Three Treasures Falling from Heaven

Chapter 757 I Have Alzheimer's 4
Rongrong pondered for a long time before saying: "Because... to save my beloved."

"...Isn't your beloved my sister? Have you ever loved someone else?"

Gu Lianlian asked subconsciously, but Rong Rong is not eighteen or nineteen years old as she looks, and has lived for such a long time, it is not unreasonable to have a romantic life in the past.

"It's your sister!" Rong Rong eagerly explained, "Your sister's previous life."

Gu Lianlian: "..."

Rongrong raised his hands and explained: "My young master has only your sister in his heart from the beginning to the end, and he has never loved anyone else. That was your sister's previous life. Said behind my back that I was on two boats!"

What past lives?Well, let's just believe it, since she got to know Mo Shaozhen and Rongrong, she can accept anything now.

"Okay, I trust you, I won't tell my sister, you said..."

But Rongrong snorted: "Stop talking, who knows if your mouth is firm or not? Anyway, I'm here today to tell you, don't worry, you saved my life. I will find a way to help you lift the curse on your body, and I won’t let you go on like this forever.”

Gu Lianlian nodded in doubt, and wanted to see him off, but Rongrong waved her hand and left Z-Love swaggeringly.

……

Late at night, Xi'an Big Wild Goose Pagoda, Da Ci'en Temple.

The scent of incense was spreading from the tip of his nose. Rongrong was sitting in a Zen room, opposite to the abbot of Da Ci'en Temple. On the wooden table between the two of them, there were two cups of tea. The abbot of Da Ci'en Temple was wearing a long gown , making tea slowly.

Rongrong watched him making tea, but was very impatient: "I said, can you do it? I don't have time to drink your tea, you just need to tell me how I can help my sister-in-law get rid of the curse. It's not that you don't want to say it on the phone, and I don't need to make this trip."

The abbot of the Great Mercy Temple, a young man in a long gown, was still making tea in a leisurely manner.

He looked at Rongrong's face: "Your illness is almost cured?"

Rongrong flicked her handsome bangs: "That's right, my young master has great blessings. First, my brother escorted me, and then my sister-in-law brought me hope. I will soon usher in the pinnacle of my life. I will never be tormented by the disease again.”

The host of the Da Ci'en Temple smiled, but said nothing.

Rongrong pressed the phone heavily on the table: "Stop soaking it up, you must have a solution, right? Back then...you told me to go to my brother's grave, maybe, we could usher in a turning point, but I was lingering. When I went to my brother’s tomb, he was really revived! Now, how can you give me some pointers? Just give me one suggestion.”

The abbot of the Da Ci'en Temple remained silent until he played with a whole set of tea sets and brewed two cups of tea: "Benefactor, please drink tea."

Rong Rong really wanted to say, Master Shi, drink your sister's tea, is he here to drink tea?
The abbot of the Da Ci'en Temple still pushed the small ceramic cup in front of him, and then said inscrutablely: "There is only one way."

Rongrong's spirit was shaken, and he stood up: "Quickly say it!"

The abbot of Daci'en Temple looked at Rongrong: "It depends on whether you are willing to pay the price for this."

Rongrong said: "As long as I can help my sister-in-law lift the curse, I am willing to pay any price! Just say it!"

The abbot of the Great Mercy Temple looked at Rong Rong: "Hundreds of years have passed, and you are still acting like this. The way is... let your sister-in-law kill you herself."

(End of this chapter)