Little Mr. is one hundred years old

The young monk knelt in the hall with his palms folded, his small figure looked very thin in the empty hall... and outside the hall, a raging fire was approaching, and the entire Buddhist temple was engulfed in flames, and the outside of the Buddhist temple was also surrounded by a sea of ​​flames. There are wailing and screaming and crying everywhere...

The young monk recited scriptures silently, as if he hadn't heard the hell-like sound outside.

With a "boom", the door of the palace collapsed to the ground, and the flames rushed in very quickly...

Qing Huan opened her eyes suddenly - it turned out to be a dream.

He is now in the library. He was originally reading a book, but fell asleep while reading it.

Qing Huan sat up straight and looked down at the book on which she was laying. There was a passage on it: In the first year of Chuping in the Eastern Han Dynasty (AD 190), the coalition forces led by Bohai prefect Yuan Shao formed a semi-siege on Luoyang. formation.In order to prevent the people from fleeing back, he burned all the houses within [-] miles around Luoyang City, and the White Horse Temple was completely burned...

Qing Huan squeezed her eyebrows—is the young monk in her dream really her past life?Could it be that he died like this in the end?

No, I can't think about it anymore.

Qing Huan decided to go to "Wangchuan" again.

After school in the afternoon——

"Qing Huan, the old man wants me to go home early today, so I won't go with you." Ji Zhiqiu said to Qing Huan while packing his things.

"okay."

In fact, Ji Zhiqiu's house is not in the same direction as Qing Huan's at all, but he doesn't mind the trouble, he always walks with Qing Huan every time, sometimes to Qing Huan's house, sometimes to Gu Yuehua's dessert shop, it seems like it's all right. got used to it.If it was before, Grandpa Ji would definitely take care of him and not let Ji Zhiqiu run around, but knowing that he is with Qing Huan, Grandpa Ji will let him go, unless there is something special, such as this time, he will let him go earlier go home.

So today Qing Huan and Chen Ziran went back together.They took the bus, but Qing Huan got off the bus halfway——

"Chen Ziran, I got out of the car earlier, see you tomorrow."

Chen Ziran watched Qing Huan get off the bus with a blank expression, not knowing what he was thinking - and of course Qing Huan didn't know that he got off at the next stop.

Qing Huan soon arrived at that street. He used to go to Bowen Yabao, but this time he went straight to the opposite "Wangchuan".

"Guest, welcome." The woman in red was not surprised when she saw Qing Huan, and said with a smile, "I knew you would come back, guest."

"Then you should also know why I came back." Qing Huan walked to the front of the counter: "Let me introduce formally, my name is Bai Qinghuan. What's your name?"

The woman smiled slightly: "Since opening this store, you are the first one to ask my name. Zipan, my name."

"Zi Pan..." Qing Huan muttered silently, and then asked, "Don't you have a surname?"

Zi San shook his head: "Not everyone has a last name."

Qing Huan didn't delve too deeply into it, and asked her own question: "What is that thing you gave me to drink yesterday? Why am I ignorant of human affairs? I don't even know how to get home?"

"That's called 'Wangchuan Soup'."

"Since it's 'forgetting', why do you think of things from your previous life instead?" Qing Huan asked suspiciously.

"One bowl is 'forget', and two bowls are 'memory'."

"But it's my first time to drink..." Qing Huan quickly understood—I had already drank once before reincarnation, so this is really the second time—"Who are you?"

"As I said, my name is 'Zi Pan'."

"Zi Wan...Zi Wan..." Qing Huan suddenly understood: "You are Meng..."

Zi Wan just looked at Qing and laughed.

Qing Huan frowned and shook her head: "No, you are working there, why are you here?"

"I appear in the world, so there are naturally people on duty."

Qing Huan looked at her: "If that's the case, then what is your purpose? What you did is violating the laws of heaven and earth..."

"Do you think everyone can be like you," Zi San said slowly, "do you remain invincible in this game?"

"What do you mean?"

"As I said, I'm looking for someone with a predestined relationship." Zi San smiled softly: "This soup has a time limit, if you wake up like a dream without a trace, then it's not the person I'm looking for, if you still remember it ..."

"What will happen then?"

Zi San stared at him: "Then I will take him away."

Qing Huan was startled: "He will die?"

"What is the difference between life and death? This predestined person will be on duty on Wangchuan for me, and the statute of limitations is based on his remaining lifespan." Seeing Qing Huan frowned, Zi Pan said, "In human terms, this world The trip is extra quick for me."

"You take people's lives like this, is it allowed by the underground palace?"

"There are rules in the world, and the underground palace also has unspoken rules." Zi San looked at Qing Huan: "You are already outside the five elements and six realms, so you are not bound by them."

"Tell me all this, aren't you afraid that I will hinder you?"

Zi Pan shook his head, and said with certainty: "You won't, you are the most disciplined person."

Qing Huan raised her eyebrows: "From your words, it seems that you have known me a long time ago."

The corner of Zipan's mouth raised: "I want to know, how much do you remember about the past?"

Qing Huan paused: "It's just a little, vague, not real."

"Maybe you have already remembered it, but you may not know it yourself, everything... depends on the opportunity." Zi Pan said.

"Opportunity?"

"Some people, some things, you will remember them when you should."

Qing Huan was silent for a long time, sighed, and said, "I see. Then I'll go first, goodbye."

Zi San watched Qing Huan leave until he could no longer see his back, the corners of his mouth curled, and he murmured: "Xue Rang, let this be your revenge for knocking over my soup on the bridge that day, the cycle of cause and effect, Don't blame me."

But at this moment, the sound of footsteps approached, Zi San raised his head to look at the door, and when he saw someone coming, he paused, showing his usual smile: "Guest, welcome."

That person stepped in - it was Chen Ziran.