the woman's movements stopped abruptly, staggered a few steps, and bang! The woman fell to the ground.

Bright red blood stained the woman's clothes a blinding red.

Every time at this time, Chu Zimo would wake up by feeling a heart-rending pain coming from his heart.

"You're awake!"

A deep, magnetic man's voice rang out in the dark room.

Chu Zimo was stunned.

The room suddenly lit up, Chu Zimo squinted her eyes a little uncomfortably, and when she got used to it, she realized that this was not her room at all.

She slept under a fine rosewood bed, and her body was also covered with a fine silk quilt.

Looking around the room, Chu Zimo's gaze finally fell on a man sitting on a chair wearing a black brocade robe and a half-black gold-painted mask.

The corner of the man's mouth hooked an extremely evil smile, and under the mask was a pair of peach blossom eyes that could fascinate thousands of girls, and those peach blossom eyes were full of interest at the moment.

"You...... Who are you? ”

"How did I end up here?"

"What do you want to do to me?"

“……”

"You ask so many questions in one go, I really don't know how to answer your question first."

The man got up and walked slowly towards the bed, and Chu Zimo subconsciously shrank back.

Strange place, strange man, Chu Zimo was very scared in his heart, but his face was very calm.

"Then I'll tell you who I am." The man's tone was cold, and the interest in his eyes was even more playful.

"I'm your husband, Mo'er, don't you remember?"

Chu Zimo was stunned, what? Her husband? How she didn't know when she got married.

"Boring." Chu Zimo squeezed out two words from between his teeth.

The man in front of him had a very hurt expression, and a trace of loss flashed in the depths of his beautiful peach blossom eyes.

"Sure enough, Mo'er, you don't remember me."

The man reached out and wanted to touch Chu Zimo's face, Chu Zimo saw that the man didn't mean to hurt her, the previous fear dissipated a lot, she turned her head to the side, avoiding the man's outstretched hand.

"This son, please respect yourself, I don't know you, how can you be my husband." Chu Zimo's tone was cold, like a cold pool for ten thousand years.

The man's hand paused; "It's okay if you don't know each other, it's okay to know now." The man said as a matter of course.

Chu Zimo was stunned, how could there be such a thick-skinned person in the world.

"I don't want to know you, so I ask Childe to let me go back."

She was sleeping well in her room, how could she come to this strange place when she woke up?

"Go back? Ha ha...... Hahaha......" The man's laughter echoed in the room, and for some reason, Chu Zimo's heart couldn't help but tremble, and the fear of the man in front of him rose in his heart.

His lips trembled slightly.

"I'll let you go, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out, you'll come back."

The man stepped back, his hands behind his back, and the horn evoked a confident smile.

Although he didn't know where he was, Chu Zimo didn't hesitate to get out of bed, put on his shoes, push open the door and walk out.

The sky was very dark and dark, like a black cloth, not even a star, not even a cloud, let alone a moon.

Although the sky was very dark, for some reason, Chu Zimo could see what was in front of him very clearly.

This is a boxy courtyard, the courtyard does not look big, the courtyard is still a courtyard, layer by layer, it is really like a maze.

I don't know how long I walked, Chu Zimo felt a little tired and sat under the corridor on the side.

If she walks aimlessly like this, she will only get lost, and she must find a way to find the door of this complex house like a palace.

Looking up at the dark sky, there was no way to discern the direction.

Chu Zimo felt that he had been gone for a long time, but he felt as if he was spinning in place.

Chu Zimo seemed to think of something, and suddenly got up, she had been walking for so long, she hadn't even seen a shadow of a person, let alone a shadow, and she hadn't even heard the sound of insects and birds.

The fear in his heart became stronger and stronger, and Chu Zimo's fingertips began to chill slightly.

"I told you you couldn't get out of here."

The man's evil voice came from somewhere.

Chu Zimo looked around vigilantly, but did not find the figure of the man just now.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Chu Zimo shouted.

"I am your husband, you are my wife, I just want you to stay."

Chu Zimo bit her lips; "I don't know you, and I'm not your wife, please let me go."

The words fell, the death-like silence, the man did not speak again, there was no sound around him, such silence made Chu Zimo feel that maybe the world would be so quiet after death.

Her hands clenched into fists slightly; "Are you still there?"

"I'm going back......"

"Let me go back......"

No matter how Chu Zimo shouted, all she answered was deathly silence, as if she was the only one in this world, whether it was other people or animals, she didn't exist anymore.

At this time, it cannot be described as just fear, despair! Chu Zimo was a little desperate, so desperate that he wanted to die, maybe he could hear the voice when he died, and maybe he could leave here.

Chu Zimo's whole body was paralyzed on the ground, and tears of fear kept sliding down his eyes.

Drop by drop, drop by drop, fall to the ground.

"Girl, why are you crying?"

Suddenly, a gentle male voice sounded, and Chu Zimo was stunned.

The voice was so familiar, so gentle, that it seemed to dispel the gloom and despair in her heart.

"Hair, is that you?!"

Chu Zimo looked around, but still didn't see a single figure.

"Where are you?"

"Girl, I'm right next to you." The gentle voice sounded again.

"But I didn't see you."

"You can't see me because you're afraid in your heart, don't be afraid, stand up, I'll stand across from you."

"Opposite me?"

Chu Zimo stood up and stretched out his hand.

Suddenly, she felt as if there were two big hands tightly holding her small hands, the two of them were tightly clasped with ten fingers, and the temperature of his big hands slowly spread throughout her body through direct transmission.

maze

The corners of Chu Zimo's lips hooked up a smile; "Beard, you're really right next to me."

The moment the words fell, a man in a purple brocade robe with a jade-like face appeared in front of her, her hands clasped tightly with his.