Perhaps it was this smile at each other, and the conflict between the two of them disappeared in an instant.

Song Duan didn't press every step of the way as Wen Yu thought, instead he didn't talk about any emotional issues that Wen Yu was worried about.

Wen Yu also naturally couldn't talk about the topic of the relationship between the two that she had thought about many times.

Until Wen Yu left the Song Mansion, Song Duan sent Wen Yu outside the door.

The sky was still clear and cloudless, the wind was blowing, and the sycamore trees in front of the Song Mansion made rustling sounds.

Song Duan interrupted Wen Yu who was about to say goodbye, "Little brother, if I say, I still love you, how will you treat?"

Wen Yu was silent for a long while: "Brother, my thoughts are the same as before, they have not changed."

Song Duan was slightly taken aback. He naturally knew that this was the answer that the younger brother would give, but when he heard it again, he still felt a little disappointed.

But maybe because the breeze was too gentle at this time, he couldn't help but asked again, his voice was very deep, "Little brother, can you tell me that you really don't have any feelings for me?"

Wen Yu avoided Song Duan's gaze at her, and her eyes flickered, "Brother, go back, I'm going to get in the car."

Song Duan looked at the carriage that Wen Yu was sitting in going further and further away, his expression was silent, but before he could take a few steps, he stopped.

The little junior brother avoided his question, was it because she also—

Song Duan was thoughtful, and then his dim eyes lit up instantly.

Just the night before Wen Yu decided to go to the temple to worship Buddha, it rained suddenly.

The autumn rain continued, and the sound of the rain was accompanied by thunder, and it lasted all night.The next day, just when Wen Yu's plans for today were about to go to waste, the rain stopped and the sky cleared.

Yanquan Temple is not the closest temple to Capital City, but it is a very well-known temple near Gyeonggi and even Daqi.

Lu Axi told Wen Yu that the previous dynasty had been established. It is said that when the temple was first built, the emperor invited many eminent monks to chant scriptures and preach here, more than 200 years ago.The incense here is very prosperous, and people come here to burn incense and pray for blessings every day.

However, Lu Axi does not believe in Buddhism, and has never been here, so he basically listened to others talking about it.

Yanquan Temple is located on an unnamed mountain in the outskirts of Beijing. The mountain is not particularly high, but it is very quiet here. At the foot of the mountain, there is a large lake. Perhaps because it has just rained, there is a thin layer of water on the surface of the lake.layer of mist.

Yanquan Temple was about twenty miles away from her residence, and it rained heavily all night. In order not to waste time, she set off at Wenzhen Chen, and arrived in about an hour.

There was only one road to the mountain, so Wen Yu didn't worry about getting lost, so she ordered the coachman to wait here, took an oil-paper umbrella in her hand, and came up the mountain.

The road up the mountain is a bit rough, and there is only one way up the mountain.The trees on both sides are dense and lush. Looking up from the foot of the mountain, a huge temple complex is faintly hidden among the trees.

After Wen Yu walked along the mountain road for about half an hour, it was still green and the temple was far away, but she still had to continue walking.If she hadn't heard it with her own eyes at the foot of the mountain, she would not have believed that there would be an ancient temple in this mountain.

There are green forests everywhere on the mountain. Although it is only early autumn, you can already see some red leaves dotted among them.

At this time, the sun shines on the mountains and the red leaves are dazzling.

The scenery in this mountain is exceptionally beautiful and too beautiful to behold, and because of this, Wen Yu didn't feel restless, but instead admired this rare natural scene.

After walking for a while, Wen Yu vaguely heard the sound of bells ringing, as well as the sound of chanting sutras.Wen Yu's expression was solemn, her heart moved slightly, and she looked towards the place where the voice came from.

There was indeed a temple not far away, and when he heard about it, he was overjoyed and walked quickly in that direction.

After about another cup of tea, Wen Yu finally saw the whole picture of the temple.

In the distance in front of the temple gate, there is a monk sweeping the floor. The monk is wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat on his head. It seems that there are still drops of water dripping from it.He was still holding a broom in his hand, and he was concentrating on stacking the fallen leaves that had been knocked down by the rain in front of the door.

Wen Yu couldn't see his face clearly, but felt that every move of this person was inexplicably comfortable and peaceful, as if blending into the mountain.

Wen Yu walked into him, but didn't speak yet.

Then he stopped, put the broom aside, folded his palms together, and said to Wen Yu: "Almsgiver, the temple does not welcome foreigners today, please go back."

Wen Yu was suddenly dumbfounded, she finally came here, how could she not be able to enter today by such a coincidence.

"Almsgiver, if you want to clear up your doubts, you can come tomorrow." Maybe it was because Wen Wenzhen didn't move at the same place, the monk reminded.

"Thank you, Master, then I'll come back tomorrow." Wen Yu blinked, without asking the reason, just said softly, as if she was afraid of disturbing the temple.

The monk looked at Wen Yu's back, sighed slowly, and didn't say much.

Although Wen Yu came from the modern time, even after going through such a strange experience, she still doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, but she respects it more in her heart.

If it turned out, she would definitely not come to this temple again, but a strange impulse in her heart drove her, as if someone cast a curse, driving her to want to come to Yanquan Temple again.

It didn't rain anymore today, the sky was clear and the sun was shining, and the humidity brought about by yesterday's heavy rain almost disappeared overnight.

The next day, Wen Yu got up earlier, before dawn, she set off early, almost an hour earlier than yesterday.

Wen Yu thought that he had arrived here very early, but unexpectedly, he ran into a plainly dressed woman.

Maybe because of Wen Yu's kind face, the woman chatted with Wen Yu along the road. She lives in a nearby village, and this time she came to seek marriage for her.

It was only after chatting with her that Wen Zhen learned that Yanquan Temple would close its doors whenever it rained.At first, the mountain roads were slippery and muddy and prone to injury, but later this became a customary rule.Even if someone came in the rain, Yanquan Temple would not be an exception.

Is that so? Wen Yu thought of the taciturn monk yesterday, so that's what he meant.

The two walked outside the door, Wen Yu was listening to what the woman was saying, and when she was about to step into the temple, she saw a monk walking in front of her.

Yesterday he was wearing a bamboo hat, Wen Yu didn't see what he looked like, but today when this person appeared in front of her, Wen Yu instantly recognized him.

Wen Yu clasped his hands together, and said in a respectful tone, "You are the master from yesterday, right?"

This monk is not very young, he slowly shook his head, "I did meet the benefactor yesterday."

"Master Wen, Abbot Zhunti has been waiting for you for a long time."

Wen Yu's eyes were full of doubts, she didn't give her name yesterday, but this monk already knew about it.

The woman thought about Wen Yu's handsome appearance, good conversation, and the good marriage God gave her daughter today.

I didn't expect to be an official, so her daughter would not be able to climb up. The woman looked at Wen Zhen with some disappointment, but it should be so, and the temperament of her whole body was really not like ordinary people.

The woman bid farewell to Wen Yu, and then walked into the temple.

Can you mention the abbot?

The temple is full of the smell of sandalwood, a faint fragrance.But after staying here for a while, Wen Yu felt his mind calm down.

The temple is very large, and Wen Yu followed the monks, and it took about a stick of incense to reach the place.

"Go in, Abbot Zhunti is waiting for you inside."

"Thank you, Master."

After seeing Wen Yu, Abbot Zhunti said something to Wen Yu, "Benefactor Wen, you are a capable minister in this world. When you leave Beijing this time, remember not to touch places with a lot of water."

Wen Yu couldn't help asking: "Abbot Zhunti, what do you mean by saying that I am a person in this world?"

Wen Yu and Abbot Zhunti's eyes met for a moment, and she immediately understood that the next sentence of the unprovoked capable minister of this world might be that she was not from this world.

"Abbot Zhunti, since you know what's going on with me, is there a chance for me to go back?"

"The world is impermanent, and impermanence is permanent."

After speaking the riddle-like words, Abbot Zhunti closed his eyes and clasped his hands together, "Master Wen, please go back."

Since Wen Yu came back from Yanquan Temple that day, she has been pondering Abbot Zhunti's words, but she still can't understand it.

The world is impermanent, and impermanence is permanent.

The master is indeed a master, Wen Yu smiled wryly, so, is there any chance for her to go back? The only memory she had of her previous life was that a car rushed towards her, and then she lost consciousness instantly.

When opened eyes again, it was this world.

The 10-day rest time was fleeting, Wen Yu adjusted her mood that was too volatile today, and re-entered the Forbidden City.

But this time, there was an eunuch standing at the city gate, leading Wen Yu inside.

The place that must pass through on the way is the Royal Garden.Just entering the imperial garden, the eunuch quickened his pace, Wen Yu frowned, a little strange, maybe something happened in the imperial garden.

The thought flashed across Wen Yu's mind and then dissipated in an instant. She followed behind the eunuch without turning her eyes, but heard a sound in her ear, and a sharp silver gun was inserted behind her in an instant.

The silver gun penetrated into the brick wall on the ground, made a startling sound, and shone silver in the sunlight.

If Wen Yu's body hadn't subconsciously leaned forward, the silver spear would have torn through his clothes at this moment.

Could it be an accident, but this passing situation is really too coincidental.This is the Forbidden City, who dares to use a sharp silver spear in this imperial garden, and still act so arrogantly.

After thinking about it for a moment, Wen Yu's heart began to beat violently, feeling a little scared.

Before she could react, the little eunuch in front of her knelt down and begged for mercy.

Xie Yu was in the imperial study at the moment, but it was rare that he did not lean over to review the memorial, but was looking at it with a painting.

When the eunuch's sharp voice sounded outside the door, he put away the painting as if awakened from a start.