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She called Zhou Chengming and told her that the Master Wu Xuan had heard her opinion. After not cultivating the ancient items, Zhou Chengming's anger at the phone almost overturned the entire continent.

"Liu Yue, don't be willful. Do you think that the reason I traversed mountains and rivers to find the Master Wu Xuan and shamelessly want to repair this item is for that crappy commission? I tell you, no. Liu Yue, think about it, how long has it been since you last encountered something that you liked and wanted to repair? If you go on like this, you're done for, you know? You are numb, you no longer have any spiritual energy, do you know, Liu Yue? "

"If you go on like this, you're done for."

The more Zhou Chengming cursed, the more excited he became. He hated that he did not succeed and that the emperor was not in a hurry.

"Without spiritual energy, I won't cultivate." Liu Yue was angry.

"You are wasting things, you are wasting yourself. You were born to eat this food. "

Liu Yue held onto the phone and laughed softly, his smile was bitter.

Zhou Chengming was right. This was her life. From the moment she was born, everyone had said that she had the Heaven's Eyes. She was completely clueless about these ancient things.

When she was young, her mother had taken her to visit relatives. When she saw the paintings and porcelain arranged by relatives in the living room, she was able to accurately judge which generation they came from and whether they were real or fake. At first my mother thought she was talking nonsense and ignored her.

After going to school, he had no teachers in history. She did not need to read or listen to the changes of the dynasty, the wars, or the famous generals of the various dynasties to memorize them. She had even once argued with her teacher about a timeline error, and her face had turned red. In the end, her teacher had to flip through a large number of ancient books before he realized that she was right. At that time, her family thought she had a good memory and was able to see things.

In the end, she became known by the public as the program for the appraisal of treasures. Every time a treasure was shown on television, she would be able to tell with a single glance if it was real or fake. She had never made a mistake before. When the news spread, it spread quickly and quickly, and the people who had left behind the items came to her house one after another to beg her to take a look. There were even some professional collectors, who would bring her to appraise any treasures they wanted to obtain. The situation was getting worse and worse and had seriously affected the normal life of her family. In addition to the endless stream of buyers trying to find her, the moneymaking sellers were also trying to coerce and coax her to pretend that she was telling the truth.

She was already in her adolescence, and the rebellious phase of such a life was severe. There was a Hong Kong businessman who asked her to identify a million calligraphy and painting.

"It's true, it's true, it's true."

She had no idea that such a sentence would bring about a calamity to her entire family. After hearing her words, the merchant spent millions to buy a fake, and the consequences could be imagined.

Her father had been forced to die, leaving her and her mother to fend for themselves and work for a living. But later on, she met Zhou Chengming's father. He took her in as his disciple and taught her how to fix her wounds. He became the most popular restoration technician in the world today.

These two years, with the death of her mother and her often strange dreams, her heart had dried up day by day.

Zhou Chengming was right in scolding her, but she didn't care. One of the bigger reasons she had agreed to come to Lhasa was because she wanted to meet Master Wu Xuan. After her mother's death, she suspected that her mother had not yet had a wish and that her soul would not disperse. The dreams, perhaps, were left to her by her mother.

Master Wu Xuan seemed to understand her wish as she spoke with a heavy voice.

"If you want the living to walk the cycle of reincarnation of the Good Samsara, they will have to go through seventy-seven to forty-nine days of transition. If it's convenient for you, you can stay in the temple. You can recite scriptures every morning after you've woken up.

"Alright."

Liu Yue was arranged to stay in the guest room closest to the temple. The surroundings were deep and quiet. She was so tired that she would have slept if she'd been in bed.

"Knock, knock, knock!" Someone knocked on the door.

It was the disciple from Master Wu Xuan who delivered the sandalwood box containing the cultural relics to Liu Yue. He passed it to him and asked.

"Is this what you left behind?" the disciple asked.

"No." Liu Yue shook his head.

"Master Wu Xuan said that this belongs to you, and it has returned to its original owner." As he said that, he couldn't help but push it into Liu Yue's embrace, and turn to leave.

Liu Yue did not understand, and opened the sandalwood chest. Inside, a few ancient items were neatly placed in order, the night wind was cold, and the surrounding silence was so quiet that only the sound of the clock could be heard.

She carried the box back to her room. Why did the Master Wu Xuan send this?

She opened them one by one. The heaviness of history greeted her, but what was even weirder was that the more she looked at it, the more familiar it felt, as if these things had once been in her hands.

She didn't know how long she watched for before she fell asleep in a daze.

It was still a dream.

In his dream, Yin Su held her and rotated:

"Ah Xi, I will bring you back to the palace."

"Ah Xi, I will definitely grant you this life. In this life, the happiest and happiest days are mine."

"Ah Xi, I want you to become the happiest woman in the world."

She happily followed him to the palace.

Later, he said:

"Ah Xi, this is the fate of me when I was born in the emperor's household. Don't worry, taking Bei Jue Country Cang Ruoyu as my concubine is only a temporary measure. "

But the opportune moment had turned into the truth, that Cang Ruoyu was pregnant. And she was sent to the cold palace, from then on, she was accompanied by lonely lanterns.

This night's dream repeated over and over again. The dream became more flesh and blood.

In the second half of the night, she woke up and sat up. She turned on the computer she carried around with her and went online to check on Mr Zhou's interpretation of his dreams. Yet there was no information on the Internet that could explain what such a complete, storytelling dream could mean.

She stayed up most of the night, and only when she heard the temple bell did she wake up to pay her respects to Master Wu Xuan. Seeing her exhausted look, Master Wu Xuan shook his head.

She sat cross-legged on a prayer mat and recited. Curling fragrance filled the air as Master Wu Xuan's voice came closer and closer, as if it came from far away. She was so distracted that she seemed to hear her mother's voice, telling her when she was very young

"Don't let anyone know about your ability, or else you'll be seen as a monster by others."

And then, when I was an adult again, my mother said,

"Liu Yue, did you know that your father was killed by you?"

Dong ? Dong ? Dong ? The Master Wu Xuan stopped his chanting, and only after knocking three times with the wooden fish did Liu Yue wake up from his trance.

"Your mother has long since entered the world of absolute bliss. On the contrary, you, on the other hand, are unable to dispel the inner demons in your heart."

"Demonheart?" she asked.

"Almsgiver, your destiny has not come to an end. There will always be people who care about you, who will worry about you in this life. Put it down, and you will never forget it."

"What should I do?"

"Where did you come from and where did you go?" Master Wu Xuan's eyes were bright and clear as he looked at her, as if he was looking at the distant past.

"Where do I come from?"

"After seventy-four days, there will be a fixed amount of time."

Master Wu Xuan did not speak anymore, and watched her leave.

Zhou Chengming would occasionally call her over the ocean, the displeasure in his tone had long been forgotten, the contents of the call was just listening to his rambling about what he saw and heard outside the country, sharing small matters.

Liu Yue did not answer and did not hang up. If he was busy, he would turn on the hands-free, allowing him to talk to himself while he was busy with his own things. Neither of them had friends, and neither of their loved ones was alive anymore, so even though their relationship wasn't very close, they still called each other brother and sister.

"Liu Yue, I have decided. I don't want to wander around anymore." Zhou Chengming suddenly felt sad.

Liu Yue was currently flipping through a Earth Treasury Scripture, and saw that all of the methods were born from fate, both because of fate and because of fruit. If it transcended all other bodies, it would be a departure from the Six Paths of Reincarnation. In his mind, he thought about what the Master Wu Xuan had said, where he should go and where he should go. So he listened to Zhou Chengming's words absent-mindedly.

"Liu Yue, are you listening?"

"Yes."

"I said I wanted to settle down, find a good girl to marry and have children, and never wander again."

"You should have thought like this a long time ago. Master wouldn't have died from your anger." Liu Yue blurted out.

Zhou Chengming was stunned on the other end of the phone, silent.

"I'm hanging up."

"Goodbye."

Liu Yue hung it up and continued to read the Earth Concealment Scripture. The sky outside the window was overcast, as if it was going to rain. He decided to just lie back on the bed and rest. Last night, he had been disturbed by the dream and had not been able to sleep well.

Outside, the rain was heavy, and the wind was rattling the windows. She was dreaming again, a dream that was getting clearer and clearer, and she could even feel the pain in her dreams.

In his dream, it was raining cats and dogs. Under the thunder and lightning, the entire wooden window was split into two by the lightning. The inside of the room was illuminated by the lightning until it became pale.

She was lying on a cold bed, her stomach aching as beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. An old woman was standing next to her, crying as she said to her

"Sixth Miss, please bear with it. The doctor will be here soon."

She was in a daze from the pain, but she knew that the doctors would not come, they would not come to Liu Chi Palace where no one cared about them. Warm liquid remained on her lower body as waves of pain washed over her.

It was blood. It dyed the entire bed red.

The old woman by the side shouted in fear.

"Sixth Miss, hold on for a bit longer." The old woman had lost her head in fear, crying so hard that she couldn't stop herself.

"Don't cry, go call the Third Marquis Yin Su over." She was calm.

"Alright, alright. I'll go right now, I'll go right now." The old woman staggered. She couldn't even hold on to her umbrella before she ran out barefoot.

The wind had stopped, the rain had stopped, and she was lying on the bed, her face ashen.

The old woman returned after a long time. As she had expected, a person who had just come back was kneeling down beside her bed with a thud ?

"The Third Marquis did not want to come. He said that he does not care about the life and death of the people in the Liu Chi Palace."

"Sixth Miss, I'm sorry."

The old woman knelt by the bed and cried mournfully, even more mournfully than a woman who had lost her virginity.

"Where is he?"

"He's in Yufei's room."

"..." For a moment her face was ashen.

Her lower body stopped bleeding. She struggled to stand up, ignoring the old woman's pulling. When a person walked out of this ice-cold Liu Chi Palace, his gaze was blank, his strength had already been completely drained.

In this life, there was nothing left to live for.