Qingqing looked at the murals that were still as bright as ever, and only felt that his eyes had a faint feeling of soreness, that is, he wanted to cry but couldn't shed it.

When she saw a delicate red lotus next to the Buddha's lotus seat, a dazzling red light suddenly dispersed, Jiaojiao was defenseless by the red light flashing her eyes, a burst of dizziness came Jiaojiao fainted without warning.

And in the red light, the golden bat slowly flew to Qingqing's head, and before it fell, it turned into a little starlight, and then fell on Qingqing's head, and soon entered her brain from the hair, and a familiar and pleasant chanting sound came Qingqing saw that the mural was slowly disappearing, and a solemn and atmospheric temple appeared in front of her. 、

As the sound of chanting became clearer and clearer, Qingqing, who was not under his control, walked forward and walked to a big lotus pond in the courtyard, at this time, the green lotus leaves in the pond were crowded one after another and covered with lotus ponds, and dozens of budding lotus flowers were dotted in the middle.

Just when Qingqing looked at the lotus leaves and buds that felt kind and warm, a person came over there, and he was noble but had a sad face, he stood by the lotus pond and looked at those flower bones and sighed, Qingqing stood beside him, as if he couldn't see her.

"Do you have anything bothering you?" Qingqing asked curiously.

The man didn't seem to hear it, Qingqing was a little angry, why is this person so impolite? She reached out to push him, but found that her arm was transparent, and she was surprised to see that her whole body was so transparent, she could see it together, but no one else could see her.

Qingqing wanted to leave here in a panic, probably because he was too tired and thirsty and hallucinated.

It's just that she can't move now.

The man looked at him for a while and then left, Qingqing looked at his lonely back and couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, and she didn't know what she was uncomfortable with.

As soon as the man left here, a slightly older master in a robe came out, and Qingqing looked at him so familiarly, but he couldn't remember who he was for a while.

The master looked at the lotus flowers in the lotus pond and only said lightly: "Wronged, wronged, there is no Amitabha Buddha in the south!" ”

When Qing Qingzheng wondered why this master suddenly said such a thing, a lotus flower in the middle of the lotus pond that was slowly blooming emitted red light and sucked Qing Qing over.

"Lian'er, you're back. The time limit given by the Buddha is almost up, you have to hurry up or you will never be able to go back. Qingqing was squeezed into a long, narrow space, and heard a crisp female voice talking to her.

"Are you talking to me? My name is Qingqing, not Lian'er. Qingqing's moving body wanted to make himself comfortable, but it didn't loosen at all when he twisted around.

"Your life is even worse, you don't even have a trace of memory left, and your understanding is slowly decreasing, so if you continue like this, you won't be able to come back within the specified time, and if you can't come back, you will always be reincarnated in that difficult world, suffering from that never-ending suffering." The female voice revealed regret and regret.

"I don't understand what you're saying, can you tie me up and help me get out of this place that restricts me first?" Qingqing shouted for help.

"Don't you even know your former mother? Seeing that you have consumed too much aura and wisdom in reincarnation, the Buddha's punishment for you is too heavy, right? ”

Qingqing shook her head, she was sure that she must be dreaming, an extremely outrageous dream, she screamed to break free from the space that bound her, her brain seemed to be burned and tormented by someone with a clamp and roasted on the fire, she wanted to escape.