Loyal dogs always commit suicide [Quick Transmigration]

Su lightly touched the peach blossom-shaped mark, it was deposited under the skin, like a birthmark, it couldn't be wiped off.

After covering Wei Tan with the quilt again, Su stared back at that dream.

The soul of pure love is not with him now, did the author use this method instead to pass on a new setting to him?

Musk civet, Zhan Tanxiong.

From a realistic point of view, the former are animals that exist in the real world, while the latter are ancient mythical beasts in myths and legends.

Is there any special meaning for such a combination of real and virtual?

Speaking of musk, it brings back a past.

That was still in the original world, when Su was still called Su.

At that time, he liked to collect perfumes.This was originally just one of his many hobbies, but it quickly escalated after getting to know Wei Tan.

Thinking about it now, maybe at that time, he felt a little unwilling in his heart: Wei Tan was born with a subtle fragrance, but he didn't have a fragrance to match it.

So Su searched all the top perfume brands and insisted on using a different fragrance every day.

Wei Tan never said anything about his hobby, and let him make all kinds of scents on his body.

Once, Su casually tried a ginger-flavored men's sports fragrance, but accidentally didn't control the dosage.The people around couldn't bear the stimulation, and they ran away with excuses.Only Wei Tan still didn't say anything, what to do as usual.Su secretly suspected that Wei Tan's sense of smell might not be very sensitive.

Until one day, Su switched to a perfume between floral and oriental.People around all said that this smell is very suitable for the temperament of the president, and Su himself is quite satisfied.

However, when Wei Tan walked into his office, he suddenly frowned slightly, leaned close to him and smelled it, and said, "This smell is not suitable for you."

"Are you kidding?" Su disapproved, "Clive Christian's perfumer specially made this for me."

Wei Tan didn't argue with him, just said softly: "This is not your taste."

Su was disinterested by his reaction, and the bottle of perfume was never used again.

This happened several times after that.Su couldn't sit still, wondering if Wei Tan was allergic to one of the spices.

The recipes of top perfumers are usually kept secret, and Su used many methods to get those recipes.After comparing, he found that all these perfumes that Wei Tan resisted contained musk in their formula.

It turns out that Wei Tan hates musk.Su suddenly realized.

Afterwards, when customizing perfumes, Sue would specify to avoid musk.Sure enough, Wei Tan never raised any objections again.

— What a strange person.I don't even care about ginger and peppery perfumes, but I am so sensitive to musk.

At that time, Su secretly thought like this.

Recalling these things now, Su suddenly had a new idea: Could it be that Wei Tan didn't hate musk, but... he didn't want Su's own scent to be covered by other musk scents?

However, shouldn't the setting of "civet civet" be limited to this world?Why would it involve his original world?

Su felt that his mind was a little messed up, so he shook his head, stopping these chaotic thoughts.The immediate priority is to find Wei Tan's Yuanshen, and everything else can be considered later.

A group of people traveled day and night and came to Lanmush Prefecture.

Lanshe Prefecture is rich in spices, especially orchids and musk, hence the name.However, the musk they refer to generally refers to civet incense.

The local people believe that the civet is a spiritual creature for cultivating immortals, can communicate with gods and Buddhas, and drive away ghosts.Therefore, almost every household here has civet cats, which are enshrined like gods.

When the carriage arrived outside Lanruo Temple, it was already dusk and the crescent moon was crescent.

There are several families scattered around the mountain gate.A civet cat stood on a short tree near the courtyard wall, looking at the moon in the evening wind.

The civet is a nocturnal animal, resembling a cat and a fox in appearance, ferocious in nature, and does not like strangers.As soon as the boy accompanying Su approached curiously, the civet shrank back with its teeth bared, and let out a threatening growl from its throat.

However, when Su approached, it didn't reject it, and instead greeted it intimately, as if Su was its familiar companion a long time ago.

Su pulled up its hind legs to confirm the location of the scent glands, his expression became unpredictable.

The boy was puzzled: "What are you looking at, young master?"

Su waved his hand: "Don't say it, this chapter will be locked if you say it."

"...What what? What is locked? Hey son, wait for me!" The little servant was confused, and hurriedly followed Su into the temple gate.

Swords and other objects are killing weapons and cannot be brought into temples to collide with gods and Buddhas.Su then put the saber he carried with him in the carriage and parked it elsewhere.

The temple is full of lilacs, majestic sandalwood forests, and ancient cypresses, surrounded by a glazed brick pagoda.

Zen master Pindao traveled here before and met the abbot here.Under his assistance, the abbot sent several waiters to tidy up several houses for Su and his party for them to rest overnight.

According to the instructions of the abbot, Xie is a divine beast of Zhantan, and should be registered as a monk of Yunshui, and live in Yunshuitang with Zen Master Pindao.Su and the others are commoners and live in the living room.

Once he came to such a quiet place of Buddhism, Su's heart became much calmer.After sitting in the Zhike dormitory for a while, the Zhike teacher led him to the abbot's room to meet the abbot, and then took him to the guest room behind the Buddhist hall to rest.

Su then inquired about divination and Qiuqiu.The Zhike teacher had a strange expression on his face. He lowered his head and did not look at him. He clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's mantra, "Amitabha, it's getting late today. Don't worry about Tanyue. If you have something to say, please talk to me tomorrow."

Su only felt that his expression was different.When I wanted to ask something more, I had already walked to the front of the guest room.

Master Zhike opened the door for him, and handed over a note, "The abbot just explained, everything Tan Yue wants to ask is on this note, please go to the room and read it again." He held the candlestick in his hand To Su, "Put this lamp by the bedside tonight, don't turn it off." After saying this, he left in a hurry.

Su stood at the door and unfolded the note, only to see a poem called Qijue written on it:

Stand with the west wind behind your back and don't hurt yourself,

The sandalwood trees in the back garden are secretly fragrant.

There is no way to see the sentient beings,

Ghost rain, autumn lights, night like frost.

Su hurriedly browsed through it by candlelight, puzzled, and prepared to sit on the bed and meditate.Turning around was about to close the door when suddenly a gust of wind blew up.

Because there is no need to use force, what he is wearing today is not arrow sleeves, but a white fur coat, with long sleeves fluttering when he walks, like an immortal.

At this moment, when the wind blew, the door slammed shut, pinching the hem of his long sleeve into the crack of the door.

Su pushed open the door, raised his hand and tugged at his sleeve.Unexpectedly, it was so weirdly clamped that it didn't even move.He had no choice but to put the candlestick in his hand on the chest of drawers first, and then bent over to see where it was stuck.

The flames of the candlestick flickered and shone from behind, casting his figure on the ground.Su glanced at it suddenly, only feeling that the shadow seemed a little strange.

The piece of paper with the verses was also blown to the ground by the wind, and it hung in front of Su.

Looking at it from this angle, Su's cold sweat broke out suddenly.He suddenly realized that this was actually an acrostic poem.Read the first word of each sentence together, it is...

"There is a ghost behind it".