Qin Yan never thought that his soul would enter someone else's dream without mana, although he didn't understand how to do it, but the actual situation was that he was now standing behind Ding Xiaofan.

I don't know if Ding Xiaofan didn't see Qin Yan, or if she couldn't see it at all, in short, she was frowning at the moment, staring ahead with her eyes unblinking. Qin Yan tried to take a step forward, fluttering, without any feeling. So he took another big step, then twisted his face to look at Ding Xiaofan, and said, "Hey? ”

"Huh?" Ding Xiaofan was startled, she opened her mouth wide and stared at Qin Yan in shock, and it took a long time before she hurriedly turned her head to look at Zhang Qingyu who was not far away, and then turned to look at Qin Yan, Mom, this feeling is really strange, this is a dream, it seems that she accidentally ran into an acquaintance while shopping.

"You...... You...... Why do you ......" Ding Xiaofan stammered before he finished being interrupted by Qin Yan.

"Don't talk nonsense, that's Zhang Qingyu?" Qin Yan raised his chin and pointed to the woman in front of him who was wearing men's clothes and looked almost the same as Ding Xiaofan and asked.

"Well," suppressing the curiosity in his heart, Ding Xiaofan also turned his head to look at Zhang Qingyu and said, "This seems to be a temple, she has been standing at the door like this for a long time, I don't know what she wants to do here?" ”

"Guanxi Temple?" Qin Yan looked at the three big characters on the temple door in surprise, but what he thought in his heart was, this temple has existed for so long?

"What? This is the Guanxi Temple on the West Mountain? Ding Xiaofan didn't expect that this was Xishan many years ago, she just saw the three big characters hanging on the door, but she couldn't recognize it at all.

Zhang Qingyu stood about five meters away from the door, staring at the temple gate motionlessly, Ding Xiaofan and Qin Yan didn't know what she was waiting for, but it wasn't until the endless crowd gradually thinned out that she began to take steps and walked in.

The courtyard and hall in the temple were no strangers to Qin Yan and Ding Xiaofan, but they couldn't see the hall where the two stayed last time.

Zhang Qingyu strode across the courtyard, took a few incense sticks on the desk at the entrance of the temple, lit them, and then bowed his head and inserted them into the incense burner without bowing. Then she walked into the temple, stood in the middle of the kneeling place with her hands behind her back, and then looked up at the statue of the god and Buddha high above, a contemptuous mockery looming at the corner of her mouth.

"She doesn't seem to be here to burn incense,"

"Nonsense,"

"Kick the temple?"

"Possibly,"

"Alas, what a delay."

"Are you in a hurry?"

"I want to see how Ye Ba is?"

Qin Yan turned his head to look at Ding Xiaofan, and said funny: "He is Zhang Qingyu's lover, why are you nervous?" ”

"I'm nervous? Am I nervous? I'm not nervous," Ding Xiaofan, who was blushing, suddenly wanted to kick Qin Yan out of his dream, what kind of person is this, it's so rude to break into someone's dream inexplicably, what is the difference between this and a robber breaking into a private house?

The two were talking, but behind the temple statue, a monk in a yellow robe suddenly walked out slowly, the bright color of the two people at first stabbed a little unable to open their eyes, and after a while, Ding Xiaofan was surprised to find that the monk was exactly the same as Li Zitao, who had been following him for a long time.

"How is he?"

"Who?"

"Li Zitao,"

"Who is Li Zitao?"

"It's the senior brother who asked me to follow in the early morning, have you seen it, don't you remember?"

Qin Yan shook his head and replied, "I didn't pay attention,"

"Strange, what does it mean that he is here?"

"Is he just a picture?"

"Huh? Isn't it," Ding Xiaofan frowned and looked at the old version of Li Zitao, only feeling that he had done his best to help Qingqingchen some time ago, but he didn't think that he was just being played as a monkey.

The monk walked to a place about a meter away from Zhang Qingyu and stood expressionlessly, and then looked at Zhang Qingyu with an arrogance in his eyes that controlled and defied everything.

Seeing someone come out, Zhang Qingyu seemed to have known that he had waited for the person he was waiting for, and he didn't look at it squarely, but continued to look up at the eyes of the statue of God and Buddha, but with a flick of his right arm, a "whoosh" flew out of his sleeve and stabbed the monk head-on with a sharp blade that flashed with cold light.

Anyway, at the moment when the blade flew, the monk did not dodge or dodge, but very calmly stretched out two fingers and clamped the blade firmly at a point only one finger away from his face.

If Zhang Qingyu was attacking in a sneak attack just now, then the monk obviously won this game, but the monk who won was not proud or happy because of this, but stared at the thin and thin dagger that attacked him and changed his face, and then the monk looked at Zhang Qingyu angrily.

But the next scene was even more incredible, Zhang Qingyu finally stopped looking at the statue, she looked at the monk in robe with a calm expression, and then raised her right hand to him, and the empty left hand did not know when a small dagger appeared, as Zhang Qingyu's hand quickly got up and fell, her right index finger and ring finger were cut off by herself, and the snow-white severed finger tumbled and fell at the monk's feet with scarlet blood.

"Ah......" Ding Xiaofan screamed in horror, and hurriedly reached out to cover her mouth and cut herself off, how did she do such a bloody and unbearable move?

Soon, the gushing blood stained Zhang Qingyu's entire right hand, and then fell to the floor under her feet, but she didn't seem to see at all, nor did she feel pain, just looked at the monk with an expressionless face.

When the blood gathered into a puddle under her feet, Zhang Qingyu finally stopped standing like a statue, and she turned around slowly but firmly and left here. The thin and strong figure, the delicate and cold face, all with awe-inspiring calmness and determination, Qin Yan didn't know, what kind of encounters and tribulations had created such a woman who looked like people wanted to pity but didn't dare to pity?

Out of the temple gate, Zhang Qingyu casually pulled out a handkerchief from his arms as he walked, hastily tied his bleeding fingers, and then raised his head and walked quickly down the mountain.

Looking at that light back, Qin Yan always felt that Zhang Qingyu's demeanor just now seemed to have released his burden for many years, so at this moment, she felt so casual and free.

Throwing a dagger and cutting off two fingers, this seemingly self-harming act seemed to have some unknown purpose, what kind of grudge did Zhang Qingyu have with that monk that prompted her to behave like this? And is that monk a picture or not?

"Ten fingers connected to the heart, why doesn't she know that it hurts?" While following Zhang Qingyu, Ding Xiaofan muttered quietly.

Walking to the bottom of the mountain, less than ten meters further, Qin Yan saw two brown tall horses on the side of the road not far away, and a man standing upright in the wind beside the horses was looking at Zhang Qingyu walking towards him with a gentle face.

"Ye Ba? It's Ye Ba, it's really Ye Bahe, it's great, he's not dead. The moment he saw the man's face, Ding Xiaofan exclaimed excitedly.

"He's Ye Ba?" Qin Yan frowned slightly, now he finally knew why he could enter Ding Xiaofan's dream without mana.

Zhang Qingyu walked to Ye Ba's side, raised his head and smiled at him, and the bright smile suddenly dispelled the dark clouds in the sky and summoned the gorgeous morning sun.

"It turns out that Zhang Qingyu can laugh," Ding Xiaofan looked at Zhang Qingyu's smiling face in a daze, although it was a face exactly the same as herself, but she never felt that her smile could be as moving and attractive as one-tenth of Zhang Qingyu's.

For the first time, Ye Ba found Zhang Qingyu's right hand with a severed finger, he held that hand distressedly, then took out a porcelain bottle from the package on the horse, untied the handkerchief on Zhang Qingyu's hand that was rudely wrapped around her, and gently sprinkled a layer of medicinal powder on it, and then he tore off a white strip of cloth from his underwear, and carefully and heart-wrenchingly helped her slowly bandage it.

When everything was ready, Ye Ba picked up Zhang Qingyu and put her on one of the horses nearby, and then he also turned over and jumped on the other horse, the two glanced at each other affectionately, and then both rode away......

Looking at the back of Ye Ba leaving, Qin Yan sighed, and said in his heart, he had lost his soul for thousands of years, and now he finally found it, but it would never belong to him again.

"You're not going along?" Ding Xiaofan, who had already run forward for a distance, turned around and saw Qin Yan still standing in place in a daze, and couldn't help but ask strangely.

"I want to go back and have a look," Qin Yan pointed to the mountain, meaning that he wanted to go back to Guanxi Temple and go to see the monk just now, as for Zhang Qingyu and Ye Ba, as long as they wanted to find it, they would always find it.

"Are you going back?" According to past experience, Ding Xiaofan does not feel that he has the ability to control dreams, but he is properly controlled by dreams every time.

"Try it," said Qin Yan, turning around and walking towards the mountain road where she came, Ding Xiaofan followed behind her with some helplessness, and then she was very surprised to find that this time she could really go back to the place she wanted to go back to.

"Who the hell are you demons, and you still have such skills?" Ding Xiaofan stretched out her hand as she said and wanted to pat Qin Yan's shoulder, but the result was really empty, she looked at her right hand in surprise, and then slapped it on her chest, wow, it actually passed through?

Qin Yan turned his head and looked at Ding Xiaofan with idiot-like eyes, shook his head and said, "I really believe it now, after Zhang Qingyu's IQ has gone through several rounds of reincarnation, there is not much left to you. ”

"If you want to call me stupid, you just say it, do you use it like this?" Ding Xiaofan pursed his lips, and then walked to the door of the temple first after giving Qin Yan a roll of his eyes......