My wife wants to overtake me every day

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It was a soft call from the side that woke You Meng up, and when You Meng turned around, he saw the little novice who welcomed them in from the door earlier, standing in the courtyard with a lantern, but the wind and snow did not fall on him.

The little novice held the lantern with one hand upright: "Amitabha, the benefactor is still awake so late?"

You Meng said, "I want to ask if there is any medicine for burns."

After a pause, You Meng said again: "Where did Goudan go? Isn't he with you?"

The little novice glanced at her and said, "Master has agreed for him to stay in Yunxiao Temple."

You Meng said "Oh", which was expected, she nodded: "I see."

The little novice stood still, not only himself, but also the lantern in his hand. If the wind and snow hadn't stopped, You Meng would have thought it was paused by someone, so she hesitated for a while before shouting: "How are you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Xue blocked You Meng's eyes, and when he opened them again, the scenery in front of him remained the same, but the little novice was gone.

After Youmeng searched the temple, she never met anyone again, including Goudan, and she couldn't even go back to her previous guest room. It seemed that she was the only one left in the huge temple, and there were faint howls of animals. The cries sounded in the distance, if there was nothing, it was no better than a haunted house in this silent night.

After turning around again, You Meng returned to the place where there was a Buddha statue in the front courtyard. She glanced at the Buddha statue and was stunned. She was sure that the face of the Buddha statue was originally facing the gate, but now it was You Meng who was going. This Buddha statue seems to "look" wherever it is.

You Meng took two steps forward, and saw that the Buddha statue suddenly became ferocious, and after a moment of distraction, You Meng changed to another place.

There was a warm room in front of her, and a door in front of her, and a voice sounded from behind her: "Are you sure you don't want me to be with you?"

You Meng replied subconsciously: "No need."

She woke up only after she finished answering, and when she turned her head, she saw the evil spirit sitting on the chair and snorting.

You Meng frowned, always felt that this scene seemed familiar, but she couldn't tell what was wrong, she opened the door and went out, outside, the wind and snow were all over the sky, blowing chills to the bones.

The body of the Buddha statue in the courtyard was already covered with snowflakes, and his face looked compassionate. She walked towards the location of the main hall, and saw a figure standing in the long corridor in front of her. She walked forward a few steps, and saw Goudan A man was playing with snowflakes there, and Youmeng called him.

After hearing this, Goudan immediately turned back to look at Youmeng, with an excited expression on his face: "Big sister, so you are here!"

When he got closer, You Meng asked, "Have you met the abbot of Yunxiao Temple?"

Goudan nodded, and soon became sad again: "The abbot agrees that I stay, and we will live with Jichan from now on... Are you and that bad sister leaving?"

If the Goudan matter is resolved, it is indeed time to go, Youmeng nodded: "Yes, it's time to go."

Goudan's eyes were full of tears, but they seemed to be frozen, the tears never fell, even Goudan's face became stiff, and his body was even more motionless.

You Meng turned her head, and saw the long corridor stretched out, as if it would never end, and when she turned her head again, Goudan disappeared in front of her eyes.

You Meng frowned, and then she "walked" Yunxiao Temple again.

Wait, why did she use "again"?

When Youmeng walked, her hands and feet became cold and she became a little tired, she suddenly heard a word from behind: "Are you sure you don't want me to be with you?"

You Meng heard her numb answer: "No need."

There is a warm room in front of her, and Youmeng's body seems to have finally recovered. She looked at the door in front of her, and subconsciously didn't want to open it, but she seemed to have lost control of her body, and walked stiffly step by step to the door. There was the snoring of the evil spirit, and she wanted to open her mouth to shout, but she couldn't even open her mouth.

The door opened, and the cold wind and snow blew in. "Youmeng" went out quickly with his hands and feet, and then closed the door backwards to prevent the cold wind from blowing in.

She walked along the corridor, feeling cold in Youmeng's heart, and saw a somewhat familiar figure in front of her. The person was dressed in a black dress, and the clothes were completely different from modern people. She stood by the corridor and looked at the falling in the courtyard Fengxue, with a little warm color in his eyes, seemed to be looking forward to something.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the evil ghost turned to look at her, with a smile she had never seen before: "Are you here? Today's snow scene is really beautiful, so I think of you."

The evil ghost seemed to be looking at her, but at the same time it seemed to be looking at someone else.

Seeing that You Meng didn't speak, the evil ghost's smile gradually disappeared, and turned into confusion: "What's the matter? Could it be that you are not feeling well?"

As the evil ghost was talking, he stretched out his hand to touch You Meng's forehead, and only touched it lightly. You Meng felt a warmth on his forehead, and then heard the evil ghost say, "Okay, you're pretending to be ill again to lie to me!"

You Meng couldn't control her body, and she couldn't make a sound, as if her soul was put into the body of a wooden man, she couldn't even blink her eyes.

After seeing the intimate behavior of the evil ghost, You Meng suddenly realized—is this body really hers?The eyes of the evil spirit felt strange to her.

She couldn't help thinking about the painting. She had never seen the person in the painting, only the evil spirit knew it, which meant that the painting should belong to the evil spirit—these should all be the memory of the evil spirit.

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