Xia Qian was awakened by freezing, and when she opened her eyes, she found herself lying in a huge ice cellar, surrounded by thick ice.

"It's summer, how can there be so much ice? Over here...... Here it is...... The ancient kingdom of Yuemo ......"

Looking at the scene around her, she was speechless in surprise.

This place is all too familiar, and she has often dreamed of this place since she crossed over decades ago.

The bloody words on the walls, the dancing Sanskrit, the translucent ice coffins, the bloody faces......

She subconsciously searched for a long time, but she didn't see anything.

The flower basket she had just made was a little out of shape, and there were a lot of ice slags on it, and her wrinkled fingers were scratched by thorns.

Xia Qian endured the pain on her fingers, pulled away the ice slag and gravel foam on the petals, and walked towards the ice cellar while mending the flower basket.

"Back then, Shi Rong was ordered to find the ancient country of Yuemo, I only gave him the most superficial, the most convenient and easy-to-find part of the map, he could only find the outermost treasures, the real ancient country of Yuemo he couldn't enter. The abbot of Yuanyi once said that witchcraft was prevalent in this place, and even if someone could get in alive, it would be impossible to get out alive, I didn't dare to let him take this risk back then, and now I came in unconsciously! ”

She staggered along the cold wall, staggering inside, and when the blood on her hand touched the cold ice, the entire ice cellar gradually glowed blue.

In the dream, those blood-red Sanskrit words appeared in front of him, dancing and splicing rapidly, forming a large number of words.

This dream has appeared for decades, and she has studied Sanskrit a lot carefully, although she can't fully understand the meaning of these sentences at the moment, but she can basically comprehend some of them.

Slowly, a silvery-white thing appeared on the ground, the same ice coffin she had seen many times in her dreams.

After the coffin opened on its own, a wisp of green smoke rose up, and as she expected, a wisp of pure soul slowly sat up from the ice coffin.

"You...... It's me a thousand years ago, right? No, no, it's a wisp of ghost that I left here thousands of years ago? Xia Qian asked calmly.

The wisp of soul looked very weak, looked at her, and replied in a low voice: "How many times have I seen it in my dream, and I am really not afraid when I really meet!" A thousand years ago, I made an appointment with Huo Feng, the general of Zhenguo, in a letter to return to Yiguo for revenge. Unexpectedly, he fell into a cliff on the road and fell into this ancient tomb, and just happened to see these burning words, he took blood as a sacrifice and activated this soul locking array, summoning himself back after a thousand years to take revenge! ”

Formation?

Xia Qian looked around, only to find that this ice cellar was actually a huge gossip array, and the coffin where this wisp of ghost was sleeping was placed right in the center of the large array.

"That'...... The great revenge has been avenged, your wish has been fulfilled, can I go back to modern times now? She thought for a moment and asked.

The wisp of pure soul looked at her in surprise, paused and said, "In modern times, your yang life has long been exhausted, haven't you already sensed it in your dream?" You won't be able to go back after a thousand years, but if you are willing to leave another wisp of ghost, you will have a chance to be reborn again for the next thousand years! ”

"I want to be with Brother Ji Teng!"

The ghost sitting in the coffin was stunned, thought for a while, and said, "Of course he will also be reincarnated, if you are not afraid that your body will be weaker after reincarnation, leave another ghost to find his reincarnation!" There are only two wisps of soul left in your body now, and only the last wisp is left in one wisp, and it is indispensable to be weak in the next life, I hope you don't be a fool! ”

"In the next life, I only have a wisp of soul left?" She asked incredulously.

With two wisps of pure soul, she has always been weak and sick, and if there is only one wisp left, it is not ......

"Yes, I was here a thousand years ago when you were locked here, and a thousand years of being locked here have been integrated into the formation, and you need to leave another wisp of soul behind to activate the soul locking array again. I can help you and Brother Ji Teng meet each time, but you must use your own blood and bones and another soul to sacrifice the array. ”

There is only a wisp of soul in every life after that?

As weak as a kitten?

Or maybe stupid?

However, it is possible to meet Huo Zun in the world......

It's worth it!

She looked at each other and replied firmly: "Okay, as long as I can meet Brother Ji Teng in every life, even if I am a fool, a madman, or a paralyzed, I will admit it!" ”

"Brother Ji To...... He is also my brother Ji Teng, you and I are one, love him well for me. I will bless you in the world! ”

Xia Qian plucked a hairpin from her head, cut her wrist, blood flowed to the ice, and all the burning words on the wall danced.

After she struggled to recite all the Sanskrit words in front of her, her mind was empty

……

Three hundred years later, Xia Qian opened her eyes and found herself walking in a ruined temple.

The statue of the Bodhisattva enshrined in the temple is covered with spider webs, and the Bodhisattva's body is covered with dust.

She was stunned, bowed to the Bodhisattva three times, and stepped forward to brush off the dust and cobwebs on the Bodhisattva's body.

Suddenly, two golden-armored guards walked in, looked at her, and asked, "Who is it?" Why are you here? ”

Xia Qian stared at the two of them, thought for a while and asked, "What kind of place is this, which dynasty and which generation?" ”

The two guards glanced at each other and said in unison: "What dynasty and which generation, there is something wrong with your brain, right?" Rushing into our Highness hunting, do you know what crime to be guilty of?"

"Fan Zuo, Fan You, what are you two doing here?"

A loud male voice came, Xia Qian was shocked, and she only felt that this voice was extremely familiar.

She looked past the two guards and looked out the door, and saw a tall, tall figure in the sunlight.

This person has silver armor and red skin, majestic style, delicate face, cold eyes, and perfect lips......

It's none other than Huo Zun's reincarnation!

The comer stepped forward quickly, his eyes fell on Xia Qian over the two guards, and after a moment of stunnedness, he asked her, "Who are you?" Why are you here? ”

The guards looked at Xia Qian, pointed to their heads and said, "Your Highness Qiqi, this person is very strange, and he asked us, 'What is this place, which dynasty and which generation?' I don't think I know much in my head! ”

At this moment, two fifteen or sixteen-year-old maids ran over anxiously, and when they saw Xia Qian, they sighed and said, "Miss, why are you running around again, scared the slave to death." Xiangye and Mrs. are looking for you everywhere, hurry up and go home with the slave! ”

"Xiangye, is he the daughter of Prime Minister Wang's family?" Known as the reincarnation of His Royal Highness Huo Zun asked.

"Yes, this is the eldest lady of our Prime Minister's Mansion! Although I was born a little stupid, I met a master ten years ago and said that if someone took the trouble to talk to Miss every day, it might be fine in the future. If you can get Zhimoss and Dream Orchid again, Miss's stupidity will not recur after it improves! The maid said and walked out of the broken temple with Xia Qian.

When she walked out of the temple gate, her eyes fell on Huo Zun, looking at that familiar face, excitement, excitement, and joy were all written on her face.

Just as he was about to catch up, he affectionately called the sentence: "Brother Ji Teng!" But the maid twisted her head to the other side.

"Miss, you are seventeen years old, you should be divided into men and women, know the number of etiquette, you can't look at men like this!" The maid whispered a reminder in her ear.

The two maids worriedly pulled Xia Qian towards the bottom of the mountain, Xia Qian turned her head and looked at Huo Zun at the gate of the temple affectionately, she had a thousand words in her heart but she didn't know where to start for a while, she was stunned for a long time, and only called out blankly: "Brother Ji Teng!" ”