"I'm not going to talk to you here, you go in quickly, don't let Yue'er alone, and take your dog away."

After speaking, Qin Miaomiao turned around directly, but Ye Lan suddenly stopped her, "Qin Miaomiao, don't you want Rhubarb and Ah Hei?" ”

She said that Ye Lan was her disaster, this man knew all her weaknesses, and every time he hit her, he could even see her disguise.

Qin Miaomiao's eyes seemed to float past the madness of those years, and there was no bottom in it.

Rhubarb suddenly screamed, and a layer of fog appeared in her eyes, "I don't want to think about anything related to him anymore, Ye Lan, let me go." ”

Rhubarb and Ah Hei sat down obediently, humming in their throats, like when they were children.

Ye Lan watched her leave her sight before lowering her head, "It seems that today is not very suitable." ”

When she was a child, Qin Miaomiao was fostered in the temple, and at that time she bathed in the Buddha's light every day, thinking that the Buddha was her guide in this life, but she didn't know that the Buddha's light also needed to be crossed.

There is a ginkgo tree in Zhanqing Temple, with lush branches.

Every day when it was not light, Master Hegui would take off the red cloth strip on it, soak it in water for about a moment, and then take it out again.

Her curiosity has been heavy since she was a child, and she ran to ask him why she was like this every day, and Master Hegui told her.

He doesn't want people to be worldly, but he wants to be dusty.

Later, Qin Miaomiao also followed to help, getting up earlier and earlier day by day, until the day when the master never got up again, she followed in his footsteps as usual.

The light of the sky has not yet broken through, and the quiet place of the temple is silent with the sound of insects.

The ginkgo tree grew taller and taller, and Qin Miaomiao took a wooden ladder from the backyard, and at that time she was so thin that a wooden ladder almost crushed her entire shoulder.

Finally set up the ladder, Qin Miaomiao calmed her breathing, and glanced not far away, Master Hegui's house was dark.

She was a little confused, he was never late.

Seeing that the time was passing minute by minute, she didn't care much, took a few steps with the lantern and climbed the ladder, hung her little arms and legs on the tree, and took off the red cloth strips on it one by one.

Suddenly, a strip of red cloth fell from her hand, and it was obviously light and weightless, but she felt her heart sink at that moment, as if she could break through the sky.

"Sister Love, Master Hegui has passed away." In the distance, a small monk ran over following the light here, and his round head shook again and again, making Qin Miaomiao's eyes hurt.

She jumped almost down the wooden ladder, stepped on the strip of red cloth, and ran towards the dark room with the lantern.

A sound of footsteps came from somewhere, and the light of the sky was revealed, and a deep sight was embedded in the red cloth.

The visitor bent down to pick it up, his eyes froze for a moment, and he looked up at the small figure, only a little light of the lantern was left in the shadows of the eyes, and it could not be shaken.

He muttered the words on the strip of red cloth—

At the end of the fate, you come, this is my Zen.

Settle down on the night of Nanxuan.

The day before leaving Wuzhou, Qin Miaomiao visited Shaochao Tianfeng again.

The tip of the peak broke through the skylight, and the edge of the sky seemed to be torn apart by something, and she stood on the path, looking down on everything in front of her with a pitying gaze.

Suddenly, the earth opened its teeth and claws, and at the end of the silver light was a galloping horse.

Like a beast crossing the border, the mountain peak was completely destroyed, and when she fixed her eyes, she found that it was no one else!

It turned out to be herself!

"Ahh

Qin Miaomiao woke up from a nightmare, cold sweat was dripping on her cheeks, and her pupils were inexplicably dilated.

The surroundings are white, she is still in the Qin Mansion, but the grass and trees in the dream, even her breathing has become extraordinarily real, this nightmare seems to have been wrapped around her body since she can remember, and it has long become a scar on her body when she tosses and turns.

When people are afraid, the adrenaline rushes up, and the heart rate and blood flow become faster.

If she hadn't learned about medicine, I'm afraid she would have been scared to death by the changes in her body.

Qin Miaomiao stabilized her mind, and just wanted to get out of bed, she was stopped by the sound of the door, she followed the sound and looked over, "Who is it?" ”

There was a faint sound outside the door, although it was separated by the wall, Qin Miaomiao instantly caught the peculiarity in the sound, like a bubbling stream of water flowing into a dry aisle.

She pressed her hand to her chest and walked to the door, "Who is it?" ”

"May I ask if it's Miss Qin Miaomiao?"

"I am, what's wrong?"

The other party coughed, and there seemed to be a conversation outside the door, Qin Miaomiao didn't care, but she was a little nervous in her heart.

It didn't take more than a moment to move back and forth, but there was still no sound from there.

Qin Miaomiao took the initiative to ask, "Is it still there?" Is it still there? ”

The man seemed to have just remembered Qin Miaomiao's existence, I don't know if it was because the wind outside was too loud or what, the man's voice became a little hoarse, "Miss Qin, I am a little servant in the mansion of the young master of Nan Annan, a month ago, you and the prince came to our side to take a look, and asked our master to hand over the token, do you want it now?" ”

A hint of dullness flashed in Qin Miaomiao's eyes, "If we don't want it, isn't it difficult for Nanda Gongzi to handle it?" ”

The other party was silent for a moment.

"Miss Qin, you and the prince should come here."

"Okay."

After the man left, Qin Miaomiao thought about it, and finally called Qing He over, but Qing He hadn't come yet.

Qin Miaomiao shrank her neck for no reason, and her back was a little cold.

Knock, two knocks, intimidation, two heartbeats.

She subconsciously stood up directly from the bed, but there was no sound outside the room, Qin Miaomiao was enveloped by great fear, and her innate desire to survive forced her to drop the handkerchief at hand and run out of the room directly.

On the street, there are many people, all busy with their own things, and no one will notice the chaos in her eyes.

Her gaze quickly scanned around—

The proprietress of the cloth shop with a broom in her hand, the lame meat seller, and the crying baby shuttling through it, all of them became strange in Qin Miaomiao's sight, as if something was gushing out of her chest, and her head became more and more groggy, as if something was desperately squeezing her head.

What is it?

Be......

When she woke up again, Qin Miaomiao was lying on the bed, and Lang Zhong under the bed glanced at her, "Miss Qin, are you awake?" ”

Qin Miao's head was still a little painful, she propped herself up and asked, "I...... What's wrong with me? ”

"You're feeling a little unwell, probably because you smell some flowers, but don't worry, you'll be fine after a rest."

Is it poisoning?

Qin Miaomiao was puzzled, how could she be poisoned?