North Genkan, Inner House.

On the old wooden bed, Master Tianshu was lying dry, and the whole person was already in the morning and night.

Su Mian lowered his head and stood helplessly on the edge of the bed.

Her little hands clenched into fists, as if she had made a lot of determination, and her eyes were firm:

"Master, my Yangshou will lend you twenty years......"

Ten years ago, the master saved her from those bad guys when she was dying.

Returning her to the Taoist temple gave her a second life.

The master pulled her hand in hand to grow up, like a reborn parent.

Now seeing the way the master is tortured, her heart is extremely painful.

Don't say twenty years of life.

Her life is Master's.

Master Tianshu patted Su Mian's hand with satisfaction.

In the next second, he coughed up a large amount of bright red blood.

"Silly apprentice, my limit has come, don't feel sorry for me."

"I just can't let you go, there are some things that you have to remember."

Su Mian wiped the blood on his lips with a handkerchief, and secretly wiped his tears:

"Master, I'll listen."

Master Tianshu looked at Su Mian, and his voice became weaker and weaker:

"This year is your turning point, and you will meet two men."

"Coincidentally, you saved their lives."

"However, one of the men is your right fate, and the other is a bad fate, and they 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 take revenge?"

Could it be ......

Is the man sick?

Master Tianshu looked at the little apprentice with a doting smile, and his old eyes couldn't hide his reluctance:

"Xiao Mian, hatred because of love is a common thing in the world."

"These two men are involved in your affairs, and you have to go through these things yourself."

"Being a teacher can only remind you not to be assimilated by bad people at any time, and you must stick to your heart."

He did the math.

Xiao Mian's fate is a rare imperial destiny.

Her marriage palace is excellent.

The eight characters of the two must be the image of the harmony of the mandarin ducks of heaven and earth.

In the future, this man will spoil her very much.

It's just that......

There is still a big catastrophe in the future.

You have to rely on her positive fate to get through it safely.

Su Mian tilted his head, as if he understood or not.

She is simple and unloved.

Naturally, I can't figure out these things.

"I've written it all, master."

"Okay."

Master Tianshu breathed a sigh of relief.

He sat up slowly, looked at the disciples standing at the door, and raised his hand slightly.

In the next second, more than thirty disciples outside the door paced in unison.

"Master, what do you command?"

Master Tianshu's expression was serious:

"All the disciples obey orders, my limit is approaching."

"From today onwards, Su Mian has officially become the third generation of the Northern Xuanguan Master!"

When the words fell, the disciples looked at Su Mian with envy, and clasped their fists together:

"Hello to the Lord!"

Su Mian turned around and nodded at everyone.

She looked at Master Tianshu and said softly:

"Master, don't worry, I will carry forward the Northern Xuanguan."

Master Tianshu patted her hand, but he didn't dare to close his eyes:

"Xiao Mian, there is still a knot in my heart for the teacher......"

His voice grew weaker and weaker.

Su Mian bent down and leaned into his ear:

"Master, you say."

"I have a junior brother, that is, your uncle."

Master Tianshu mentioned Tianji, and his eyes were slightly red:

"We had a fight twenty years ago."

"He left the Northern Xuanguan in a fit of rage, and there has been no news for all these years."

"Your biological parents will come to pick you up at noon, you help me find Dimensity and give him the letter from my bedside table."

Su Mian opened the drawer of the bedside table.

Really.

There was a written letter inside.

Somewhat new.

Apparently it was only written 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, he will give you the Qiankun Ding after reading my letter."

Qiankun Ding?

Su Mian was stunned for a moment, and his little face floated with a touch of surprise.

Isn't that the treasure of the town view of the Northern Xuanguan?

How could it be in the hands of Uncle Tianji?

Su Mian just wanted to speak, but Master Tianshu slowly closed his eyes, and his hand also drooped.

Su Mian cautiously stretched out his hand and probed his snort.

In the next second, her eyes were red and she knocked her head on the ground three times.

……

Two hours later, Su Mian packed his luggage.

She looked at Maitreya, the little junior brother with a round head and a round brain, and planned to let him manage the Northern Xuanguan for this time.

Little Maitreya was two months younger than her, and entered the Northern Xuanguan in the same year as her.

He is an upright, kind, hard-working man.

The master is very accurate in looking at people.

A year ago, when he was unwell, he asked little Maitreya to help manage some things in the Northern Xuanguan.

"I'll be back in a month, have you remembered everything I told you?"

Maitreya glanced at the notes that were full of memorization.

He hesitated for a few seconds, and his face was puzzled:

"Little Senior Sister, it's not a big problem, but there's something quite tricky."

Su Mian frowned:

"What's the matter?"