C98

Guo Zhenyu rested in his room for an entire afternoon. In the evening, he would come out to stroll around and get to know a small town.

Unlike the bustling big city, this place was more like a small town from the ancient times, very peaceful, with very few traffic, of course, the road facilities weren't all complete, but he was fortunate in Qingning, it didn't have the bustling prosperity of a big city, it didn't open a business until early in the morning, normally the people here would choose to end their working life at six or seven in the evening, they would choose to give their family more time, they hoped, more time would be spent accompanying them, not desperately trying to earn some money, but using that sum of money to treat the sequelae brought by their own desperate struggle.

On the way, many old people and children came out for a walk. Everyone ate early, so after dinner they would come out to chat and walk to eat.

This was a rare occurrence for someone like Guo Zhenyu who came from the city, but for the people here, it was as common as eating everyday.

Guo Zhenyu walked to a big tree, there was a bench under it and a few elders were sitting and chatting.

"Young man, where did you come from?"

An old granny, fanning herself with a fan, slowly asked Guo Zhenyu.

The people here were very friendly even to outsiders.

Hearing this question, Guo Zhenyu felt a little confused. He also started to ask himself, "Where did he come from?"

Yes, he had known where he had come from and who he was.

However, since the accident, was he still his original self?

This point, even Guo Zhenyu himself began to doubt himself. He began to doubt his own life. He also did not know what this current body could be called.

Is he still the same Guo Zhenyu as before?

Where did the former Guo Zhenyu go?

The answer was that he did not know. This was like an unsolvable problem. It was very annoying, but he was still unable to answer it.

"Grandma, where is this place?"

He had never known before that there would be such a beautiful place, and this place really captivated him. Earlier, he was just like the current dream-chasing youth, hot-blooded, as if he was only trying his best to create a new world, but others only cared about themselves, now that he thought about it, he had indeed made a lot of mistakes in the past, but he did not know, and now he could not make up for everything that had passed.

The grandma kindly looked at Guo Zhenyu and said, "Ah, it's called Shuangxi Town. Not many people know about it."

After saying that, the old granny continued fanning herself, then looked at the stars in the sky. Guo Zhenyu followed her and looked at the stars in the sky. The stars here were indeed much brighter than those in the city.

"Young man, we have a mountain right in front of us. There is a monastery on the mountain, and this monastery has been around for 500 years. That Taoist in the Taoist temple is very intelligent, perhaps he can solve your problem. Go and try it, lad. "

The old granny reminded warmly.

This also gave Guo Zhenyu a sense of hope. Yes, there was only one purpose for him to escape from a big city, and that was to remove the nightmare in his heart, which was also the side effect that he left behind these days.

As expected, from far away, he could see a Taoist temple. Step by step, he approached that temple and every step he took was incomparably sacred, as if his pious soul was directing him towards the soul in his heart.

After walking for about half an hour, Guo Zhenyu finally arrived in front of that Taoist temple. The little gatekeeper looked Guo Zhenyu up and down with a peculiar expression. It was very strange, why would there be people rushing over here so late at night?

Guo Zhenyu seemed to have noticed the little Daoist boy's doubt, so he took the initiative to speak up, "I was guided by the old granny at the foot of the mountain. I came here to get rid of my inner demon."

Hearing Guo Zhenyu asked for it, the little Daoist did not dare to be negligent. All this while, the abbot had taught them to be kind to those who wished to be helped. Therefore, towards Guo Zhenyu who had a request, the little Daoist would naturally be a bit more enthusiastic.

After leading Guo Zhenyu to the Daoist leader, the little Daoist opened his mouth and said, "Master, this person is here to seek help."

As for the old Daoist Priest, he continued reciting scriptures. He had always had a habit, which was to not be interrupted while reciting. As a result, even if a guest came from afar, before he finished reciting the scriptures, he did not have any intention of paying attention to them.

The little Daoist naturally understood his master's personality and did not urge him any further. He only quietly waited for his master to finish reciting the scriptures.

After the old Daoist finished reciting the scripture, he asked, "What business does Benefactor have?"

Guo Zhenyu saw that the little Daoist boy still had no intention of leaving, and didn't know how to answer. Seeing Guo Zhenyu's helpless look, the old Daoist roughly understood his difficulties, so he let the little gatekeeper go.

Guo Zhenyu then told the old Taoist about the inner demon in full detail.

No matter who it was that heard about Guo Zhenyu, they would still be shocked. Only the old Taoist did not seem surprised at all, as if he was already used to this kind of thing.

This made Guo Zhenyu feel rather regretful.

"Then how about staying here and cultivate with me for a few days?"

The old Taoist said.

Guo Zhenyu was a little surprised by the old Taoist's decision, but towards such a decision, Guo Zhenyu's heart was full of gratitude. Guo Zhenyu was grateful that the old Taoist gave him such an opportunity and was very grateful that the old Taoist did not discriminate against him.

Just like that, Guo Zhenyu stayed in the temple at Qingfeng Mountain and read the scriptures there every day, hoping to use this pure soul chant to influence the inner demons, hoping that the nightmares would stop tormenting him, those past days were already painful enough, he hoped that those days would quickly pass, that way, he would be able to be reborn.

As long as the inner demons in his heart remained, he would not be able to do anything in peace, and he would not be able to forgive himself. If he kept on doing this in his dreams, then he might be able to live with regret for the rest of his life.