Chapter 923

The night was dark and the wind was cold.

Outside the city, ye Chen, who had been taken away for eight or nine days, came back again. He was like a living dead man, lying there motionless.

Roar! Roar!

Soon, the animal's low roar sounded, more than a dozen wild dogs sniffed again, sniffing, smelling Ye Chen's side.

Then, more than a dozen wild dogs were stunned there.

They don't have a full face, because they don't have a long face.

I don't know when, more than a dozen wild dogs left with their tails. They can't chew on Ye Chen's body and can only find other things.

Night, into the quiet.

I don't know how long, sleeping him, the little thumb this just vibrated.

Then, he slowly opened his eyes, the hazy night sky, in his confused eyes, gradually became clear.

The next moment, he suddenly sat up, and kept looking around, until he was sure that this was not wuwandaze. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and worked hard. He finally walked out of the place of death.

"The aura is so thin, this is the mortal world." Ye Chen murmured, slowly stood up.

Wuwuwu! Whoa!

Suddenly, he heard the howling of ghosts around him, which attracted his eyes.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and saw the dirty things that ordinary people can't see. It was a lonely soul wandering here.

Unable to help it, he raised his hand and pinched the formula with one hand. In his mouth, he kept revealing complex and difficult scriptures.

This is a Buddhist Scripture, which can relieve the resentment of the ghosts and send them to reincarnation.

Wuwuwu!

Such sounds still exist, but they are constantly annihilated. Ye Chen's Buddhist scriptures form a layer of ripples, with a holy radiance. All the lonely souls and wild ghosts get rid of in the wandering.

Du Hua them, ye Chen this just took back the handprint, turned to leave like this.

Far away, he saw an ancient city, thousands of feet apart, he seems to be able to see the city wall engraved with three big characters: forget the ancient city.

He raised his feet and walked over. He needed to find out where he was and how far away he was from the friars.

Late at night forget the ancient city street, empty, no imagination of prosperity, quiet and comfortable.

The sky is dry, be careful of the fire!

The only thing ye Chen can see is a watchman. At the moment, he walks on the street, sometimes curls up, because the cold wind is raging and there is a gloomy air in the air.

Without much thought, his powerful divine sense covered the whole ancient city in an instant, hoping to find a monk.

This is a powerful divine power. He can forget that people and things in the ancient city are all under his eyes. Just like this, he sees some things he shouldn't see, such as the couple in the quilt.

No friars!

Ye Chen frowns slightly, and he will step into the empty sky.

However, just when he wanted to take back his divine consciousness, his eyes of divine consciousness swept to an ancient temple. Well, to be more precise, it was a Guanyin temple.

Subconsciously, his moving steps, step down, a whoosh disappeared.

See, not far away that night watchman, Leng for a moment, subconsciously rubbed his eyes, a big living man, No.

Ghost!

Soon, the sound of crying and Howling was heard through the streets of the ancient city, causing a lot of abuse.

Here, ye Chen has fallen into an ancient temple.

In front of him was a stone statue with a censer at its bottom and musk in it. It seemed that many people came to pray for blessings. It represented Bodhisattva and was worshipped by the world.

"Chu Xuan, are you helping all living beings?" Ye Chen opened his mouth and looked at the stone statue. His voice was hoarse and dry.

The stone statue, cast lifelike, every line of grain, is so clear, just like a living one, standing there with compassion on his face. It is really like a Bodhisattva who wants to help all living beings.

It is a stone statue, but she is Chu Xuan.

Ye Chen smile, smile with tears, blurred his vision.

How could he have thought of meeting Chu Xuan again? It was a cold stone statue. He did not know why the stone statue of Chu Xuan stood here, but he knew that Chu Xuan must have been here.

Who are you!

The peace in the temple was broken by a sudden sound.

At the door, an old man with sleepy eyes appeared. He was thin as a monkey, wearing a tattered Taoist robe. He was an old Taoist.

Ye Chen turned around and looked up and down at the old Taoist priest. Then he began to ask, "has this stone statue ever come to forget the ancient city, when did he come, how long he stayed and when he left?"

"No, who are you! I... "

Bang!

The old Taoist didn't finish his words, and the clapping broke out. The boy was slapped by Ye Chen and turned around three times, and then he fell to the ground."Answer my question." Ye Chen had already appeared in front of the old Taoist, with a cold voice and unyielding dignity. He slapped him and cried on the spot.

"She is a friar." The old Taoist priest said with a snot and tears, "she came last year, stayed for three days, cured the plague here, and then left."

With that, the old Taoist shivered, and he found that he was still standing in front of the door. He did not move at all. There was no burning feeling on his face. Everything seemed to have never happened.

He was stunned for a moment and looked at the distance in a hurry.

Ye Chen is still standing there, with his back to him, quietly looking at the stone statue of Chu Xuan. Everything before is like a dream.

Magic... Magic!

The old Taoist priest woke up and knelt on the ground with a thump, "I don't know the immortal is coming. Please go to the immortal to make atonement."

Ye Chen did not answer, still standing still.

Before that, he did have illusions on the old Taoist priest and got the answer he wanted. Chu Xuan did come here. The reason why she was cast into a stone statue and worshipped was that she saved the people who had forgotten the ancient city.

"She... She's here to find someone." Seeing ye Chen's silence, the old Taoist opened his mouth again. After saying it, he did not forget to peek at Ye Chen. He was afraid that what he said was wrong and infuriated Shangxian.

Ye Chen stood still and did not answer.

Of course, Xuan didn't know that he was looking for Chu?

Night, quiet incomparable, this Guanyin temple, is also a calm, no unnecessary sound.

Ye Chen stood one night and never moved.

When dawn comes, the ancient city of forgetting ushers in a new day. Many ordinary people come to pray together, but they are blocked out by the old Taoist.

In this way, the sun and the moon change, day and night reincarnation.

Until the third night, standing for three days ye Chen, this slowly turned around, came quietly, and walked quietly.

It is late at night, quiet forget the ancient city street, he rambling along, reflecting the moonlight starlight, lonely back, very bleak.

Zheng!

Suddenly, the melodious sound of the piano made him stop slightly, and his eyes subconsciously looked at one side. It seemed that he could see a woman holding a Pipa in her boudoir through many houses.

What a familiar sound!

Ye Chen murmured, the sound of Qin murmured like water, as if from the deep valley and secluded mountain, with sadness and helplessness, people want to shed tears.

He could not help but take out the wine pot, looked for an old tree, and sat there, leaning against the tree trunk, drinking liquor quietly, listening to the sad music of the piano, until his eyes were dim and he fell asleep.