After cleaning up the things on the table, Lin Yunxi changed her clothes and lay down on the bed, but she couldn't close her eyes all night. There were always too many problems lingering in her mind. Until the sky turned white, she closed her eyes and had a rest.

When ya'er wakes up and wakes up, Lin Yunxi washes and changes clothes with a tired face, and immediately has an idea.

Because it's still early in the morning, before breakfast, Lin Yunxi finds the Buddhist hall in the backyard and knows that Mrs. Lin must get up early and recite scriptures in it.

Sure enough, when she came to the door of the Buddhist hall, Lin Yunxi heard the sound of knocking on the wooden fish. She coughed gently and moistened her throat. Then she slowly opened the door and went in.

"Grandma..."

Lin Yunxi suffered a small face. She didn't have half a smile, and she was tired of not sleeping well last night. As soon as she made a sound, it aroused Mrs. Lin's exclamation.

"Oh, my little ancestor, what's the matter? You look so ugly?"

Old lady Lin didn't care about her scriptures until she got to half of them. She hurriedly stood up from the futon and pulled Lin Yunxi to check carefully.

"Yesterday I heard from your brother that you didn't have a good rest when you just came back. How could you still not sleep well after a night?"

"Well, I finally fell asleep last night, but I had a nightmare. After waking up, I couldn't sleep any more."

Lin Yunxi held his mouth slightly, showing a pathetic look of grievance, which made old lady Lin feel distressed.

"Baby, what nightmares did you have? Why did you wake up?"

Old lady Lin took her granddaughter's hand and sat down at the tea table. She held her hand pitifully and was reluctant to let it go.

"I dreamt about cousin a Jin. She... She said that she was very bitter and painful. The fire in Yizhuang burned her and made her uneasy... I saw that cousin a Jin in my dream was covered with flames. I couldn't help but could not get close to her... But looking at her appearance, my heart was also in pain..."

Lin Yunxi put up his hand to wipe his eyes. It took a lot of effort to squeeze out some tears.

But it's just such a little fake. Mrs. Lin burst into tears when she heard it.

"Ah Jin, that girl, is suffering..."

Seeing her grandmother wiping her tears, Lin Yunxi feels a little sorry. But if she wants to go to lingjue temple to find Baili Jingqi, she can only hold back her guilt and continue the play.

Holding the old lady's hand tightly in both hands, Lin Yunxi looked at her mournfully and prayed

"Grandma, in my dream, I heard someone say that cousin a Jin has suffered so much now. She needs her relatives to light an ever burning lamp for her at lingjue Temple beside the Yizhuang, and keep the day of July 7 for her, so that her soul can rest. Grandma, look..."

"That's a way!"

When Mrs. Lin heard her granddaughter say this, she just showed a little comfort on her face. However, because she thought of Huo Mingzhu's so-called relatives, her eyes suddenly disappeared and darkened.

"But your cousin ah Jin's mother went early, her father and stepmother... None of the Huo family really treated her as their own child. Where else would she have any relatives willing to light a long-lasting lamp for her in lingjue temple?"

Thinking about her daughter's early death, and now Huo Mingzhu's accidental death, Mrs. Lin's tears can no longer be closed. She holds Lin Yunxi and laments for a long time.