After being read, all wealthy families are addicted to being slaves to their daughters.

Chapter 262: I want to reverse the situation for you, but I am left with scars

Mrs. Sang: "..."

Although she didn't know what was going on, the old man in front of her acted as if he didn't know her at all.

It seemed like this was the first time we met.

It’s weird.

Who is the little old man who is familiar with this?

Mrs. Sang tried her best to suppress her confusion.

Big head, full of doubts.

He looked calm on the surface.

thought long time.

In the end, Mrs. Sang couldn't help but be puzzled and told what had happened.

"Didn't you build a xxx temple before? 10 years ago, you gave me a red thread to lead Shen Nianci. Although I learned the truth later, you also told me that my daughter was born into the world as a noble daughter, and she is extremely valuable. You still insist on accepting her as your adopted daughter, have you, a little old man, forgotten all about it?"

Hear.

The old man frowned and locked his gray eyebrows.

After a while.

He put away his mysterious expression, laughed playfully, and approached her, whispering next to her:

"Don't tell me, you just pretended, I almost believed it, especially with your expression..."

Mrs. Sang: "..."

Mrs. Sang: "??"

Mrs. Sang's appearance has become more bright and dazzling, and she has more mature charm than before.

The personality is more unique and the mood is stable.

Hearing this, I was still shocked.

I climbed into the treetops feeling speechless.

It seemed that there was no escape from a circle of crows squawking above my head. It was really speechless to open the door for Wuyu and arrived home speechless.

She thought the old man just remembered something.

But can you really remember nothing?
When Mrs. Sang "helped" him to remember, the old man finally showed a look of enlightenment.

then.

In Mrs. Sang's expectant eyes, he said this sentence that he couldn't remember at all.

Mrs. Sang was struck by thunder.

Looking up at the starry sky, Mrs. Sang couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth and sneer twice.

Really nothing.

Just as she was leaving with disappointment in her eyes, she was suddenly stopped.

"Fellow Taoist, don't leave in a hurry. I see your hall is turning black, and I think you're going to encounter a bloody disaster!"

?

Mrs. Sang gave him a look that looked like a fool.

The old man was very serious.

Probably when she is happiest, she will inadvertently lose her most cherished items, and eventually it will be her turn.

This process was going to be painful, and she had to be mentally prepared.

"and then?"

Mrs. Sang cupped her chin in boredom.

Obviously don't believe it.

The old man became more and more anxious as he spoke, but the person in front of him was just like he was just now, with no disturbance on the surface.

until……

"You came here to make some calculations, right?"

One word breaks it.

Mrs. Sang was stunned.

Finally a trace of seriousness arose.

The old man was so solemn and solemn that he was stroking his beard. His right hand was making predictions and his eyes were closed.

The atmosphere suddenly solidified.

Mrs. Sang looked around and found that the street lights at the steps up the mountain were flickering on and off, and there were no traces of tourists.

Very strange.

The moonlight was very bright, covering the silver ground.

It was quiet.

The wind blows gently from time to time.

"It's just a chess game, fate is already ready to change, alas." The old man sighed.

"My child, you have bad luck and bad luck. Everything is destiny. You can't avoid the calamity of fate, but you can't avoid it."

"Destiny is intertwined, chance coincides, but I am prepared, I want to save you from danger, I am scarred, it is a pity to die, and it is a mistake to live." "Although everything is calculated and precious, I still can't resist the vastness, the vastness like "Hai, how can you open up the world and not be expelled from Xinghui in the end?"

"Forget it, this life is very different. Being worshiped by the people can be regarded as a blessing and a misfortune."

"It's still possible that fate will come together and fate will break up."

After the old man murmured to himself, he relaxed his eyebrows and smiled happily.

Mrs. Sang heard something but didn't understand the meaning.

I couldn't help but ask:
"Old man, I want to know..."

"I know what you want to know. I can only tell you that you and her have been bound by fate for a long time, and we have been together forever."

The old man interrupted her and continued:
"Life or death is no longer up to you."

"To put it simply, the happiness in front of you is all illusion. She broke into your world for no reason, trying to change and reverse the situation, so that you can get the ending and happiness you shouldn't have. When the gears of fate start to turn, the fate of you and her will be changed. Tie tight."

"Since the variables that shouldn't have been changed, punishment will naturally befall her. Even Li Kunrong, that is to say, neither you nor she can escape."

"You have also felt palpitations and panic recently, and you are afraid of losing her, but the fact is that she will not die soon."

"And you have to be aware. If you let her die, the trajectory of her destiny will change again, and happiness will last forever. There is actually a way to solve the problem of darkening the hall."

The old man said with relish.

But Mrs. Sang had a completely different reaction.

Suddenly he was stunned, his eyes widened, his pupils trembled slightly, he let out a slight cry, and his brain exploded on the spot.

what?
Does this mean that my daughter will disappear from this world soon?

All happiness is empty.

Whether it's true or false, Mrs. Sang doesn't want to care.

I don’t want to abandon my little cotton-padded jacket and gain something on my own.

Can……

Why is it the little cotton-padded jacket that enters her world?

Why her?
The worldview collapsed.

Mrs. Sang felt that her left eye was sore, and tears fell down her eyelashes, each one round and full.

I thought my eyes were wet due to the wind, so I was like a pearl with its string broken, unable to hold its string.

When the old man saw this, he panicked for a moment.

"Oh, why are you crying? Everyone is destined to die. He must die sooner or later. Why not earlier?"

"Seeing that you are not very old, it is indeed a pity, but many people have died at your age."

Mrs. Sang was frightened.

Not because of myself, but because of my daughter.

Her eyes were sore, and she couldn't stop the tears from falling even if she tried to hold them back.

The heart is more like an empty block.

Finally he choked and said:
"Please...save her..."

?

The old man was stunned.

Then, he shook his head regretfully.

"Can't be saved, can't be saved..."

"It would be against the law of heaven to save her."

I walked up the steps while drinking water and talking to myself. That was the way to the mountains.

He was afraid that it would be inappropriate to leave, so he looked back at her before leaving and reminded her: "The secret must not be leaked."

"I can't save it for you, just cherish it yourself, and the outcome is up to you."

Mrs. Sang was silent.

Painful to the point of being speechless and silent.

The cold sweat overflowing from the palms soaked the photo.

Little cards.

It was the soft and waxy milk bun with a smile.

Gradually, Mrs. Sang could no longer see her smiling face clearly.

He couldn't see the old man clearly either.

He fell to the ground, very sad.

I always felt uneasy, and now it was confirmed.

I don’t know how long I sat on the cold steps.

While going home.

Looking back suddenly, I unexpectedly saw the Yuelao Temple.

The red lines all over the trees were erratic in the breeze.

In a daze, she saw her old self again.

Extremely simple.