He spoke in a cryptic tone, as if talking to himself.

Chu Wuyang sensed that her negative emotions seemed to be affecting Yang Jinchu, and comforted her.

"It's all over now that I've told you, Brother Jinchu, you don't need to worry about me,"

"I haven't had nightmares for a long time, but this time, the fear of returning home brought them back. Wen Ying's hypnosis was very effective; in fact, I wasn't afraid at all just now."

Yang Jinchu replied somewhat absentmindedly

"That's good!"

However, both of them were filled with deep sadness during the afternoon's blessing ceremony.

Therefore, Chu Wuyang completely ignored it.

The phone that keeps ringing in the room.

At the same time,

When Jingmin drove over, he couldn't get through on the phone.

Mobile phone text messages and navigation radio broadcasts have been continuously alerting users to extreme weather warnings.

He hadn't checked the weather before leaving home that morning, and he felt anxious and uneasy.

I can't get in touch with her and I don't know if she's driving on the road.

In a short time, rain and snow began to fall.

Li Yan called to remind him.

Jing Min hung up the phone in frustration.

He can't contact her at all now.

Even after trying to find Yang Jinchu's phone number, it was still unreachable...

Cold air seeped in through the cracks in the car windows, and his hands gripping the steering wheel went numb with cold, but he dared not relax his attention for a moment.

He couldn't imagine what would happen if she was driving home and something happened to her on the way.

She wanted to call the police, but Li Yan reminded her that the disappearance hadn't been long enough.

He could only keep driving along the road, constantly checking for any car accidents or rollovers...

The tires skidded on the wet road, causing the vehicle to lose control and nearly crash into the roadside guardrail.

The windshield wipers were working at lightning speed, but the snow on the windshield was getting thicker and thicker, and the headlights looked dim and weak in the wind and snow.

When the car reached a winding country road, the road ahead was completely blocked by snow.

The car could no longer move forward.

Jingmin tried to shovel the snow with tools, but to no avail; the snow was too thick.

The wheels were stuck deep inside.

He looked up into the distance and could vaguely see the lights in the direction of the temple, which was about two kilometers away.

He didn't hesitate at all.

He grabbed his coat from the car, put it on, and started walking towards the temple.

The snowflakes hit my face with a bone-chilling cold, and my shoes crunched and groaned as I walked, my feet sinking deep into the snow.

It was almost impossible to move an inch.

His calves were completely covered in snow, and his trouser legs were soaked and frozen stiff.

The white breath exhaled filled the cold air, and the hands and feet lost feeling due to prolonged exposure to the cold wind.

But he never stopped.

Fortunately, I didn't see any car accidents on the road...

Li Yan reported that he hadn't heard of any car accidents along this route...

Jingmin finally arrived at the temple.

Covered in snow and ice, his clothes soaked through, he was in a sorry state.

He leaned against the wooden door of the temple, catching his breath, and finally felt a sense of relief.

"fine……"

The monks at the temple were astonished to see him and quickly came to greet him.

"Guest, how did you manage to come in this weather? Is there anything I can help you with?"

Jingmin was panting heavily:

"I'm looking for someone...a young lady..."

The young monk understood that no other pilgrims had been received that day; only one gentleman and lady were staying overnight.

He naturally led Jingmin to a side hall, the door of which was half-closed, with warm yellow light shining from inside.

The moment Jingmin pushed open the door, this was what he saw.