"Little master, do you abbots know that this willow tree beckons ghosts?" Aster pursed her lips.

The little monk was not surprised to hear Aster ask.

"Female benefactor, you are the fifth person here to ask such a question, because the reason why our abbot planted this willow tree is because the willow tree attracts ghosts, and he wants to lure some ghosts to save them."

It's the first time Song Nianan has heard someone say this, she believes that there are ghosts and gods in this world, after all, she has crossed over.

"Wu Jing, come in with the side concubine, it's cold outside, and the yin of the willow tree will make the two female donors unbearable."

Hearing the abbot's words, the little monk immediately urged: "Concubine Niangniang, you go in, I'll guard here, this is our abbot's rules." ”

This temple does have such rules, this is what Bizhu said to herself.

"Hmm." Song Nianan replied in a low voice.

Aster followed behind Song Nian'an, and Song Nian'an looked up and saw a monk sitting in the center of the room, with a long beard on his chin, and he felt like a man of the world.

"Abbot?"

Hearing Song Nian'an's shout, the old abbot opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

"Song Nian'an, you can bring them over."

The old abbot called his name and made him feel a little cordial, Song Nianan showed a smile, and the aster next to him grabbed her hair.

There are only Niangniang and herself here, why would the old monk let Niangniang take "them".

"I know what you're here for, so sit down."

walked to the old abbot's side, and suddenly heard him speak, Song Nian'an pulled Aster and sat down very well-behaved.

The old abbot didn't speak for the next few minutes, Song Nianan was a little anxious, what if the original owner disappeared directly in this way, it was better to speak by himself.

"Old abbot, I'm here for Song Nian'an's business."

Song Nianan carefully observed the old abbot's expression, but unfortunately the old abbot just pursed his lips and didn't say anything, Song Nianan waited for a while, but the old abbot still didn't speak.

This made Song Nianan begin to doubt his life, didn't the old abbot just say that he knew his purpose? Or is he testing himself now? The aster next to her began to feel sleepy, and her head began to point like a chick pecking rice.

"Female donor, don't be impatient, let's calm down, the answer will naturally appear."

After seeing that Aster began to doze off, the old abbot suddenly said this.

Aster was startled by him, her shoulders shrugged, and she hurriedly covered her mouth, not daring to make a sound.

"I have this method here, I just need you to experience Song Nian'an's memory, to be precise, it is for you to be Song Nian'an."

Haven't you experienced the life of the original owner since then?

"Abbot, isn't it too strange for you to do this, you will make me feel the joys and sorrows of Nian'an, right?"

There is another sentence that Song Nianan didn't say, doesn't listening to this abbot mean to make Song Nianan become "Song Nianan"?

"Don't worry, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has also come to me before, you see, this is still the jade pendant he gave to Lao Wei."

The old abbot took out a jade pendant of excellent color from the wide Zen robe, and the word night was engraved in the lower right corner of it, which at first glance was the belongings of Ye Shen.

"So what am I going to do now?" Song Nianan squeezed her hands, she was preparing for the rest of her life.

Before coming to this temple, Ye Shen also told Song Nianan that the abbot in front of him was really good.

The old abbot's face showed a hint of solemnity, she took out a sandalwood from the table next to her, and Song Nianan frowned.

Is there any magic in this sandalwood?

"Please also ask the female benefactor to close her eyes, the old man will lead you to a dream, so Miss Yi, are you going to put away your knife?"

Yi walked out from behind the red cloth behind the old monk, holding a shiny knife in her hand.

There was still a trace of blood on the tip of the knife, and I don't know what it was killed.

When the old monk saw the tip of the knife, his face showed a trace of disgust, how could there be such a bloody thing in the heavy land of Buddhism? The old monk folded his hands and said to Yin.

"Please also ask the female benefactor not to bring such a thing here, this time because you are a first-time offender, the Buddha can forgive you, and next time it may not be."

Yi's eyes flashed, and then she put away the knife and sat next to Aster, she stretched out her finger and tapped the back of Aster's neck, and Aster fell down, and Yi caught Aster.

Ye Shen's secret guard is really powerful, Song Nianan sighed in his heart.

"Concubine Song just needs to do her own thing with peace of mind, and she will protect it."

As for why she filmed Aster's sleeping hole, it was because she was afraid that her yelling would cause the old monk's dissatisfaction.

Seeing that the governor was like this, Song Nianan nodded and looked at the old monk on the side.

The old monk took out a fire fold and a flint and steel, almost between the electric light and thunder stones, the fire fold lit up, the old monk touched the sandalwood, and the sandalwood ignited.

The thick white smoke continued to be generated, and Song Nianan also wanted to doze off.

"Female donor, please sit cross-legged, the old man will lead you to a dream."

Yi had been observing the form here, and if something was wrong, she would pick up her sword and kill the old monk.

Song Nian'an closed her eyes, the noise around her gradually disappeared, and when she opened her eyes again, she only saw darkness.

"Song Nian'an?" Song Nianan tried to call the original owner's name, but did not hear any response.

There seemed to be a pool of water under his feet, Song Nianan stepped on it vigorously, and then saw layers of waves, but no water droplets "flew" onto his trouser legs.

"Looks like I'm asleep, what am I going to do now?" Song Nian'an whispered in his mouth, but the voice of the old monk suddenly came from his ears.

"Please also ask the benefactor to continue to close her eyes and follow the light in your heart, and then you can see the person you want to see."

The old monk's voice became farther and farther away, Song Nianan closed his eyes, and sure enough, as the old monk said, a light appeared in his mind, and Song Nianan raised his legs and walked towards the light.

My ears gradually became noisy, where did I go? Song Nianan opened his eyes, and there were people coming and going in front of him, there was no joy on their faces, only death, which looked particularly weird.

"Ah, pretty sister, why did you get here?"

A little girl with braided hair walked in front of Song Nian'an, Song Nian'an felt that she was a little familiar, and when she looked closely, she was seven points similar to herself.

This is a miniature version of myself.

"Little sister, you're so cute, are you telling your sister not to come here?"

Xiao Song Nian'an had a touch of innocence on her face, and she said: "It's just that my father told me that this is not a good place, and the reason why I came to tell you is because I have a sense of affection for you." ”

It turned out that little Song Nianan had the same feeling as herself, and Song Nianan touched her head.

"I see, can you tell my sister what your name is?"

Looking at this innocent little girl, Song Nianan remembered herself when she was a child.

"Is there anything else you can tell my sister about?" Song Nian'an's expression was solemn, and he looked unspeakable.

Xiao Song Nian'an began to get anxious, and she took a bite of the sugar gourd in her hand.

"Sister, do you have something to do? I think you're a foreigner, so I can't help but say a few more words. ”

It seemed that the little original owner was afraid that he would doubt her, and Song Nianan couldn't help pinching her face.

"My sister has a friend who suddenly disappeared, can you take me to her?"

The little original master was stunned, and then said.

"I don't know who you are, sister, but I should know where she is."

Why is this a bit contradictory? Song Nianan looked at the bustling crowd, and then looked at the little original owner who was two heads shorter than himself.

The little original owner's face is full of cuteness, and her fat face is full of baby fat.

"I'll take you to a place, sister."

She took Song Nian'an's hand familiarly, and then left the street.

The original owner took Song Nian'an to a river, and her ears were full of the sound of the creek rattling, she was a little puzzled, would she find that "Song Nian'an" here?

"You said my sister's friend is here?" Song Nian'an's face showed a hint of suspicion, and the original master explained when he saw this.

"Sister, you can't take advantage of me in vain, you play with me for a day, and I'll tell my sister where that friend of yours is."

Song Nianan raised her eyebrows and said, "Then do you know the name of my sister's friend?" ”

The little original master thought for a moment, and then his face showed joy.

"Isn't my sister's friend called Song Nian'an?"

Song Nian'an: "!!"

It didn't matter if she knew where the original owner was, but she always had to block it, so Song Nianan agreed to the little original owner.

"Well, did you bring me to the creek now to eat fish?"

A little saliva flowed from the corner of Xiao Yuan's mouth, she nodded and said.

"My father told me that the things here are not clean, but I want to eat what I caught, but I am too young, so I can only help my sister."

It turned out that this was the case, Song Nianan remembered that he had also planted fish by the river when he had a picnic with his friends before, so this matter was not a problem at all.

Now all you need is a sharp wooden stick, and you can stick a fat stick into it. Fish in juice.

"Then can you tell my sister what your name is?"

Although I am very sure that this is Song Nianan when I was a child, I always have to make sure of it.

I saw the little girl in front of me nodding and said.

"This name is just a code name, my sister can call me Anan."

This is the name of the little original owner casually, right? I didn't expect such a young child to have a ghost idea.

"Then can Anan help my sister find a sharp branch? So that my sister can help you insert things. ”

So that's the case, Anan smiled knowingly, and she waved her hand.

It's a wild place, and there are a lot of branches, so as long as you have a sharp eye, you won't have a problem at all.

"Then sister, you wait for me for a while, and I'll go over there and find you a branch."

After saying this, the little original master left as if he had run away, and Song Nianan remembered the old abbot's voice in his ears again.