"Huh...... Even if I leave the Wind Forest Temple, I don't know where to go? ”

Zhong Wan put her hands on her cheeks and stared blankly at the moonlight outside the window.

……

After a long time, Zhong Wan finally lay on the bed again with a big character.

Woohoo resentment~~~

Without the previous dipping bed, what's wrong today?

Zhong slept on the boundary of other people's homes, and tonight it was probably obsessive-compulsive disorder~

"Or, find a music hypnotic ......!"

Zhong Wan swiped her phone, opened the music player, and found a few soothing light music.

Thoughts drift farther and farther away with the notes.

What happened during the day rises and falls in the brain, repeating itself like a weekend drama.

This crumbling Fenglin Temple happened to have Ming Jiutai, who said that he would let him leave, but today he also saved Da Lu and Xiao Lu and himself.

The key appearance is passable.

Zhong Wan laughed out loud like a fool.

"Why don't you just live like this for now, and make yourself stronger.

The next time I see Mrs. Ming Jiu, I want to greet him warmly!

Can...... Wouldn't it be embarrassing, huh!

How could he be embarrassed to look at him like that!

What a real swinger!

…… If, if he happens to fall impartially, then we ......"

Zhong Wan had a bad chill, chirped his lips, and turned over.

"Sure enough, my idol is still better~~"

hhhh… Zhong Wan laughed regardless of the image.

After the two tunes passed, Zhong Wan lay on the bed, rolled around, rolled back, turned over, and turned back again......

Can't sleep!!

Like Zhong Wan, who was like a salted fish, his face changed.

"Whew! It's all Ming Jiutai! If it weren't for him! How could I have insomnia! I don't want to be enthusiastic about him! The next time we meet, I'm going to teach him a hard lesson! ”

Women are really fickle little creatures.

The last second night was still immersed in the emotional entanglement with Ming Jiutai, cough, although it was Zhong Wan's unilateral side.

The next second, he turned his face and didn't admit it.

"Ming Jiutai! Ming Jiu Tai, Ming Jiu Tai ......"

Zhong Wan muttered, muttered.

The sound gets quieter and quieter until a slight snoring comes out. Zhong Wan finally fell asleep......

At this time, Mrs. Ming Jiu, who was reading at night, sneezed several times in succession......

Outside the window, the night has begun.

The night wind blows hard at the temple.

The maple tree swayed violently, making a clattering sound.

Quick as a wink.

The rain was pouring down......

"Hey! You wait. ”

A little boy wearing a yellow and white brocade jacket with two rushing to the sky shouted Zhong Wan.

The round face is embedded with a pair of large obsidian-like eyes, and the curtains of the eyes are flickering, so that people can't help but want to hug them.

Zhong Wan looked at both sides.

There was no one around.

"Are you calling me?"

"Well, big sister. Are you the shrine god of Fenglin Temple? ”

The little boy was not afraid when he saw Zhong Wan, and asked calmly.

Zhong Wan paused, although even Mrs. Ming Jiu acquiesced to the fact that she was the god of Fenglin Temple, but she didn't want to admit it in her heart, it was funny what happened.

The little boy was silent in tears, his eyes full of pleading.

Zhong Wan, who watched it, was very unbearable.

"What do you have to do with the shrine god of Fenglin Temple, I may be able to help you convey it~"

Zhong Wan looked at the little boy gently.

"I was told that if I wanted to find my mother, I had to go to Fenglin Temple. I've been stuck here for a long time......"

The little boy's big watery eyes were filled with mist.

Zhong Wan smiled and gently touched the little boy's head.