45, Monster

  She wandered aimlessly along the wall, thinking that Qingyan wasn't a place with nine temples and eight monasteries? Such a small place actually had so many gods, it seemed she should follow local customs and find a temple to pay her respects.

  Although she reminded herself that it was just her own paranoia, she couldn't shake off the words Green Ant had once said to her: "In this world, every person who looks like 'her' might just be an incarnation of one strand of 'her' soul, born into this world solely for the purpose of helping her preserve that strand of soul from dispersing."

  And that soul bottle was exactly what was used to hold the soul... She didn't want to think wildly, but these things gathered together, couldn't help her from thinking wildly.

  She raised her head to see a temple, with the words "Longquan Temple" carved on the stone mountain gate. Mei Cui stepped up and entered the main hall, paying respects to the colorful statues of gods. The sound of wooden fish came from behind the deity's curtain, and a man emerged, thin and gaunt, with eyes shining brightly like a monkey's. "Miss, you've really come by yourself."

  It was the man she saw outside the door that day. Mo Ze smiled awkwardly, "What a coincidence."

  The man shook his head, "Unfortunately, I know you'll come looking for her sooner or later. Listen to me: it's still early enough for you to leave now, otherwise it will be too late."

  "What did you say? I didn't quite catch it." Although she was confused in her heart, she still didn't want to talk about these things with outsiders.

  The man sighed and said, "Miss, listen to a legend: it is said that in each generation of the mansion, there is a young master who looks exactly the same; no one has ever seen him grow old, nor has anyone heard of his death - so I suspect that the young masters of several generations in the mansion are actually the same person!"

  "What nonsense are you talking about!" Meng Yan was shocked, but refused to believe it. "It can't be, you must have made a mistake. The family's appearance has been similar for generations, what's strange about looking alike?"

  The man could only shake his head, "I know the girl's heart is still towards that young master - he has the magical power to confuse women, it's not strange for the girl to be like this. Just remember one thing I said: leave quickly, otherwise you will die here soon! Your soul will be trapped in a soul bottle and become an aid to that demon's greater conspiracy!"

  He also mentioned the soul bottle... Mo Ze shivered, but still laughed out loud, "Uncle, you've watched too many ghost stories, haven't you? But don't worry, uncle, I'm leaving, it's just that I want to leave myself, and it has nothing to do with your reminder."

  She turned around and left, but still turned her head to warn, "The young master in your mouth is my cousin, it's really impolite for you to call him a monster. I hope you will be careful with your words in the future, otherwise I won't agree."

  Watching the figure of Meng Yan disappear into the shade of the mountain road, the man sighed and said, "obstinately refusing to wake up to reality."

  After passing through the banner, he turned out to be a small path in Qingyi, worried about looking at that man, "Taishi Ye used talisman paper to fill up the soul bottle, wanting to suppress the soul bottle, but unexpectedly a mountain flood opened the seal, and all the talismans in the soul bottle were destroyed... Shixiong, what can be done?"

  The lean man's eyes narrowed slightly, "Fortunately, the girl left on her own. She has a stubborn temperament, maybe she can also escape this disaster."

  Meng Chuan walked to the foot of the mountain, and his mobile phone suddenly rang. The mobile phone, which had become a useless piece of metal since he arrived at Qingyan, actually rang here!

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  "Give it a thumbs up and collect it, and it will be put on shelves faster~"