President Bingshan's Personal Crazy Doctor

After leaving the mass grave, Lin Yifan went to the secret realms of the Puppet Kingdom Disciple Monument, but for him, such secret realms were no longer dangerous. Of course, except for that special city, he did not go this time at all. to the place where the city is.

Although there is Zhuge Huan in that city, it is too dangerous to be inside, if he enters, he will probably never return, so there is no practical significance at all.

Now all he can do is to believe in the words of the existence possessed by Zhuge Huan. He only hopes that Zhuge Huan can walk out of that city safely by then, and there is no other way.

In the end, Lin Yifan went to a place he was extremely familiar with again, but this place and his impression had undergone earth-shaking changes.

On Mount Futuo, Lin Yifan looked at the current appearance of Haihui Temple, as if he had also received the baptism of endless years just like this temple.

That's right, Lin Yifan felt this way. No matter how he saw it, the temple in front of him had gone through endless years to form what it is now. The key is that he had been here not long ago, and everything was still intact at that time. Although it looks a bit shabby, it is far from what it is today.

He had vaguely seen all this when he was confronting the old man Bixue before, but at the beginning he thought it was because the distance was too far, and he had some hallucinations, but now he is sure that he was not mistaken, Haihui Temple is really dilapidated up.

Now that he came here again, there were no young monks here to greet him. He knew that the monks here were not simple, but now for some reason, everything disappeared.

After Lin Yifan stood at the door in silence for a while, he stepped over the door of a collapsed wooden door, and walked slowly towards the depths of the temple.

The front yard here still maintains the layout in his impression, but the breath of time is too strong, and the smell of decay fills the tip of his nose, which makes him frown uncontrollably, a little unaccustomed to this kind of environment.

After standing blankly in the front yard for a while, Lin Yifan continued to walk forward, stepped over the courtyard wall with only skeletons left, and came to the back yard.

Haihui Temple said that it was not big, and that it occupied a small area. Lin Yifan soon came to the stone table where he sat and talked with Yuankong before. At this time, the stone table in front of him had collapsed, but the stone bench was still there. It was the same, but the top was also potholed, and it was obviously decayed.

"What happened here in such a short period of time? How could there be such a serious change? Aren't Yuankong and the others immortal?"

Lin Yifan was very puzzled. He clearly remembered that when he first came here, he killed many monks here. Perhaps when he passed by this temple for the second time, everything returned to the original state. Those monks he killed Still good.

He was quite shocked by this incident at the beginning, but now that this happened, to be honest, he was still a little shocked.

After all, the little monk almost pointed him to death at the beginning, so the existence of this kind of terror should not cause him to die, right?
Lin Yifan couldn't figure it out. In the end, he could only attribute the current situation to the blockade of time and space. It is very likely that the little monk and the others had died a long, long time ago. The reason why he saw these people was only because of the existence of Bai Wu , now that the white mist dissipated, they all disappeared together.

This possibility is really very high, because Lin Yifan thought of Qiu Yu and the others. When nothing happened before, Qiu Yu and the others could be resurrected at will. It was not until he broke the restriction that all this changed.

After figuring this out, Lin Yifan felt much better. He looked at the dilapidated hall tens of meters away, and then walked over there.

Although the main hall looks a bit dilapidated, it is relatively well preserved compared to other places. At least there is no landslide. Even if there is only a skeleton left, it still looks like it can go through a lot of years of baptism.

Lin Yifan looked at the main hall that had almost turned into an open air in front of him. There was nothing in it, and the huge Buddhist statue he had seen before no longer existed, leaving only some residues.

But just when he was about to step in, his footsteps paused slightly, and then his eyes turned to where the plaque was.

There was still a plaque hanging on it, but the dust on it almost completely covered it up, making the plaque almost integrated with the main hall, if you don't look carefully, you really can't find anything.

A few seconds later, Lin Yifan waved his hand lightly. A gust of breeze blew by, and the dust fell, revealing the original color of the plaque and the writing on it.

Brahma Temple.

Looking at the three familiar characters on the plaque, Lin Yifan wasn't too surprised. He had seen this plaque before when he first came here, but he didn't expect the temple to be in such a dilapidated state. The plaque still exists.

This made him couldn't help but think of the Udumbara flower again. If he read it correctly, the Udumbara flower was on the little monk's head. With this pair of plaques, it is not difficult to think of the Udumbara flower. There may be some relationship between them.

It's just that now Lin Yifan is a little helpless looking at all this. No matter how many connections there are between them, with the current temple turning into wreckage, it is estimated that everything will dissipate with time.

After standing blankly for a while, Lin Yifan put away the thoughts in his heart, stepped into the open-air hall, and looked around at the simple layout.

When he came here, he suddenly thought of a person, that strange-looking Yuan Nian, who was wearing sackcloth. The first person he met in Futuo Mountain was Yuan Nian, and everything he experienced afterwards showed that This person is extraordinary.

So did Yuan Nian survive?

Or did Yuan Nian disappear along with the little monk?
Lin Yifan frowned slightly. He felt that there should be some kind of connection between them, but he knew too little about this temple, so he couldn't even guess it.

As time passed slowly, Lin Yifan walked around the hall carefully, but he didn't find any other differences. Everything here seemed extremely normal, and it was indeed the result of time.

Of course, if it is interpreted from another perspective, this place looks extremely abnormal. After all, this place was the original building not long ago.

And just when Lin Yifan didn't find anything and wanted to leave here, he kicked a piece of gravel away with the sole of his foot, revealing a piece of cloth the size of a palm.

Lin Yifan couldn't help being taken aback by this. Compared to the image of dust and mud all around him, the piece of cloth at his feet looked particularly eye-catching, completely out of place with the surrounding scene, very abrupt.

After Lin Yifan hesitated for a moment, he bent down and picked up the piece of cloth at his feet. In his opinion, all this was not dangerous, and this unusual piece of cloth might answer some of his doubts.

Spreading the piece of cloth in the palm of his hand, Lin Yifan's eyes could not help but light up, because there were writings on the piece of cloth, which was good news for him.

Although the handwriting written on it is from ancient times, Lin Yifan has come into contact with many such writings, so he can still recognize them relatively easily.

"If you have the chance, we will meet again then."

Lin Yifan slowly read the words recorded on the piece of cloth, but he was a little at a loss after saying this sentence. This sentence was the words on the piece of cloth, but the meaning in it was really puzzling.

"Is this talking to me? Or is this text left unintentionally by other people?" Lin Yifan couldn't help muttering to himself, he really didn't understand the original meaning of this sentence.

But soon he discovered another thing, that is, the piece of cloth in his hand looked familiar, as if it was a piece of clothes torn off from Yuan Nian's body, and it was made of the same material as the clothes he had seen on Yuan Nian's body.

Lin Yifan raised his eyebrows slightly. He really didn't understand this matter, but he still didn't throw away the piece of cloth in the end, but put it away and put it in the universe bag. What exactly did that sentence mean, and who was it said to, but it's not a big deal to keep it.

After dealing with all of this, Lin Yifan looked up at the sky. About two or three hours had passed. It seemed that the abnormal time flow here had returned to normal, otherwise it would never have been like this.

Putting away his thoughts, Lin Yifan looked around the dilapidated hall again, then turned and left. He almost wandered around here, and there was really nothing worth noting.

After leaving the temple, Lin Yifan walked towards the direction in his memory. This time he walked a long, long distance, and he didn't reach his destination until it was dark.

This is a continuous mountain group, which looks ups and downs and is very magnificent.

It's just that Lin Yifan naturally knows the reason for this. If there is no such terrain, a strong man in the imperial realm would not choose to be buried here.

This is the burial place where Lin Yifan and Hai Wuya chased the big black bull before. Although it is extremely dangerous, Lin Yifan still wants to come here to have a look, as long as he doesn't enter the underground palace.

After carefully feeling the aura around him, Lin Yifan guessed that the strong man in the imperial realm who was buried here hadn't been resurrected, and there was no special aura around him.

"Why did you come here, kid? Didn't that annoying guy follow you?"