Beixuan Temple, back room.
On the old wooden bed, Master Tianshu was lying on the ground with all his energy and blood, and his whole body had passed away day and night.
Su Mian lowered her head and stood helplessly at the edge of the bed.
Her little hands were clenched into fists, as if she had made a lot of determination, and her eyes were firm:
"Master, I will lend you my life for twenty years..."
Ten years ago, the master saved her from dying from those bad guys.
He returned her to Taoist Temple and gave her a second life.
The master held her hand and pulled her up, like a new parent.
Now that she saw her master being tortured, she felt extremely painful.
Not to mention twenty years of life.
Her life belongs to Master.
Master Tianshu patted Su Mian's hand happily.
The next second, he coughed up a lot of bright red blood.
"Silly apprentice, my time has come, please don't feel sorry for me."
"I just can't let you go. There are some things you should remember carefully."
Su Mian wiped the blood on his lips with a handkerchief, and secretly wiped away her tears:
"Master, I listen."
Master Tianshu looked at Su Mian and his voice became weaker and weaker:
"This year is your turning point. You will meet two men."
"It just so happens that you saved their lives."
"However, one of the men is your good destiny, and the other is your bad destiny, and will eventually stab you in the back!"
Su Mian thought for a few seconds and frowned:
"Master, I don't understand."
"Since I saved that man, why should he retaliate?"
Is it possible...
Is that person sick?
Master Tianshu looked at his young disciple with a doting smile, his old eyes filled with uncontrollable reluctance:
"Xiao Mian, love and hatred are common things in this world."
"These two men are involved in your love affair. You have to experience these things yourself."
"My teacher can only remind you not to be assimilated by bad people at any time, and you must stick to your heart."
He's done the math.
Xiaomian's destiny is a rare emperor's destiny.
Her marriage palace is excellent.
The horoscopes of the two people must be the image of harmony between heaven and earth.
In the future, this man will pamper her very much.
only……
There will be a big disaster for Xiaomian in the future.
It depends on her good luck to survive safely.
Su Mian tilted her head, half understanding.
She is a simple person and has no love.
Of course I can't understand these things.
"I've written it all down, Master."
"good."
Master Tianshu breathed a sigh of relief.
He slowly sat up, looked at the disciples standing at the door, and raised his hand slightly.
The next second, more than thirty disciples outside the door walked in unison.
"Master, what are your orders?"
Master Tianshu looked serious:
"Disciples, please obey, my time is coming."
"Starting today, Su Mian officially becomes the third generation master of Beixuan Temple!"
After saying this, the disciples looked at Su Mian with envy, and all clasped their fists:
"Hello, Master!"
Su Mian turned around and nodded towards everyone.
She looked at Master Tianshu and said softly:
"Master, don't worry, I will carry forward Beixuan Temple."
Master Tianshu patted her hand lightly, but he did not dare to close his eyes:
"Xiao Mian, I still have a knot in my heart..."
His voice grew weaker and weaker.
Su Mian bent down and leaned into his ear:
"Master, tell me."
"I have a junior brother, who is also your junior uncle."
Master Tianshu mentioned Tianji, his eye circles were slightly red:
"We had a fight twenty years ago."
"He left Beixuan Temple in anger and has not been heard from for all these years."
"Your biological parents will pick you up at noon. Help me find Tianji and give him the letter on my bedside table."
Su Mian opened the drawer of the bedside table.
really.
There is a written letter inside.
Something new.
Apparently it was written only in the past few days.
"Master, I got the letter."
Master Tianshu’s voice was intermittent:
"Tianji, he, he still has a Qiankun Ding in his hand. After reading my letter, he will give the Qiankun Ding to you."
Qiankun Ding?
Su Mian was stunned for a moment, and a look of surprise appeared on her face.
Isn't that the treasure of Beixuan Temple?
How could it be in the hands of Master Tianji?
Just as Su Mian was about to speak, Master Tianshu slowly closed his eyes and lowered his hands.
Su Mian cautiously stretched out her hand and felt his breath.
The next second, her eyes turned red and she kowtowed three times on the ground.
…
Two hours later, Su Mian packed her luggage.
She looked at her round-headed junior brother Maitreya and planned to let him manage Beixuan Temple during this period.
Little Maitreya was two months younger than her, and entered Beixuan Temple in the same year as her.
He is an upright, kind-hearted, hard-working man.
The master is very good at judging people.
A year ago, when he felt unwell, he asked Maitreya to help manage some affairs of Beixuan Temple.
"I will be back in a month. Do you remember everything I told you?"
Miroku glanced at the notes that were full of memories.
He hesitated for a few seconds, looking confused:
"Senior Sister, there's not much of a problem, but there's something quite tricky."
Su Mian frowned:
"What's up?"
