Those sounds include chanting scriptures, a sound of a cow's horn, and some of them are special instruments.

"This is where our living Buddhas are, our holiest place, donor," said the master.

"I know, I will be cautious, thank you for the reminder," said Jian Yumei.

"Okay, you're very smart. Come and follow me," said the master.

When the master brought Jian Yumei to the place he saw in Jian Yumei's dream, Jian Yumei was a little surprised.

Because everything is exactly the same as the scene in the dream.

There are scrolls everywhere here, with a Buddha statue in the middle, and the master's cushion is in front of the Buddha statue.

The master pointed to a seat cushion opposite his own seat cushion and said to Jian Yumei.

"Please sit down by the donor," said the master.

"You're welcome, Master,' Jian Yumei sat cross-legged on the cushion opposite Master.

In the middle is a small table, the height is just right.

Seeing Jian Yumei sitting down, the master took a silver pot on the table and poured Jian Yumei a small silver bowl of butter tea.

He also poured himself a bowl, raised the tea and said to Jian Yumei, "Please,"

Jian Yumei raised her tea, held it up with her hands, and said respectfully to the master, "Master, please,"

After drinking the tea, Jian Yumei put down the tea bowl and he quietly waited for the master to speak.

Jian Yumei knew that in such a thing, both sides must know what the other party meant.

The master must know the purpose of Jian Yumei. If the master wants to say something, he will definitely explain it to himself.

Jian Yumei heard the master speak.

"My name is Shaman. I know your name is Jian Yumei. I think we are very destined to be together," said the shaman master.

"Yes, the first time I saw you was in a dream. I was thinking at that time that this master and I were very destined to be together, so I thought I would definitely come to visit you," said Jian Yumei.

After hearing Jian Yumei's words, the master smiled.

His face was a little vicissitudes. Jian Yumei saw a burly figure under the red monk's robe, but she looked a little old as she grew older.

But the shaman's eyes were still so wise. His eyes were still extremely wise when looking at Jian Yumei, as if he could see through anything.

"Actually, I am a Mongolian," the master said slowly.

Jian Yumei was a little shocked, but he didn't show it on his face.

"I was originally a Mongol, and I was Mulun's biological brother," said the shaman master, shocked Jian Yumei again.

Mulun's brother, Mongolian nobleman.

Jian Yumei was thinking there.

"We are one of the long-standing families in the Mongolian grasslands. Our ancestors once made great contributions to Genghis Khan. Genghis Khan gave us a gold medal, allowing our family to always retain our territory. No matter how the turmoil changes on the grasslands, whether the Great Yuan Dynasty exists or not, We can all maintain our territory until a few years ago, and a few years ago, you Han people were in a revolution, and all provinces were independent. Our Mongolian grasslands also declared independence, but our independence became an indescribable farce or tragedy. The thing, our independence is actually controlled by foreign countries, and our independence is a farce of foreign division of China," said the shaman master sighing.

Jian Yumei also sighed. He knew that such a tragedy was inevitable. The prosperity of a country and the vast territory were needed to achieve it.

Mr. Sun is a revolutionary and a courageous person, but he is not a hero after all.

Jian Yumei had known this for a long time, so he only sighed at the Mongolian matter.

"Our territory is tragically divided outside the territories of the princes and nobles who want to be completely independent of China. You may also know this. We want to return to China, but we cannot do it, but we are regarded as princes and princes instead. The nobles were jealous and wanted to remove the thorns in our side, and they started to act. I had become a monk at that time. Mulun was assassinated several times. I had to go back and take him away. I used my kung fu to take him away. He said he liked Beijing, so I took him to Beijing, and then I returned to Lhasa, but I didn't expect that Muren still encountered such a thing," said the master.

"Master Shaman, don't be sad, everything has its will," Jian Yumei comforted him.

"I know Mullen died because of a book. It was a secret book passed down from our family. It records a lot of things. I read it when I was a child. I couldn't understand it at that time. I can understand it now. I recently went to Beijing and I read that book again. I didn’t take that book away. I still hope that the book can be left in Beijing. Actually, I know that the book is left for those who are destined to be. But I didn't expect that it would be like that. It seems that no matter how good your skills are, they can't stand the arrangement of fate," said the shaman master sighing.

"Master, don't be sad. You can count on anything in a daze," said Jian Yumei.

"Yes, you are the one who is destined to be. I know now, so that night, I looked at you and hoped to help you solve your doubts," said the Shaman.

Jian Yumei felt panic and joy in her heart. He knew that it was the master who really came to enlighten him that night. Fortunately, he was not stupid, so he rushed over soon.

"Master, thank you, Master Mulun's death is actually very sad. I think he is a very patriotic person and a noble person. I think since fate cannot be changed, I cannot let him die in vain. I hope he can I don’t know if the master can help me find that treasure and achieve the great cause of stability in troubled times,” Jian Yumei said.

Chapter Shaman Master

"Young people are very ambitious. I support you. I am young. I remember that I also bent my bow on the grassland to shoot eagles. At that time, I felt like a hero, but I didn't expect my lover to leave me. She died of illness and I never had any passion. A master happened to see me. He was the master of the Potala Palace. When I was just born, he came to my house. He said I was suitable to be a master. He said that he would come back to save me in the future. After my beloved concubine died, my master would come back. He enlightened me and I began to practice. Now that the master has traveled everywhere, I took over his position in the palace and kept a watch here. the book,” said the Shaman.

Jian Yumei looked at the shaman master and saw his expression. Jian Yumei knew that the master was also a master of cultivation. Although he was very modest, he could tell that he should be a very basic person.

It is definitely not easy to be born into a prince and then send everything to enter the monk.

"The master is humble. I think the master must be very knowledgeable and has a deep skill, otherwise he would not come here to master the books," said Jian Yumei.

"Haha, I don't have much kung fu, I'm practicing it blindly," said the master.

Jian Yumei smiled, he knew that the master must have a good skill.

"Do you understand that book," said the master.
Chapter completed!