It didn't take half an hour, Huo Yan drove, it only took twenty minutes, of course, he drove too fast, and when the car stopped, Song Shenyan climbed down, holding on to the tree trunk next to him, and almost vomited.

"You have some dishes now, when we were abroad before, when we were about to be chased and chopped, the car drove much faster than this, and you would only shout loudly and cool." Huo Yan complained about her.

The tone was unfamiliar with cheerfulness.

He still unscrewed a bottle of water from the back of the car and handed it to her, and after Song Shenyan poured it several times, he eased up, wiped the corners of his mouth, and gasped and scolded her: "Do you think I am still the little girl who didn't know what to call back then?" ”

Song Shenyan suddenly said: "Falling in love?" Her question made Huo Yan panic at first instead of admitting.

"It's not." He denied it, and just as he was about to explain, Song Shenyan smiled at her.

patted him on the back: "Okay, just ask you, don't be nervous." ”

With a small bag in his hand, canvas shoes on his feet, and a student dress, he looked like he was in his early twenties.

She raised her feet and walked forward, and whispered to Huo Yan behind her: "It's good, let's not indulge in the past." ”

Huo Yan didn't speak, silently followed behind her, very close, but couldn't stretch out his hand.

Yes, moving forward, she can no longer see anyone other than Xie Tangyu, but Huo Yan also understands.

Before, he naively thought that Song Shenyan's smoke and Huo Yan's banquet were naturally similar.

Later, he also heard that Xie Tangyu and Song Shenyan were the most suitable names.

They are the fate of heaven, and they can never be changed by manpower.

"Let's go." Song Shenyan turned around and called out to him, Huo Yan was walking slower and slower, and he was about to be separated from the galaxy by two people.

It's September, the temperature here is still quite hot, and it's still a little dark in Tuan Village at 6 o'clock, and many backpackers have started to go to the street of the homestay.

"Shall we go straight to it or find a place to rest?" Huo Yan asked her.

"Find a place to rest, I've inquired, the temple will close at half past six, and no one can enter." She breathed a sigh of relief.

During the night, she felt a sense of panic.

Sitting on the bed, this is a small homestay, it is not very hygienic, there are no pots and bowls, and she needs to buy the farmer's farm food, but she can't eat it.

Instead, Huo Yan ate three or four bowls of noodles alone.

"You don't eat at all?"

There are four rooms in the whole yard, and you can't rent them all, you can only rent one of them, and the sound insulation is not good, and some of the noise next door is a little loud.

She listened to music with headphones on, and sat with her back to the wall.

"Song Shenyan." Huo Yan brought the noodles over, Song Shenyan waved her hand, she felt that she would be able to spit it out when she ate.

In the morning, when the sky was slightly bright, Huo Yan woke up on the sofa in the room, and when he opened his eyes, Song Shenyan was not in the house, he hurriedly put on his coat and went out, and happened to meet her coming back.

He was still carrying pancakes in his hand.

"This is very famous in Tuan Village, try it."

As he spoke, he walked into the house, and the two of them ate all the pancakes and fruits, and drank the two servings of rice porridge they bought.

Last night's discomfort was digested by her sleep.

Walking slowly to the Temple of Blessing, there are still a lot of people coming and going, they step in again, there is a kind of indescribable depression, maybe they know that it is useless to believe in anyone here.

When she walked to the lobby, Song Shenyan didn't go in, and she asked the sweeping monk next to her: "May I ask which immortal is enshrined in it." ”

"Shakyamuni Buddha." The little monk told her.

She looked up at the Buddha statue in the lobby, overlapping with the demon slaying seal on her back, and a strong sense of fear swept through her heart.

Hands tremble terribly.

"It's okay." Huo Yan blocked her view.

The two walked from the front yard to the backyard, which seemed to be a wasteland, the only part of the temple that was not used.

They went inside, saw that there was no one around, and looked inside again.

For a while, I couldn't find out where it was buried.

In the end, Huo Yan compared the original wall according to the traces of the photo alone, and finally locked the position.

"Are you sure you're going to do it?" He was worried that she wouldn't be able to bear it.

Not only must it be dug up, but it must also be sent to cremation as soon as possible, and most importantly, Song Tan's body has some very critical ledgers preserved.

"You can trust me, I'll bring you the ledger tomorrow morning." Huo Yan looked at her.

Song Shenyan lowered his face and nodded fiercely: "The account book is the most important thing." ”

On this day, Song Shenyan visited most of the places here, many of which were not open, and many people went to play, which led to many young people talking to her on the road, and even inviting her to take photos.

Her heavy mood is better.

At half past five in the afternoon, she came to the blessing tree and couldn't tell which one was Song Shenyan's brand.

If she could take it away, would she be able to decipher whether the person she wrote was Qu Chong or someone else, and she regretted leaving the sign on the tree in the first place.

How nice it would be to keep a memory for yourself.

"Song Shenyan." Huo Yan's sleeves and ankles were dirt, and he was holding a thick document bag in his hand.

There seems to be blood on the hands, but there is nothing in the past, and yes, people have been dead for more than ten years, where does the blood come from.

It's all dry.

"The body is well preserved, I have someone transport it back to Beicheng, and you can collect it when the time comes." Huo Yan and her walked out of the temple.

"How do you say that the people inside are going to dig up?" With such a big movement, it is impossible for the temple not to know about it.

"It's very simple, I found an old lady and gave her a huge amount of money, she said to the host that there was a child in the family who died and was buried here, and when she was old, she wanted to take it back to the grave, and the dead had a home."

The host was horrified when he heard this.

"The people here are all hired later, and they don't know much about the past of the Blessing Temple, so of course they are unprepared."

Huo Yan had prepared for this matter when he received her call, so there would be no mistakes.

Overnight, the two of them went to Chuancheng and took a plane to Nancheng.

Because Chen Sinian had the codebook given to Qiao Hengzhi by Qiao Zhong in his hand, this thing could not fall into the hands of other people, and Song Shenyan needed a first-hand password to be safe.

Outside the prison, the doorman was talking to Huo Yan, and it was very simple to use the relationship, but the Huo family's resources had never covered this range.

"Is it convenient? I wanted to meet Huo Yan and Chen Sinian, and I got Qiao Zhong's account book. ”

Xie Tangyu sat on the sofa in Chen Chen's house, his brows furrowed.

"What flavors to eat? Sweet and spicy? You probably haven't changed much in years. Chen Chen looked from the kitchen to the living room.

The voice leaks through the phone.

Song Shenyan and Xie Tangyu did not speak for the first time.

"43995, give me my name."

Because of Xie Tangyu, Song Shenyan saw Chen Sinian smoothly, Huo Yan didn't sit down, just stood at the door, like a guardian saint.

Chen Sinian was more energetic than before, and not so gloomy and terrifying, presumably his wife's weekly letters gave him hope to go out.

"Miss Song?"

Huo Yan stared at him, with his own oppressive force.

Song Shenyan looked like he was talking about business, and said with a smile: "We met again, I hope that we will be outside next time." ”