I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

The idea was good, but when it came to actually requesting a transfer to another hospital, the doctor absolutely disagreed.

Ling Xiao's condition couldn't be worsened any further; he had to stay in the intensive care unit. If he went outside and was exposed to more bacteria and viruses, even a miracle couldn't save him.

Suddenly, Xie Yuhua felt a dizzying sensation, as if the whole world was becoming blurry. He blinked, trying to clear his vision, but when he opened his eyes again, he was shocked to find that thick black smoke was slowly rising from the originally white walls around him! This black smoke seemed to have a life of its own, twisting and swirling in the air, gradually enveloping him.

Even more bizarrely, the doctor who had been standing in front of him just moments before vanished without a trace, as if he had never been there at all.

"Clang...clang..." The clear sound of bells rang out from ahead, each sound like a direct strike to Jieyuhua's heartstrings. He knew he shouldn't go any further, because everything was too eerie and dangerous. However, the familiar sound of the bells was like an irresistible magic, pulling him forward involuntarily.

That was the sound of Lingxiao's bell! This sound seemed to hold an inexplicable attraction for Jieyuhua. Despite being filled with fear and unease, his feet moved uncontrollably toward the direction from which the sound came.

It's so empty... so empty. There's a wall on the left, so how can it not be leaning against me? Where's the operating room door in front? Where is he?

In a daze, it seemed as if someone grabbed his wrist and pulled him away in the opposite direction, with bells jingling. He could clearly see that it was a child.

But as they walked, things changed. The person turned into Black Bear. But how did Black Bear end up here?

Even after Hei Xiazi successfully led him out, he still couldn't accept it all. It was too absurd. Even if it was an illusion, it was absurd. Even in a dream, it couldn't be like this.

Hei Xiazi revved the motorcycle so hard it shook the heavens, trying to remind Xie Yuhua that this seemed to be the only way out in the area, and it was up to him to choose.

The motorcycle's rearview mirror reflected Xie Yuhua's taut jawline. The early autumn wind in Beijing whipped up sand and lashed against his face. Xie Yuhua's knuckles, gripping the frame tightly, turned white from the force. The bumpy cobblestone road made his internal organs feel like they were about to shift, but he still didn't want to let go, because he knew that the real season was spring, not autumn.

"We've arrived." After a bumpy ride of who knows how long, Black Bear finally stopped the car. He stood on one foot, his sunglasses covered in mud from who knows when.

Jieyuhua looked up at the plaque, where the three large characters "Ciyun Temple" were already showing signs of wear and tear.

The brass lock was rusted shut on the door knocker. Black Bear pulled out a wire from somewhere and twisted it in the keyhole a couple of times. The creaking sound of the hinges turning startled crows on the eaves. The flapping of wings mingled with Black Bear's flippant chuckle: "If you ask me, you young masters from noble families are just lacking in yang energy..."

Jieyuhua had no desire to hear his sarcastic remarks. The incense burner in the courtyard was covered with half an inch of rainwater, and a few rusty coins were floating under the duckweed.

Although the temple gates were open, the actual temple was perched atop a mountain, surrounded by lush, verdant forests. The path leading to the temple was a long stone staircase paved with massive stones, resembling a winding dragon lying quietly in the mountains.

There are no railings or handrails on either side of the stone steps, and the steep slope is daunting. Each step is uneven, and some even have cracks and damage, as if telling the story of the vicissitudes and storms that have passed through the past.

Standing at the bottom of the stone steps and looking up, you can see the temple's true gate is tightly closed, with strange patterns and symbols carved above it. The twisted and intertwined lines are full of mystery. The whole scene is like an ancient and terrifying painting, sending chills down your spine.