Huo Shao's little goblin has a soft waist and a sweet heart, and is spoiled

After hearing Xu Yuhan's words, everyone trembled in place.

Duan Dianqiang held on to the last bit of his masculinity: "There are no ghosts in this world."

After all, Chen Ni is a little older than them and often lives alone in a snowy mountain town, so the storm still doesn't scare her.

Jiang Niannian swallowed, clenched the flashlight in her hand, and looked around - the forest was dark, the raindrops were dripping, and the wind was howling, which was frightening to hear.

"Have you... heard the footsteps?" Xu Yuhan started to fight.

"Stop scaring people." Jiang Niannian's hearing was a little worse than ordinary people. After all, she had been injured before, but her eyesight was not bad. As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a figure in the road ahead.

"Who!" Jiang Niannian shined the light of the flashlight directly on the figure, and everyone turned their attention to it.

The person illuminated by the light beam looks gray.

The man came out of the night, wearing a coarse cassock and a string of Buddhist strings hanging around his neck. He looked like a monk.

When they got closer, everyone could see his face clearly.

He has a pair of piercing eyes under his white eyebrows and a goatee on his chin. He looks like a Sanxian monk in a martial arts novel.

"Several donors, what are you doing here late at night?" The monk spoke in a refined manner, his voice a little hollow.

Xu Yuhan and Jiang Niannian hid behind Duan Dian and Chen Ni, with only half of their heads exposed.

Chen Ni looked up and down at the monk who suddenly appeared, and was the first to speak: "We came here during the day, why didn't we see you?"

"The evil spirits in the mountains won't come out during the day, but late at night, that's not necessarily the case." The monk's voice had no ups and downs in his tone.

Duan Dian didn’t believe it: “There is no theory of ghosts and gods in this world.”

"The donor didn't believe it, so the poor monk had no choice but to sue him and not go up the mountain again."

Although Jiang Niannian and Xu Yuhan wanted to go up, they felt timid after hearing what the monk said.

People have to listen to advice, right?

After all, the consequences of going your own way are not always good.

Just when they decided to persuade everyone to go down the mountain, Duan Dian didn't know what was going on and said resolutely: "What if we still want to go up the mountain?"

"When a person dies, his wandering soul has nowhere to go, so he chooses a mountain to hide." The monk left a sentence and walked into the night without knowing its deeper meaning.

Everyone was confused. You looked at me and I looked at you. Finally, they walked up the mountain.

Duan Dian has always been certain: "There are no ghosts in this world."

Chen Ni looked around suspiciously. The further she walked up the mountain, the lower the temperature became. With the monk causing trouble along the way, she reached the top of the mountain not long after walking.

Jiang Niannian and Xu Yuhan raised their heads and saw the shape of the ancient temple emerging. They wiped away their fear and took out their cameras to record it.

I was shocked when I saw it with my own eyes.

The mist on the top of the mountain is hazy, lingering around the ancient temple, which is strange and mysterious.

"It smells so good." Jiang Niannian smelled the strong fragrance of flowers, which seemed to be even stronger as they went to the top of the mountain.

Xu Yuhan also smelled it and sniffed close to the place where the flowers were fragrant.

Duan Dian and Chen Ni only felt that something was wrong because they did not smell this kind of floral fragrance at this time during the day.

Why is the fragrance of flowers so strong here late at night?

Will there be any problem?
Duan Dian suddenly remembered something and immediately covered his mouth and nose: "Stop smelling it. The fragrance of this flower has a psychedelic effect. If you smell it too much, you will have hallucinations."

When everyone heard this, they immediately covered their mouths and noses, feeling that the flower had no fragrance at all.

Chen Ni: "How do you know this flower can cause hallucinations?" "My dad's photo album has marked it, and there are strange flowers in Yunluoshan ancient temple that can cause hallucinations." Duan Dian took out the wind oil essence from his backpack and applied it to his nose. Next, a cool feeling goes straight to the brain.

"Apply a little around your nose to stay awake." Duan Dian handed the wind oil essence to them.

Everyone followed suit. Although the smell of Fengyoujing made the brain clear, it could not resist the fragrance of flowers all around.

When they arrived in front of the ancient temple, everyone felt that white mist covered their eyes, making it difficult for them to see the way ahead clearly.

Duan Dian was the first person to push open the door of the ancient temple. Everyone heard a long "squeak" in their ears, and they felt a little confused.

Jiang Niannian shook his head and raised his blurred apricot eyes, but the surroundings were no longer pitch black.

"Why is it dawning? Doesn't it dawn faster on the top of the mountain?" She held the tree trunk with one hand and put her other hand on her waist. She walked up a few steps. She looked around and found that they were gone.

"Xu Yuhan? Duan Dian? Sister Chen Ni?"

"Where are you?" The more Jiang Niannian shouted, the more she felt something was wrong. Her voice echoed in the mountain.

She quickly walked into the ancient temple, her pupils trembling. This place was nothing like the photo.

In the photo, the place is dilapidated and the tops of the incense burners are upside down on the ground. But in front of you, there is no talk of losing money, and even the floor is clean.

The incense burner is placed in the middle, with three burning Buddhist incense sticks inserted in it.

Someone just lit incense here?
"Is there anyone there?" Jiang Niannian tried to call out someone to ask.

The ancient temple is quiet and filled with the fragrance of Buddha and nothing else.

She walked around and returned to the incense burner. Maybe she felt something strange, so she took the initiative to pick up the Buddhist incense on the side, lit three sticks, bowed devoutly, and inserted them into the incense burner.

After a moment, when she opened her eyes again, the fog around her had dissipated a little, but it was still a clean and tidy ancient temple.

Just when she was a little anxious, a familiar voice came faintly from the ancient temple.

"I never blamed you. Dad just felt that he could not give you a better life."

Jiang Niannian was curious about the voice, so she quietly approached.

"Actually, it's also a relief. I'm living very well with your mother now."

The more Jiang Niannian listened to the voice, the more familiar it became. She had a premonition in her heart, and her pace quickened. When she opened the door, only a dazzling light came out.

"Dad!" Jiang Niannian shouted. When he opened his eyes and looked again, he saw nothing but darkness, and the swaying flashlight light slowly approached.

Only then did she see clearly that she was opening the door of an ancient temple from the inside. Her chest was rising and falling as she looked at the deep forest at the foot of the mountain.

"I am your man, not your father." Huo Qi's voice made people sober. Although there was only one figure, it was reassuring to see.

Jiang Niannian's mood was ups and downs. She clearly heard her father's voice just now, but who could she tell her to believe it?The father has passed away.

She crossed the threshold of the ancient temple, took a few steps towards the man, and then threw herself into his arms.

"Aqi..." She didn't say anything, she just felt a little tired at this moment.

In order to find her, Huo Qi owed Luo Bin another favor.

"Don't try to get away with acting coquettishly." Huo Qi put an arm around her and really wanted to bite her to teach her a lesson: "Tell me, what are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

"Are you trying to make me anxious?"

"Or do you want me to beat you up?"

After hearing what he said, Jiang Niannian felt inexplicably funny. She raised her head and looked at the man's warm and angry face with the corner of the flashlight: "Beat me? Are you willing to do it?"