Qin Xi and Han Shi entered the Buddhist hall.

This place is as imagined, dilapidated and dilapidated, with moss and dust covering the walls. There is a Guanyin statue in the middle of the room, but the original appearance can no longer be seen clearly, only its general outline.

The roof leaked, and the walls were covered with spider webs. The biting cold wind blew outside and hit the dilapidated windows, making a "creep" sound from time to time.

The Buddhist hall is filled with a strong smell of dust and musty smell that cannot be dispelled. Even if you stand at the door, you can still smell the rotten smell in the air.

Qin Xi's eyes fell on the Buddha statue in the center, looking at the bursts of Yin Qi emanating from the Buddha statue, he spoke lightly.

"When is the time to repay injustice? The person who killed you has received the retribution he deserves. Why doesn't he leave for so long?"

Suddenly, a cloud of black mist emerged from the Buddha statue and quickly condensed into a blurry figure. After a moment, Qin Xi heard a low and hoarse female voice coming from the Buddha statue.

"Were you invited by them to suppress me?"

Qin Xi raised his eyebrows in surprise, as if he didn't expect that this resentful spirit was not as violent as he imagined, but was instead exceptionally calm.

"It's not suppression, I'm here to save you!"

"Feed me? Hehehehe"

The little nun seemed to have heard some funny joke, and her laughter was a bit sarcastic and a bit sad.

"Transfer me? I lost my child, my life, and I have been trapped here for more than three hundred years. I am baptized by the Buddha's light every day. Do you know what it feels like when the Buddha's light shines on me? Do you know what it feels like?

pain?

Everyone advises me to put down the butcher's knife, but who can put down the butcher's knife for me? Don't persuade others to be kind until they have suffered. If you can bear the tragic death of your child, I can promise you that you can do whatever you want, is that feasible?"

Qin Xi smiled calmly, "You are right, I can't refute it, but what is your obsession for not leaving? If you tell me, maybe I can help!"

Looking at its blurry figure, Qin Xi thought for a while, then with a flick of his finger, a stream of Xuanzhen Qi was injected into the body of the figure. Then, the little nun's appearance gradually became clearer.

A pale, thin but graceful little face came into view. The simple monk's robe she wore made her figure thin and slender. The iron chains wrapped around her wrists and ankles hung down casually, revealing her slender and tender ankles, which were hidden in her sleeves.

His wrists were also tightly bound by iron chains.

"No, you can't. No one can help. You'd better not waste your efforts."

Qin Xi looked at her and said seriously, "If I said I could let you see him, would you choose to leave?"

When the little nun heard who the "he" was referring to, her face suddenly showed a look of shock, she was a little excited, and the yin energy around her body began to become impetuous.

"Are you telling the truth? Can you really let me and Xu Lang meet?"

Qin Xi explained, "I know a spell called Huangliang Yimeng. As long as you fall into a dream, you will start over according to everything in the dream, and you can also choose a different life. Perhaps, you can also find something in the dream.

Do you want to try the reason why that person doesn't come back?"

"If I can see him again, I am willing to leave." The little nun said urgently.

"Okay. Then please be prepared!"

As Qin Xi spoke, her hands began to make secrets. As her gestures changed, the surrounding air began to twist.

The dilapidated temple has regained its former appearance, and the originally snow-covered environment has become shaded by green trees. There are birds chirping in my ears, and a few nuns are playing quietly with each other.
Chapter completed!