"Yan...Yanhua Sutra?"

Gu Wanqing seemed to know that this was a scripture recorded in Wuyou Temple. I heard Gu Xi mention it once before, which was to be a salvation or a wish.

And if you talk about blood...

Gu Wanqing still remembers that she had seen Bai Jue's left hand wrapped in bandages.

Chu Hao said: "The master said that the general's birthday will be in a few days. But compared to the general, there is no way to go back on time, so please burn these scriptures with your own hands on the day of your birthday, so that you can realize the general's wishes."

Xuan Ming was stunned when he heard this, "What did you say? Why did you burn scriptures? How did the general have any wishes? How did Bai Jue know?"

"Five years ago, after the master returned from Wuqueshan, he secretly went to Yan'an City as soon as he recovered. He knew that girl named Gu Wanqing. No one knew about it when he went to Yan'an City that time, just to see that girl. Just as a good day of sacrifice, people were rushing to lively. The master saw the girl in red accompanying her family to Wuyou Temple."

"Wuyou Temple?..."

Gu Wanqing's mind seemed to have a long hissing sound, and her eyes were empty.

...

Five years ago, on the day of the Yan'an City Festival, Gu Wanqing and Gu Xi went to Wuyou Temple to seek peace.

Gu Xi said that Gu Wanqing saved the hostages in Wuqueshan and was injured behind her back. Although she was praised by the emperor, her life was still hanging on the line, and she died for a lifetime.

So we should take advantage of this city-wide festival to worship Buddha.

Gu Wanqing doesn't believe in these things, but she is willing to go there to accompany her sister.

Wuyou Temple would pass through the lively market. They were still young at that time, and Xuan Ming and Gu Xi could be happy for a long time when they saw the ox cart.

Gu Wanqing sat by the bed of the carriage, with no worries in her heart. She didn't like to be lively. She occasionally saw something new and would only look at it twice.

The breeze blew by, and her small oval face leaned against the window. She was in her 14-year-old life and would be raised in her mansion. She had never experienced the destruction of the battlefield, so her skin was particularly tender.

There was a pink crabapple flower on her temples, which was picked by passing by the garden of the General's Mansion.

The delicate pink color takes advantage of her cheeks and her long eyelashes, making her beautiful.

But that day, she remembered it very clearly and always felt that there was a pair of eyes following her.

She stretched her neck and looked around, but she didn't find anyone. Self-deprecating is the thoughts of adults that are embedded in this small body, and she always likes to be suspicious.

The wound on her back still felt a little painful, which made her unconsciously recall the boy she saved on Wuque Mountain a month ago.

He rode away on his horse, it should be fine.

Gu Wanqing didn't look for it. If she wanted to find someone and asked for a relationship, she would find it troublesome. The boy should be one of the hostages. She heard that all the hostages were safe.

So the mute boy wearing a mask should be safe and sound.

When the carriage arrived at Wuyou Temple, Gu Wanqing was the last one to get off the carriage. She carried her skirt because it had just rained and the road was muddy.

Gu Xi reminded her to be careful not to step on the mud and water under the empty bricks. If the mud and water splash on the clothes, it would be unlucky.

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a wetness in the soles of her feet.

He lowered his head and two rows of mud seals were dyed on the red skirt.

Gu Xi said she wanted her to change her clothes. She thought it was troublesome and might as well wander outside the temple.

So in the end, she could only wait outside Wuyou Temple. Xuan Ming was expecting and a little disappointed, "Miss, you can't go, then I will definitely make a pious wish for the lady and then ask for a peace talisman to come back."

Xuan Ming was only twelve years old at that time, not tall, but spoke loudly, which made Gu Wanqing laugh.

That year was the best days when the crabapple flowers bloomed.

Outside Wuyou Temple, there are a circle of crabapple trees planted, and pink patches form a beautiful scenery like the sea.

Gu Wanqing sat on the swing outside the temple, stretched out her hand to wait for the breeze to blow down the begonia petals and put them into her palms. She was bored and played with it.

A distance from the five crabapple trees, the fifteen-year-old Bai Jue was wrapped in black and wearing a hat.

The hat pressed his face deeply, but he slowly raised it when he looked at the girl in red sitting on the swing not far away.

At the age of fifteen, he did not have the aura of being as fierce as a wolf, but also as gentle as jade, as carved as carved.

The eyes are bright and the corners of the lips are smiling.

Even the killing aura that is common due to blood on weekdays is dissipated by all the people in this crabapple flower.

Bai Jue's mission was completed before, just to quietly return to Yan'an City.

He knew that this was disobeying the order. If the superiors knew that they had stolen Yan'an City privately, it would be a death sentence.

But he still wanted to come, he wanted to see how the woman who saved him, or say thank you in person and return the half of her lost jade pendant to her.

Fortunately, I was lucky. I happened to catch up with her going out today.

After swinging back to the swing, a little bored, Gu Wanqing jumped down and walked towards the direction where the crowd was surging.

She walked around the back door of Wuyou Temple and found that people were gathering under a tree.

The big locust tree at the entrance to the northwest of Wuyou Temple is full of red signs for making wishes.

The red sign rotates with the wind, and the whole tree is like a red light.

Below these beams is Gu Wanqing wearing red clothes.

The first time Gu Wanqing saw such a big locust tree, she was stunned for a moment.

Such a large tree, with branches and leaves extending vigorously in the direction of the sky, as if it can obtain the blue sky and white clouds and the highest sky.

It seemed to carry time and space - this was what Gu Wanqing thought at that time.

It seems that she had heard some rumors before that such trees are spiritual and can see the past and the future.

She looked up and looked at the tree like this, as if the tree was also looking at her.

The red signs on the trees have various wishes, and some people are tying them one after another.

"Hurry up, the cauldron has been opened in Wuyou Temple!"

"Here's here!"

People outside the temple heard that the time for the opening of the altar was coming, and they all ran into the temple.

Under this big locust tree, Gu Wanqing is the only one left.

But in the place where she couldn't see, Bai Jue was carefully hiding on the other side of the thick trunk of the big locust tree.

Gu Wanqing folded her hands together. After all, it was this era when she came to this era. The first time she saw such a creature that made her feel spiritual, she thought, or just bow.

Or, if you communicate with the big locust tree, maybe this tree hole will allow her to return to her original time trajectory? Then you can get out of this world?

but……

Gu Wanqing thought excitedly, but soon put down her hand.

In fact, she has no regrets. Her previous life has ended, and only more than ten years have passed in this life.
Chapter completed!