"My name is Ah Yang, the Yang of the Sun."

The girl, that is, Ah Yang's eyes are bright, and she is like a little sun, as her name suggests.

She heard Sang Ling say that she also came to find the mountain temple, and she was even more happy.

"I said that there was a mountain temple on this mountain, and they didn't believe it. I happened to hear rumors that if you come to the mountain temple to ask for a prayer, you will be able to fulfill your wish. My parents always want to force me to marry those ugly men, I came this time to ask for a wishful husband, but I didn't expect to get lost when I walked here, but fortunately I was lucky to meet you, and the two of us can be regarded as a companion. ”

It seems that the source of the Zhao family's strange thing turned out to be the mountain temple? Master Zhao also asked for wealth?

Sang Ling's eyebrows quickly loosened, revealing a faint smile:

"Where is this mountain temple? I've been looking for a long time, and it's all going around. Where did you hear the rumors from, and are there any clues? ”

The girl gathered in front of the fire to roast the fire, the thin fabric could not stop the cold in the forest late at night, she shivered a little, and when she heard Sang Ling say this, she shook her head.

"My family has a cooperative merchant, the kind who suddenly got rich. He once got drunk and accidentally said that there is a mountain temple in this mountain, and as long as you ask for incense, you can get your wish. But I searched the mountain almost all over and couldn't find it. ”

Incense and wishing, will bring the wish power of mortals, it is the benefit of cultivation of some things, it seems that this mountain temple should be the reason for the rumors in this city. It's just that the poor people of the world are ignorant, where is there a god in this world who can fulfill all your wishes, and mortals do not know what they ask for.

Sang Ling's voice faded:

"People in the city say that getting rich means ruining the family, has your merchant paid the price?"

Ah Yang covered his mouth in fear, and then quickly let go.

"He lives well, and he still marries a wife and has children, how can there be a price?"

Sang Ling didn't say that this person may have married a new wife after his wife and children died. "I also have a companion, and when he comes, we will go to the mountain temple together." Looking at Ah Yang's still somewhat white face, he added:

"It's too cold at night, you can make a fire here and wait for us to come back."

Ah Yang immediately shook his head.

"I want to go with you, only the mountain temple I found myself is sincere, and my wish will definitely come true!"

Her eyes were full of hope, sparkling. Cheerful as a lark, it diluted the dead silence of many of the woods.

From Ah Yang's chirping voice, Sang Ling already knew who her surname was, where she lived, how many people there were in the family, how her future husband was, and so on.

When Su Luo came back with the processed wild boar, Ah Yang was already screaming at Sang Ling one by one, and he didn't leave for half a step. After chattering for most of the night, I finally got rid of my excitement and went to sleep.

Su Luo let go of his frowning brows and muttered with some disgust:

"Where did you pick it up? It's really noisy. ”

Sang Ling felt that Ah Yang was cute and cute, and disagreed:

"Ayang is a lovely girl, don't belittle people. If it weren't for her, where would she know about the Mountain Temple. ”

In the chattering conversation of Ah Yang just now, Su Luo already knew the legend of the mountain temple. But listening to the cute words in Sang Ling's mouth, he still had a subtle unhappiness.

"Hmph, who knows if it's true or not."

They waited by the fire for most of the night, but they didn't wait for the remnant to appear. Originally, I wanted to go around again to look for the so-called mountain temple, but I didn't want to fall asleep by the fire.

When the dreamland subsided, Sang Ling woke up suddenly, only to find that it was dawn.

In the early morning in the woods, there was a lot of fog, like layers of white veil in front of you, illuminating everything in a shadowy and vague way, and the sound of water still tinkling and clinking beside it.

The fire in front of him had already burned to ashes, and Sang Ling woke up Su and found that Ah Yang was gone.

The fog was getting heavier and heavier, as if it was trying to hide something. A series of women's footprints were found nearby, and she did not hesitate to follow the footprints on the ground, going further and further and deeper.

Gradually, the birds in my ears became less chirping. In the next second, a blurry figure on the ground came into view, and the sparse sunlight shone on her face, illuminating the girl's peachy cheeks with a plush feeling.

Sang Ling recognized the person and stopped.

It's too dark and dark, and there are a lot of crawling insects and ants on the ground. The girl seemed to be asleep, her eyes were closed, she didn't know how long she had stayed, and even her clothes were covered with fallen leaves.

Sang Ling closed her eyes slightly:

"She's dead."

Su Luo frowned:

"We fell asleep inexplicably last night, and we didn't hear any movement, it seems that this mountain god really has great ability, and even the monks have been blinded to the past."

Sang Ling quickly checked, Ah Yang's body was clean and there was no wound, and he raised his hand above her eyebrows, but at such a close distance, he didn't even find a little bit of ghostly energy, obviously he didn't even have a remnant soul.

She withdrew her hand, looked at the quiet girl in front of her, and sighed slightly.

"It's like pulling her soul straight out."

Su Luo originally wanted to use spiritual power, but in the end, he didn't startle the snake, picked up a stick and went to the dense grass and trees next to him to look for it, except for the snakes, insects, rats and ants that were alarmed and ran away quickly, he didn't find any other abnormalities, not even the ghost spirit.

The surrounding area here is dark and damp, the location is narrow, let alone the mountain temple, and even a stone is not common.

Staying was fruitless, Sang Ling took out a thin blanket and covered Ah Yang on the ground, the blanket crossed her chin and covered her head and face, she said:

"I know where her home is, let's send them back."

After coming down from the mountain and buying a carriage, Sang Ling came to a high gate in the north of the city according to the address that Ayang had said before.

At this time, the door of Liufu was closed, and there was a lot of noise in the house. Before he could get closer, he heard a woman screaming and wailing for Yang Yunyun.

Knowing that she had come to the right place, Sang Ling went up and knocked on the door.

After waiting for a long time, the servant hurriedly came over to open the door, and when he heard that Sang Ling was sending the young lady back, he was immediately overjoyed:

"Miss is back, Miss is back!"

Without waiting for Sang Ling to explain again, ten people rushed out of the door at once, men, women and children, all wearing gold and silver and looking haggard.

"Where's Ah Yang? Where's my Ah Yang! ”

Sang Ling hesitated, but still took a few steps down the stone steps, and opened the corner of the curtain of the carriage parked in front of the door, revealing the girl lying inside.

Everyone was first happy, and then there was great grief and anger, and the mountains were about to rush towards Sang Ling like a tsunami.

"Why did Ah Yang die, did you kill it!"

"Murder pays for life!"

As soon as Su Luo kicked his feet, he got out of the carriage and blocked in front of Sang Ling.

"Her death has nothing to do with us, your daughter wants to go to the mountain temple to ask for Ruyi Langjun, and by the time we find her, she will already be like this."

"Mountain Temple?!"

The middle-aged man in the crowd, who should be Ah Yang's father, was shocked, as if he realized something, and suddenly looked into the door of the mansion.

A matchmaker was walking out of there, and when she met her, she smiled for three points, and she didn't feel the tense atmosphere for half a minute.

"I said, sir, this is a good family business. The young master of the family gave birth to Zhilan Yushu and is romantic, and it is a first-class Ruyi Langjun. If you want to put aside his life, how many famous ladies can't match, how can it be your turn. Today is just right, your young lady has just passed away, and her age and appearance are suitable, so I came to match this yin parent, you have to think about it, but you can't delay the children's marriage. ”

The matchmaker had just been brought in by the servants, and before they could ask her what she was doing when they lost their daughter, they turned their heads and saw her daughter's body.

A great sense of absurdity swept over me, and before everyone could react, someone was heard sneering:

"It seems that her wish to ask for Ruyi Langjun in the mountain temple has come true, and this mountain temple is really fulfilled and timely."

Su Luo commented lightly, and was stopped by Sang Ling.

She returned the carriage and the corpse to Ayang's family, and turned to leave without stopping.

After that, the Liu family cried for a long time, and finally invited the matchmaker into the house.

On the way, I happened to pass by the clothes shop last time, and when Sang Ling came out of the clothes shop after dressing up, the direction was to go out of the city.

The yellow clothes are the new clothes made before, and the hair is specially combed and pulled into a snake bun by the female shopkeeper, which looks smart and cute, like a little jasper who doesn't know anything about the world.

This is something Su Luo has never seen before, and after a slight shake in his heart, he quickly stopped people.

"You're trying to be bait?"

Sang Ling nodded, wanting to bypass the arm he was blocking, but she didn't want Su Luo to follow closely, she could only explain:

"I had an idea that I needed to validate. But this time I need to go alone, you go back to Zhao's house first and wait for me. ”

"No way!" Su Luo refused without even thinking about it. "That thing doesn't know what strength and hole cards it has, how can I rest assured that you will go alone. Besides, a thing that absorbs the power of mortal wishes must be an evil way and difficult to deal with. Why do you have to go by yourself, just report to the nearby sect and let them deal with it. ”

Sang Ling shook her head:

"It's too late."

She is not a reckless man, the mirror of retrospective migration is there, and she has the ability to protect herself.

The two were in a stalemate for a while, and finally Su Luo softened, and his eyes deliberately looked from the bottom to the top in the sun, and the sparkling Ling Ling seemed to be carrying a pool of lake water.

"Then let me wait at the bottom of the mountain, if you have something, you have to contact me immediately with the communication jade pendant, you know no!"

Sang Ling nodded her head, and after some words to appease Su Luo, she went straight up the mountain alone. But she didn't know that she had just gone up the mountain with her front feet, and the fallen leaves that she had walked on her back feet made a soft clicking sound, and she followed all the way.

When she reached the brook where she had spent the night before, she stood in the woods and looked around, as if waiting for something to appear. The aura on her body had already turned into a mortal under the golden finger of the Mirror of Retrospection, and with the form of her clothes, she had already changed into another person.

Soon she heard some rickety figure walking in an invisible place in the woods, and when she saw that she didn't follow, she stopped and looked back.

There were patches of trees and weeds in the field of vision, and it was impossible to see what the figure was. She pinched the embroidered handkerchief in her hand, looked at it with some nervous hesitation, and then followed into the deeper forest.

Outside the forest, the sky was bright and white, but here it was as dim as night. No matter what Sang Ling's pace was, the two of them were always one in front of the other, separated by a distance of three zhang away.

While she was walking and resting, she had been walking for half an hour, and when she was completely impatient, suddenly the treetops moved, and a wind blew from nowhere, and the wind swept up her slender body, Sang Ling tried her best to relax her subconscious vigilant body, and let this wisp of wind take her to a darker place.

I don't know how long it took, but I was already in the place.

Countless lotus lamps came out of thin air all around, and the wick was lit, lit up with dots of yellow candlelight, floating around the body, illuminating the three inches in front of him.

Three inches away, I could only see a vague shadow with a little bit of vision, as if I had come to a temple?

"Is it a mountain temple?"

Her tone was a little sluggish, accompanied by a thin gasp, and her nervous and shy emotions were fully released.

The other party did not find anything abnormal, and the surrounding lotus lanterns spread out like water waves, and quickly escaped into the darkness, "Bang-" sound, smashed the black, brightened up the white, and the huge statue that towered almost into the clouds.

God only sat cross-legged with his right hand and his eyes slightly closed, looking at all living beings in the world with compassion, waiting for the world to tell his wishes.

At a certain moment, Sang Ling seemed to have an urge to say all the words in her heart, appeal to her pain, and pray for her wish to be fulfilled.

"I want to ......"

The god's eyes slowly opened, like the cruel banter of a hunter looking at his prey in a trap.

He had a new prey.

At this time, the mirror of retrospective migration in the body suddenly spoke:

"I have a new feature, do you need it?"