Lian Luodan continued: "My mother and the people of the Western Zen Monastery know that the diary and the pen are inseparable from me, and if something happens to me, as long as I find this diary and a pen, I will know that I have never left the Mingchen Temple. That's what I meant by stuffing my bra into the vent of the secret room, and as long as I can be sure that I'm still in the temple, you won't end your investigation of the temple - as long as you keep looking, I'll see the light of day again. Lian Luodan said this, tears overflowed in his eyes.

"You're an assertive, very brave girl, and if we can't find these three things, it's going to be hard to get this case going. Not only did you save yourself, you also saved Shang Wenjun. You helped us uncover the truth about the disappearance of many young monks and nuns in Mingchen Temple, and we all have to thank you! What Ouyang Ping said was from his heart, and what he said was also the truth, "Lian Luodan, can you tell us what happened that night?" We are very similar to knowing how Huijue and Zhizhen caused so many monks and nuns to disappear mysteriously. Of course, some of the circumstances that followed your disappearance - preferably in detail. ”

"I was about to tell you about it. That night, I woke up, and after drinking water, I was just trying to release my hand, but before I could move my steps, suddenly the world was spinning, and I realized that something was wrong. But by this time, I couldn't help myself. Lian Luodan looked at Han Lingling's face and fell into deep thought.

Ouyang Ping didn't ask any more questions, he waited patiently with everyone - Ouyang Ping couldn't be reluctant - especially this kind of thing.

"When I woke up -- I was actually going to wake up before I woke up, I knew in my heart, I could see everything, but my body didn't seem to be my own anymore. I wanted to shout, but I couldn't. ”

"What do you see?" Ouyang Ping knew that this was the most embarrassing plot for Lian Luodan, but he had to ask. He believed that Lian Luo Dan had such psychological endurance.

"A man pressed heavily against me, writhing and panting loudly. His face was hideous, I wanted to struggle, but I couldn't move, and I smelled a very special smell, the one I smelled when I was bathing in the seclusion. The old beast also has this smell on his body. I realized what was going on. I also understand the reason why Qing Shui, Zhishui, Xiuzhu and others suddenly left Mingchen Temple. I wanted to wake up immediately, but to no avail, I wanted to move my hands and feet, but I didn't have any strength at all - I was sleepwalking, like I used to have nightmares when I was a child. After struggling like this for a while, I fell asleep - I should have fainted, firstly because I was frightened, and secondly because of the effect of the drug. ”

"How long did it take for you to wake up?"

"How long it took to wake up, I don't know, but from that night onwards, I was completely unconscious of time, and I was in a blur, and the days were so long. When I fully woke up, I found myself in a dark room that was eerie, pitch black, and cold. There was a deathly silence in the dark room, there was no sound at all, I could even hear my own breathing and my heart beating. Rats crawled around on me. ”

"Isn't it really in the dark room?"

"No, he's gone, I want to move my body, but I can't move."

"Why?"