After I traveled through the book, my whole family overheard my thoughts and went crazy

What a strange dream.

Mu Qianqian raised her hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

That night, in order to catch those people and ask them what they had experienced, she became so miserable.

It really exhausted her.

Concubine Shu changed Mu Qianqian's clothes and carried her to the main hall.

The monks of Huguo Temple have already prepared the ritual and are reciting scriptures.

Concubine Shu put Mu Qianqian on the ground, clasped her hands together, and knelt on the ground devoutly.

Master Wu Yu was reciting scriptures while holding a willow branch in his hand. He dipped some water from the bowl in his hand and touched the forehead of Concubine Shu.

It looked like it would take a while before Mu Qianqian was done.

She touched Lu Zhaofeng, who was kneeling beside her, with her hand out of boredom, and pointed outside.

Lu Zhaofeng raised his eyebrows at him, seemed to understand what she meant, and picked her up from the ground.

He avoided everyone's eyes and ears and carried Mu Qianqian out of the dojo.

"Qianqian, do you want your uncle to take you out to play?" Lu Zhaofeng hugged Mu Qianqian in his arms.

Mu Qianqian nodded and pointed outside at him.

She always felt that the arch in her dream was familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

Although it was foggy, only a few corners of the arch were visible.

But those corners are too unique.

What does that dream imply?

Mu Qianqian couldn't understand.

"But this dojo was opened specially to pray for our Qianqian." Lu Zhaofeng coaxed patiently: "Uncle will take you to stand at the door for a while, and then take you to play after the dojo is over, okay?"

Mu Qianqian nodded helplessly.

"So good." Lu Zhaofeng pinched her face.

Mu Qianqian: ...

Why do the people in this book like to pinch her face at every turn?

Lu Zhaofeng put Mu Qianqian on his neck, holding her hand with one hand and protecting her waist with the other.

He walked quickly in the corridor outside the dojo.

"Qianqian, is this fun? When uncle was a child, he loved riding on dad's neck to enjoy the scenery."

Mu Qianqian: ...

Even though she is a little baby.

But her mind had already changed.

In the book, Lu Zhaofeng is Mu Qianqian's uncle.

But it really made her feel ashamed to let her ride on a man like this!

【Stop, stop, stop! 】

[Uncle, please put me down! ]

[This... this is not fun at all! ]

Mu Qianqian secretly complained in her heart.

I heard Mu Qianqian’s voice.

Lu Zhaofeng's footsteps suddenly paused.

Lu Zhaofeng: Uh...

Isn’t it fun?

This was the most fun thing he had ever done as a child, and he would always want to play it once in a while.

Is it that girls and boys are born with different hobbies?

Although Lu Zhaofeng hasn't had enough fun yet.

But since Mu Qianqian doesn't want to.

Then...

He just wanted to pull Mu Qianqian off his neck.

Mu Qianqian's voice came to my ears again.

【Wait a moment.】

This voice is completely different from the previous ones, and it has lost the childishness of a three-month-old baby.

Serious and earnest.

This made Lu Zhaofeng's hand pause suddenly.

Mu Qianqian stared intently into the distance.

The moment she turned her eyes.

She saw from afar a corner of a stone statue poking out from the woods, which looked very much like the statue on the arch in her dream.

Is it possible...

The place she dreamed of was the Huguo Temple?

Then, those injured people are... wronged souls?

Mu Qianqian was shocked.

How could such a royal temple have so many wronged souls?