It was morning when Seventh Master called.
I worried all day, then called him again before leaving work, having changed my mind at the last minute.
I decided to go to Lin City with him.
The Patriarch had already hinted that my coming ordeal would stem from the trip to Lin City. This journey would be extremely perilous.
I was afraid, but I couldn't abandon a friend.
I might not have much ability, but I still had to accompany Seventh Master on this trip.
Whenever we had been in danger before, Seventh Master had always come to save us. Now that he was in danger, however little ability I had, even if I couldn't help much, at least I could look out for him.
After work, I drove Song Xiaotian's car to Seventh Master's home first.
Seventh Master was waiting for me. When I arrived, he was packing.
Once he finished packing, he asked why I had suddenly changed my mind.
I told him about the Patriarch performing the Rite of Transmission in my dream, then told him about the ominous hexagram.
After hearing me out, he also found it rather incredible. "A Rite of Transmission in a dream... that's quite rare. I've heard people mention it before, but I thought they were making it up."
"Could your Patriarch really have become an immortal..."
"Do you think there's any chance my Patriarch became a wandering ghost instead..."
Seventh Master rubbed his chin and looked at me. "I'd advise you to show your Patriarch some respect, or he'll spank you. Why do you think I still don't dare speak ill of my master?"
I hurriedly apologized to the air around me.
"Patriarch, I was wrong. Please don't hold it against me."
Seventh Master fell silent again, seemingly worried about the ominous