"I feel that you may be his past life."

The voice that uttered this sentence was not unfamiliar to him, but very familiar.

The voice of the owner of the voice was a little cold and warm, falling in the ears, like a gurgling stream flowing through the mountains.

This is Ning Xiang's voice.

Along with the sound, there was a slender back hidden in the thick fog.

She was wearing a black and red shirt, some green silk was scattered over her shoulders like a waterfall, and there were peach blossom hairpins that he was very familiar with on the bundled green silk.

And on her right hand, which was hanging down, she also wore a bracelet inlaid with a red natal magic stone.

"She is. Ning Xiang? ”

But why, the scene where she appeared was in the courtyard of his modern villa?

Mo Yinxing suddenly remembered that Ning Xiang had given her and him a nickname.

His nickname, in this kind of ancient times when people were very particular about the names of table characters, would hardly be used.

And this nickname, even in modern times, he hasn't told anyone, Ning Xiang, how did she know?

The wind became more violent at this moment, but it did not wake him up.

Ning Xiang was a little cold by this gust of wind, but she was not in a hurry to use the borrowing bracelet to prop up a cold cover for herself.

Before she saw Yan Xiyue, Mo Yinxing's magic, she had better save it, just in case.

The temple is quietly tight.

After entering, I could only see a few monks hurrying through the verandah, and the smell of sandalwood in the temple was so strong that even the rain and wind could not blow away.

Not long after Ning Xiang entered, a little monk came over, saying that a benefactor had asked him to give her this note.

Ning Xiang stretched out her hand to take it, and after opening it, there was a new location written on it, as well as a teleportation talisman.

After Ning Xiang told Mo Yinxing about the new location in the form of a sound transmission, she glanced around the temple.

Although there was no way to detect any gaze that fell on her, her intuition told her that Yan Xiyue must be herself, or that someone had sent someone to monitor the situation on her side.

didn't let Mo Yinxing rush to the new location, but told him to wait for her to go over first.

The new location written on the note is on the top of Baihe Mountain, where the human realm and the cultivation realm, as well as the demon realm, intersect the three realms.

It's not too close to here, because Mt. Hakutsuru is so high that it would take at least two quarters of an hour to get there.

After Mo Yinxing received the news, he could only stand still and wait for a response from Ning Xiang's side.

During this time, he did not intend to enter the White Crane Temple.

But the rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the coachman who had brought them up was afraid that he would not leave again, and he would have to stay in the mountains at that time, and he would not be able to do more business, so he urged Xiao Mo Yin to go down.

He had no choice but to be forced into the temple to save some magic power.

Maybe it's because he looks too small, and he's in the form of an eight-year-old child.

Not long after entering the temple, he received a concerned inquiry from a monk and took him to the Buddha statue hall, which was basically flooded by no wind, to take shelter from the rain.

It's weird to say.

In his previous life and in this life, he should have seen a Buddha statue in reality for the first time in a real sense.

But for some reason, when he saw this solemn Buddha statue, some strange memories would intermittently appear in his mind.

In his memory, the Buddha statue was very dilapidated, covered with mottled and rusty marks.

And the Buddha statue seems to be in a ruined temple.

But he clearly remembered that in his previous life, he had never been to such a place.

Just thinking about it, I saw an old monk carrying a bamboo basket on his back and wrapping around the side screen into the main hall of the Buddha statue.

The old monk didn't seem to expect to see him, and after being stunned for a moment, he made a standard folded hands salute to him.

He walked to Xiao Mo Yinxing's side, put down the bamboo basket covered by the robe, and took out the newly purchased incense sticks from the mountain, some of which were put in a drawer, and some of which were lit with incense.

During the whole process, his eyes were obviously not on Xiao Mo Yinxing, but before turning around and leaving, he said something meaningful.

"The bell must be tied to the bell, the little boy is confused, maybe the bell person will answer, but the way to ask has to think twice."

After that, the old monk stepped out of the Buddha hall without looking back, and his figure disappeared in the vast rain and mist.

Leaving Xiao Mo Yinxing standing in place, hanging his long eyelashes, he didn't know what he was thinking.

The summit of White Crane Mountain.

The coolness at the top of the mountain is even worse than that of the White Crane Temple at the bottom of the mountain.

After Ning Xiang rubbed the goosebumps on her body and sneezed again, Yan Xiyue walked out of a deep bamboo forest and asked Ning Xiang to follow.

She changed out of the black and red shirt that represented the identity of the demon people, and changed into a light pink spring skirt that was tightly covered.

And I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the spring dress she wore was also embroidered with a lot of peach blossom embroidery.

After Ning Xiang followed her, she also saw a peach blossom hairpin in her hair, and smelled the rich fragrance of peach blossoms coming from the brocade bag around her waist.

"Yan Xiyue, where is the treasure hunting mouse?"

She retracted her gaze, not interested in asking Yan Xiyue why she made such a look, but directly asked about the whereabouts of the treasure hunting mouse.

Yan Xiyue paused for a moment when she heard this, and then quickly returned to normal.

With a wave of her sleeves, she was bound by her rope, and the treasure hunting rat, which seemed to be still in a comatose state, was released, but Ning Xiang was not given a chance to touch it.

"Here, I said, it won't hurt it, what are you worried about?"

The treasure hunt rat slept soundly and even snored.

Seeing this, Ning Xiang was a little relieved, pursed her lips and continued to follow Yan Xiyue, who was going to the unmanned pavilion inside.

Yan Xiyue snorted coldly, and after entering the pavilion and sitting down, she waved her sleeves and even prepared tea.

"Sit down."

Her expression was indifferent, and there was no murderous intent or ill intent on her face, which made Ning Xiang unable to figure out what she was thinking for a while.

I could only be a little vigilant, and sat directly opposite her as Yan Xiyue said.

But for the tea handed over by Yan Xiyue, she didn't touch it.

"What the hell are you trying to do? Went to great lengths to tie up my monster just to have something to say to me? ”

If that's the case, it's better to find her directly, why make the situation so tense?

"Yes, but it's not much more." Between the words, Yan Xiyue stretched out her right hand and used her magic power to ignite a white mist that had been lingering around the pavilion and was not noticed by Ning Xiang, thinking that it was just a simple rain mist and mountain fog.

The moment the mist was ignited, she saw them fly to her side at an extremely fast speed, enveloping her and Yan Xiyue together.

"What are you doing here? What is this?! ”

Ning Xiang wanted to use her magic to disperse them, but the mist that could burrow into her nasal cavity was faster.

Yan Xiyue followed her to inhale those mists, and the faces of boys and girls who had not made waves were a little colder.

"Don't worry, I won't break my oath to the way of heaven and attack you, I just want to see if you are worthy of Brother Mo on earth."

When the words fell, Ning Xiang's thoughts fell into darkness completely, and Xiao Mo Yinxing also arrived at the place at the same time.

Before the fog dissipated, reach out and touch it.

Yan Xiyue: I don't believe that there is anyone in the world who loves him more than me!

Ning Xiang: Coincidentally, I don't believe it either.

(End of chapter)