Shangguan Qianyu did nothing, just drank, and drank on the tombstone, just like meeting old friends for many years, without words.

However, there is still a sense of emptiness rising from the bottom of my heart.

Wine enters the sorrow, and adds to the sorrow.

Shangguan Qianyu's whereabouts became a mystery. At this moment, no one expected that he would let go of everything and come here to give a first five concubines he had abandoned.

After drinking this jar of wine, it was still early. Before he knew it, Shangguan Qianyu fell asleep in a daze.

I don’t know if it was because I hadn’t slept well for such a long time or because of alcohol, Shangguan Qianyu slept very heavily. When he woke up, it was already dawn and it was a new day.

The sky is high and the clouds are light.

Shangguan Qianyu stood up and looked back at the tombstone.

Qiqi has passed, Yan Qingrui, have you no longer involved in this world? How can you walk so cleanly but you are called a living person?

His head hurts a little, Shangguan Qianyu rubs his forehead and walks out of the cemetery with a heavy head and feet.

The feeling of melancholy in his heart became stronger. He walked in the mountains without direction, with no purpose.

There are fourteen peaks in Shuowang Mountain. Bodhi Temple is located on Nanhua Peak. This grassland is located on Wangyun Peak. The mountain road is stretched and the winding paths are sparsely populated.

Shangguan Qianyu walked for a while and realized that he had deviated from the path, not towards the city gate. However, if you don’t enter the city through the east city gate, you can enter the city through the south city gate.

Shangguan Qianyu didn't care either. He walked through a forest in front, climbed over the hillside, and after going down the mountain, there was a road leading directly to the south city gate.

When he passed through the forest, Shangguan Qianyu suddenly felt a very strange feeling, and he seemed to have been to this forest.

The familiar feeling suddenly came from his heart. He glanced around, but shook his head and smiled bitterly. It seemed that he was too conscious. If he had really come here, why was there no familiar scenery around him, and the road was not familiar?

After walking forward for a while, Shangguan Qianyu heard a sound of water, which was the sound of clear springs flowing in the mountains.

I drank a lot of wine yesterday but didn’t eat anything. Shangguan Qianyu felt a little thirsty, so he decided to find some water to drink first.

When he found the mountain spring along with the sound of water, there was someone by the spring.

A nun wearing black lace-clad sandals, the nun is in her forties and kind-hearted.

Shangguan Qianyu knew that this must be the master of the temple.

In addition to the large royal temples of Bodhi Temple, Shuowang Mountain also has many temples scattered between the peaks and the valleys.

Shangguan Qianyu just wanted to get water, and after drinking it, he went to the city.

When he walked to the mountain spring, the kind-eyed master, but he put his hands together, nodded slightly to Shangguan Qianyu, and said with concern: "Donor, can the old injury be restored?"

Shangguan Qianyu was slightly stunned. The old wounds? What are the old wounds he had? His body has always been strong and his internal strength has no stagnation. He knew his body best, and he did not carry the old wounds.

He said, "Master, do you know me?"

The Master said, "Five years ago, Pomni had met the donor!"

Shangguan Qianyu's heart moved. Five years ago? Old injuries? He said calmly: "Master, you have never suffered any injuries next five years ago, let alone any old injuries. TheMaster must have recognized the wrong person!"
Chapter completed!