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Going along the long corridor all the way to the main hall, I saw a group of monks doing evening classes, and the little novice who had greeted You Meng and the three of them earlier was also among them. When he saw You Meng, he came out and asked her: "Benefactor, but do you want to give up?" vulnerary?"

You Meng was startled, did not mention the wound medicine, but asked instead: "How do you know?"

"The almsgiver comes with me," said the little novice while taking You Meng to get the medicine, "Actually, I dreamed about three of them a few days ago, and I told my master about it. Said that you will come today, and Master asked me to pick you up at the door at night."

As he said that, the little monk had already got the wound medicine, he handed a small tube of ointment to You Meng, and said intentionally or unintentionally: "It was also in my dream that you asked me to get the wound medicine."

"I'm asking this, I want to test whether everything in my dream will come true." The little novice clasped his hands together, his eyes fell on You Meng, and he lowered his head slightly and said, "The benefactor has confirmed it for me."

You Meng thanked her, took the medicine and was about to leave, too many things happened tonight, she couldn't help wondering if this was another trap of the painting?These people and these things are so real, she is even a little confused whether she is in the painting or outside the painting.

She turned around and was about to go back, but she heard the little novice ask her to stay. Before she turned her head, she heard the little novice ask: "I have a question, I wonder if the benefactor can explain it to me."

You Meng turned around, stared fixedly at the little novice, and said calmly, "Excuse me."

The little monk had a smile on his face: "The two benefactors, are they from the future?"

After a moment of silence, Youmeng said earnestly: "I can't answer, sorry." She didn't know what time the world in the painting was, what era it was, or whether this was the world she had been in before. Three thousand small worlds , Three thousand great worlds, the world in the painting may not necessarily be the world she is in.

Furthermore, she is gradually doubting now, is this so-called world in the painting really all fake?

What is the meaning of "future" in the little novice's mouth? Is it because he is the person in the painting that he knew something in advance, but because of some restrictions, he couldn't tell her everything?

Or maybe this "painting" has become cunning, all these are all a deception carefully planned after detecting the memories of dream-walking and evil spirits?

The little novice clasped his hands together, said a word of Buddha's name, saw You Meng was about to leave, and said, "After this time, we may never see each other again. Do you have anything to say to me?"

You Meng was stunned, she was still thinking about going back to explore this so-called "painting" and find the way back, but she didn't expect that she would go back in the next second.

Since the little novice's words were verified one by one, she hardly doubted the little novice's words. After thinking about it, she didn't seem to have anything to convey to Goudan, but finally said: "I hope he will take care of himself."

The little novice looked up at You Meng, as if waiting for You Meng to finish, but You Meng shook his head and said, "It's gone."

The little monk pursed his lips and finally said with a smile, "Okay."

You Meng turned around and walked back. She heard the voice of chanting sutras behind her getting lower and lower, and knew that she was about to go out. Seeing that the surrounding scene was gradually shrouded in fog, she suddenly turned around and called the little novice monk: "Is it right that I will go out soon?" Got to go?"

The little novice was startled, nodded and said, "Yes."

You Meng turned around and strode towards the little novice, took out a jade from his pocket and handed it to the little novice: "Please transfer this to Goudan, let him keep it safe, and I will come to him later."

The little novice nodded, stretched out his hand to take it, and said solemnly: "I will take good care of it."

The surrounding area was filled with white mist, and the figure of the little novice monk became faintly visible. You Meng thought carefully that she should have nothing else to do, but she suddenly remembered something, and asked again: "I haven't asked the little master's name yet. "

The little novice smiled slightly. At this time, the surrounding scene had completely collapsed, and even the long corridor beside him became blurred. Then the little novice said in an ethereal voice: "The poor monk's Dharma name is Zen."

Chapter 42 Mansion

The surrounding scene became white, and I couldn't see my fingers, and I couldn't hear any sound, as if I was caught in a sponge, no matter whether it was someone else's voice or my own voice, I lost my voice in an instant.

Youmeng took a few steps forward, but she couldn't tell whether she was going forward or backward. After staying in place for a while, she continued to walk forward.

During the period, there were human voices, screams, and howls of animals from time to time in the white mist, but I always saw the shadow of any person or thing, like walking around watching a lantern, never tired of dreaming, just kept going Walking forward, she knew that this was just consuming her physical strength, trying to suppress her both mentally and physically.

I don't know how long it took, maybe 1 minute, a day, or half a month, or a year, Youmeng noticed the changes in her body. Her hair continued to grow, and then changed from black to white, and her body's skin changed. No longer smooth, but wrinkled.

Until Yumeng's physical function was almost unable to maintain a standing position, the front finally came to an end - a pitch-black cave, only big enough for one person to enter and exit.

You Meng is like a traveler who has been thirsty for water after walking in the desert for a long time. She rushed forward and found herself back to her original appearance as soon as she opened her eyes.

Standing in front of that painting, she was still surrounded by a haunted house, but the painting was blank with nothing, and what changed was the rest of the paintings on the corridor wall, which were corroded one by one, and then slowly turned around. Because of the ashes, the walls themselves covered with paintings became a little bare.

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