The child she was holding in her arms was born to Guo Yi's ex-wife, named Guo Ding. It's a very good, very cute child, the same age as the little gentleman he met in Dajue. It's just that although this child is also very smart, he is full of naivety, not as mature and lively as the immodest little gentleman.

But all in all, it's also very cute, the only drawback is that he thinks about practicing swords at every turn, which makes people feel very distressed, which may have something to do with his brother, Guo Songyang, who is the fourth on the "Weapon Spectrum".

The summer solstice returned to the capital on the twelfth day of the first month, and came back with his stepson Guo Ding, and visited his parents during the New Year, and her husband Guo Yi didn't care about her, and let her come back. But this motherless child was too obsessed, so Xia Zhi also took him.

After two days of peace, my parents were very happy to see her come back. But at that moment, the surrounding neighbors heard someone shouting: "Xuanyi is doing business...... Every house is in peace".

Xia Zhi naturally knew that this Xuanyi was powerful, and he who could fight with them for so long, and he didn't think it was an ordinary character. Originally, I wanted to stay at home to avoid any accidents.

But he didn't want to, Xiao Guo Ding said with a smile: "Mother, let's go and have a look, I have heard that Xuanyi is powerful, and the annoying old brother Songyang also said that the absolute son is very majestic, and I haven't seen it yet." Now go out and have a look, okay?"

Hearing the words "Absolute Son", Xia Zhi's mind was a little trance-like, and he faintly thought that with such a big movement tonight, he might be able to see that gentleman. Thinking like this, her heart was a little restless, and because this child was too obsessed, after all, the fire of those people was still far away from here, and it must not be able to hurt them, so Xia Zhi took him to the roof.

Xia Zhi looked at the flying locusts and the monk's dress, she felt that her heart was hot, and her hands were clenched unconsciously.

The dress of Xuanyi reminded her of the gentleman, and the dress of the monk naturally reminded her of the little monk. The feeling of having two men in her heart was naturally uncomfortable, and she felt that her heart was about to burst.

In the past few years since he got married, Guo Yi has never touched himself, even if he hasn't even touched hands, and he has lived a life of respect for each other, which is really the general treatment of guests. When we meet each other every day, we salute each other, and there is no half-day feeling at all, cold, really cold.

She also often saw Guo Yi bring the visiting Jianghu heroines to the room, and there would always be a shy voice inside, which she had heard many times. But so what? I didn't have any other thoughts other than feeling a little wet in my lower body and a little itchy in my heart.

After all, for this nominal husband, she is just a stranger in her mind.

Sometimes I want to laugh when I think about my thoughts when I get married, and I think I am pregnant with a child, but over the years, I have seen a lot of Spring Palace, and there are even more things that the old mother in Zhuangzi said when she talked and laughed with the girls, and she naturally understood those things between men and women.

It's ridiculous to think about it, if I had understood these things earlier, how good would it be to just crush the little monk to the ground and directly deal with him before I got married? Presumably, that gentle and cowardly monk would definitely not resist.

It is said that the monk has a good capital, and I don't know what it feels like after he goes in?

Thinking like this, Xia Zhi's mind was a little trance-like, and his lower body seemed to be crawling slowly like some small insects, and gradually became a little wet.

After having such a reaction, Xia Zhi felt that his heart was beating hard, he took a long breath, and suppressed the idea that he shouldn't have it and was embarrassing, and then he shook his head in distress, and said to Xiao Guo Ding who was holding him in his arms: "What's so good about fighting and killing? ”

However, after saying this, Guo Ding in her arms didn't react at all.

Xia Zhi thought he was asleep and shook it gently, intending to wake up the child.

But at this moment, a voice sounded behind her.

"It's been a long time. ”

Hearing this voice, Xia Zhi was shocked and turned his head sharply.

I saw an old nun in a gray cloth robe, who appeared behind him at some point.

Xia Zhi's brain was stunned, and when he suddenly thought about it, he found that this nun was very familiar, and then he remembered that it was an old nun who passed by his door when he was still a child many years ago, and after giving a steamed bun to him, he taught himself the method of practicing qi. After that, the old nun stayed and taught herself for a few months, and then disappeared again. There is no incense between them.

I haven't seen her for several years, and when Xia Zhi suddenly saw this old nun, she was at a loss.

The nun looked at her, a faint sadness appeared on her expression, and she sighed: "Disciple, I didn't expect that so many years have passed, I thought that you should have seen your heart and nature, and the past reincarnation has all returned, but I didn't expect that you are greedy for Hongchen, and you still haven't recognized your own self." What a pity. ”

Xia Zhi looked at her stunned, not knowing what to say.

The nun looked at her with a compassionate face, and said in a light and gentle tone: "You should have been the reincarnation of my South China Sea Zizhu, Cihang Pudu, and the holy daughter of my Zizhu Forest." When the poor nuns saw you, they intended to be in tune with you, but they found that their destiny had not yet come, and it was too early. I always feel that you can wake up on your own, so I have formed a good relationship with you. I haven't seen you for many years, it seems that the poor Ni is wrong, and you haven't recalled the past, which is a pity. ”

If she encountered this kind of thing in ordinary times, she would definitely beat this kind of charlatan, but at this time, when she heard Lao Ni's voice, she actually felt a warm yang and a comfortable feeling all over her body. There was still a trace of clarity in his heart, so he asked: Cihang Pudu? Is it Guanyin Niangniang, why did I never know the reincarnation of Guanyin?"

The nun smiled, her eyes were kind, and her compassion was full of compassion, and she said slowly: "Because you haven't recognized the self yet, you are only yourself now, and when you know the self, it will be the opportunity for the supernatural power to recover." Alas, it may be better to give you a helping hand today, and the poor monk will help you. ”

After saying this, Xia Zhi felt that his whole body was stiff and he couldn't move for half a minute. Immediately afterward, I saw the nun stretch out her index finger, which was shining like warm jade, and slowly touched her forehead.

The summer solstice was vast, as if the light on that finger had an infinite attraction to her, and deep down, a desire to get close to the light suddenly rose, and she hoped that the light would come soon. So she ignored the very evil smile that suddenly appeared on the nun's compassionate face.

Just when the light on this finger was about to touch Xia Zhi's forehead, a light wind blew, and a hand as white as jade firmly grasped the nun's finger, and then broke it fiercely, and the sound of breaking brittle bones sounded at this time.

The nun was shocked, and then raised her eyes, and saw that a young monk wearing a moon-white monk's robe and a pair of extremely good-looking peach blossom eyes, like an arhat in the West Heaven, suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, smiling gently at her, showing compassion.

The nun's heart was cold, and she endured the sharp pain on her right finger, reversed her right hand, condensed her true power, and attacked the monk with her palm like a sharp sword.

But she didn't want to, the monk let her attack, just grabbed her bone joint with a slight force, and after a light and crisp bone knuckle sounded, the majestic true power went straight down her meridians, and the nun was completely soft in an instant, looking at this handsome little monk, it was incredible.

A small bronze bell rolled out of her cuff and fell into the snow on the ridge of the roof, making a muffled sound of soul-fright, and there was no more sound.

Xia Zhi woke up at this time, although the acupoint was sealed, the whole body still couldn't move for half a minute, but when he saw the little monk in the white monk's robe this month, the spring water in his eyes was rippling, and he was full of infinite joy.

The white-clothed monk did not notice Xia Zhi's demeanor, but smiled and said to the nun: "The Buddha said that the enlightened person is self-conscious, and the good woman is already a person in Shamen. Presumably, you are the so-called hidden man, since you have been out of the world for hundreds of years, why should you get involved again?"

The nun gritted her teeth, endured the pain, looked at the handsome young monk fixedly, and said, "You are also an immortal, why should you be embarrassed by me?"

The monk shook his head, and said with some sneer: "No, I am not a person from the hidden door, before coming out this time, the old Zen master told me that if you encounter a person in the hidden door who is not very capable and can just deal with it, you don't have to show mercy." But I have compassion on the Buddha, and monks are not allowed to kill, so I will let you go, okay? Please don't use those methods of 'soul transfer' on this girl in the future, okay? After all, I really love ......."

When he said this, the monk's tone stopped, then he gritted his teeth, and said as if he had made up his mind: "I really like her, she is just an ordinary woman, don't hurt her, okay?"

When these words were finished, Miao Yan suddenly came to his senses, and then looked at the summer solstice with ripples in his eyes, and his heart was flustered for no reason, and his face was full of unnatural colors.

When he accidentally said what was in his heart, he just felt that it was a sin, but after practicing the "Ming Heart Sutra" taught to him by the Zen master, some emotions were always uncontrollable, and he blurted out involuntarily.

Lao Ni didn't notice his careful thoughts, he still stared at him fiercely, and asked, "Who are you? Which faction in the Immortal Sect? Eight Treasures Glazed Island, or Supo Dongtian, why do you want to hurt me?"

The monk sighed and said helplessly: "The poor monk has said that he is not a person from the hidden door. The good woman is only a grandmaster now, the old Zen master said, there are many great grandmasters and other characters in the hidden door, presumably you are not an important person in your faction, even if you are captured at this time, presumably they will not care very much, so as long as you promise the poor monk that you will not hurt the summer solstice girl again, the poor monk will let you go, okay?"