Xue Wenyu kicked his legs hard, and the man woke up and blurted out, "Get out." After two words, he sat up suddenly.

Lin Chuan, whose injuries were healed, was outside at night. When he heard the sound of his master's house, he rushed in and lit the candles quickly.

I saw that my master was covered in sweat on his forehead.

"Master, are you having a nightmare again?" Lin Chuan asked worriedly.

How many times has this been? If this continues, the master will not be able to stand it physically and mentally, right?

Xue Wenyu ignored his subordinates and suddenly lifted the quilt, got out of bed, reached out to pick up the sword hanging on the head of the bed and walked out.

What should I do if I don’t sleep anymore, and then have that nightmare when I fall asleep? A nightmare is repeated tortures his body and mind. He is a little doubtful if he has been put into the legendary cup?

Seeing the master practicing sword in the yard with anger, Lin Chuan was very worried when he could be the only one!

No, I have to urge brothers to find someone later!

Xue Wenyu practiced for half an hour before he stopped.

Someone had prepared the water for bathing, and he soaked in the bathtub. The temperature of the water made his tired body feel a little relaxed, but he did not dare to close his eyes and enjoy it.

Because he was afraid that if he fell asleep, he would have that dream again.

Now Xue Wenyu has no doubt about the statement that he has thought about what he wants at night.

However, the more he told himself not to think about that woman, he could not do it.

He felt that from the night in the tent, she became her own inner demon.

Of course he knew that it would not work if he did this. Even if he was not tortured to the point of being crazy, he would have been almost ruined.

Thinking of this, I suddenly remembered that there was a temple on the mountain I passed by during the day, and the incense seemed to be quite prosperous.

Lin Chuan, who was guarding outside the yard, and another companion watched the master wash and change into dry robes and walk out of the room, and walk straight out of the yard gate.

Lin Chuan and the other did not dare to ask, and after a low discussion, one followed the master closely, and the other quickly went to wake up the others.

After leaving the temporary rented house, Xue Wenyu turned over and rode away. Lin Chuan signaled to his own people who were guarding the gate, and quickly got on his own horse and chased him.

Why did the master go in this direction? Lin Chuan was puzzled. He was going to return to the capital and not go to find the young master and that woman?

It doesn't look like that. If you decide to go back, shouldn't you give an order?

At dawn, a little novice monk opened the gate of the temple in Daming Temple on Daming Mountain. He was suddenly shocked by the people outside the door. Why are these donors so early?

"My little master Lao Jia said to the host and said someone asked for a meeting." Xue Wenyu raised his foot and walked inside, saying to the little novice monk behind him as he walked.

Ah? Who is this person? Xiao Shami was confused, but when she saw the fierce look of the person coming, she didn't dare to offend him, so she ran back.

After Xue Wenyu entered the main hall for a while, footsteps came from behind him.

"Amitabha, it's so early for the donor." The tall monk with silver bearded twisted the Buddhist beads and greeted Xue Wenyu with kind eyebrows.

"Sorry, I'm disturbing Master Qingmeng." Xue Wenyu felt that he had arrived in this temple, his irritable heart seemed to be purified by the Buddha energy here, and his attitude and tone towards the host became much calmer.

"If you don't disturb me, don't disturb me, I don't know if the donor is coming, is he asking for a visa or praying to Buddha and making a wish?" the old host asked with a smile.

"Can the master introduce a step to speak?" Xue Wenyu saw that several novice monks came in the main hall, wiped the altar and cleaned the floor, so he asked the old host.

"Please follow me, donor." The old host immediately understood what he meant.

The old host led Xue Wenyu to a pavilion next to the back hall, where a novice monk had already wiped the dew clean.

Xue Wenyu followed the old host in, and Lin Chuan stood not far away and waited.

I passed by a very young monk with a very eye-catching piece. I went to make a pot of good tea and sent it to me, but I didn't leave the annoying thing and left for morning class.

Generally, donors who look like they are extraordinary will donate a lot of money for indulgence and oil. The temple does all kinds of good deeds, and it really requires money, so how can they be neglected!

"I don't know what's bothering the donor? It makes the donor unable to sleep or eat?" The old host poured a cup of tea for Xue Wenyu and asked.

"Can you ask the master to find out the reasons for the following picture, calculate the following eight characters?" Out of a man's self-esteem, how could Xue Wenyu tell others that he was so scared by a woman?

When the old host heard this, he nodded thoughtfully, first asked Xue Wenyu to report his birth date and horoscope, and then carefully examined his face and palmistry.

"Donor, it is logical that people in my Buddhist sect do not allow fortune telling to others, but now I will make a comeback for the donor and choose a point to give you one or two points. I will give you a few words of truth. Don't be afraid of the clouds covering your eyes, and keep the clouds clear and the moon bright." The old master smiled and twisted his silver beard and shook his head and looked at Xue Wenyu.

"Don't be afraid of the clouds covering your eyes, and keep the clouds clear and the moon bright? Can the master say more details?" Xue Wenyu didn't quite understand whether this was referring to Brother Hui or the matter with that woman.

If you refer to Brother Hui, you will naturally feel more at ease.

But the woman mentioned in the woman said that she didn’t know when she would be liberated?

The old host smiled and said nothing, picked up the teacup and looked at a willow tree not far away.

"Then I want to ask about marriage, it's always easy to inform me, right?" Xue Wenyu had no choice but to ask again patiently.

"Marriage? Come with me, donor." The old host stood up as he spoke and led him to the side hall.

Xue Wenyu didn't believe this in the past, but now he regrets coming here. He has to say something else!

"Donor, please shake the signboard devoutly and draw another sign." The old host said, pointing to the signboard on the table.

Xue Wenyu closed his eyes slightly and advised himself in his heart that since he was here, let's bear it and listen to what he said.

He was about to reach out to get the sign when the old host spoke again; "Donor, you must be pious." After saying that, his eyes floated to the futon on the ground.

I'm going, it's so troublesome, and I have to kneel down? Xue Wenyu wanted to turn around and leave immediately.

However, thinking of how much I was tortured, I decided to endure it in order to restore my previous self.

So he adjusted his mood and stepped forward, lifted his robe and knelt down, forcing himself to bow three times very "piously".

He looked at the old host again, and saw that he nodded with a smile, then reached out to get the sign.

He had never done this before, but he had seen it. He stared at the bamboo sticks in the signboard and shook them hard. He watched the bamboo sticks move up and down the signboard. He was also very curious. What kind of sign he would shake out? It wouldn’t be a big frightening sign, right?

Wouldn't that mean that I was destined to be destroyed in the hands of that woman?
Chapter completed!