Looking at Nangong Jin who was getting thinner, Lin Xiao felt ache in his heart. He wanted to walk over and keep warm, but was rejected coldly.

"Wife, go back. You're in this broken place all day long, deserted. Besides, don't you care about the company anymore?

Nanlong Group finally improved, you——” “The company has Ye Rou and many veterans to support it. I don’t need to worry for the time being. But you, don’t cause trouble.”

"I'm making trouble?"

Lin Xiao rolled his eyes and knew that if he continued to talk, he might be quarreling again. So he glared at Huiguang and said gloomyly: "Don't you feel wronged when you break up other people's marriage?"

Yes, you are obsessed with old love, but you can't see others in pairs, right?"

This sentence was cruel enough to hit Huiguang's heart and made his body tremble.

"Enough!"

Nangong Jin glared and said, "This is Master Huiguang's place for practicing cultivation. What are you talking nonsense?"

"snort!"

Lin Xiao turned his head and left calmly.

Nangong Jin endured his sad mood, sighed heavily, and said to Huiguang embarrassedly: "Master, you have been wronged."

Huiguang slowly opened his eyes and smiled and said, "Don't be confused by the donor of Nangong. How is that ancient book being studied?"

"Many of the things that are said in the book are obscure and difficult to understand, and I don't quite understand."

Nangong Jin sat opposite Huiguang, with beautiful curved eyebrows tightly squeezing together.

"oh?

You might as well say it out and let the old man understand one or two."

Huiguang said with a smile.

Nangong Jin took out the book, turned to the marked page, and said quietly: "The book says that curse is an illusory but real thing. It has something to do with luck, inheritance, etc. If you want to resolve it, you can only trace the origin and seek the source."

Huiguang nodded silently: "Indeed, the curse seems absurd, but in fact it does have its own reason."

"The blessing of the gods means to tell the gods to add disasters and blame. To tell the gods to say that they are called blessings, and to ask Gods to add disasters and to ask Gods to add disasters and to be called curse."

"Originally, it refers to praying for ghosts and gods to bring disaster to the person they hate, and then refers to cursing: otherwise, there will be curses."

“Since it’s just a curse, how can there be substantial harm?

I don't understand very much!"

Nangong Jin sighed, "But what happened to me is vivid in my mind, and what happened to my mother is even more like before my eyes. I dare not take risks anymore. I would rather believe it because it has it than not."

Huiguang listened quietly to Nangong Jin's confession and said lightly: "There is indeed something that is unpredictable on Mr. Lin Xiao. His life experience and actions all seem to be the effect of a curse, but in my opinion, there may be other reasons."

"Um?

What did the master discover?”

Nangong Jin's expression was shocked.

"You said he couldn't get past the thirty-year-old hurdle, right?"

"That's how the woman told me, and she had some evidence in her hand that convinced me."

Nangong Jin recalled Wuchang's words and the records and photos she brought.

The successor of the King's Palace No one has lived beyond thirty years of history. Lin Xiao is the only successor of the King's Palace today, and he is twenty-eight years old this year.

"Let's not talk about whether this matter is true or not. Even if what she said is true, is it related to the curse?"

Huiguang's words made Nangong Jin slightly stunned. She was a smart woman. At this moment, a question suddenly came to mind.

The curse itself is a very absurd thing. If you impose such an illusory thing on a person, it is so mysterious that it may not be a real existence.

“Master means!?”

"Haha, I think it may be related to the genetic bloodline of the donor Lin family itself, maybe it is a genetic disease, or -" "Or," Nangong Jin's heart beat faster, "What happened to Lin Xiao's ancestors' enemies?

For example, poisoning?”

When talking about poison, Nangong Jin's heart skipped a beat because although her mother died of a bad life, she was indeed poisoned during her lifetime. According to Wang Yun, some of her direct descendants of the Wang family in her generation were also poisoned.

"Just saying that there is this possibility, I know that there are several poisons that can be passed down from generation to generation like maggots with bones, and can even be inherited to future generations and are extremely deserving.

I think Donor Nangong should not be too obsessed with the curse, let Donor Lin study the affairs of his family ancestors, and maybe he might find out."

Master Huiguang's words revealed the secret of heaven, which made Nangong Jin enlightened.

"But - Lin Xiao is a skilled doctor himself. If there is any problem with his physique, it is impossible for him to not know about it."

Nangong Jin felt a split headache, and these things have made her feel anxious recently.

"The reason why it can be inherited from generation to generation is definitely not that simple, and it is understandable that the donor Lin cannot find it."

Huiguang called the Buddha's name meaningfully, "If the donor of Nangong is still not at ease enough, he will stay here for a few more days. It will not be too late to fully understand this ancient book."

"Um!"

Nangong Jin held the ancient book again, slowly opened the unread page, and said quietly, "The knowledge and information recorded in this book are very rich, and you can read many secret things from ancient times. Wangqian Palace and Qiankun Courtyard - it is really an incredible force."

"I have been worshipping Buddha in China for ten years and know the terror there. Everyone calls me the living Buddha in the island country. In fact, I am far from the real master of China."

Huiguang sighed, and a look of melancholy flashed in his wise eyes.

"The master is too modest. Your Buddhist practice is already very profound. You can learn a lot from you. The little girl has been lingering here for several days and has gained some insights."

Nangong Jin quickly put down the ancient book, put his hands together respectfully, and bowed devoutly.

"Amitabha! Good! Good!"

Huiguang smiled slightly and received the gift with a calm expression.

"Then--" Nangong Jin bit his lip lightly and smiled bitterly, "Please hold on for a few more days, and then tell Lin Xiaozhi when I figure out the reason."

"I think donor Lin has deep roots in love with you. Sometimes there is no need to care so much about the cause and death. Even if he can only live to the age of thirty, in these two years, you will still spend the happiest period of your life. Why bother with it?"

Nangong Jin bit his red lips tightly and said helplessly: "If the curse really exists, I don't want to implicate him. I just want him to live a long life and be myself happily."

"Then do you think donor Lin would be happy without you?"

"I, I don't know!"

Nangong Jin closed his eyes in pain and said quietly, "The book says that there are ways to resolve disasters and sufferings. The way of heaven will always be balanced. If I can exchange my life for his life, I will definitely make a choice without hesitation."

A shiny thing flashed in Huiguang's eyes, and he whispered the Buddha's name in a little moved, and slowly closed his eyes.

Nangong Jin stopped disturbing the master and got up and walked back to the inner hall.

After a moment, Master Huiguang slowly opened his eyes and sighed almost imperceptibly: "The front palace of the King of China has never ended well since ancient times. Who can really give up his life for his lover?
Chapter completed!