Xinghe has regretted it more than once. If she hadn't thrown a tantrum that night, would she have noticed that something was wrong with her master?
Would that give us a chance to save him?
There is no answer to this question.
Xinghe felt uneasy after Master Suiyuan had been gone for a few days.
She was very skilled in divination, but her entanglement with Master Suiyuan was too deep for her to calculate anything related to him.
He doesn't answer the phone or reply to messages.
This has happened before; sometimes, when Master Suiyuan goes to places where there is no signal.
But this time, Xinghe had a bad feeling.
Master Suiyuan had left countless times, but she had never felt this uneasy.
Unable to control herself, she vaguely sensed a direction and then locked the door of the Taoist temple.
"It's a galaxy, right?"
As soon as Xinghe closed the door, two young men in police uniforms stood at the entrance.
"I am."
The young man in police uniform looked somewhat reluctant. "Master Suiyuan from the Taoist temple is gone. His body is at the police station. You are his only relative. Please come with us."
Xinghe's mind went blank for a moment.
It's like an aging machine, unable to process any information.
She simply didn't believe it.
How is that possible?
The old man is not even sixty years old, and he is so healthy.
His face clearly indicates a long and happy life, destined to live to a ripe old age.
He helped so many people and accumulated so much merit. He was a person of great merit. How could he possibly be struck by lightning?
Xinghe was utterly bewildered and simply couldn't believe it.
On the way to the police station, Xinghe kept a cold face and didn't say a word.
Seeing this, the police didn't say anything more.
When the white cloth was lifted, Xinghe saw the ugly corpse.
After being struck by lightning, the corpse curled up into a ball, shriveled and ugly.
Its eyes are tightly closed, never to open again.
And I will never again call out to the stars.
Xinghe stared at the corpse for a long time.
They signed in silence and took the body back.
She spent all her last savings to hold a funeral for the old man.
Most of the villagers in the surrounding area had received kindness from the old man and came to help him spontaneously.
The body lay in state for three days before being buried.
Xinghe stayed up for three nights straight, without shedding a single tear.
She knelt upright before the coffin, silently burning paper money one sheet after another, and folding countless gold ingots for him.
Countless people came to comfort her and tell her to take it easy.
Even someone who had a conflict with her when they were young and called her a little bastard who didn't have parents would look at her with a slightly awkward yet sympathetic gaze.
After Master Suiyuan was buried, the Taoist temple became eerily empty.
Xinghe sat in the middle of the courtyard on the swing that Master Suiyuan had built for her.
The stars in the sky are scattered here and there.
The golden couple have been offering countless words of comfort these past two days.
Now, they can only quietly keep Xinghe company, pressing their cheeks together, one on each side, trying to bring Xinghe some warmth.
A long time has passed.
Xinghe finally spoke, uttering his first words in the past few days.
"I have no home anymore."
A slow-burning grief erupted like an explosive burst.
"The medicine with added sugar, are you satisfied now? Little darling, drink it quickly, I'm almost as hard as a hawk."
"The stars should shine as brightly and eternally as the stars in the sky."
"These little bastards dare to bully our little darling, I'll fight them to the death."
"I am the master, what I say goes."
"Ahem, not bad progress, but you're still just a little bit behind your master."
"Don't be afraid, Master is here."
"Master will always be with Xingxing."
"Master was wrong. I promise this is the last time. Little Star, please forgive Master just this once, okay?"
...
Memories come back again and again.
Xinghe embraced the golden boy and jade girl tightly, and the moonlight slanted down on her.
Cold and lonely.
Xinghe saw the letter and gift the old man had left for her.
"Star, I'm sorry, Master broke his promise and couldn't accompany you to the end."
I knew this was going to happen. Cry if you want, but promise me this is the last time.
My little star, I want it to be like a sky full of stars.
I am already very content to have found a disciple like you in my life. The only regret is that I couldn't be there to celebrate your eighteenth birthday.
I heard that there are also slots for dream visits in the underworld. Master, try your best to be with you on your eighteenth birthday.
I have transferred everything in Fuyun Temple to your name. You are the 123rd generation and sole successor of the Zhengyi Sect, and you must shoulder the mission of spreading the Zhengyi Sect.”
Master Suiyuan wrote a lot of things intermittently.
I write whatever comes to mind, and sometimes it's not coherent at all.
Several pages of paper couldn't express all his concerns.
The paper was finally finished.
Master Suiyuan said, "Fuyun Temple will always be your home. No matter where you are, I will always protect you, Little Star. Your life has just begun. I am waiting for you to become the most dazzling star in the galaxy."
Xinghe clutched the letter, pushed open the door, and ran out.
Master Suiyuan's tomb is not far from Fuyun Temple.
In the dead of night, surrounded by darkness, Xinghe ran towards the cemetery at the fastest speed he had ever run.
The cemetery was dark and quiet.
No one will ever smile again and call her Star.
Xinghe stood two meters away from the cemetery and looked at it for a long time.
Only then did I slowly step forward and look at the photo of Master Suiyuan on the tombstone.
near.
She huddled up, clutching the tombstone of Master Suiyuan.
Just like when I was a child, I snuggled into his arms.
"fraud."
"A big liar who never tells a word of truth."
The sound of the Milky Way was low, easily dispersed by a gust of wind.
She lay in the cemetery and slept all night.
The Taoist priest in the underworld was extremely anxious.
Xinghe woke up early the next morning.
She was surrounded by a nest of leaves and branches on and beneath her body.
The golden boy and jade girl looked at Xinghe with concern.
Xinghe patted their heads, and in front of Master Suiyuan's grave, he burned the letter he had written without expression.
Her voice was a little cold, "Liar, I won't believe a single word you say. I'll come to you myself and ask you the truth."
Xinghe knew that he was very talented, much more so than Daoist Suiyuan.
Compared to ordinary people, Master Suiyuan is a genius among geniuses, but he is often astonished by the progress of Xinghe.
Even Xinghe couldn't predict that Daoist Suiyuan would face a major calamity, and Xinghe didn't believe he could.
Although this statement may seem somewhat blasphemous, it is the truth.
Moreover, he had started acting a little strangely even before this happened.
I suffered a serious injury some time ago, which seemed to be a backlash from a forced divination.
People who rarely visit the library during the year actually lived there during that period.
Xinghe opened the Ghost Path, fought his way to the Underworld, and beat up the underworld officials.
After catching the old man, he slipped away again.
Xinghe angered the people of the underworld and was blacklisted, forbidding her from freely entering or leaving the underworld.
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