Hey, you are reborn too?

Xie Yongwei did not evade anymore. She leaned forward slightly, staring at the Longyin Master with a pair of eyes, and said in a calm tone: "Can I afford the price now?"

Seeing the calm face of the girl in front of him, Venerable Longyin narrowed his eyes and said, "As for the question just now..."

He pondered for a moment. Xie Yongwei did not interrupt him, but just stared into his eyes silently.

After a moment, Venerable Longyin let out a breath silently and made the final decision: "Yes."

Xie Yongwei was not impatient and said in a gentle tone: "Please speak."

"Actually, you shouldn't ask me this question. After all, I have no experience, so how can I know? But, I personally think that masks cannot be simply judged by good or bad.

The feeling after wearing a mask for a long time may be that you are cut off from communication with the outside world, and gradually, you are cut off from yourself.

Maybe if you wear the mask for long enough, even you won’t know how you feel anymore.”

Xie Yongwei stared into his eyes quietly, feeling the hint of desolation in his words.

Venerable Long Yin did not look at her. He stared silently into the void. For some reason, his eyes looked a little old.

When Xie Yongwei saw his silhouette, her heart skipped a beat and she once again thought of the man who had saved her from danger many times.

From this angle, Venerable Long Yin and Jiang Mian look very similar.

I don't know when Venerable Longyin turned around. Instead of being gloomy, he smiled a little: "Why, are you fascinated by me?"

Xie Yongwei reacted, blinked twice quickly, and admitted generously: "From the angle you just now looked a bit like a friend of mine."

Reverend Longyin reached out and used something to pick the wick of the spherical glass lamp, saying in a calm tone, "Really? Let me guess.

It's the seventh prince of Dayuan who you mentioned before, who looks very similar to me. Is it true or not?"

Xie Yongwei originally didn't want to explain too much to him, but now that he was asked to bring it up, she just agreed and praised the Reverend Long Yin: "Well, Brother Wu Meng is as good as a god."

Reverend Long Yin put down the tool used to pick up the wicks, turned to look at Xie Yongwei, and smiled: "Thank you for the compliment."

Of course he knew, after all, Awei had specifically mentioned Jiang Mian to him before.

Moreover, he was very familiar with Jiang Mian.

Xie Yongwei saw that Venerable Long Yin was slumped on the cushion again with his eyes half closed. Thinking that he was going to sleep, she gently picked up the lampshade to cover some of the light.

Unexpectedly, the man's voice sounded again: "No need, just leave it on."

Seeing that he didn't seem to be forcing himself, Xie Yongwei didn't cover the lampshade again. After all, she still had to read by lamplight at night.

Seeing that Venerable Long Yin's eyes were slowly closing, Xie Yongwei thought he was resting and moved lightly, trying to avoid making any sound.

She held a book up and down between two fingers, trying to move it slightly left or right, trying to pull it out from its companions.

I don’t know if it’s because the books are placed too closely together, or because there are too many books above them, or maybe Xie Yongwei doesn’t dare to use force.

All in all, she tried for a few moments, and the book barely moved.

Xie Yongwei was originally in a good mood, but at this moment she couldn't help feeling a little depressed, but this depression soon turned into confidence.

Can't I do anything about a book?

She took a deep breath, held it, grabbed the book again with her left hand, and pressed her right hand against the brothers on top of it, exerting force with both hands at the same time -

Finally, the book started to loosen up.

Xie Yongwei was delighted and continued to work hard.

Just when she was "inseparable" from those books, a voice suddenly rang out in the carriage.

Xie Yongwei originally thought she had heard it wrong and did not pay much attention to it.

But the voice was persistent, echoing over and over again.

Xie Yongwei rested her hands on the pile of books. She swallowed softly and felt a slight chill on her back.

I didn't say anything just now, and Venerable Longyin was asleep, so where did this voice come from?

It can't be... haunted, right?

Xie Yongwei exerted force with her left hand and finally pulled out the book.

That voice was still slowly echoing in the silent carriage.

Along with the gurgling sound of the wheels rolling over the ground, it seemed inexplicably desolate and eerie in the dead of night.

Xie Yongwei took a deep breath, held it slowly, and then slowly exhaled. She repeated this several times until her palms and soles of her feet became warm.

Then he held the book in his hands and his buttocks fell back to their original position.

And Xie Yongwei's eyes slowly looked towards the place where the voice came from.

Coincidentally, as soon as Xie Yongwei looked over, the sound stopped.

Xie Yongwei was a little suspicious. She glanced at that place several times but didn't find anything unusual.

what 's wrong?

Xie Yongwei stared at that place for a moment, and after making sure that there was no sound, she slowly, slowly moved her eyes away.

Perhaps, I just heard it wrong.

Xie Yongwei silently pressed her temple. After all, she had not had a good rest these days. In order to hurry on her way, the carriage was still quite bumpy even when she was sitting inside.

It is normal to have tinnitus and slight auditory hallucinations due to poor rest.

Xie Yongwei glanced at Venerable Long Yin in that direction, and silently thought to herself that it would be better for her to finish reading the medical book and go to bed early tonight.

After all, I seem to have just experienced the consequences of lack of sleep.

Xie Yongwei reached out and moved the glass lamp on the table closer to her book, trying to see the words on it more clearly.

At the same time, if the glass lamp is farther away from Venerable Longyin, it should also reduce the impact on his rest, Xie Yongwei thought silently.

Seeing that the book contained many prescriptions for treating epidemics, Xie Yongwei read it several times in preparation for the Chizhou flood about two months later.

She pointed at the words above and recited them silently over and over again.

These are all good things. Xie Yongwei's brows, which had been frowned for some time, now relaxed a little.

It would be great if these prescriptions could be used to treat the epidemic that broke out after the Chizhou flood, so that the common people could suffer less.

Xie Yongwei looked at the combination of medicinal herbs and narrowed her eyes slightly. Perhaps if these herbs were replaced with other herbs, the therapeutic effect would be better.

She picked up a pen nearby, opened the inkstone cover, dipped the tip of the pen in ink, and started writing on the book.

Patchouli, Magnolia officinalis, Raw Atractylodes macrocephala...

Xie Yongwei stopped writing silently and thought, are there any other medicinal herbs needed?

At this moment, the sound in the carriage, where you could hear a pin drop, was heard again.

Xie Yongwei looked towards that place keenly, and it was the same place where the sound had been heard before!

This time the sound, like the last time, was slight, and sounded like a sigh and also like a call.

Xie Yongwei glanced outside the window screen and saw the wilderness outside.

She suddenly shuddered all over. Could this... be a mass grave?

Xie Yongwei subconsciously held her breath. If the car was really passing by that kind of place, then the sound inside the car, could it be...