In late autumn, the leaves are falling and everything is depressed. A touch of inexhaustible sorrow is often accompanied by the smoke and rain of late autumn, and it also carries a hint of chill in winter, which makes people have no intention of appreciating the light rain falling outside the Sanqing Temple.

In just a few days, the Yimei Taoist who had worked so hard to pull the two children to grow up, he was already in his last years, but now he is bedridden and can't get into the grain.

"Ahem...... Cough...... Cough. “

"Ahem, ahem...... Cough. “

......

There was another sound, a heart-wrenching cough, floating out of the dark and dim hut, echoing in the smoke and rain of late autumn.

"Master...... I...... I'll go to town and find you a Langzhong......"

Lin Yifan, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, looked at the Yimei Taoist in front of him, who had only a few breaths left, and he still had some indescribable helplessness and sourness in his heart, and on his handsome face, he couldn't hide the sadness and heartache in his heart.

"Yifan...... No...... Don't waste money anymore, how is my own body...... I...... I understand it myself......" The Yimei Daoist who was lying on the bed looked at Lin Yifan with his eyes that had no charm, and responded in a somewhat weak voice.

"Ahem...... Cough...... Cough. “

"Ahem...... Cough...... Cough. “

......

The Yimei Daoist who didn't say a few words couldn't stop coughing, Lin Yifan saw that the Yimei Daoist was coughing so badly, and quickly stretched out his palm to gently pat the back that only had a layer of skin left for his master.

"Yifan, you...... You...... Help me up. "Yimei Daoren's words are already becoming more and more difficult.

"Master, just lie down!

It's not that Lin Yifan doesn't want to listen to his master's words, it's just that he sees that his master is in this state, and he is even struggling to lie down, but where can he still sit.

"Yifan, you...... Listen to me, ...... Help me up. “

"I'm fine...... It's okay......"

Lin Yifan saw that his master was so persistent, and he had no other way, so he could only stretch out his arm to help the Yimei Daoist up according to the instructions of the Yimei Daoist.

Yimei Daoren, who finally sat up, stretched out his trembling parents, crossed his legs with great difficulty, and straightened his back as much as he could, and then carried the last trace of vitality that remained in his body.

Under the nourishment of vitality, the pale and yellow face of the Yimei Daoist was also much better, at least he could faintly see a little blood, and he didn't have as hard time talking as before.

"Master, you ...... Are you alright? “

"Isn't this how you can get better......

Lin Yifan, who was originally talented and intelligent, was a little stupid for a while. If all this was really as simple as he thought, how could Yimei Dao people get to this point.

Yimei Daoist looked at Lin Yifan, who was a little stupid, he shook his head slowly, and didn't explain much: "You stupid boy, where is it so simple." Listen to me first, and I can clearly feel now that my time is near. So I'm running out of time, and now you have to remember what I said. You know what?"

Lin Yifan's heart was heavy, and he almost rolled down tears, and after trying to calm down the pain in his heart, he still replied stupidly: "Master...... No...... No......"

"You stupid boy, you have nothing to be sad about, you know......? So I don't want to take him away about the mystery of your origins, you have to remember it."

"Master, I'...... It's true...... I really don't want to know ......"

Lin Yifan's voice was a little choked, and he seemed to be a little complaining, plus looking at his master like this, he really didn't have the heart to care about his life experience.

"You stupid boy, listen to me, your life may be related to the tragedy of the Ye family in Jiangnan sixteen years ago, I have no evidence, all this is just my speculation......"

"The jade pendant I put in the cabinet behind you, I don't think it's as simple as an ordinary thing, maybe ...... Maybe it's just unraveling...... The only clue to solving the mystery of your origins may be ...... Maybe it's even more to unravel the Jiangnan ...... The only clue to the many mysteries behind the tragedy of the Ye family in Jiangnan ......"

"After I die, if you still want to stay in this view, it will be fine, if ...... If you're going outside, remember ...... You must take good care of this thing, don't, take it out easily, if you ...... If...... As you think, it's ...... If you really don't want to solve the mystery of your background, then you will destroy him...... Destroy it! I'm ...... I always felt like that thing was ominous......"

Since he was a child, Lin Yifan knew that the piece of jade was the only clue to solve the mystery of his life experience, but he never thought that there might be more secrets hidden behind that piece of jade pendant, and now seeing that his master said it so terrifyingly, he suddenly felt a little unspeakably nervous in his heart, because he knew that he had already given it to Ye Qing.

"Master...... But...... But I ...... I ...... a long time ago."

"Yifan, what do you want to say?" said with a single eyebrow.

Under the questioning of the Yimei Daoist, Lin Yifan finally mustered up the courage to tell the truth: "Master...... That is true...... That...... It was the day before my sister left, so I took it out and played with it for a while, and then I ...... it casually I put it in the sleeve pocket casually and in the ...... Later...... When the senior sister left...... I...... I gave it to my sister. “

After hearing this, Yimei Dao's heart was shocked, and the vitality in his body was also a little chaotic due to his unstable mind, so his body was even more unstable: "Yi......fan! You...... Why didn't you say it sooner...... You...... You're going to hurt you...... Senior sister's. “

Lin Yifan saw that he was a good Taoist before, and because he gave the jade pendant to his senior sister, he scared his master into that way, and his heart was also shocked and terrified.

"Master...... Master...... You...... What happened to you...... How so...... You...... Don't scare me!" Lin Yifan asked with a crying voice.

Due to the instability of the vitality in the body, Yimei Dao people couldn't hold on to their bodies that had long run out of oil and dried up, and their heads were tilted back, and their whole body fell to the bed.

Yimei Daoren, who had fallen on the bed, was desperately supporting his body with one hand at this moment, raising his head as much as he could, and then stretched out his other hand tremblingly and pointed at Lin Yifan: "Yifan...... You...... You hurry up to the Immortal Cloud Sect and look for Ye Qing...... Will that piece ...... The hoodoo is destroyed. Then hurry up and follow...... Follow your senior sister and hurry up...... Away ......"

Trying his last bit of strength, Yimei Dao, who had finished expressing his meaning, fell backwards when he couldn't support his oil-dried body, stopped the last heartbeat, and just let go.

Lin Yifan, who had never seen such a situation, had already been frightened, and he didn't know how to express the sadness that his master had left in his heart. can only have six gods and no masters, and his eyes are dull and look at the eyebrow Taoist who has lost his breath.

After a long time, accompanied by Lin Yifan's cry of "wow", this broke the suffocating silence.

"Knock Knock"

"Knock Knock"

......

With this clear sound, Lin Yifan, who had already knelt in front of the bed of Yimei Daoist, could only bang his head against the wooden bed in front of him with his head, so that his extremely regretful heart could be redeemed!

"I'm sorry...... Master...... I'm sorry."

"Master...... I'm sorry...... I don't really know ......."

"I really didn't know it was a hoodoo!"

With the sound of "dong dong dong", Lin Yifan had already broken his forehead, and the overflowing blood followed the tears of sadness and remorse were intertwined, and fell to the ground mercilessly along the handsome cheeks.

......

When the endless sadness in his heart was exhausted, Lin Yifan wiped it indiscriminately, with both tears and bloody cheeks, and then slowly accepted that Yimei Daoist had left his reality forever.

At this moment, Lin Yifan no longer dared to imagine that in this world, if even Ye Qing died because of the bad luck brought by that jade pendant, how would he accept that heavy blow.

Lin Yifan, who had already been able to get up, could not take care of his forehead, which was still bleeding, only silently shed tears and silently sorted out the body for Yimei Daoren.

After Lin Yifan sorted out the immortal Yimei Daoist, he looked at it silently, it was like a sleeping Yimei Daoist, and then he turned around and ran towards the nearby village.

......

According to the instructions of Yimei Daoren, and finally with the help of the nearby village name, Lin Yifan buried his master Yimei Daoren in an open space not far from the Sanqing Palace.

Yimei Dao felt in front of him that only by burying it there could he wait for these three Qingguan forever. Because after all, this Sanqing Temple carries the hope and faith of his life.

Lin Yifan, who had already dealt with his master's funeral, couldn't wait for his master's first seven, so he decided to leave the view.

Lin Yifan, who was silently kneeling in front of the grave of the Taoist Yimei, looked at the master who had already entered the ground, and there was indescribable remorse and heartache in his heart.

However, the dead are gone, and the lives of the living must go on. Even if it's not the life you want.

With a few kowtows of "dong dong dong", Lin Yifan slowly stood up and stepped on the road to Xianyun Sect without looking back. Since then, he has also embarked on the road of seeking immortals that he never imagined.

"Senior sister...... You've got to be good......"

"Gotta be good...... Is it good ......?"

"What if...... If ~ even you leave me......"

"Then what do I have to think about when I live......"

Lin Yifan, who was walking on the sheep intestine path in the mountains, had to silently pray for his senior sister in his mind......

I prayed that my senior sister would be okay and that she would be fine. As for the rest, he didn't even dare to think about it.