I don't know how long I sat before Qin Buer finally came back to his senses.

What brought him back to his senses was a feeling.

A feeling of being stared at, not strong, very soft, but it made him very uncomfortable.

His gaze swept around, and he immediately discovered the source of that gaze.

Behind a crowd that was clearly a tour group, a man dressed in a blue robe, with black hair pulled into a bun, carrying an ancient sword and a small shabby cloth bag.

He stood there, smiling at Qin Buji with a gentle face.

Most of this style is a bit shocking.

In the middle of a group of urban fashionable men and women, standing such an old and thin Taoist priest should give people the feeling of standing out from the crowd.

But in the eyes of outsiders, it doesn't look weird at all.

It's as if this Taoist priest is like a ghost and doesn't exist at all.

In other words, he exists, but he is just a landscape, just like the trees, the lakeside, and the rockery.

It is not ostentatious, nor dazzling, harmoniously entered, and blended into nature.

The Taoist priest seemed to know Qin Bu'er and looked at him with a smile.

The smile is like a flower carved in cement, which is real, but rarely appreciated.

Qin Buer was also slightly stunned when he saw this Taoist priest.

Immediately, a figure appeared in his mind.

Of course, he didn't forget that on the way from Huacheng to Yanjing, he had a relationship with this old man on the train.

Although he had become clean and his clothes had become Taoist clothes, Qin Buer still recognized him at a glance.

Xuanjizi!

Why is this old man here?

And this Nima's change is too big, right?

After all, the last time I saw him on the train, this old man was dressed sloppily, just like a peasant in the countryside, and he smoked, where did he look like a Taoist priest?

If he hadn't known that this old man was a real master, Qin Buer would have regarded him as a liar a long time ago.

"Tourists, tourists, we're going to the next attraction!" a tour guide in the front crowd shouted loudly, holding a bullhorn.

If you continue to delay like this, there will be no way to finish the rest of the attractions.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and then a large part of the group followed the guide, and a small part remained in place, resting.

When the crowd gradually deleted, Qin Buer suddenly realized that he had lost the figure of the old Taoist priest.

I can't help but be shocked.

You know, he's also a master, and he actually lost a trace under his nose, that guy, how did he do it?

No matter how he did it, this hand alone was enough to make Qin Buji's heart awe-inspiring.

That old man is really a super master.

It is estimated that I am afraid that it will be stronger than Uncle Qin.

He stood up and began to look for the Taoist priest.

Somehow, he had a gut feeling that the old man was here to be his own.

This feeling was very strong, and he couldn't help but make a move to find it.

Five minutes later, Qin Buji stopped.

His gaze searched around, a little speechless.

This old man, how come this is only a blink of an eye, and then he is gone?

Qin Buji didn't find him in the crowd, so he could only leave here and walk towards a road on the left side of the park.

There, there is a stone pavilion for tourists to rest.

Suddenly, Qin Buer saw that in a pavilion near the water, he saw the old man standing tall.

The quaint long sword behind him added some killing aura to this clear and elegant atmosphere.

"Pretending to be ......"

Qin Buer muttered in his heart, and then walked towards the old man Daoist.

Seeing Qin Buer coming, the old man didn't speak, just smiled and looked at him quietly.

"Senior ......" He didn't speak, so Qin Buer had to take the initiative to say hello.

"Little friend, in the dark, there is a providence, not long ago, I saw you on the train, and now, we meet again, our fate is really not shallow!" Xuan Jizi said with a smile.

"How could the seniors be here?" Qin Buji smiled reluctantly and asked.

His current mood is really not very good, too chaotic.

"If you need me, I'm here!" Xuan Jizi said.

"......" Qin Buer really wanted to say something, if he didn't pretend to be forced, he would die?

Need you, need peat!

"Why did the seniors say this?" Qin Buer asked although he was buried in his heart.

"If I'm right, you've found your long-lost relatives, but you're confused and don't know how to face them, right?"

Qin Bu'er was shocked.

Can this Nima be calculated?

This is what happened not long ago, except for Mrs. Qin and Qin Shanshan, no one knows, he doesn't believe that Mrs. Qin or Qin Shanshan told him.

So, did he really calculate it?

"Seniors, please give me advice,......," Qin Buji arched his hand and said.

He was indeed a little confused in his heart.

To be honest, it should be a happy thing to be able to find his parents, but Qin Buer's heart was only at a loss.

Because he didn't know how to face Mrs. Qin, he didn't know how to face Qin Shanshan......

After all, he was very familiar with Qin Shanshan, and this time he suddenly became his sister, and Mrs. Qin became his mother, and he really didn't dare to face them for a while.

I don't know what the reason is, maybe it's a fear hidden in my heart.

He was afraid that it was a dream, unreal, and that the dream would suddenly wake up, in the final analysis, it was just a psychological effect.

This kind of psychological fear will make him subconsciously choose to escape and dare not face it.

"Do you believe it?" Xuan Jizi smiled slightly, and suddenly asked this question.

"Dao?" Qin Buji was puzzled.

"Everything in the world, a drink and a peck, a flower and a world, a thing and a Bodhi, naturally have their reason for existence, just like the fish in this water, the water in this lake, is the heaven and earth they live on, leaving this world and going to the shore, that is against the way of heaven, and there will naturally be a causal relationship......" Xuanjizi said with a smile!

Qin Buji thought about it, and he didn't quite understand.

Nima, I'm just a little Chinese medicine doctor, what kind of trouble are you trying to make trouble when you tell me these profound truths?

He thought for a moment and asked, "Then I don't know what the predecessors are looking for?"

"Xuanji Dao!"

"Xuanji Dao, what kind of Dao is that?" Qin Buji felt that he was playing word games with this old man.

"Xuanji is the Tao and the pie. The Taoist school where I am located is the Xuanji School, and the Xuanji School is for Li Chunfeng, a monk during the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty, as the ancestor, to find cause and effect, and to spy on the heavenly machine as the Taoist foundation. Xuan Jizi said.

Although Qin Buer didn't understand this, he had heard the old man talk about Li Chunfeng.

Li Chunfeng was a celestial family during the period of Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, and he was so powerful that he could budget for more than 2,000 years in later generations.

Don't be too good!