"Buzz!" golden light shone.

Li Xiuyuan returned to the Wangchuan Bridge, looked at the woman in white dress in front of him speechlessly, shook his head and said: "Senior, you can't let me stay for one more day, even half a day..."

The woman in the white dress looked at him and said softly: "You are dreaming. There are only ten days left. You have to watch this bridge for me for hundreds of years..."

Li Xiuyuan, who had not yet come to his senses, looked at the woman in front of him and asked in a daze: "How can I, a man, guard this bridge for you? I have to collect herbs to make soup. Where do you want me to pick these herbs?"

The woman in the white dress looked at him and said quietly: "This is a simple matter. All you need is this... I'll tell you the method of making the soup and the location of the elixir."

I saw the woman in the white dress stretching out her fingers, and a golden light flew into Li Xiuyuan's divine sea.

Raising his head, Li Xiuyuan looked at the woman in the white dress and asked: "Senior, if I stand on the bridge and save you for a hundred years, who would it be, senior or Li Xiuyuan?"

The woman in the white dress replied gently: "Who do you think you are when people crossing the bridge see you? Just like you see me."

Before Li Xiuyuan came to his senses, he continued: "What is there to be happy about in this reincarnation? Tell me."

Li Xiuyuan lowered his head and thought for a long time before saying softly: "I feel like the past and the future in this life. I was recalled by my senior before I could figure it out."

The woman in the white dress looked at him and shook her head: "Buddha said: The past has passed, the present is passing, and the future is about to pass. It is what you have to experience, and you cannot escape..."

"I'm going to have a good time this time. You will stay on the Wangchuan Bridge for me for a hundred years. You can cultivate your state of mind and Taoism here, but you can't break it... In return, wait until I come back.

Let’s talk about it later…”

Li Xiuyuan was a little disappointed when he heard it, but he thought it would be a good choice to cultivate his mind.

"Senior, can you teach me some skills? What should I do if I encounter a guy who is too powerful to defeat?" Li Xiuyuan asked the woman in the white dress softly.

The woman in the white dress looked at her and smiled slightly, and replied: "As long as you transform into me from the moment you become this bridge of forgetfulness, no monster in the sky or on earth can hurt you, so what are you afraid of?"

"I see, senior, please return the items from your previous life. During these hundred years of boredom, you can practice some practice..." Li Xiuyuan cupped his fists and bowed deeply to the woman in the white dress.

The woman in the white dress smiled and handed a brocade bag into his hand: "Although it is a bit against the rules, I think about your hardships on the bridge, and I will give you the pleasure of enjoying the hardships."

Li Xiuyuan looked at her and smiled: "Mother-in-law, you must come back on time. I will leave here automatically when the time is up."

The woman in the white dress waved her hand and said: "I know about this... When you have nothing to do, you can chat with the people crossing the bridge. Sometimes their stories are also very interesting."

"Is it okay?" Li Xiuyuan said in a daze.

"Why not?" The woman in the white dress nodded and smiled, pointed to the side of the bridge and asked, "What word did you see today?" Saiyuan handed another bowl of soup to Li Xiuyuan.

Li Xiuyuan followed her gaze, but all he saw was the word "Naihe" he saw last time. This time it became "Tianshui!".

"What this junior saw was Tianshui. Senior, what does this mean?"

After saying this, Li Xiuyuan drank the soup in the bowl in one gulp, placed the wooden bowl gently on the table, and looked at the woman in the white dress in front of him quietly.

"Tianshui? Heaven and earth are separated by water. Enjoy your hundred years of solitude..."

The woman in the white dress waved her hand and walked straight to the opposite side of the Tianshui Bridge. As she walked, she said, "I hope that within a hundred years, you can see less of the ugliness of the six realms and see more of the joy of the three realms..."

The woman in the white dress casually waved a golden light and enveloped Li Xiuxiu...

With a buzzing sound, it was no longer Li Xiuyuan who disappeared this time, but the woman in the white dress who waved away.

...

"Leaving now?" Li Xiuyuan muttered.

No, why did my voice become a woman's? Li Xiuyuan was startled, and hurriedly walked to the bridge and looked into the water. He saw that the river was leisurely, but it reflected a woman who looked like a flower.

Also wearing a white dress.

Pulling up a chair, Li Xiuyuan sat blankly on the edge of the bridge, carefully sorting out the information about the woman in the white dress in his mind.

It only takes two hours every day from Hai hour to Zi hour to stay on the bridge and give soup. One day of rest is required on the night of the full lunar month of the 15th month.

There is a village where you can live after crossing the bridge, and there are spiritual herbs on the mountain that you can use to make soup.

Soul-forgetting flower... heartbroken grass... datura...

These are soups with ingredients, and they cannot be missing.

Every day I have to spend an hour making soup and an hour picking herbs...

Come on, it seems that I won’t have too much leisure time every day from now on, and I won’t even be able to sleep in even if I want to.

I still have the Samsara Sword here, do I still need to learn the sword? Just thinking about this, those eyes that have been silent for a long time are ready to move again...

He saw a black and white force coming from the Lingshan Mountain on the other side of the bridge, flying towards him like a wisp of flying smoke, but it did not disappear into his eyes.

Stunned, Li Xiuyuan was speechless.

I don't know how much time passed, but he was awakened from his dream by the gentle voice of a scholar from behind.

Li Xiuyuan turned around and was shocked because he could actually see through the person's body and soul.

Looking through his eyes, he saw that the person coming was a human being, not a demon. He was obviously coming here to cross the bridge and reincarnate.

After regaining his composure, Li Xiuyuan looked at this thirty-year-old man wearing a green shirt and dressed like a scholar and asked: "I think you were only around thirty, why did you lose your life so early?

The man was startled and thought, didn't the legendary Po Meng just give soup and not care where she came from? Why did he meet a curious Po Meng?

The male servant immediately clasped his fists and replied to Li Xiuyuan: "Does my mother-in-law care about my past? If you don't mind, I am willing to tell my mother-in-law about the past..."

Li Xiuyuan casually dragged a chair from behind and handed it to him: "If you are not afraid of missing the time of reincarnation, just talk to me. I am lonely on this bridge alone..."

The visitor was stunned, not expecting that Po Meng would also be lonely sometimes.

He immediately pulled up a chair and sat down in front of Li Xiuyuan. He cleared his throat and said, "This will disturb the tranquility of seniors. Please listen to me..."

...

Ning Caichen, a native of Xiajiangning, was a scholar during his lifetime. When I went to Beijing to take the exam...

That year, Ning Caichen came to Jinhua to seek fame and passed by a temple in the north of the city to rest. The temple hall and pagoda were very magnificent, but the wormwood on the ground grew taller than a person.

Without even thinking about it, no one has lived here for a long time.

Ning Caichen walked all the way inside and saw only the houses where monks lived on the east and west sides. The doors were ajar. Only the door of the south cabin seemed to have a lock hanging on it.

There is a bamboo forest in the east corner of the main hall, and there is a pond less than ten feet away from the main hall. The lotus pods in it are in full bloom, and there are bursts of lotus fragrance.

Ning Caichen likes the quiet environment here, which is perfect for reading.

Housing prices in the city have skyrocketed these days. This is all because the scholar came to Jinhua and too many students took the exam... After thinking about it, Ning Caichen decided to live in this temple for the time being.

In his opinion, the monks in the temple did not know when they would be able to return from their wanderings. In desperation, he had no choice but to take a walk in the temple and pull out the weeds beside the side rooms.

Ning Caichen was pulling weeds and taking a walk. At dusk, he saw a scholar entering the temple and opening the door of the south cabin. He quickly stepped forward to salute and told him his plan to stay in the temple to study.

The scholar shook his head and replied: "There are no monks here anymore. You can do whatever you want. I can't live here for more than a few days."

After saying that, he got into the door without looking back and closed the door with a clang.

Ning Caichen sighed and wondered, are all the people in front of him so unfriendly?

After thinking about it for a while, he went to live in a relatively clean-looking house, lit a fire and boiled water, cooked a pot of tea, and ate it with a piece of cake.

This was dry food he bought at a roadside stall in the city. He planned to eat it for ten and a half days before heading into the city.

The best thing to do now is to study and gain fame. There will be no need to suffer in the future.

During the long night, Ning Caichen lit a pine lamp and looked at the bright moon outside the window as he read the sage's book in his hand. Although it was not just a matter of hanging from a beam, his level of care was unparalleled by ordinary students.

When Xu time was approaching, there was only a creaking sound as the door opened without any wind, and a woman in her mid-twenties, with shoulder-length hair and eyes full of autumn water, walked in.

Before Ning Caichen could refuse anyone, he gave her a blessing. He introduced himself: "The little girl's name is Xiaoqian. She is lonely and helpless. I wonder if the princess can take her in. I am very grateful."

Ning Caichen was startled, and quickly returned the favor: "It is still in the dead of night, and it is inconvenient for a man and a woman to be alone. Please help yourself, young lady."

When Xiaoqian heard this, she said again: "But the little girl is scared!" Then she started to move forward.

When Ning Caichen saw something bad, he had no choice but to say loudly: "Miss, please leave quickly! Otherwise, I will call the people in the south room."

When Xiaoqian heard this, she frowned and sighed softly. She had no choice but to turn away.

Not long after he left the house, he turned back and took out a piece of gold and placed it on the table where Ning Caichen was studying.

Ning Caichen became even more angry when he saw it. He wrapped the gold ingot in a rag and threw it outside the house. He scolded: "A gentleman does not take ill-gotten gains."

Xiaoqian sighed again and silently picked up the gold on the ground. She murmured to herself: "What a hard-hearted scholar."

When Ning Caichen saw it, he quickly closed the door and moved a broken bookcase to prop it up behind the door. He couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

The long night passed by overnight.

The next day, another scholar named Lan Xi came to the temple, accompanied by a servant. Like Ning Caichen, he was here to take the exam.

There was no inn in the city, so the master and the servant stayed in the temple for the night.

After asking Ning Dachen for advice and finding out that there were no more monks in the temple, the master and the servant felt relieved and thought that they could finally save a lot of money.

After all, spending money in the city is not that expensive at this time of year.

Ning Caichen was a poor student. He chatted with Lan Xi for a few words and then went back to his room to continue studying...

The master and the servant tidied up the two rooms in the east wing of the temple. It happened that the master and the servant had one room each, which seemed spacious.

What Ning Caichen didn't expect was that the scholar Lan Xi died suddenly that night.

The next day, when the time passed, the servant knocked on the door and answered, so he called Ning Caichen and opened the door together. I saw strands of blood flowing on the floor beside the bed...

Ning Caichen and his servant didn't know what was going on for a while. They just wanted to wait for the people from the noodle house to come back tomorrow to find out what happened, and then cremate Lan Xi's body and take it back to his hometown for burial.

But what Ning Caichen didn't expect was that the scholar's servant also died that night. His symptoms were exactly the same as the scholar's, and there were strands of blood flowing on the ground beside the bed...

That night, the knight named Yan, the owner of the south room, came back.

Ning Caichen knocked on the door and came in, told him about the death of Lanxi's master and servant, and asked him if he knew the reason.

The knight surnamed Yan thought it was the work of ghosts in the mountains, so he gave him a rune and told him to be careful at night and to scream loudly if something went wrong.
Chapter completed!