The monk smiled but did not say a word.

"I can take you into the palace!" Bai Xuanyue threw an olive branch at Dhara again.

"The little monk and the female donor have a fate, so they can meet, and the female donor has a fate with the colorful stone, this is the will of heaven, why is the female donor missing?" The monk unhurriedly dialed the rosary in his hand.

If it weren't for this situation, there would really be a bit of a monk who doesn't know the world.

Bai Xuanyue gritted her teeth, word by word, word by word, and said, "Okay, as you wish!"

The group was in the dense fog, walking towards the only road, and Bai Xuanyue rode the Red Sky Little Flying Tiger to the end.

The Red Sky Little Flying Tiger looked back, and sure enough, the road behind it was completely closed by the newly grown thorn trees.

It didn't take long for everyone to enter a clearing, and Bai Xuanyue only felt that her eyes were bright, and she could see things clearly.

And the man in white disappeared along with the thick fog, leaving only Bai Xuanyue and Dhara, plus a little flying tiger in the red sky.

The multicolored stone mentioned by the monk is standing in the center of the open space.

The monk was right, the two-person tall stone was overflowing with light, and the colors were criss-crossed, which was indeed very similar to the multicolored stone used by Nuwa in the legend to mend the sky.

But Bai Xuanyue felt familiar, and there was a faint sense of weirdness that could not be explained.

"Hey, stupid woman, isn't this a crystal in a museum?!" exclaimed the Red Sky Flying Tiger.

Bai Xuanyue was reminded by the Chitian Little Flying Tiger, and suddenly remembered that on TV at that time, I saw an expert saying that this was found in a certain monument: the multicolored stone of Nuwa to mend the sky.

At that time, Bai Xuanyue still scoffed, and ridiculed the big pig that it was just an artificially made crystal, how could there be any legendary multicolored stones?

These gentlemen just like to deceive the people as three-year-old children, and once dug up a child corpse in Cao Cao's tomb, and experts diagnosed that it was Cao Cao when he was a child.

It's really laughable.

But how did museum stuff come into the world?

Now Bai Xuanyue is also a little unclear, the crystal stone of the museum attracts her to move forward, and the little flying tiger in the red sky is naturally curious.

Approaching the eyes, the look on Bai Xuanyue's face changed from doubt to consternation.

"Does the benefactor recognize the characters on this boulder?" Dhara's well-timed voice rang out.

On October 16, 2016, I visited here.

Bai Xuanyue left a pen.

How could she not recognize it?

The boulder is clearly engraved with her own handwriting!

And the payment is also her name!

But how?

How could she have been here in 2016?

Isn't October 16, 2016 what happened the other day?

She's still in school......

Hiss -

What does she do at school?

Why...... Why doesn't she remember?

"My head hurts so much, why can't I remember?" Bai Xuanyue covered her head in pain, and kept muttering in her mouth, "Why ......?"

"Stupid woman, what's wrong with you?" asked Chitian Xiaofeihu eagerly.

"Why...... Who am I? Who am I?"

Bai Xuanyue was gently pushed by a hand behind her back, and her body was weightless in an instant, and the world was spinning in front of her, and she lost consciousness......

......

Chitian Little Flying Tiger watched Bai Xuanyue disappear in front of his eyes, and suddenly became angry: "Little bald donkey, where did you get that stupid woman!"

"Didn't the donor's eyes really see, and why did he knowingly ask?" Dhara withdrew his hand and made a namaste on his chest.

"Master will ask you one last time, where did you push her to?" Chitian Xiaofeihu glared angrily, and his fierce gaze seemed to be about to break the monk's body into pieces.

"Donor, if you put your hand on this boulder, you will know!"

When the Red Sky Little Flying Tiger began to think about Fang Cai, it only saw that the monk pushed Bai Xuanyue down with his hand, and because the speed was too fast, it didn't have time to react, and Bai Xuanyue had already disappeared in front of its eyes.

And when she disappeared, Bai Xuanyue happened to fall on this stone!

Right!

There must be something wrong with this stone!

"If something happens to the stupid woman, I will not spare you! Even if I die, I will die with you!"

The Red Sky Little Flying Tiger put down this cruel sentence and put his paws on the multicolored stone.

In an instant, Chitian Xiaofei's body seemed to be sucked into it by a boulder, and he only felt that it was dark in front of him, and he disappeared in place.

"The donor's business, the little monk has done it, and I ask the donor to agree to the little monk's matter!"

"It was natural, and the abbot had been removed from the forbidden zone, and he was unscathed. ”

The man appeared in front of the monk out of thin air like a ghost, and behind the man was an elderly old monk, wearing a golden robe, with long white eyebrows hanging down to the corners of his mouth, and kind eyebrows.

"Dhara, you've broken the rules after all. The old monk's voice was deep, like thunder rolling in his ears.

It is enough to see that the old monk is strong and strong, huh...... The complexion is still very good.

"Old monk, the little monk does not kill, second, does not steal, third, does not commit adultery, fourthly, does not drink, and strictly abides by the five precepts, how can he violate the rules of Buddhism?"

The old monk shook his head and said nothing.

......

A quaint mansion.

The room was filled with a relaxing scent, and a young girl was sitting at a dressing table, allowing the woman to dress her.

"Xiaoqi, I heard that the Du family in Dongcheng caught a big tiger on the mountain, and the meat is fat! Maybe it was the one that caused you to jump off the cliff!" The woman stroked the girl's hair very gently.

Xiao Qimu listened attentively: "What kind of big tiger?"

"Is it the kind of tiger with wings that usually grows in the mountains?" the woman looked at her strangely, "Have you been happy and confused because you are about to get married?"

"A big tiger with wings?"

Xiao Qi covered his head and had a headache, his little face was pale with pain, and something seemed to be gushing out of his mind.

"Xiaoqi, do you have a headache again?"

The woman hurriedly got up and brought a bowl of hot black soup from the table: "Xiao Qi! Hurry up, drink the medicine, and your head won't hurt!"

"Thank you, mother. ”

Xiao Qi naturally took the medicine and drank it all, and the churning things in his mind were also pressed back and calmed down.

During these days, Xiaoqi has always had headaches, and even the doctor can't find out the cause, but fortunately, his life is not in danger.

The doctor prescribed a prescription that could be suppressed by drinking the medicine whenever the headache occurred, so the servant would bring a bowl of hot decoction every half an hour in case of emergency.

It's just that with the decoction in his stomach, Xiao Qi has always been in a trance lately, and seems to have forgotten something very important.

But those don't matter, she is about to marry her Ruyi Langjun, and she has her mother by her side.

However, who is her wishful husband?