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When Qi Yanshu returned to the Qi family, he did not live in the Qi family's old house, but in the villa in Lanyuan. Jiang Mian knew the address when he contacted Qi Yanshu before.
She drove out the shelved sports car in the garage and rushed to Blue Garden as quickly as possible.
Luo Jiale said that the master was sleeping at the moment.
Since last week, Qi Yanshu would fall asleep for a period of time every day. Luo Jiale was worried about his health and asked a doctor to check him while he was sleeping. As soon as the doctor approached Qi Yanshu, the latter suddenly opened his eyes.
Facing Qi Yanshu's gaze, the doctor was startled, and then Qi Yanshu paid the doctor and asked him to leave.
He didn't speak, but cast an indifferent gaze on Luo Jiale.
Luo Jiale's back was covered in cold sweat, and he muttered without daring to speak.
"That's all." Qi Yanshu said, "Don't worry, but there won't be a next time."
Luo Jiale nodded heavily, but the more Qi Yanshu behaved like this, the more uneasy he felt.
…
Jiang Mian quickly arrived at Lanyuan, and Luo Jiale came out to usher her in. On the way, Luo Jiale nervously said to Jiang Mian: "Miss Jiang, sir, when he wakes up and sees you, you must not say that I called you. If he comes here and knows that I am the one who makes the right decisions, he will definitely fire me."
In fact, Qi Yanshu had planned to fire him before and gave him a very generous salary.
Luo Jiale naturally did not agree, and Qi Yanshu did not force him.
"I know." Jiang Mian nodded.
Qi Yanshu's bedroom was on the second floor. Jiang Mian opened the door. The first thing he saw was not Qi Yanshu lying on the bed, but the wooden sword she gave to her master during the Chinese New Year hanging on the wall. .
Walking to the bed, Jiang Mian frowned.
Qi Yanshu was lying quietly, his face was rosy, and he didn't look like he was sick. The only clue was that his lips were pale and without any blood, which looked strange compared with his rosy face.
That's the problem. Apart from Qi Yanshu's expression, Jiang Mian didn't see any problem. She sat on the edge of the bed and gently put her hand on Qi Yanshu's hand. The latter's eyelashes suddenly fluttered.
Jiang Mian thought he would wake up, but nothing happened, as if what she just saw was an illusion.
Jiang Mian actually knew that her master had hidden a lot of things from her since she regained her memory. She didn't mind. Everyone had secrets. The four fathers even openly hid her life experience.
Furthermore, they now start a new life in this mortal world written in books.
She has family and friends, and so does her master. The past is no longer important, she just needs to live the present.
The master told her the same thing, and now she realized that the master wanted her to live a good life, but he didn't seem to think so.
Jiang Mian pursed her lips, and the frown between her brows deepened.
She has never understood her master. In the world of cultivating immortals, her master has always protected her, taught her cultivation, and taught her how to be a human being.
And the only thing she could do was to desperately avenge him after his death.
A trance flashed across Jiang Mian's eyes: Every cultivator, in order to fight against heaven and fate, devotes all his efforts to practice, just to ascend, so that he can live as long as heaven and earth.
Although the master in the world of cultivating immortals was very strong, she did not feel his desire to ascend.
He was always calm, and she didn't know what he was thinking. She couldn't understand it, and even now she still can't understand it.
"Master." Jiang Mian sighed and was about to say something, when his peripheral vision suddenly passed over the wall on one side.
She stood up and walked over. There was a faint special symbol on the wall, crooked, like a little person dancing.
Jiang Mian was stunned. This symbol... was created by her in the world of immortality.
When she and her master were out training, she had a dream one day. In the dream, she kept running after her, as if she was looking for something, and seemed to have lost something important. She felt so panicked that when she woke up, she was terrified and full of fear. Face stained with tears.
The master came from the next room and listened to her talk about the dream. He didn't say anything. He just comforted her softly and stayed by her side to let her fall asleep again.
Jiang Mian remembered that she pulled her master's sleeve and said, "Master, will you not want me in the future?"
She was afraid that the master would find out that she was not the original little Jiang Mian, and that he would know the truth and think that she was the one who killed the original little Jiang Mian and hate her to the core.
The master touched her hair, and there were emotions in his eyes that she couldn't understand. All she knew was that he smiled gently: "No, never."
The next day, she had a sudden idea and childishly created a pattern of her own, indicating that if the master no longer wanted her, she would take out this pattern to signal that the master would keep his word.
At that time, Jiang Mian was ten years old and had just arrived in the world of cultivating immortals for two years.
It takes two years to transform from a carp spirit into a human being.
In other words, she was only two years old when she became a human.
…
Jiang Mian had almost forgotten this pattern. At this moment, she saw that the memories buried deep in the depths came flooding back. She subconsciously raised her hand and touched the symbol.
A special feeling came from the palm of my hand. It seemed to be a fit, and it seemed to be testing, but it was gentle and without any malice.
This is a prohibition.
Just as this thought flashed through my mind, the next second, a soft white light passed by, and then the wall in front of me changed - this was not a wall, but an invisible door.
The door opened.
Jiang Mian was stunned for a moment: this restriction did not protect her, and the strange touch just now was to confirm her identity.
She stood silently at the door for a while before turning back and looking at Qi Yanshu on the bed.
The fact that the master set up such a secret door meant that the space inside was private to him. Reason told her that she should not break into the master's place casually, which was disrespectful.
But there was a voice in the dark urging her: Go in.
After a while, Jiang Mian opened the door and walked in. Behind the door was a medium-sized space. There were no windows in the room and it looked very dark. She hesitated and pressed the switch next to her.
With a click, the lights came on, and Jiang Mian could see clearly the layout of the room. It was an elegant study room with some calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls.
At the very back was a desk, filled with lots of rice paper, some of which were scattered on the ground. Jiang Mian happened to be stepping on one. She bent down to pick it up, turned it over, and her pupils shrank suddenly.
The person in the painting is her, she in the world of cultivating immortals.
Jiang Mian didn't know that the master's painting skills were so good that he could actually make her paintings lifelike, as if they were taken by a camera and then printed out.
But that's not the point. The point is - the clothes in this painting clearly show how she looked when she was in the world of cultivating immortals, was seriously injured and became a mortal, and was recuperating in a mortal village.
how come…
Jiang Mian's hand holding the drawing paper was shaking: Wasn't the master already dead at that time? She was seriously injured by the enemy who killed the master.
Later, everyone in the village died, including the doctor. She was the only one who knew about this and had seen her appearance at that time.
Why did Master draw it? How did he know
Jiang Mian's heart was beating wildly. A layer of fog appeared in front of her eyes, but a pair of invisible hands pushed the fog away, allowing her to glimpse the unknown truth.
She ran to the desk. She was drawn on every piece of rice paper. She was a child, she grew up, she was seriously injured, she fought for her life... She opened them one by one, leaving the last one.
It was a fish tank, with a red carp swimming in it, and behind the carp, lying on the ground, was a crab holding the red carp's tail with its ferocious claws.
The red carp's eyes were full of anger, as if he was saying: Why is this guy holding his tail between his legs
With a bang, something exploded in Jiang Mian's mind. She took a few steps back, bumped into the bookshelf behind her, and a book fell down.
Her eyes involuntarily turned from the painting to the book.
It was a book with a yellowed cover, and the writing on it was blurry and almost blurry, but Jiang Mian still recognized it.
When she just passed through, she received the consciousness transmission of this world and knew that she had passed through a book, and the name of this book was: "The Story of a Thousand Gold"
After getting familiar with the content of the book, Jiang Mian complained in her heart that such a serious name was full of nonsense. The author of the original book was a biological mother among biological mothers. As long as she was against the heroine Guan Xin, she would not Good ending.
Therefore, why does the original novel appear in the world of the book, and also appears in the master's study
Jiang Mian looked at the name in the book and regretted for a moment. She shouldn't have come, and even if she did, she shouldn't have come in.
The amount of information was so overwhelming that Jiang Mian couldn't relax. Her mind was buzzing and confused, and she tried desperately to sort out a thread.
However, the more this happened, the more chaotic the information in his brain became. There was even a buzzing sound, and the spiritual power in his body was also jumping out of control.
Jiang Mian suddenly came back to her senses, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled it, she ordered herself to calm down.
Everything happens for a reason. No matter what the reason is, since she appears here and sees these things, she is so far from the truth. She is qualified to understand everything clearly.
Jiang Mian picked up the yellowed book and opened it with a flick of his fingertips.
"Mianmian." The next second, a familiar voice suddenly sounded at the door, sighing, "Why are you here at this time?"
Jiang Mian's hand shook and the book fell to the ground, but she did not panic about being caught. She raised her head and looked directly at Qi Yanshu, their eyes meeting each other.
The shock and confusion on her face were caught in his eyes.
"Master, what's going on?" When Jiang Mian saw Qi Yan's book, the paintings on the table flashed through her mind, and she picked up a painting of hers in a mortal village, "Why would you..."
Qi Yanshu walked in and his eyes fell on the portrait. After a long time, he reached out to take it and answered the question: "I originally wanted to leave this place to you after I left, but I didn't expect you to find it today, which caught me off guard. "
"Master?" For some reason, after Qi Yanshu said these words, Jiang Mian felt a huge uneasiness in his heart.
Qi Yanshu raised his hand, stretched it into the air, put it back, walked around the desk, and calmly arranged all the paintings one by one, and also picked up the books on the ground.
Jiang Mian was so anxious that she couldn't help but say again: "Master!"
Qi Yanshu paused and said softly: "If you have anything to ask, just ask."
He was so calm. Jiang Mian didn't think he should ask anything for a moment. After hesitating, she bit her lip and asked, "Li Yan... is it you?"
The doctor's name is Liyan.
At that time, she was in the sea of knives and fire all day long, and her consciousness was not clear. Occasionally, when she had a glimmer of clarity, she would hear people in the village calling the doctor Li Doctor, and the latter knew that his name was Li Yan.
Facing her gaze, Qi Yanshu nodded: "It's me."
"Why." Jiang Mian murmured.