I used the space to empty the pirates' private vault.

That night, the moon was high in the sky and the dusk was deep.

Jiang Yimo and Feng Wuhen returned to the door of the restaurant where they were staying and saw a slender and frail white figure standing outside the restaurant.

Didn’t this woman come looking for Sheikh Fan during the day?

Why haven’t you left yet at this late hour?

However, Jiang Yimo and Feng Wuhen didn't have time to pay attention to her.

Several people quickened their pace and walked past her, but the woman in white grabbed Jiang Yimo's wrist.

"Miss, you are familiar with Master Xie, can you please say something good for me?"

Jiang Yimo glanced at her and said speechlessly: "This is a matter between you and him. If there is anything, you should talk to him in person."

The woman in white frowned and replied, "Master Xie won't even see me now."

After hearing this, Jiang Yimo spread her hands and shrugged.

"Then there is nothing I can do!"

After saying that, she shook off the hand of the woman in white and strode into the door of the restaurant.

The woman in white behind him stomped her feet in anger.

That night, Jiang Yimo had a very long dream. She dreamed of a woman who looked like her, wearing a white dress, dancing on a pond full of white lotus flowers. Her waist was like a graceful weeping willow, her slender hands were like dancing butterflies, her flying hair was like ink-colored brocade, and her dance was graceful, agile, and light, like a lively elf.

The white lotuses blooming in the pond also danced with her, just like a group of naughty children twisting and turning.

As the woman was dancing, a tall and slender man suddenly appeared on the surface of the pond. He was also wearing white clothes and stood by, watching the woman dancing with a sweet smile on his face. However, Jiang Yimo could not see the man's true appearance as his face was always obscured by a cloud of white mist.

The woman kept jumping and jumping, and suddenly a huge whirlpool appeared under her feet, sucking both the woman and the man into the whirlpool...

At this moment, Jiang Yimo was suddenly awakened by Qingzhu. She was sweating all over, as if she had just been caught in the rain.

"Miss, are you having a nightmare? You have been holding my arm and squeezing me, kicking and screaming."

Jiang Yimo looked at Qingzhu steadily, breathed a sigh of relief, and replied: "I'm fine, I just had a nightmare."

After saying that, Jiang Yimo recalled the scene in her dream just now. Wasn’t the pond in her dream the same pond inside Daluo Temple?

It was just that the pond in her dream was blooming with white lotuses, but now in the Daluo Temple there was only one unbloomed white lotus.

The woman dancing on the surface of the pond in the dream looked exactly like Jiang Yimo, but the woman in the dream had a hint of sadness on her face, and was not as cheerful as her.

Jiang Yimo was also familiar with the figure of the man who suddenly appeared.

It seems that she still needs to go to Daluo Temple to see what the white lotus has to do with her. If she can meet the master of spiritual lamp, she can ask him about the white lotus.

The next morning, the dim morning light just shone into the room through the mist.

The Xie Hefan siblings came early in the morning and knocked on Jiang Yimo's door.

As soon as Jiang Yimo opened the door to the concierge, Xie Hefan said, "Yesterday afternoon, Daluo Temple sent a young monk to the restaurant to look for me. He said that Master Lingdeng came out of retreat yesterday afternoon and asked us to go to Daluo Temple today. Miss Jiang, do you want to go to Daluo Temple with us again?"

Go to Daluo Temple to see Master Lingdeng?

Isn't this just right? Today, she also wanted to go to Daluo Temple to study the white lotus.

It would be even better if I could meet that eminent monk.

So, Jiang Yimo readily agreed to Xie Hefan's request.

"Okay, I also want to meet the mysterious master of the spirit lamp, so let's go together."

As soon as the two finished talking, Feng Wuhen walked out of the room, looked up, and saw Jiang Yimo and Xie Hefan talking and laughing. He immediately walked towards them with a gloomy face.

"Momo, where are you going?"

"Daluo Temple, are you going there?"

Jiang Yimo asked casually.

However, even if she didn't ask Feng Wuhen whether he wanted to go or not, he would follow her.

If he went with her, the man's face would definitely become even uglier than it was now, so she might as well just invite him to go with them.

After saying that, Xie Hefan also looked at Feng Wuhen and smiled, "Yes, how about Master Lan also go to Daluo Temple with us?"

Feng Wuhen raised his eyebrows proudly and replied, "Okay! Then let's go together. This young master hasn't seen Master Lingdeng for many years."

Half an hour later, Jiang Yimo changed into a white dress, and once again finished her awkward breakfast with Xie Hefan and his group, then walked out of the restaurant and prepared to get on the carriage.

A carriage was coming towards them at full speed.

"Master Xie, Master Xie, where are you going today? I'll go with you."

The woman who had been pestering Xie Hefan yesterday came again.

Xie Hefan got a headache when he heard the woman's voice. She pestered him for most of the day in the restaurant yesterday before he finally got her to leave. Why did she come here again today?

"Miss Cui, why are you here again?"

This was the first time that Sheikh Fan spoke to a woman so impatiently.

"Master Xie, you don't have to call me Miss Cui. My name is Cui Wanwan. You can just call me Wanwan from now on."

The woman simply ignored the key point in Xie Hefan's words, pursed her red lips slightly, and had a bright little face, delicate features, and a complexion like jade. She spoke in a delicate manner.

This kind of woman is the most attractive to men.

But it doesn't work in front of Xie Hefan and Feng Wuhen.

Feng Wuhen also sneered coldly: "Mr. Xie is really popular with women! After all, the girl has come to you, Mr. Xie, please don't--"

This time, Feng Wuhen was interrupted by Xie Hefan before he could finish his words.

"Someone! Send Miss Cui back home!"

"No, I won't go back!"

"Miss Cui, it's okay if you don't want to go back to the Cui Mansion, but you can't pester me anymore, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

When Xie Hefan said this, even though he usually had a good temper, his face darkened and became gloomy and cold.

When Cui Wanwan saw Xie Hefan's expression change and his look was terrifying, she became speechless instantly and did not dare to continue clamoring to go with Xie Hefan and the others.

After watching the excitement, Feng Wuhen pulled Jiang Yimo into the carriage he had arranged.

Xie Hefan reacted and realized that Feng Wuhen had already pulled Jiang Yimo into his carriage, so he didn't dare to invite Jiang Yimo to get on their carriage.

"Brother, this time you were overtaken by that Blue Young Master again."

"You should have spoken harshly to Miss Cui yesterday. Otherwise, she wouldn't have had the audacity to come and bother you again today."

Xie Jiamin glanced at her elder brother, whom she had always been proud of, with a look of disappointment, then she turned around and walked towards her carriage.

Xie Hefan looked at his sister's back and followed her into the carriage.

Next, the two carriages slowly drove towards the Daluo Temple on Jiguana Mountain.

Cui Wanwan was left behind, jumping up and down in anger.