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A middle-aged Tantric monk, wearing a big red cassock, with a haggard face, slowly came. He clasped his hands to the dying old monk, chanting, Amitabha, and showing compassion.

The little novice monk came over with a steaming basket of steaming buns, and was so anxious that he almost fell.

As soon as he handed the bag over, the old beggar just glanced at it, tilted his head and left the world.

Next to him, the little girl frowned.

The little novice monk put the steaming buns in the little girl's hand, stood up, and folded his hands together.

Two monks, one big and one small, recite scriptures silently and recite scriptures to the deceased to save the dead.

Xu Qianqiu silently took all this into his eyes and felt a little emotional.

Two monks, one big and one small, don’t know where they come from and where they are going.

Reaching your hand is Zen.

A bow of your head is also a Zen.

Put your hands together, it’s still Zen.

These two monks are not simple!

Xu Fengnian got out of the car and walked towards that place.

Just then, officers and soldiers rushed over and saw the second young master and took the old man away and buried him.

Xu Qianqiu has never seen two monks, one big and one small.

But he knew that little girl.

Xu Fengnian is even more familiar with him.

Back then, when Xu Fengnian and Lao Huang passed by Langya Mountain, they were in a state of decline and had not eaten for three days and three nights.

I happened to meet this little girl who ran away from home. She had a few taels of silver on her body and generously invited the two of them to have a big meal of big fish and meat.

The little girl calls herself Miss Li.

Xu Fengnian was sweet-mouthed. At that time, she called out "Mr. Li" and then changed her to a big fish and a big flesh.

The two people who had not eaten for three days and three nights were reluctant to vomit fish bones!

Lao Huang was so full.

Xu Fengnian got closer and subconsciously held the handle of the embroidered winter knife in his arms.

That monk is not simple!

When I got closer, I heard Miss Li quarrel with Xiaoxiami.

"You stupid monk, stupid Nanbei. I have said it many times. You can't remember it. Be careful, I will beat you up!

Remember, you can call me something or something, but it’s best for Female Li to stop calling me all day long, it’s so ugly!”

thing……

In the carriage, Xu Qianqiu suddenly remembered a picture.

A painting of a little monk's graffiti, a word is the best.

interesting!

After glanced at the little girl with two braids facing the sky, Xu Qianqiu closed the curtain of the car and whispered:

"Go home!"

Passing by Zhongyuan Street, I saw the beef shop in the sauce from afar. A little girl was sitting next to the threshold, holding a bamboo branch in her hand.

Seeing that he had grown a lot taller, his face was still tender.

The little girl watched His Royal Highness's carriage slowly passing by, her eyes stayed and never looked away.

Xu Qianqiu slightly lifted the curtain, far away from it, but his eyes were facing each other.

Xu Qianqiu nodded slightly to him.

The movement was weak, but he knew that the girl could see and see clearly.

The little crescent moon that rises slightly at the corner of the mouth is the best proof.

Qianqiu Pavilion.

Next to the lounge chair, there are all kinds of snacks, pastries and snacks, all kinds of styles.

Enjoy the pinch of sweet potatoes while eating delicious food.

The freedom of the world is just that.

In order to reward the girl with a method of serving her, Xu Qianqiu decided to give her a chance to get out of bed tomorrow.

The old man from Shuangdao has left the house and goes to do personal affairs.

In the martial arts world, the Xuanyuan family in Huishan was already surviving under the double suppression of Yuan Zuozong and Lu Qiuer.

In addition, there are many contradictions within the family.

The day of falling apart is not far away.

The second letter of help from Xuanyuan Jingcheng has been handed over to the world's No. 1 floor again.

A few days ago, Yiye Zhibao made great contributions to the border.

According to rumors in the palace, it is expected to be granted a title of marquis, so that he can start a new job and be granted a title of king independently.

Xu Xiao also went out for a long time, and didn't know what shameful things he was doing.

My second sister Xu Weixiong sent a letter from home, saying that she would go home this year to celebrate the New Year together.

This year is really lively.

I think this is the last New Year for the whole family to reunite before traveling to the world.

The little girl Youming is also on the way.

The Chinese New Year is coming, so don’t let those bandits run into her anymore. Otherwise, I guess the bandits would be spared this New Year.

Just spend Qingming Festival.

After hesitating for a moment, Xu Qianqiu wrote a letter in his hand and ordered someone to send it out, inviting Ye Zhiqiu Chen Zhibao to come to the palace to celebrate the New Year.

Soon, there were laughter and joking sounds coming from the mansion.

I think it was Xu Fengnian who brought the little girl and the little monk into the mansion.

Things are the best...

If you remember well, the Zen that this little monk realized was a woman.

It is said that things are the best, and you can compare the beautiful colors!

That is, Xu Xiao is not in the mansion, otherwise the little girl would probably not dare to enter the mansion to stroll around.

As long as he is a man in the world, most people dare not call him Xu Xiao the name directly.

The little girl is not afraid of the world, and she calls her Xu Xiao, and she also replaces her with "that whoever".

When asked about Xu Fengnian, what he said was, are you really who is the son?

Then who is referring to Xu Xiao.

When you are about to leave the world, you should go to meet your master Li Yishan.

When he entered the Tingchao Pavilion, Xu Qianqiu went to see the white fox face first.

It hasn't been seen for almost a year, but it hasn't changed at all.

My face is still so cold, as cold as ice.

I don’t know if I had an illusion, but when I saw me, Xu Qianqiu seemed to see the fleeting joy on his face for a moment.

When I looked again, there was nothing.

Iceberg or iceberg.

No matter what the White Fox Face does, she is extremely focused and serious, striving to be perfect and transparent.

When I learned that he was coming, I ignored it.

Xu Qianqiu knew her temperament and had never disturbed her, but just stood by and waited quietly.

His eyes were always on the side face of the white fox.

If someone was staring at me for so long, if someone else had changed, his cheeks would have turned red, or he would have scolded him a few words.

But the white fox's face never paid attention to it, it was nothing unusual, and it was as dull as usual.

Only with such a mind and character can one become a great swordsman.
To be continued...