Ye Wanxi¡¯s master is named Pagoda, which comes from the phrase ¡°saving one life is better than building a seven-level Pagoda¡±.
It is said that when her master accepted her master, his master was still a stupid little novice monk with a bald head.
The master was delighted when he saw it. After another look, he found that the young novice monk had good bones, so he went to the temple and asked for him.
The original intention was to teach a kind-hearted, mature and steady pillar of the family. Who would have thought that her master was a little crooked in appearance. He was cute and cute when he was a child, but when he grew up, he would go to the mountains and seas, jumping around like a loach without a hand, and he would be so angry. The master had a headache so much that he finally let go of the humanoid husky and let him enter the world to harm other sects.
Ye Wanxi¡¯s master didn¡¯t like to be restrained. He traveled around alone in the past few decades. In the past two decades, he felt that there was no fun in traveling around, so he started to pick up children and recruit disciples to settle down.
When Ye Wanxi arrived, the master was drawing in front of several cases. The painting is of the camellias that have just bloomed in the yard.
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However, the next second
????????????????????????????????? The brush in someone¡¯s hand tilted, and the slender branches and leaves of the camellia immediately turned into a big wooden pole, which was still a slightly twisted pole.
Futu frowned and said disgustedly: "Tsk, this kind of detailed work is really not suitable for me."
Ye Wanxi looked at someone's impatient look, smiled helplessly, and shouted: "Master."
"Yuanyuan is here."
Futu raised his head and saw his beloved little apprentice, his eyes brightened slightly, he threw away his pen and greeted him with a smile.
Ye Wanxi glanced at her master, then at the masterpiece not far away, and said with a half-smile, "Master was painting just now?"
The pagoda froze, wishing he could destroy the painting on the spot.
"Ahem, I heard that you went down the mountain with your senior sisters today?"
Ye Wanxi was amused by her master's almost lame change of topic, and she nodded and said, "Yeah."
"What were you doing down the mountain?"
"Of course I'm preparing a birthday gift for you, Master."
Futu's eyes brightened slightly: "The birthday gift Yuanyuan prepared for me? What is it? Show it to me, Master."
Although tomorrow is his birthday, Futu can¡¯t wait to see the gifts.
Ye Wanxi did not refuse, and took out the processed tripod: "This is the tripod I refined myself. Although it looks a bit ugly, it should still be barely usable for burning incense."
¡°Her master is an impatient person, but he is also very stupid in some aspects. For example, this incense must be lit every day, otherwise he will not be able to sleep.
Therefore, even during the years when he traveled abroad, he would always carry a small cauldron for burning incense for his daily use.
"Yuanyuan made it by herself?" Futu was overjoyed and couldn't put it down while holding the tripod. "What's so ugly about it? It looks so beautiful to me. Look at this shape, this pattern"
??????????????? Futu has a filter several meters thick for his young apprentice, and even black things can be seen as white by him, let alone now.
Ye Wanxi felt a little dazed listening to this all-too-familiar flattery.
She stared blankly at the person in front of her. Although the master was nearly seventy years old in worldly terms, as a cultivator, the higher his cultivation level, the younger he looked.
Therefore, although her master is already seventy, his face is white and beardless. Except for a few strands of gray hair, there is no trace of age at all.
He doesn¡¯t look like a seventy-year-old man at all. Instead, he looks like he¡¯s in his early thirties.
Futu held the tripod and praised it for a long time, but found that no one answered. When he turned around, he saw his young apprentice looking at him intently, with tears faintly shining in his eyes.
¡°Yuanyuan, what¡¯s wrong with you?¡±
"Master, have I told you?"
"What?"
"I love you very much, just like a daughter loves her father deeply. In my eyes, you are my father, the only father."
Futu was stunned and said happily: "Why do you talk about this properly?"
"You picked me up, gave me a home, raised me, and did your best to give me everything you could. But in the end, I didn't have time to repay you with anything, causing you to give me away with white hair. A disciple with black hair is unfilial."
"Yuanyuan"
Before Futu could say anything more, Ye Wanxi smiled at him with tears in her eyes: "Master, it's great to see you again at last."??
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With Ye Wanxi's words, everything around him froze. The gurgling water on the rockery outside the courtyard stopped in mid-air, and the camellias swaying in the breeze also froze.
Even the gentle breeze seemed to be strangled by something, waiting for the judgment of fate along with everything around it.
A few seconds later, everything that had been pressed on the pause button restored itself again, even speeding up the flow, but the expression of the person in front of him became strange and indifferent.
¡°Isn¡¯t it good to stay in the past?¡±
"No one you care about has ever left, isn't that good?"
The two consecutive questions came out of the "Buddha"'s mouth, with a hint of coolness, making Ye Wanxi more and more awake.
"It's very good, but what's fake is fake after all, and it can never become true. We can only move forward in life, and if we dwell on the past, we will only lose more."
Listening to the rapid dripping of water outside the hospital, Ye Wanxi suddenly laughed: "Besides, my master is a very narrow-minded person, especially when it comes to competing for favor. If he knew that I mistook a dream for him, he would be angry. "
As soon as he finished speaking, time stopped again, and the surrounding scenery and the people in front of him suddenly became distorted, like reflections in the river, swaying slightly and disappearing without a trace.
Instead, there are mirrors one after another!
In a small room of less than a few square meters, tall mirrors were placed on all sides, surrounding Ye Wanxi.
Ye Wanxi raised her head and looked around, then heard a voice that was the same as before: "When did you find out?"
When was it discovered? Of course it was when Senior Sister Qi Yao mentioned Senior Brother.
The mastermind behind this illusion is undoubtedly a cunning guy.
When he dragged her in, some of her memories were temporarily blocked, but as long as it is fiction, it will definitely leave traces.
The moment Qi Yao mentioned the Sealing Heaven Territory, Ye Wanxi suddenly realized that it was his master's seventieth birthday and it was impossible for several senior brothers not to rush back to celebrate his birthday.
But from the time she woke up to the time she went down the mountain, she had not seen any of her senior brothers. Even her memory of the senior brothers in the previous few days was blank. This was obviously unreasonable.
Especially senior brother, if he was on the peak, he would never let her leave alone, even with a few senior sisters.
"Illusions are something that can't help but raise suspicions. Once a deceived person becomes suspicious, no matter how beautiful the fantasy is, it will be compromised, and her missing memories will gradually return.
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