The Apocalypse Path of Rebirth

Lin Keqing's heart was lifted high, knowing that this girl might be her mother.

His eyes were filled with indulgence and helplessness, "he said," Raising her to adulthood is the most troublesome thing for me, the old monk, in my life

Lin Keqing was so excited that he tightly clenched his fist, sweating profusely on his jade like forehead, but couldn't find a reason to ask.

Lin Shaotang saw what she was thinking and asked, 'Where is she now?'

The old monk pointed to the direction of the Jiangnan base and said, "It's right there. You used to say that the Lin family was cursed, but I still don't believe it. After being with her for decades, the old monk, I'm really fed up with this thieving god." He slapped, shook, pouted, and said, "At least five hundred years

Lin Shaotang chuckled and said, "When I come back, I will refine a furnace of good medicine for you to replenish your longevity

The old monk's eyes lit up with joy, but his face darkened as he said, "Go ahead, my child I raised, I want you to repay me"

Lin Shaotang had no idea about his temperament, regardless of his affectation, and asked, 'Does she have a daughter?'

The old monk's eyes showed a mysterious color, with a mysterious expression on his face, and he said, "The Buddha said, 'It's hard to say. You know more about the Lin family than I do, and if you say anything, it will be heard by the thief's ears. Consider her dead.'

When it comes to the death of the daughter of the girl he raised, there is no sense of sadness in his eyes. The parrot is also persistent in finding Xiao Xing, obviously knowing that Xiao Wanrou is not dead.

He covered his mouth with a fan and asked Lin Keqing in a low voice, "How did you grow up

Lin Keqing:

Before she could answer, the old monk asked again, "Are we also facing three disasters and eight difficulties

Lin Keqing nodded.

When she was a child, she had a nickname called 'The Fading Star'.

She has excellent grades, but she misses all important exams due to various circumstances. She only has the empty title of a top student, but has never even received a certificate.

She has been involved in car accidents no less than dozens of times a year, and the number of times she was almost killed by high-altitude objects is incalculable. The people around her often inexplicably become cannon fodder to block disasters, to the point where they wish they could take a detour when they see her.

From childhood to adulthood, only Yang Xi has been safe and sound by her side.

Dong Qinqin was once jealous of Lin Keqing and spent a lot of money to hire a fortune teller, saying that she was the lone star of the Heavenly Demon. As a result, the expert was involved in a car accident on the same day and had his leg broken, which scared him crazy. This event, as a classic supernatural event, has always been talked about.

Our softness is the same, "he casually said, like a heat wave in winter, instantly engulfing Lin Keqing.

My home is soft and gentle

These four simple, unadorned words immediately dispelled all the gloom in Lin Keqing's heart like sunshine, making her body warm and cozy.

At this moment, she felt her mother's strong motherly love for her from the old monk.

There must be some unavoidable difficulties, so I will arrange my most important person to be by my child's side and protect myself.

She suddenly wanted to get to know the old monk, but her rationality still existed in her heart. Rebirth, disguise, and the shedding of cicadas were all too unbelievable.

Lin Shaotang also felt ashamed of involving his old friend in the Lin family's affairs, and had no intention of informing him that Lin Keqing was Xiao Wanrou.

He raised his hand and took off the Buddhist gourd from Lin Keqing's neck. He handed it to the old monk with both hands and said sincerely, "I was ashamed of the joke I made back then that I had used my old friend's treasure for many years. Now that it has returned to its original owner, I hope you don't mind

The old monk blush. In those days, he gambled on his own magic weapon and compared it with Lin Shaotang. He lost a little. Now the treasure has been recovered, and he is happy. He can't remember what happened, and he repeatedly said, "Be polite.".

Lin Shaotang bowed deeply to him and said solemnly, "The enemies of the Lin family are too powerful. I cannot bear to drag you into the current. Now our affairs are temporarily suspended. From now on, it will depend on Xiaoqing's own fate

When the old monk heard the words, he looked at Lin Keqing with meaningful eyes. After a long time, he smiled and said, "If my family were gentle, you would be a good sisters."

For some reason, Lin Keqing suddenly felt a bitter taste in him, knowing that he might have already doubted himself.

I thought I didn't trust him.

She has an impulse to say everything.

But then I realized that there must be a long story about my mother, and before meeting her, Xiao Wanrou's situation could only be kept deep in my heart.

The most important thing now is to find the way out of Xiaoqingshan.

The four fields here are silent, without even a trace of wind. The trajectory of white clouds is fixed, and only the bubbles formed by ghostly shadows float in the dim space like planets in the universe, as if following some wonderful melody.

Before Lin Keqing could find the loophole, the old monk had already thrown the Buddhist treasure gourd high into the air.

The Buddha treasure gourd is incomparable to Lin Keqing's hands, shedding its simple and grey appearance and becoming magnificent and dazzling, transparent like colored crystals, truly radiating the brilliance of a treasure.

The light shone brilliantly, comparable to the sun, like a golden flame that ignited the heavens and the earth, turning the entire space into an orange red sea of fire. Bubbles burst with a "bang bang" sound, and the black shadows had no chance to escape before disappearing into thin air.

The golden light was too dazzling, and Lin Keqing had to close her eyes until a slight "click", the illusion array was like torn paper, gradually disappearing into nothingness. Only then did she reopen and see an ancient city with ancient architectural complexes and a winding Great Wall like a dragon.

The air is murky and the cold wind is like a knife.

Compared to the previous illusion, there hasn't been much change, as if it's just moving from a remote no man's land to a bustling city. The black shadow swims in the air like a tadpole, sensing the cultivation aura of Lin Keqing and the three of them, like floating water, swaying and leaving.

The color scheme of the whole world is very dim, with only a tall vermilion gate standing abruptly in front of me.

The patterns on the door are mottled and quaint, and a group of ancient residents are holding a prayer ceremony. The scene is grand, with beautiful and exquisite lines. In addition to the characters, there are faintly some pictographic characters, which are shocking to see that these characters were forcefully pressed on with fingers.

The old monk was shocked when he saw the pattern on the vermilion gate and quickly rushed over to study it.

Lin Shaotang looked at the lifelike and fierce beast painting on the pillar in front of the door, with a hint of solemnity in his eyes. He was unparalleled in style, with a deep aura, and when he focused his gaze, he looked like a timeless handsome man painting.