Princess, she has fortune-telling again

Chapter 505 There is no retreat at all...

"Teacher, I have good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

Jiang Nai rolled her eyes, "Listen to the bad ones first."

The old Taoist smiled, and retreated to her side with the package on his shoulders, "The bad news is that the old Taoist has calculated that you will be doomed soon, you cannot escape, and you cannot stop it if you block it. You have to obediently accept the doom. "

Before Jiang Nai could speak again, the old man continued, "The good news is that luck comes with disaster. You're going to be lucky, you son of a bitch!"

Jiang Nai let out an expressionless "Oh", no other colors could be seen on her dark face.

The old Taoist took a look at her, "Teacher, do you have any ideas?"

"I don't have any idea." Jiang Nai glanced at him.

Soldiers come to block the water and cover them with soil. Since they can't avoid it, they can face it directly, and it doesn't matter.

Seeing her expressionless expression, the old Taoist couldn't help snorting.

The longer the little guy grew, the less cute he became, and his thoughts became deeper.

As a master, the old Taoist sometimes can't figure out what his disciples are thinking in his heart.

"You are so young, what are you doing so old?" The old man knocked on her head unceremoniously.

The two masters and apprentices left Xiaowei Village and walked towards the official road facing the sunlight.

"Master, where are we going now?"

"Going back to Beijing." The old Taoist stroked his beard and sighed, "I haven't been back to the Taoist temple for a long time, and I don't know if my Baiyun Temple is still safe and sound."

The two masters and apprentices paused, looked at the checkpoint not far from the official road, and looked at each other helplessly.

"Teacher, the Prince Regent seems to be really caring."

The old Taoist touched Yi Rong's old face, and cursed indignantly: "You have been away for so many years, and he has not given up looking for you. I am a little curious now as a teacher. What did you do to make people search for you so hard? How many years?"

Jiang Nai lowered his eyes slightly, his expression silent.

She had already guessed that Xiao Bingkuang's memory would probably come back on the day she left Beijing...

He should have already remembered the story of Shanjutu, and also knew that she swiped a dagger at his neck and wanted to kill him.

Jiang Nai sighed faintly: What should come will always come, and hiding cannot be avoided, so...have the courage to face this full of holes in life!

Anyway, there was no way to retreat, and she couldn't stay away from returning to Beijing for the rest of her life.

For her now, at least... self-protection should be completely fine, right?

As soon as he turned his head, Jiang Nai saw the old man's sad expression.

Jiang Nai knew what the old man was thinking without guessing.

If it wasn't for his apprentice being so cheating, why would he need to change his appearance and hide with his apprentice all these years?

It is said that many years ago, there was a sky-high price bet: bet that the fourth daughter of the Jiang family, after being captured by the regent, will not live until thirty!
"Speaking of disciples, according to the old rules, it would be eye-catching for us to leave separately. I will go back to Beijing as a teacher, and you will follow slowly."

The old Taoist waved his hand, jumped onto a nearby tree with a whoosh, and disappeared in an instant.

Jiang Nai glanced up, and hooked the corners of her lips amusedly.

The colorful childhood of chicken flying and dog jumping has passed, and I would like to thank the old Taoist for letting himself go for so many years, messing around in the mountains and rivers.

Everything you do is free and unfettered.

All of this came to an end when she entered the cardamom age.

In any case, I still want to thank Master for his dedicated teaching and companionship for so many years.

Jiang Nai looked into the distance.

Bright and sunny day, the breeze blows through the white clouds...

(End of this chapter)