Wuse was stunned. Seeing Yan Lan's strange expression, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

"What's wrong with Brother Yan Lan? It just now seems a bit strange. Could it be that there is really something earth-shaking?"

Wuse muttered to himself, and then followed Yan Lan.

Yan Lan came to a spacious hall in Xinjian Mansion. This hall was decorated specifically for Fang Chengwang and Gou Mu. It is located in the depths of the mansion's tree. It is ancient and simple and elegant, and is transparent around it. It is his private residence.

Wuse frowned and stepped into the hall, curiously said, "Yan Lan, what is the important thing? Do you have to bring me here to talk about it?"

Yan Lan laughed and said, "Brother Wuse, you have met a blessing, and I accidentally knew that you should thank me well."

Wuse has always been an ancient well without waves, but when Yan Lan said this, he was a little scared and said quickly: "Fuyuan? Did you encounter any genius treasure that says the name of a little monk? Come on, take it out and let me see it!"

Yan Lan touched her forehead and smiled, "Well, you said that, it's almost the same. But your name is not engraved on it, but in someone's heart."

Wuse's eyes widened even wider, and he always felt that Yan Lan had taken some wrong medicine today.

"Brother Yan Lan, the little monk is dedicated to the Buddha, how can he get the blessings? But you, the woman who loves you, probably can't even count it with your fingers, haha!"

Wuse simply didn't think too much and pointed the finger at Yan Lan.

Yan Lan smiled and said, "Brother Wuse, I'm telling you serious things. Look, this is your blessing, I don't know what you will think of!"

With a raised hand, Yan Lan took out the golden handkerchief and shook it in front of Wuse's eyes.

Wuse's eyes narrowed and he said in surprise: "This is the Buddhist handkerchief that the little monk was young, with my breath on it. How did you...get it?"

Wuse's mind churned slightly. This thing had been used for at least ten years, because he had grown up. He no longer used this Qingjie Handkerchief.

Yan Lan grinned and said, "Oh, it seems that Brother Wuse left a lot of love debts when he was young, and he can't remember how many handkerchiefs he gave. Tell me, who did you give to at that time?"

Wuse shook his head and smiled. He pretended to be a monk, and his eyes were clear: "The little monk knows that you must have the aura of a monk on your body. The little girl noticed it, so he gave you the handkerchief and asked you to return it to the monk. Brother, the little monk only left a handkerchief for someone else. At that time, she was seriously injured and her blood was flowing. At that time, the monk had to use this Qingjie handkerchief to heal her blood."

Yan Lan nodded, unfolded the handkerchief, and smiled and said, "Is this cute little monk exactly the same as Brother Wuse at that time?"

Wuse glared at the eyes, and was startled immediately. He immediately put aside the monk's appearance and said in surprise: "It's so similar. What a delicate handicraft, it can embroider my childhood so vividly. I have accepted this handkerchief. Thank you for the female donor for me."

Wuse took the handkerchief and looked at the little monk above, his eyes flashed slightly, as if he had seen through time and space, and returned to more than ten years ago.

Everyone’s childhood is worthy of emotion.

Because in childhood, you will not deliberately record something, which will lead to the reappearance after you grow up. The past time has withered in the years and cannot be found in the slightest.

Suddenly, something from childhood appeared in front of you, portraying your original appearance, keeping the breath of the past, and even evoking memories of the past, as if you have traveled through time and space in an instant, grasping the precious little bits of childhood, the broken and blurry pictures, and recombining them in an instant, and becoming clear.

Wuse rubbed his handkerchief and touched his childhood self, his face blooming like a flower.

After a long time, Wuse walked out of the aftertaste and looked at Yan Lan and said, "Brother Yan Lan, this is really the best gift I have received. Thank you very much."

Yan Lan waved his hand and said, "I just did it casually. If you want to thank the female donor, you have to thank the female donor. But I probably hope you will thank you in person. Moreover, what you have received may not be just this handkerchief!"

Wuse understood Yan Lan's meaning and smiled and said, "It is a good thing that Buddha is loved by others. Where is the female donor? Find a time to go and see you and I. It is worth looking forward to meeting an old friend in a foreign land."

Yan Lan nodded and thought to himself: "Wang Qi looks similar to the man in the ancient tomb. I am afraid that this matter has been broken for countless years. I will not rush to break this secret. Miss Cangcang may have been looking forward to it day and night. For nothing, I have hit this fate, so I will naturally send the Buddha to the west and slow down other things first."

After thinking, Yan Lan said, "It is better to hit the day than choose a day. Let's go today, let's go out immediately."

Wuse was stunned. Unexpectedly, Yan Lan, a busy man, was so free today. He wanted to calm down and then deal with the matter. Unexpectedly, Yan Lan was so happy and wanted to take him there now.

Seeing Wuse hesitating, Yan Lan grabbed Wuse's arm and walked out of the hall, smiling as she walked: "Brother Wuse, you have always been so happy, why are you so hesitating today? This is not the fire from the mountain of swords, and you don't change your face even when the sky falls. How can you discourage this little thing!"

Wuse was pulled by Yan Lan, shook her head and sighed, and followed Yan Lan with laughter and tears.

Yan Lan and Tong Qi and the other two said that they had something to go out, so they asked them to be alert and if there was any abnormal movement, they immediately sent him to him. Then they and Wuse rose into the air and turned into two streams of light, directly hitting the small village where the immortals lived on the ground.

Yan Lan thought while holding a sword: "The former immortal is not really an immortal, but actually wants to find someone to accompany and protect Miss Cangcang. Brother Wuse is kind-hearted and upright, but he is a Buddhist disciple. It is said that Buddhist disciples usually cannot marry and have children. However, I have also heard that many Buddhist monks sacrificed their lives to save people and united with ordinary women, but did not suffer any disaster."

"Since you encounter this, it is fate that you cannot escape. Brother Wuse is unparalleled in wisdom and cultivation is unpredictable. A woman will definitely not defeat him. Even if she doesn't get married and makes friends for her life, it is good. With Brother Wuse's great wisdom, she will not let Miss Cangcang enter Buddhism in the end!"

Yan Lan smiled and soon, he could see the village where the untrue immortal lived.

"It's there, this village is peaceful and simple, let's go in!"

Yan Lan landed on a hillside and walked into the village with Wuse.

The children and several dogs surrounded them again.

Yan Lan saw that the children were no longer afraid of him, but were curious about Wuse.

Even those domestic dogs have more joy and less alertness in their barking.

After about half a stick of incense left, Yan Lan and Wuse came to the door of the humble room of the Buzhen Immortal.

Yan Lan raised her lips and immediately opened her voice, "Senior Untrue Immortal, I'm here to disturb me again. Miss Cangcang, come out to entertain distinguished guests quickly." (To be continued.)

ps:           Good morning, I hope everyone can watch it happily.
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