Leng Yan flew towards Jihua Temple on his sword. When he was still some distance away, Leng Yan saw Jihua Temple on the mountain. Jihua Temple was on the top of the mountain and was very conspicuous from a distance, but it was not renovated in a grand manner and instead had a feeling of poverty.
Leng Yan retracted his sword and stood in front of the closed gate of Jihua Temple. Jihua Temple was very quiet and Leng Yan did not hear any sound.
Looking at the temple gate in front of him, Leng Yan raised his hand and knocked on the door. After knocking a few times, he heard a voice from inside: "Wait a moment." Then there were footsteps getting closer and closer, and then he saw the temple door in front of him being opened from the inside.
The person who came to open the door was a young monk, who looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a handsome appearance.
The young monk saw a flicker of unnaturalness in Leng Yan's eyes, but he covered it up in an instant. He clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, I wonder what brings you to Jihua Temple?"
Leng Yan looked at the young monk and said, "Young Master, I would like to see your abbot." The young monk said apologetically, "I'm sorry, benefactor, the abbot has gone to the government office in the village below. If you have anything important to say, you can wait in the temple."
Leng Yan nodded and said, "Thank you very much." Then he walked into the temple. The monk led Leng Yan inside.
Leng Yan observed the environment of Jihua Temple as she walked. Jihua Temple was similar to other temples in that it had a relatively quiet environment and a relatively simple layout, with a row of wooden meditation rooms on both sides.
At this time, there was an older monk sweeping the floor in the courtyard.
Leng Yan was led into a meditation room by a monk. The monk led Leng Yan in and then left, closing the door. Leng Yan looked around the room and finally picked up the teapot on the table and extinguished the incense in the incense burner.
The incense burning in the incense burner was extinguished by the tea, and a white mist rose up. After the cold smoke was extinguished, she placed the teapot back on the table and sat down on the stool.
Leng Yan sat there for about an hour when she heard a noise outside. She stood up and wanted to open the door, but as soon as she stood up, she felt dizzy and then her eyes fell into darkness.
When Leng Yan woke up again, her mind was blank. She looked at the nun beside her and asked, "Who are you and why am I here?" The nun looked at Leng Yan and smiled, saying, "I am Minghui, your senior sister. Your name is Mingyan. This is Jihua Temple and we are the nuns here."
Leng Yan frowned. She felt something was wrong but she couldn't tell what was wrong. She wanted to recall why she came here and who she was, but as soon as she thought about it, she felt a sharp pain in her head.
Seeing this, Minghui, who was standing by, raised her lips in a strange arc. Then she leaned over, patted Leng Yan on the back and said, "Junior sister, don't think about it."
Leng Yan felt her head hurt less after Minghui patted her on the back, but she still couldn't remember anything.
She looked at her hands and then with a thought, she saw a ball of blue light appear in her palms. Leng Yan looked at the blue light with some confusion in her mind. What was this? She seemed to remember that it was called spiritual power.
But she had no idea who had heard it from. Minghui called out to her, "Junior sister, what are you thinking about?" Leng Yan looked at Minghui and pointed at the blue light in her hand and asked, "Junior sister, can't you see that I have something in my hand?"
Minghui glanced at Leng Yan's hand and then said with a smile: "Junior sister, are you confused after sleeping? There is nothing in your hand." Hearing this, Leng Yan was silent, then she nodded and said: "Maybe I really saw it wrong."
After hearing this, Minghui supported Leng Yan and said, "Junior sister, you just woke up and can't sit for too long. Lie down and rest for a while." Leng Yan nodded and said, "Thank you, senior sister." Then Minghui helped her lie down.
As soon as Leng Yan's head touched the pillow, she felt sleepy and then fell into a deep sleep. Looking at the sleeping Leng Yan, Minghui gave a strange smile and then got up and walked out of the room.
The young monk who had greeted Leng Yan was now guarding outside the room. Upon hearing the sound of the door opening, he immediately turned around and saw Minghui, bowing to him.
Minghui glanced at him and left.
At this time, Wen Shi in the Qingyuanzong's inner chamber was playing with a jade pendant in his hand. The jade pendant was the other half of the heart-shaped pendant he gave to Leng Yan. He was playing with the jade in the main hall. The bright color of the jade pendant showed that Wen Shi had played with it a lot in the past few years.
Suddenly, the jade pendant began to heat up. Wen Shi was stunned at first, but then he immediately realized that the last time this jade pendant became hot was five years ago when Leng Yan killed his inner demon.
Wen Shi felt the warmth from the jade pendant in his hand, and suddenly laughed. It was a low laugh at first, and finally turned into a loud laugh. Finally, he stopped and stroked the jade pendant in his hand and murmured softly: "Yan'er, it seems that you still can't leave me. This time I won't let you escape. This time I win and you lose." After that, he stood up and walked out.
At this time, Leng Yan on the other side opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling of the bed after Minghui left. After a long time, she closed her eyes again, still unable to remember anything.
But she always felt that she shouldn't be here, and she couldn't tell why.
In the evening, Minghui opened the door and walked in. The moment Minghui pushed open the door, the sunlight slanted down, gilding the surroundings with a golden red, as bright as blood. Minghui walked to the bedside and woke Leng Yan.
Leng Yan opened her eyes and saw the setting sun outside. She unconsciously said, "The sun is out." Ming Hui's face changed instantly. After Leng Yan finished speaking, she realized why she said that. She frowned and wondered why she said that. Could it be related to her purpose for coming here?
Only then did Leng Yan remember that she hadn't asked Minghui why she was lying in bed, so she looked at Minghui and asked in a calm tone, "Senior Sister, why did I faint?"
Minghui looked at her and said, "Junior sister, this is a long story. You went down the mountain to collect and sell the things we needed, but you were so beautiful that a villain took advantage of your appearance and had evil intentions. Fortunately, I saw that you hadn't returned yet, so I went down the mountain to find you and saved you. However, you fainted from fear, and I didn't expect that you would lose all your memories."
Minghui sighed as she spoke. Leng Yan's first thought was that it was impossible, but she couldn't put her finger on it. Finally, she nodded and said, "I understand. Thank you, Senior Sister."
Minghui smiled and nodded, then tucked Lengyan's hair behind her ear and asked, "Yan'er, do you want to go outside and walk with me?" Lengyan leaned back uncomfortably when she saw Minghui approaching. A dark flash crossed Minghui's eyes, but she quickly concealed it.
She withdrew her hand and smiled faintly, "I'm sorry, Senior Sister, I forgot that you don't like others touching you." Leng Yan just said, "Nothing."
Then he got out of bed and said to Minghui, "I want to go out for a walk, please excuse me, senior sister." Minghui smiled and said, "Nothing, let's go." With that, the two of them walked out.
Led by Minghui, Leng Yan walked around Jihua Temple. Leng Yan came to the meditation room where she had stayed for an hour. Leng Yan looked at the meditation room for a long time without moving.
Minghui saw Leng Yan standing there for a long time and asked, "Junior sister, what's wrong with you? Why don't you keep going?" Leng Yan looked at Minghui and said, "Senior sister, I want to go in and take a look."
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