The Sanskrit Forest was located ten miles outside the city of Yunzhou. It sounded good, but it was actually an abandoned bamboo forest. It was said that this bamboo forest was once the forbidden place of Baoning Temple, the most prosperous temple in Yunzhou City, and the Sanskrit Forest was named after it.
It was a pity that Baoning Temple was burnt down in a sky fire a year ago, and the Sanskrit Forest had since been abandoned.
The inn shopkeeper heard that Zhao Ling and her party were going to the Sanskrit Forest, and kindly discouraged her. "This Sanskrit Forest is very evil. I heard that the monks who were burned to death at Baoning Temple are still living in the forest. There was a gust of wind and resentment that everyone in this city dared not go in. Earlier there were a few bold people who didn't believe in evil, and they just broke into the woods, but they never came out. I advise you to think twice."
Zhao Ling did not rule out that the clue of Fan Yinlin was a trap, but it was the only clue, even Longtan Tiger's Lair would have a break through. For an atheist in the 21st century, she did not believed in ghosts, unless someone pretended to be a ghost. If this was the case, then this Sanskrit Forest must be tricky.
Without further ado, she hurriedly prepared some necessary supplies, and ordered Luzhu and Bi An to pick them up at the inn. Afterwards, she asked the shopkeeper to help her call a carriage and set off for Fanyinlin.
Lu Zhu was worried about Zhao Ling alone, insisting on accompanying her. But Zhao Ling didn't agree, Luzhu was timid, she didn't want to be a burden.
As soon as she left the gate of the inn, she saw Meng Yuan standing at the door, his pale handsome face seemed to be irritated, his deep eyes fixed on her, and he said, "Could it be that you plan to go to the Sanskrit Forest alone?"
Meng Yuan was really mad at this seemingly gentle but stubborn woman in front of him. Even he couldn't be sure how dangerous this place was in Fan Yinlin, but this woman planned to go alone like this. Does she think her life is too long?
"For the sake of Xie Mingyu, you didn't even care about your own safety?" The anger in Meng Yuan's eyes became more intense. He stepped forward, grabbed Zhao Ling's shoulder, and roared.
"Xie Mingyu is my cousin, I will definitely not let him have an accident." What is he getting angry with? Zhao Ling felt very puzzled.
Meng Yuan would never admit that he was actually jealous when he saw Zhao Ling so nervous while thanking Mingyu. And he would definitely not let her take risks alone.
"This king will go with you." Knowing that Zhao Ling was a very independent person, and the decision she made would not change easily, he softened his tone.
"But your leg..." It was still painful last night, and today I will travel a long distance. Is this really good?
"It's okay." Meng Yuan said lightly. He couldn't help but took her hand and walked to a carriage parked nearby.
Situ Gong has prepared enough medicine for him, and insisting on it for a few days shouldn't be a problem. It's just how strong the backlash will be in the next episode of cold poison, and he doesn't bother to listen to Situ's chanting.
"The prince, the princess." Standing by the carriage, Changdong saluted the two respectfully and raised the curtain.
Zhao Ling was stunned by Meng Yuan's gesture of pulling her hand, and did not pay attention to Chang Dong's name. Seeing that she had no objection to Changdong's name, Meng Yuan curled his mouth secretly.
His own princess? It seemed pretty good.
The carriage immediately set off towards the Sanskrit Forest, galloping all the way, and arrived at the original Baoning Temple site before noon.
It was said that Baoning Temple was once the most prosperous temple in Yunzhou City. However, it was completely destroyed by a sudden sky fire overnight.
The fire was rumored to be very strange and without warning. In addition to the monks in the temple, Tao Zhirui, the new prefect of Yunzhou City, and his new wife Meng Fu, who had been in office for less than a month, were burned to death.
Na Meng Fu was the Princess of Qingping and the daughter of the King of Nanyang. In a rage, King Nanyang ordered Baoning Temple to never be built again. So now there were only a few broken walls left messy in the wind.
Zhao Ling and his entourage walked through the temple ruins and came to the back mountain, but they saw that the willows and the flowers were bright, suddenly enlightened, and a lush bamboo sea stretched over the entire mountain. The forbidden area of Baoning Temple was so beautiful.
The three of them entered the bamboo forest. The bamboo leaves covered the sky and the sun. After entering the depths of the forest, the light became darker and darker. Meng Yuan stayed close to Zhao Ling and guarded her firmly. After walking for a while, he stopped to observe the surrounding area for a while, and said to himself. "Move the flowers to the wood formation!"
Zhao Ling also noticed the difference. This bamboo forest was like a maze, and they kept spinning in place. Hearing this, she looked at Meng Yuan and asked, "Is the formation deployed here?"
Meng Yuan nodded and held Zhao Ling and said, "This place is not like an ordinary bamboo forest. It is very likely that someone has tampered with it."
"This formation is very powerful?" Zhao Ling was attracted by what he said, and let him hold her hand without noticing it.
"It has been a long time since the move the flowers and trees firmation has been reported to be a lost art. Except for the people in Momen, no one else should know about this formation. I didn't expect it to appear here." Meng Yuan was also surprised.
"Momen?" Zhao Ling asked. Could it be the Shandong Mohist school that she had accidentally borrowed from? "You are talking about the Shandong Mohist school?"
Seeing Meng Yuan nodding, she asked again. "Are you familiar with Momen?"
"This king was once also a member of Momen." Meng Yuan looked calm and didn't portray any emotions.
No wonder he gave her such a perfect identity when he helped rescued her from Lu Ziqing last time.