Before I stepped forward to grab it, Zhou Ruoshui had already extinguished the incense.

Just as the incense was extinguished, a faint indescribable scent entered my nostrils.

The fragrance was so good, even though it was only a hint, it went straight to my lungs and made me feel intoxicated immediately.

Zhou Ruoshui's face changed: "You ......"

Her lips opened and closed quickly, but I couldn't hear what she was saying.

The feeling of intoxication spread rapidly, and soon, I felt that my head was groggy, and all the strength of my body seemed to be drained, until the next second I was completely unconscious......

"Childe, it's about to rain when you see the sky, there seems to be a family in front of you, let's go and avoid it."

I don't know how long it took for a crisp sound to reach my ear drums.

The moment I woke up, I felt a trance in front of me.

When I regained my sight, I saw a young man in ancient clothes standing in front of me, looking at me inquiringly with a pair of dark eyes.

"Again?"

I muttered to myself, but unexpectedly, I couldn't make a sound at all.

It didn't take long for me to understand what was going on.

I seem to be 'soul pierced' again.

This phenomenon of 'crossing' may sound absurd, but I have actually experienced it more than once.

The strangest time was on the green train in the Northeast, I just fell asleep, but when I woke up, I 'became' into a ride, and I experienced what he had experienced on the same train twenty-three years ago.

To this day, I still don't know what that was going on.

But one thing seems certain, and that is that now, I am no longer myself, but a first-sight spectator.

It's just that the time range of this leap seems to be outrageous......

The young man in front of him was about sixteen or seventeen years old, medium height, thin, but very clever in appearance.

Especially his big black eyes, when he looks at you, it seems as if he can speak.

He wore a bun on his head, a blue-gray short-shirt shirt, and a bamboo bookcase with an awning on his back, dressed like a scholar.

"Childe? Son? Seeing that I was not responding, he screamed softly twice.

'I' reacted from my trance, and seemed a little unhappy and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

I was taken aback by 'my own' voice, which was too soft, even though it was a man, but it was as numb and crisp as a woman.

This reminds me of a person - the monk Jinghai.

I wanted to see what 'I' looked like, but I couldn't control my current body, so I could only frown slightly at the scholar in front of me.

Could it be a woman dressed as a man?

I thought about it, but quickly dismissed the idea.

It's not a movie, how can there be so many women dressed as men in reality.

Besides, although the scholar in front of him is not very old, the protruding Adam's apple is quite obvious.

If it is a woman dressed as a man, how can she be accompanied by a serious male scholar.

The scholar repeated what he had just said.

'I' looked in the direction of his finger, and my heart was groaning.

There is indeed an old building at the foot of the mountain, although only the corners are exposed, but you can still see that the scale of the building is not small.

I was shocked because I couldn't see the whole thing of the building, but I could already guess what it was.

That's exactly where I'm supposed to be now.

Shocks and doubts do not affect my actions.

'I' didn't seem to care too much about the increasingly gloomy sky, but walked slowly and methodically, and whispered to the scholar beside him: "Zhuzhu, how many times have I told you, you can't speak quietly, do you have to be so loud?" ”

The boy called the bolt said "oh", and then muttered something in a low voice.

'I' didn't hear what he was saying, but he smiled, "Dead boy, you are like this, except for that time, when do you dare to be angry with me?" ”

Hearing this, I felt my hair explode even more.

No matter what 'me' looks like now or what I am, I have to say that this voice is definitely the one I hate the most.

This voice is no longer a simple 'sissy', but a special profession that people will associate with when they hear it - father-in-law.

When you come to the foot of the mountain, the building that reveals the whole picture is indeed a wooden building.

However, the wooden building I saw before was a little old, and the three-story building in front of me was a carved beam and painted building, with red, blue and white paint very bright.

A thunderclap rolled in the sky.

'I' and Zhu picked up our pace, ran straight up the steps, and came to the gate of the wooden building.

Although it was overcast, it was still daytime.

I took a closer look at the door and the whole of the wooden building, and my heart suddenly became suspicious.

When Xiao Lei and I entered the wooden building, it was night, and we didn't look too closely at the appearance of the wooden building.

At this time, it seems that the wooden building is not an ordinary big family, but more like a temple or something.

Looking up at the door, there was a blank space, which was supposed to be the place where the plaque was hung, but there was no plaque.

Another explosion sounded, and 'I' was so frightened that I screamed 'oops'.

Frightened, the bolt had already pulled the knocker, and the "pop" knocked.

It didn't take long for the door to open slowly.

"Amitabha, dare to ask the two donors why they came to the nunnery?"

When I saw the person who was questioning, I was dumbfounded.

What came out of the gate was a bald little nun in a green robe!

Xiaoan?

This is a nunnery!

'I' was also stunned, but I didn't raise my embarrassment, but put my palms together and bowed to the little nun, and whispered in a voice that made people get goosebumps: "Mrs. Shi, my name is Zhou Ruoshui, because I passed by here when I went to Beijing to catch the exam, and when the weather changed, there was nowhere to avoid the surroundings, so I wanted to borrow your nunnery to avoid the rain." ”

Zhou Ruoshui?

My head buzzed and it got big.

I finally knew who I was 'crossing' to this time, it was actually Zhou Ruoshui.

Wrong.

Isn't Zhou Ruoshui a woman?

Is it really a woman dressed as a man?

If that's the case, how could she bring a boy with her?

And her voice ......

Before I could understand, the little nun who opened the door spoke.

She seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then said two words to 'me': "Please come in." ”

I was immediately confused.

This is a nunnery, even if this little nun sees that 'I' am a 'woman disguised as a man' and agrees to let 'me' go in to take shelter from the rain, shouldn't she let the scholar follow up, right?

Entering the door, passing through the porch, the scene in front of me and another image in my mind gradually coincided.

It is a boxy courtyard, very clean and elegant.

But what came to my mind was the hall where the fungokers gathered......