"Is there a word? There is also a word...!" Lan Ze touched it carefully a few times, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief in his heart. It seemed that what was blocking him was not a wall but a stone tablet. Because the stone tablet was carved very tall and wide,

He was in an extremely nervous state, so he mistakenly thought it was a "ghost hitting the wall".

In fact, "ghosts hitting walls" is just a phenomenon that people see in a hazy state of consciousness. It is not that some ghost brother actually builds a wall to block someone just to make a joke with someone when he is in a good mood.

After Lan Ze figured this out, he felt that he was making too much of a fuss. After calming down, he turned on the lighting function on his phone and shined a light on the stone tablet.

Maybe you can find some clues on the stone tablet, and if you are lucky, you might even be able to find a directional sign? According to the principle of "things must be reversed when they reach their extremes," he should have some good luck, right?

"Boundary monument? Could it be an antique?" Lan Ze tried his best to think on the bright side, "If it is an antique, it might be very valuable. If you move it back, you can sell it for a good price..."

Lan Ze turned up the brightness of his phone and moved it closer to the stone monument to look at it. The handwriting on it was barely legible, "Xuanhe was in the sixth year of his reign, aged in Jiachen... Oh, it is indeed an antique!".

The sixth year of Xuanhe...Xuanhe? If he remembered correctly, the reign name of Xuanhe should be the last year of the Northern Song Dynasty. Northern Song Dynasty...Northern Song Dynasty? Interesting, really interesting...

"Ah? Mom, you can't, right?" Lan Zezheng was glad that he had a good memory and had learned a solid and comprehensive history knowledge. Otherwise, where would he find a history teacher to ask questions at this time?

But in the late Northern Song Dynasty, the sixth year of Xuanhe, this time mark looked very familiar. It seemed that what he had just experienced in his dream was also in the late Northern Song Dynasty, when the second son of the Yun family built Bai Huan'er's tomb and erected a monument for her after her death.

The time marked on the monument seems to be the sixth year of Xuanhe.

"Such a coincidence? This can't be that...that tombstone, right?" Lan Ze's heart beat rapidly, and he braved the courage to continue reading, "Huan'er, the daughter of General Bai of Meishan... Huan'er? Huan...

Is it really her?".

Lan Ze was so frightened that his hands shook, and the mobile phone he used for lighting fell from his hand and fell into the grass at his feet.

"Bai Huan'er? So there really is such a person?" Lan Ze muttered to himself in shock, "You are really buried here. Is all this really destined?".

The mobile phone was not broken even if it was dropped in the grass. The light shone upward on the stone tablet. Because of its age and low-lying location, the writing on the stone tablet was somewhat blurred.

Lan Ze hit it and broke his head, and it was stained with blood, so part of the handwriting was barely legible.

"Bai Huan'er is so beautiful that she is astonished by everything she sees... In the fourth year of Xuanhe, she entered into a marriage contract with the general Yun Yu... Yun Yu guarded the border... Thousands of miles away, unable to see each other, Huan'er was depressed... In the end, she became obsessed with longing for her.

Died of illness...at the age of sixteen..." Lan Ze heard his own voice trembling, but now is not the time to be afraid. It is important to find out the truth, and this is what he must do.

"When he was sixteen years old...he died of an illness caused by longing for him. He was buried in the mountain behind the 'Hanguang Temple'...under the cliff...the monk...He Ze set up a monument here to comfort his feelings of missing and admiring...".

The handwriting on the back is too blurry to be legible. If you want to know the answer, you can only guess based on the plots in his dream.

However, there are tombs and monuments here, which should be the final outcome of those plots. Bai Huan'er's burial place is in this dense forest. The monk named He Ze is very likely to be him in the previous life. Such a coincidence is

Is God favoring him or punishing him?

In the dense forest under the cliff behind the 'Hanguang Temple', he actually visited the same place again today after a thousand years?

Could it be that Huan'er, whom he once loved most, was too lonely and wanted him to come over and stay with her?

Or maybe she was buried in this dark forest and couldn't escape reincarnation, so she wanted to find a scapegoat to suffer on her behalf?

"Second cousin, you arrived so late again. Are you lazy and getting up late again? Let me go to your aunt to sue you...and let her punish you..." Someone chuckled softly, as softly as a bird's voice.

of melodiousness.

Lan Ze was startled, and became a little confused after being startled. This is how Bai Huan'er talked to him in the dream.

"Bai Huan'er? You are Huan'er... Where are you? Are you talking to me?" Lan Ze felt like he had fallen into a dream again.

Among the green branches and leaves, a girl with long hair and a white dress stood in front of him. She looked at him and smiled. Her beautiful smile was as fresh and sweet in the dark valley as dazzling as a rainbow from another world.

"Young madam? Are you... oh, aunt? Why are you... here? My uncle..." Lan Ze asked in surprise, "He has been waiting for you, he has been waiting for so many years...".

No wonder he always felt that the Huan'er in the dream was very familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere before. It turned out to be because she looked so much like Mrs. Chenmeng of the Lan family.

"He's waiting for me? Who... is he?" Huan'er was a little surprised, "Why are you the only one here, where is my cousin? In fact, I am also waiting for someone, but... why is it you who is waiting and not him?

Woolen cloth?".

"Ah?" Lan Ze was also stunned, "Just now... weren't you calling me? Aren't you my cousin Huan'er? I've seen you in my dream, I'm... Oh, I'm Yunze, General Mansion

Second Young Master, do you still remember me?".

She was the one who seduced him by calling him 'second cousin' just now. Why did she turn around and not admit it?

Huan'er shook her head blankly, thought for a while, then nodded and replied, "I wait here every day for someone, but the person I want to see...isn't you!".

"I know!" Lan Ze smiled without any surprise, "The person you are waiting for is my uncle...oh, the young master Yun Yu. He was my brother in the previous life, but in this life he is me...".

"Do you still remember those?" Huan'er was a little surprised. She paused for a moment and asked again, "In that case, do you have anything to say? Will you...will blame me?".

Lan Ze shook his head. Maybe he had been in love with his cousin Huan'er in his previous life, and he still had a memory of her. Because of this, he met Leng Chenmeng for the first time in "Tingyu Tower"

Only then will you feel that you have seen each other before.

But Chenmeng in this life is already the young lady of the Lan family, the lover of his Uncle Tianxing. Even if he is reluctant to let go, he does not dare to have any illegal thoughts anymore, because he knows that he is not qualified to love, so he has

Completely give up or forget about it.

If it hadn't been for today's bizarre encounter that caused him to fall into the woods and have an even more bizarre dream, dreaming of these plots that seemed real but not imaginary. He would not have known that he had ever experienced such an infatuated love, but

And the sad past that I couldn’t ask for.

Originally, he no longer had these impressions in his memory, and there seemed to be no need to answer whether he blamed her or not.

"It's all happened in the past life. It's been almost a thousand years. Who is still entangled in those memories? Wouldn't it be better to do something serious?" Lan Ze smiled nonchalantly, "As long as you live well, those

The thing...just let it pass!".

No matter what happened in the past life and this life, love and hate have been entangled for thousands of years. Time will pack up and seal away those unnecessary memories. Today, it seems that they are not that important.

Bai Huan'er was still surprised by Lan Ze's answer, and asked uneasily, "Second cousin, don't you...you also like me very much? You are willing to stay in Hanguang Temple and become a monk because of your love for me.

He has guarded my tomb all his life and never left. Why are you meeting me now...do you really have nothing to say?"

"Oh...what do you want to say? Well, there is..." Lan Ze thought for a while and finally remembered something, "I want to go home. Cousin, do you know how to get out of here?".

"So you want to walk out from here, it's absolutely impossible!" Bai Huan'er never asked about the desired result, so she couldn't help but sneered, "Even if you die, your soul will be trapped at the bottom of the valley.

Don't even think about floating out from here...".

"No! No, Huan'er, you didn't understand what I meant. I wanted to say..." Lan Ze quickly explained that he was still so young and had not yet married a wife to be a father, and he did not want to die.

Bai Huan'er suddenly let out a shrill laugh, and her beautiful face instantly became gloomy and gloomy. Her long hair fluttered against the wind and wrapped around Lan Ze's neck, "It goes without saying, go to hell!".
Chapter completed!