At noon, Xue Chenchen and Hehuan drove to the foot of Huiling Mountain, the ticket office of Huiling Temple Scenic Area was at the main gate of Huiling Mountain, and the car was parked.

"Sister Gu, have you eaten lunch?"

Hehuan walked over, Gu Wanwan glanced up at them and nodded.

After buying the ticket, three people and a dog began to climb the mountain, Huiling Mountain is not high, only climb for half an hour, you can see the ancient door number of Huiling Temple, the surrounding mountains are vigorous pine forests, and the more you go up the mountain, the more winding paths are secluded, there is a wooden bridge in front of Huiling Temple, there are many red ribbons hung on the bridge railing, in order to pray for peace and smoothness, there are full of crowded silver locks hanging on the top, probably all ask for marriage.

As soon as Hehuan walked over and looked at it, he asked: "It is said that the incense in the Huiling Temple is very good, but the marriage is also so spiritual?" ”

Speaking of religious matters, Xue Chen didn't delve into it much, so he said: "I don't know much about this, probably everyone in the temple can ask for marriage, and it is also a commonplace thing." ”

"The history of Huiling Temple is very long, and when the incense was at its most prosperous, there were many people who came to ask for marriage. But then there was a mountain fire here, burned the peach blossom forest behind the temple, people felt that their hearts were not very happy, and the people who came gradually became less, during the Republic of China, the commander stationed in Chenzhou sought marriage for his sister to be extraordinarily effective, so there were more people who went back and forth to the temple to seek marriage. ”

Behind her, it was Gu Wanwan's explanation, Xue Chen listened to her and seemed to know more than herself, could it be that she was also studying history.

He Huan smiled when he heard this: "Xue Chen, someone can steal business with you." ”

Gu Wanwan just smiled, didn't care, continued to hold the flowers and walked in, stepped into the gate of Huiling Temple, and entered the ninety-nine steps that could not be seen endlessly, the bluestone steps were obviously rarely cleaned carefully, and weeds emerged from them, Gu Wanwan walked step by step in the back without hurry, looking at the backs of Xue Chen and Hehuan holding hands, and stopped for a while.

Such a scene, she is a little familiar, but the familiar is too long.

On the ninety-nine steps of bluestone platform, there is an ancient octagonal pavilion, the second floor has been closed to the public, the doors and windows are locked, but it is difficult to hide the ancient history of the octagonal building, and the murals under the mottled eaves have long been blurred.

"This pavilion looks like it's going to be more than 800 years old."

Xue Chen glanced at it a few times, then looked back at Gu Wanwan, who was silent, and asked, "Miss Gu, how old does this building be?" ”

"I'm afraid it's been more than a thousand years."

Gu Wanwan's voice was a little low, she looked up at the ancient octagonal pavilion, sighed a little vaguely, and turned around and continued to walk longing.

Xue Chen and Hehuan looked at each other, this thousand-year history is not the oldest in the temple records, why do you feel that Gu Wanwan has a somewhat sentimental appearance?

Because Huiling Mountain is not big, the whole Huiling Temple, only one octagonal pavilion for people to rest in front, behind is the Daxiong Treasure Palace, the statue of Buddha shaped by the golden body, sitting on the lotus, surrounded by eighteen Arhats opposite, solemn and solemn momentum is self-evident.

At first glance here, there is not much surprise from the temple seen before, but the incense is indeed vigorous, the lights are burning all around, the prayer flag embroidery hangs down the majestic atmosphere, and the strong smell of incense has already penetrated into the pillars of the main hall.

It's just that......

This Guanyin, it seems to be different from other places, everywhere else is the white-clothed Guanyin, holding a vase, wood carving or stone carving, or clay sculpture, but this Guanyin is carved with red jade, there is still a slight red halo between the clothes, it looks like a large piece of bloodstone, Guanyin face is also delicate, not the traditional male and female appearance.

"Xue Chen, look at this Guanyin statue, haven't you seen it before?"

Hehuan Zai carefully recalled that she walked through temples of all sizes, even in the myth of Journey to the West, she had never seen such a statue of Guanyin that "fell into the world".

Xue Chen looked at it carefully, thought about it carefully, shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it, maybe there is some reason." ”

The two of them didn't know what words to use for a while to express the weirdness in their hearts at the moment, Guanyin's eyes seemed to be hazy, and after looking at it for a long time, he only felt a chill behind him, thinking that Gu Wanwan didn't know where to go, so he hurriedly pulled Xue Chen out of the back door.

Behind the Daxiong Treasure Palace, there is a "magical" peach blossom forest, I heard Gu Wanwan say that there was a fire here, but that was hundreds of years ago, and now it is replanted and cultivated, but it is extraordinarily lush.

In this season, the peach blossoms have already withered, the garden is full of green and dense leaves, there are many red ribbons tied in the lushness, and there are many green jade brands also falling on the branches, far away, Hehuan saw Gu Wanwan's red figure, so he was relieved, and he didn't bother her, and Xue Chen looked at those small delicate jade cards under the peach blossom tree on the outside.

The pattern carved on each jade plate is delicate and simple, and the names of two people are clearly engraved in the center.

Throughout the ages, there are too many people who hang these red ropes and jade plaques, and there must have been batches of them on this tree, I don't know how many people's hearts and aspirations have been tied to this branch for thousands of years.

Seeing Hehuan staring at those signs in a daze, Xue Chen leaned into Hehuan's ear and said, "If you like it, or we will go inside and ask for one, and then hang it up, and wait until we get married, and then come back to make a wish, okay?" ”

After hearing this, Hehuan nodded with a smile, looked up at the red rope, and then looked at the jade plate, and was struggling with which one to invite, when suddenly, his hand hooked a jade card and fell to the ground, Hehuan hurriedly picked up the brand, hung it on the tree again, and muttered to himself: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I hung it back for you." ”

Hehuan carefully hung the sign back again, and glanced at the name on the sign by the way, just one glance, Hehuan fixed the whole person there, and the sign ......

Hehuan dragged the sign again, and when he looked at it, there were three big words written on it: Gu Wanwan.

In addition, there is no one's name, and there is a line of small characters below, Hehuan takes a closer look, and it is engraved: The thirteenth year of Kaiyuan......

That time......

Hehuan only felt that his scalp was numb, and in the thirteenth year of Kaiyuan... In the thirteenth year of Kaiyuan... Isn't that the Kaiyuan era of the Tang Dynasty...

Datang, that was more than a thousand years ago, the brand more than a thousand years ago, it is a miracle that it can be kept until now, there are still people with the same name and surname as Gu Wanwan, Hehuan only felt that his heart was flustered, and he hurriedly turned around to call Xue Chen, but found that there was no one behind him.

In the Huiling Temple, I don't know when it was empty, there was no half of the figure, the surrounding mountains and forests rose white mist, and the leaves of the peach blossom trees in front of me withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and turned to bloom with clusters of peach blossoms.

The red rope on the tree gradually faded, and the brand also fell into mud, only Gu Wanwan's jade plaque swayed on the tree......

He Huan looked at the white fog around him in horror and couldn't help but be afraid, and withdrew from the peach forest again and again, and returned to the Daxiong Treasure Hall to find someone, but found that the hall was very different from when he first came, and he didn't feel that it was brilliant at all, only the dilapidated Buddha statue of the original golden statue had no color, and even the mud tire had begun to crack, and the surrounding incense and candles were messy on the ground, with layers of cobwebs and ashes.

Hehuan ran out of the front door of the main hall again, and found that the empty field in front of him was overgrown with weeds, and no one had set foot on it at all, and the whole mountain seemed to have become a barren mountain, and this temple had become an empty temple......