Ning Xiang let out a "hmm", and didn't ask him first if the demon bloodline in her body was sealed by him, but asked him if she lived here when she was young?

"I noticed that when I came here, I had a strange sense of familiarity, but when I think about it, I don't think much of it."

Wu Ku went up the steps, opened the wooden door of the sliding meditation room, and let Ning Xiang go in first.

When the wooden door was closed again, he walked to the window and lit the incense in the incense burner, which filled the whole meditation room with a faint fragrance, and he gave an affirmative answer.

"That's right, or rather, donor, you came to Fanyin Temple when you were not yet a young man."

"The poor monk remembers clearly, it was a thunderstorm day, that day the poor monk just came back from the mountain, and saw a young man with a very strong demonic aura put down a cradle in front of the temple, the young man saw someone coming, and quickly turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared, leaving only the cradle in place."

Ning Xiang listened silently, and roughly guessed that the young man Wu Ku was talking about should be the human skin demon Cangjiang, her titular uncle.

With his right hand, he grabbed the Buddha beads in his hand and said that there was not only a baby in the cradle, but also a sword-shaped jade pendant and a note with the word "incense" written on it.

"The poor monk didn't know your surname, so he called you Xiaoxiang and raised you until you were three years old, and it was also that year that the poor monk calculated that you would open your own positive relationship that year, so when the cultivator who came to the temple to rest for a while begged you, he gave you out, but now I look at it."

Wu Ku paused the movement of the Buddha beads in his hand, glanced Ning Xiang up and down, and sighed: "Donor, you are not doing well. ”

When the words fell, there was no bitterness and the voice changed, and he said something that surprised Ning Xiang very much.

"But fortunately, Nirvana is reborn, whether it will follow the track of the past, it is not yet known, here is the poor monk, there is only one thing that can help you."

Wu Ku got up, under Ning Xiang's stunned gaze, turned around and walked to the bookshelf in the meditation room, took down a dusty book from the top floor, returned to the low table, patted the dust on it, and handed her the things.

"Another bloodline in the main body of the donor, maybe not a bad thing for you now, if you have to unseal the other half of the bloodline one day, just open this book."

Ning Xiang stretched out her hand to take it, looked through it, but found that it was a wordless heavenly book inside.

Seeing this, he stroked the gray beard on his chin, and a funny look appeared on his somewhat fierce face: "Naturally, I can't read it now, but when the time is ripe, you will see the words inside." ”

"Okay, what the poor monk should tell you has been said, you don't have to be afraid that the poor monk will tell others about this, and you don't have to think about repaying the poor monk for the three-year nurturing grace he has given you.

Ning Xiang looked at Wu Kuan's old eyes, and began to collect the Buddha beads in his hand again, knowing that he really didn't want to say anything more to her, and after solemnly bending down to thank him, he put the book into the ring and turned to leave.

When her figure disappeared completely, she opened her eyes again without suffering and spit out a mouthful of black blood, and the whole person was a lot haggard compared to before, as if she had suddenly aged ten years.

He looked in the direction where Ning Xiang had just left, wiped the blood of his lower lip flap with a handkerchief, and sighed lightly: "I hope that this time, the dead end can be broken."

In the evening, when the twilight was completely closed, Gu Ying looked at the door where there was still no human figure, and sighed lightly.

"You won't come back, will you? It wasn't in vain that I made such a table. ”

Ning Zhou looked at the girl with a depressed expression, lowered his eyes for a while, and said in a deep voice: "If Xiaoxiang can't rush back, I can eat all of them alone." ”

Gu Ying heard Ning Zhou's voice, and subconsciously recalled the ridiculous thing she and Ning Zhou did last night.

Now, as soon as I heard his deep voice, I could subconsciously think of the shameful scene of him calling him by name in his hoarse voice, and the heat crawled all the way from her neck all the way to her face, and a wisp of white smoke rose above her head, as if water was boiling.

Stammered back to him: "No, you don't need your help, you just eat your own share!" ”

Speaking of "eating", Gu Ying remembered that she was "eaten" by Ning Zhouqian, and in shame, she simply walked out of the house, out of sight, out of ear, and without hearing.

But it was cool and breezy outside, and Gu Ying was dressed relatively thinly, and after going out and sitting on the bamboo rattan chair for a while, her body began to get cold, and she sneezed a few times.

Just as she was about to sneeze her third time, a handkerchief was handed to her, with a crisp scent of bamboo.

She raised her eyes to look, only to find that it was Ning Zhou who came over with a wheelchair, and he also had a windshield cloak in his hand.

"Put it on, it's cool outside, if you think I'm an eyesore, I won't see you when I come into the house."

After saying that, Ning Zhou wanted to roll his wheelchair and leave, but was stopped by Gu Ying at the next moment.

"Wait!"

She put on the cloak full of Ning Zhou's breath, wiped her nose with a handkerchief, and said awkwardly: "I didn't say that you were an eyesore, I just"

It's just a little embarrassing to face him.

After all, it was clear that not long ago, between the two of them, she was still chasing him unilaterally, and he had been avoiding her, but suddenly reversed, and he had done so many intimate things to her that he had never done to her even if they were still fiancés, and he would feel very awkward.

But these words, Gu Ying didn't say to Ning Zhou, but stepped forward to hold the handle of his wheelchair after saying "oops", and changed the topic: "Forget it, then let's go in and eat first, the big deal is to keep the rest for Xiangxiang and them first, and wait for them to come back to see how it is."

"Senior Sister Gu, brother!"

Before Gu Ying could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Ning Xiang's voice.

She took Amer and Pei Zhuoan down from the carriage and beckoned to Gu Ying.

Then he turned his head to look at the carriage parked not far away, and quickly retracted his gaze and walked towards Gu Ying.

"Xiangxiang, why did you come back so late?"

"The carriage broke down once on the road, so it was delayed for a long time, senior sister, have you and your brother had dinner?"

After Miao Yuxuan got down from the carriage with Ning Rou, he looked at Ning Xiang and the others from a distance talking happily, recalling part of the truth he had heard in Fanyin Temple before, and his eyes were complicated.

Ning Rou was the same at the moment, she didn't expect that Ning Xiang was also Ning Tianhe's adopted child, but why was it so coincidental that her appearance would be so similar to Ning Xiang?

She couldn't figure it out, so she simply went to ask Ning Tianhe about it in person after returning to her residence.

Part of this is revealed in the next chapter.

(End of chapter)