Qing Huan held the map given to her by her master and took several wrong turns along the intricate streets. After a lot of twists and turns, she finally arrived at a point heavily marked on the map, a clear blue lake deep in the mountains and old forests. Before leaving, the master stroked his white beard, which was long enough to mop the floor, and said to her sincerely: "Qing Huan, after all, you have to consider the word "fate" to ascend to immortality. This time you go, be extremely careful." The old and sunken eyes still had the sparkle of a young man, which made Qing Huan have the illusion that "the so-called word "fate" is just one sky thunder or two sky thunders."
She was picked up by Master at this lake. The master said that when they first met her, her body was covered with marks of whipping. She had been unconscious for a long time and was already dying. The bright glow of the rising sun made her face pale as paper and her lips were chapped. The master, who had always believed that the word "fate" was extremely mysterious, took her back to the mountain.
Qing Huan couldn't quite remember what happened in the past. The last scene in her mind was the blue lake in the mountains, the sound of wind blowing through the lush leaves by the lake, and the sparkling sunlight on the lake. The beautiful scenery before her eyes lingered in her sleep, but she didn't feel it was pleasing to the eye. Only the lake water covered her body, drowning her breath-like depressing feeling.
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