Strange Tales of the Ghosts

Han Mansion's wet nurse came from out of town and had never met Han Qingmu, so she didn't know that the person who snatched the child was actually a dead person. However, Han Ruomei knew clearly that she didn't know where the father would take the child? Don’t even know how to find your father? The sad and depressed Han Ruomei had to come to Nanshan Temple alone. The young monk outside the temple stopped her and refused to let her in, which made Han Ruomei burst into tears.

"Little master, please, just let me in."

"No, the master has told me that if the female donor comes, we will not meet him." The young monk's tone was very firm, and he was not shaken by the woman's pity.

Han Ruomei had no choice about these six quiet monks. She had already guessed in her heart the reason why Master Kuhai did not let her enter the temple. It must be that Xuezhongfei told Master Kuhai her true feelings for You Sheng, but the master did not Knowing that Han Ruomei's child had been kidnapped, she had no other options and no other place to go, so she had no choice but to do the same thing and kneel on the steps in front of the temple again.

One hour passed, two hours passed, and suddenly the night sky was filled with dark clouds. The cold air in the mountains rose and it began to rain. The rainwater slapped on the Bodhi tree in front of the temple and on the wall of the temple. Han Ruomei's whole body was already soaked. Rain dripped down her hair, but the temple door was not opened. It wasn't until the next morning that the young monk opened the temple door and was about to go down the mountain to fetch water. When he saw Han Ruomei, he exclaimed: "Female donor, have you knelt here all night?"

"Please... little master... let me see... Master Kuhai." Han Ruomei's eyes became dizzy, and she fell on the stone steps after speaking.

When the young monk saw the woman fainting in front of the temple, he was a little panicked. He quickly threw down the bucket and ran into the temple. After a while, several monks ran out and carried Han Ruomei in. After settling her in the side room, they helped her I had a bowl of medicinal soup to relieve the cold. After drinking the medicinal soup, Han Ruomei opened her eyes after a while.

"where is this place?"

"Amitabha, Bodhisattva bless you, you finally woke up, female donor, this is Nanshan Temple."

"Nanshan Temple? Master Kuhai, are you willing to see me?" Han Ruomei sat up holding her sick body.

The young monk did not dare to move rashly, took a step back, clasped his hands and replied: "That's good, the master has an explanation, but there is no female donor."

"Why? Why is this?" Han Ruomei couldn't help but cry when she thought that she had knelt all night but could not move Master Kuhai.

The young monk thought for a while and then replied: "Donor woman, please don't be sad. Although the master said he can't see you, he has other instructions."

"..." Han Ruomei looked at the young monk with tears still wet.

"Master said that he can take you to see the person you want to see."

"Thank you, Master Kuhai." Han Ruomei burst into laughter.

After Han Ruomei got better, the young monk led her to a small pagoda in the temple. This pagoda has seven floors, which means the seven-level pagoda. Wind chimes are hung on the corners. When the wind blows, they make a ringing sound. The door was locked with a large iron lock.

"Female donor, the person you want to see is in the tower. You can only talk from a distance, not close."

"Thank you, little master." Han Ruomei knew that this was the rule. Since You Sheng was a captured demon, how could she be able to see him so easily and talk to him through the tower? She was already very grateful.

After the young monk left, Han Ruomei heard You Sheng's voice coming from the tower, with resentment: "You are finally here?"

"I..." Suddenly, Han Ruomei didn't know how to face Yousheng. Although Yousheng was the murderer of her father and a monster, he was her husband after all and he was not unkind to her.

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