"Jing Su, why are you slacking off here? The morning class has already begun. If you don't go, you'll be punished."
When the young nun heard her name being called, she was in a daze for a moment. She looked around and did not see the dilapidated temple hall or the cold weather.
She suddenly thought of what Qin Xi had said and looked at her hands. "Have I really returned to the past?"
Although it was just a dream, the realness of the dream still made her so excited that she did not know what to say.
Jing Su seemed to have thought of something and suddenly stood up. She turned around and ran towards the bodhi tree at the back.
She still remembered that back then, in order to skip morning class, she quietly came to the backyard to take a nap. Later on, she smelled blood and found Xu Ziyue, who was seriously injured.