After a while, Nie Donglai came back to his senses, turned his head to look at Mu Guitian who was confused, and frowned: "Fatty, have you been here before?"

At this time, Mu Guitian gave him a very strange feeling, following the line of sight, Nie Donglai caught his eyes that seemed to be very complicated, it was a kind of mixed eyes, there was nostalgia, joy, and sorrow.

Mu Guitian looked at the lake in a daze, nodded lightly, and sighed: "I've been here, more than once!"

Nie Donglai thought about it and didn't ask any more, everyone has his bitterness and bitterness, it seems that this place has left a deep memory for Mu Guitian, it should be sweet and astringent, he can't bear to reveal the old scars of this fat man in front of him who is usually nervous, but there is no lack of thick and thin.

He didn't ask, Mu Guitian didn't say much, after a while, he finally turned his head, looked at Nie Donglai and stopped, and finally turned into a light sigh and said, "Let's go eat!"

Nie Donglai nodded and said, "Let's go!"

Mu Guitian turned around and walked away, his originally tall back was like a lonely bird, he walked very slowly, Nie Donglai shook his head and sighed, and slowly followed.

After passing through the pavilion corridor and going down the stairs, Changsheng Street returned to its previous width, and it was still an endless stream of people, still a Qiongyu attic, and still a dazzling array of people.

Following Mu Guitian, following the flow of people and walking away, Nie Donglai turned his head and looked back, only to find that the original pavilion corridor was not only connected at both ends, but also a stepped path perpendicular to the pavilion corridor in the middle of it, the path was not spacious, about four people could walk side by side, the steps went up step by step, leading to a hill that was not towering, the top of the hill was vaguely a temple, the temple was not very large, and [Qingchan Temple] Compared with the scale, the colors around the temple are wafting, rows and rows of vertical bright red scarves are flying in the wind, and even the hills are covered with bright red scarves, and the people who look at them are dazzled.

There seemed to be more and more people on the pavilion and corridor looking at the center of the lake, and more and more young couples who were relying on each other slowly came from the corner of Changsheng Street to flirt and laugh, and after a short stay in the pavilion and corridor, they all smiled sweetly and walked to the stepped path in the middle of the pavilion and corridor, and finally walked to the temple at the top of the hill, as if there was something there more worthy of their fascination than the beautiful scenery of Changsheng Street and the lake of sorrow.

After a while, the temple that originally did not have many visitors has become full of people, lively, cheerful laughter, filled the entire temple, the sound along the hills, like spreading in the distance, but all this, did not cause anyone's surprise, it seems that everyone has become accustomed to it.

This made Nie Donglai very puzzled, although the hills and temples looked beautiful and colorful, and they could barely be regarded as the most prosperous and unique trees in Shengxuan City, but if it was nothing more, it would not be possible to achieve the grand occasion that all young partners had to rub in, even if the radish and green vegetables had their own love, it would not be so, this might probably be the so-called Zifei Yuyan Knowing the Joy of Fish, right? Anyway, he didn't understand it very well.

"It seems that there must be some mystery in that temple. ”

Nie Donglai was entangled in his heart, and shook his head helplessly, as for what was the mystery of that temple, he still couldn't figure it out, and he hadn't entered it himself, so it was impossible to know what was in it.

But he can't control himself from guessing, people are often like this, full of curiosity about unknown things, once all the mysteries are solved in front of his eyes one by one, he will feel that it is nothing more than that.

Mu Guitian saw Nie Donglai stop, so he stopped, turned his head to look at him, and saw that he had a thoughtful posture, staring slightly along his line of sight, and I probably understood what was going on in his heart, so he asked out loud: "Do you know what the pavilion and corridor we stayed in before is called?"

Originally, he didn't think of answering questions for Nie Donglai, but after thinking about it, since he had lost his memory, he definitely didn't know many things, especially when he remembered that the old man of Baili Changfeng once said that Nie Donglai's memory might be accompanied by his memory of the past things, wake up, and in line with the primary purpose of Nie Donglai to restore his memory, he would have this question.

"Huh, what's it called?"

Mu Guitian was stunned for a moment, he didn't understand why he asked such a question, because he only cared about enjoying the beautiful scenery of Changsheng Street before, and he also didn't notice that the pavilion and corridor they stayed in before would have a name.

Mu Guitian turned around, looked into his eyes and said, "It has a very beautiful name, it's called Tongxin Bridge. ”

"Concentric Bridge?"

Nie Donglai rubbed his head vigorously, when he heard the name Tongxin Bridge, he felt as if something suddenly appeared in his mind, but just as he was about to grab those things, they disappeared silently.

"Concentric Bridge...... Concentric Bridge...... Concentric Bridge ......"

Several times in a row, Nie Donglai was repeating the same three words, but he couldn't think of anything.

Thinking to no avail, Nie Donglai looked at Mu Guitian suspiciously: "Why does this name give me a very strange feeling, but I just can't remember it?"

Mu Guitian stared at him for a moment, and sighed: "Since you can't think of it, then don't force it, everything has its own cause and effect, don't be too forceful." ”

After a pause, he pointed to the temple at the top of the hill and asked, "By the way, do you see that temple?"

Nie Donglai nodded, he had noticed this seemingly ordinary, even somewhat insignificant temple early in the morning, but he didn't know why so many people were going one after another.

Mu Guitian said again: "Then do you know what its name is?"

His eyes kept staring at Nie Donglai's eyes, his eyes were as serious as ever, as if he wanted to see the answer he wanted from his eyes.

"What's it called?"

Nie Donglai was a little unclear, so Mu Guitian didn't say how he would know what that temple was called? He hadn't even seen him before, so it was strange to say, with such a flat terrain in Shengxuan City, he couldn't imagine that Changsheng Street still hid such a unique scenery.

Mu Guitian sighed again: "It's called the first-line temple. ”

"A first-line temple?"

Nie Donglai felt that vague feeling, but he never thought of a clue.

"That's right, the first-line temple!"

Mu Guitian nodded and explained: "It is taken from the marriage line. ”

Nie Donglai turned his head and thought about it, and asked, "Why does it feel weird?"

He didn't know exactly what was going on, but he felt something strange in his heart.