Since the Temple of Shiva was located in the suburbs outside the old town, Luo Qianqian went to rent a car after breakfast the following morning.

Then she drove out of the old town of Bangalore in search of the Shiva Temple in the suburbs.

The navigation of the phone was not that accurate any more, so she got totally lost on the road without any signposts.

She drove around for almost two hours without finding the Temple of Shiva.

Also, when a girl from Hua Land was driving through an Indian village, she was surrounded by villagers.

Some men even looked at her in an intrusive way.

She drove around but failed to find the temple, so she finished her lunch with food and water.

It was almost afternoon and if she still could not find the temple, she might miss the meeting with Gu Yun Che.

So when she saw an Indian girl coming out of the village, she pulled out the picture of the temple and asked, but she did not understand a thing the girl said in Indian.

She asked if she could speak English, but she did not understand a thing.

She was just wondering what to do when the Indian girl went into her car and gestured for her to drive along the road.

“You are leading the way for me?”

Surprised, Luo Qianqian went into the car, started the engine and left following the direction the girl pointed in.

But the girl in her car kept turning to look at the back of the car, looking nervous and uneasy.

They drove for almost an hour and the Indian girl would feature the way at the crossroads. Finally, when they turned a corner, she saw the temple she had seen in the picture.

“The Temple of Shiva, that is the Temple of Shiva!”

Luo Qianqian happily found a place to park the car and was about to get out when the Indian girl in the passenger’s seat took hold of her hand.

The Indian girl kept waving to her, pointing in another direction and asking her to drive along the road.

“This is the place I am looking for, I am going there.” Luo Qianqian pointed at the Temple of Shiva in the distance.

The Indian girl kept gesturing and trying hard to tell her something, but Luo Qianqian, who did not speak Hindi, did not understand a thing.

Then she thought of what the hotel staff said about tipping people, so she gave the girl the money she had exchanged.

But the Indian girl refused to accept her money and kept showing her the way, so she could drive away.

Luo Qianqian looked at the temple far away and insisted on getting out of the car.

The Indian girl followed her out of the car and kept mumbling as if she were in a hurry.

Luo Qianqian did not understand what she was talking about, and the girl did not understand what Luo Qianqian was talking about either. The two of them were speaking in their own language and gesticulating, as if they were talking in the same language.

They walked for ten minutes and finally came to the Temple of Shiva that Luo Qianqian had been searching for.

But the temple was not big and looked very old and shabby.

She was not sure if Gu Yun Che was already here, so she asked the Indian girl to wait for her outside the room. Then she sneaked into the room and saw an Indian monk instead of Gu Yun Che.

She thought for a while and brought out the picture of Gu Yun Che she had taken in Saint Malo and asked if he had been here before.

The Indian monk looked at the picture and then at her. He asked in broken Chinese, “You are looking for… Mr. Gu?”