"Girl, just because you don't open your mouth doesn't mean you're not lying." The old man stared at Jing Xuan's eyes, and his tone sounded casual and indifferent. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Silent, Jing Xuan bit his lip lowly, kept rubbing his hands back and forth, his eyebrows and eyes were lowered, and he looked silent.

"You girl."

The old man looked at Jing Xuan who was silent, she shook her head with a chuckle, patted the position on her side, and motioned for Jing Xuan to sit closer to her.

"Master..."

Jing Xuan moved closer to the old man, raised his head, and shouted in a low voice.

"Girl, tell the master the truth, did the first few **** save a man back. The old man stretched out his hand covered with brown markings and gently stroked it on the top of Jing Xuan's head.

"Hmm."

Jing Xuan nodded, and looked up at the old man with flashing eyes, "Master, will you drive him away?"

"Get rid of him?" the old man chuckled, and the hand that touched Jing Xuan's hair slowly pulled through the hair, looked into the distance, and his eyes were contemplative, "Girl, I'm just afraid that the one you rescued was a bad guy and hurt yourself."

"But if I don't save him, I'll hurt myself." Jing Xuan heard the old man's words, but his heart was thinking that if he didn't save himself when he saw death, he would definitely feel extremely guilty in the future.

The old man turned his head and looked at Jing Xuan's pure eyes, she was half speechless. After a long silence, she sighed heavily.

"Why is Master sighing?" Jing Xuan looked at the old man's side face, grabbed his head and asked softly.

"There is no definite number of all kinds in this world, and a girl like you should not be involved. The old man lowered her head, and the rosary spun rapidly in her hand.

After Jing Xuan listened to the old man's words, her eyebrows frowned slightly and then let go, looked at the old man's godless side face, shook her head and asked, "Master, the disciple doesn't understand?"

"If you don't understand, you don't understand!" The old man turned his head to look at Jing Xuan's face, she grabbed Jing Xuan's hand, and patted her mouth softly, "Girl, can I ask you for one thing as a teacher?"

"Master, please speak."

A peaceful smile bloomed on Jing Xuan's face, she looked at the old man, although she was a little puzzled in her heart how her master's words were so strange today, but in the face of her master's eyes, she couldn't open her mouth.

"Don't bother with that man anymore."

"Master..."

Hearing the old man's request, Jing Xuan looked at the old man's cloudy eyes, struggled to open the old man's hand, and shouted heavily.

"Doesn't Master often say that we should be compassionate?" Jing Xuan looked at the old man and asked seriously.

When Jing Xuan said this, the old man didn't say anything for a while, she stared into Jing Xuan's eyes, Fang Xiang staggered Jing Xuan's slightly widened eyes, and asked, "What if you save that person is a bad person?"

"Everything is equal, the disciple doesn't know what the master means?"

"His life will bring about the death of many."

After the old man said this, she stood up, turned her back to Jing Xuan, looked at the corridor outside the house, and said, "Girl, do you think this is still compassionate?"

Jing Xuan's rubbing hands slowly stopped, half-biting his lip and getting up from the ground, standing behind the old man, speechless for a while.

"Do you think it's worth it?"

Seeing that his disciple couldn't answer, the old man sighed and asked again.

"What if he is a good person? Why does Master assert that he must be a bad person? Facing his master's questioning again, Jing Xuan restrained the apprehension in his heart and asked with a sigh of relief.

"Good people?" the old man whispered in an inaudible voice, turning her head under Jing Xuan's determined gaze, she smiled kindly again, "Girl, good or bad is determined by the world!

"What does Master mean?" Jing Xuan smiled unfurlied, his eyes fixed on the old man.

"The thing of your original heart." The old man waved his hand towards Jing Xuan, "Wrong and right, who said it, who is right, Master doesn't understand." You go and realize. ”

"Master..."

Jing Xuan heard the old man's muttering, and the smile that should have bloomed froze again, and she always felt that her master's words and deeds today were too strange.

"What's the matter? Girl, isn't that man awake yet? Why don't you go back and see. The old man spoke softly, and he restrained his momentary distraction.

"Yes, Master." After Jing Xuan heard this, she trotted to the door and turned back, and said goodbye to the old man respectfully.

After Jing Xuan walked away, in the corner of the room. It was a dark corner where the sun couldn't shine.

A woman with light makeup and a melancholy face walked behind the old man with very small steps, looked at Jing Xuan's extremely blurred back, and asked, "Master Fang Lan, why don't you stop it?"

"Forget it, everything in the world has a cause and effect. If you can't see the future, just wait now!" the old man turned the rosary in his hand, closed his eyes and replied slowly.

When the woman heard this, she was thoughtful. She looked at Jing Xuan, who was gradually walking away, her eyebrows furrowed and slowed, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"This is what Tuoba predicted in advance!"

The old man did not look at the woman, but turned the rosary in his hand to himself.

"Well, he told me to wait here." The woman watched Jing Xuan's back disappear under her eyelids, put on her loose skirt, sat down in front of the old man, nodded slowly, and answered.

"Back then, when I first saw him here, you were still a newborn charm, and more than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye." The old man opened his eyes and looked at the sad woman opposite him, and smiled bitterly.

"At the beginning, I would like to thank Mrs. Shi for untying the knot in my heart. The woman took the teapot on the table, poured a cup for the old man, and respectfully served it to the old man.

"How can I untie the knot in his heart with his temperament?" the old man took the teacup handed over by the woman, took a shallow sip, and shook his head.

When the words fell, the corners of the woman's eyes flashed slightly, and the teapot she was holding was slowly put down.

Seeing the doubt in the woman's eyes, the old man chuckled, "The old man just told him that even if he rejects you, the bond between the two of you will still appear in fate, so why not accept it calmly rather than suffering."

"That person will really become..."After the old man finished speaking, her eyes changed again, and she asked half an unfinished sentence.

"Mrs. Shi, you must have heard about what happened in Xuanguo!" The woman looked at the old man in front of her and saw the rosary in the other party's hand turning irregularly.

"I can't imagine it! Tuoba that little fellow's prophecy has reached such a point, this is the fate of thousands of people!" After the old man heard this, the rosary in his hand stopped, and the thread connecting the beads was cut by her and scattered all over the ground.

The woman didn't speak, but looked at the shadow in the teacup that was stuck in the water, and shook the teacup with her hand, and the shadow shook with the ripples, looking deep and shallow in the water.

"What else does his prophecy say?" asked the old man, seeing the woman's movements.

"It's nothing, he told me to wait for a man in the place where I met him, and that person would blow the trumpet of thousands of people to go to war."

"Didn't he and Jing Yatou say anything in their prophecy?"

"What do you want to hear?"

"In the future, the story of the two of them."

"The stars only know the results, but they don't know their bonds."

"That's really sad, I know it, but I don't seem to know anything."

"If the master is fine, the bamboo basket will leave first."

"Let's go, you never greeted each other when you came and went, and after living for a long time, people have changed, but fortunately, the name hasn't changed, otherwise I would have called the wrong one."

"Well, maybe it's been the wrong thing all along."

The woman stood up, turned and walked to the door, and the old man suddenly called out again, "Bamboo basket."

She didn't look back, stopped, and asked softly, "What?"

"Your girl's name is Tuoba Qian!"

"Well, Tuoba Qian, my child."

"Bring it to me, I want to see the child of Tuoba Prejudice, his child."

"I've been hoping you can take a good look at her, I'll bring her tomorrow."

"Okay."

The old man nodded, and she saw the woman go out and close the door gently. She picked up the beads on the ground, looked at them and whispered, "It's broken, will it be a mess if you go back together?"