Bingyu took Meng Po Tang and Qingxuan and returned to Jinshan Temple to meet the mad monk Xuanzang. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info's lost soul has returned to the main body, and after using Meng Po soup to serve Guanyin's sister's Nine Turning Soul Pill, Xuanzang's consciousness gradually recovered. Bing Yu handed him the blood book on his body, and explained how the abbot of Kongci picked him up from the river, and then fostered him in Jinshan Temple, where he had been carefully cultivated for many years, just so that one day he could carry forward the Dharma and save sentient beings from fire and water.

After Xuanzang heard this, his mood couldn't calm down for a long time. He wept for his unjustly killed father, and he was also sad for his mother, but he couldn't run to avenge his father when he was in Buddhism, nor could he give up Jinshan Temple in order to find his mother. He had been in a coma for too long, and now, Jinshan Temple was in a mess, and there were still many, many things waiting for him. In the end, he had to ask Bingyu to find his biological mother.

"The world is big, it's not easy to find someone! Let's go back and rest first, I've had several fights this day, and I'm tired to death. Qing Xuan took Bingyu's hand and returned to the old mansion on Wenhua Road. I haven't been back for a few days, and the roses in the yard are gone, the petals have fallen to the ground, and only a few green leaves are lonely on the branches. There was a large spider's web under the eaves, and a spider as big as a hat was lying in the middle of the web, basking in the sun. Qing Xuan looked at the spider and remembered that he was tied up by the spider spirit when he was in Pansi Ridge, and he hated the spider very much in his heart.

He searched around the yard and finally found a stick at the base of the wall. Bingyu walked ahead, unaware that he was looking for a stick to fight spiders, and she opened the window to let in some fresh air. The bed is covered with dust, and when you enter the house, you will definitely want to lie down in bed for a while. Bingyu took down the sheets and took them to the yard to shake them, but saw Xiang Gong holding a big stick and beating the cobwebs under the eaves. The spider was smacked by Qing Xuan and fled, leaving only the beaten cobwebs.

"Hey, what are you hitting it for?" Bingyu shook the sheets and asked Xianggong in confusion.

"If it wasn't for you last time, I guess I would have been eaten by the spider spirit, so when I saw the spider, I was very disgusted." Qing Xuan said while waving the stick in his hand.

"Ahem, because of this." Bingyu shook her head, feeling amused. After shaking the sheet in her hand twice, she dragged Qing Xuan back to the house.

"The spiders are scared away by you, I see you're tired too, go to bed and lie down for a while." Bing Yu said gently.

Qing Xuan threw away the stick in his hand and stretched his waist, he was indeed a little tired, and now he could sleep to relieve the fatigue of the past few days. He lay on his side on the narrow oak bed, squinted his eyes and asked, "Aren't you tired, come and lie down for a while?" ”

"I'm okay, you sleep first, I'll go to the kitchen and get you something to eat."

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Recently, Qing Xuan has been going to the Internet café more and more often, although there are security guards following him every time, it has not delayed Qing Xuan's tryst with Bing Yu. Every time she comes back from the Internet café, Qingxuan is in a good mood, and she eats a lot of dinner, Luo Meijuan sees that her son's injury is not only getting better day by day, but her face is also rounder than before, not to mention how happy she is.

On this day, Luo Meijuan didn't let Qingxuan go out, because Qingwu was coming back.

Qingwu is Qingxuan's younger brother and is in his second year of college in W City. Go home for the holidays today. Luo Meijuan asked Wang Ma to go to the market to buy vegetables in the morning, and specially instructed her to buy more vegetables that Qingwu loves to eat, Wang Ma took the money, and went to the vegetable market to buy without saying a word, and at ten o'clock, she bought back a lot of fresh and delicious vegetables. The driver, Lao Wang, helped bring the dishes into the kitchen, and then went to the airport to pick up Qingwu.

When Qingwu came out of Shenzhen Bao'an International Airport with his luggage, Lao Wang had been waiting at the exit for a long time. Lao Wang took Qingwu's suitcase and put it in the trunk of the Mercedes-Benz, and then drove onto Binhai Avenue.

Qingwu hasn't been back to Shenzhen for about half a year, and he doesn't care at all about how many more viaducts and widening roads in Shenzhen are, but is very concerned about Qingxuan's condition. He asked Lao Wang, "How is my brother's injury?" Is it better? ”

Lao Wang said unhurriedly while driving: "It's much better, the wound on the head has scabbed, the symptoms of nausea and dizziness are gone, and now there is no need to take medicine, it should be completely healed after only a period of recuperation." ”

"Uh, didn't that bastard bastard let him in and squat for a few days? It's too arrogant, isn't it? How can he be so cheap? ”

"Your brother said that they are all colleagues and don't want to make too much trouble, so ......" Lao Wang wanted to speak and stopped.

"My brother is too sloppy, it's not like his style." Qingwu's face was a little ugly, and he didn't understand when his brother became so timid.

Lao Wang drove intently and did not answer Qingwu's words.

Qing Wu was depressed in his heart, wanting to see his brother immediately, and then ask him what was going on in person. The brother he knew was not a cowardly man, on the contrary, he was always jealous and hateful, and revenge would be avenged. Could it be that his brain has been broken?

I entered the house with a full stomach, and as soon as I entered the door, a smell of sauced beef and a warm family atmosphere surrounded me from all directions. Qingwu sniffed the refreshing aroma, and his eyes unconsciously looked in the direction of the kitchen, the aroma obviously wafting from the kitchen.

Luo Meijuan stood at the door in an elegant skirt to greet her son. Today, she deliberately put on a delicate hairstyle, and pinned a beaded flower with 5 pearls in her bun. The makeup on her face has also been meticulously retouched, and with expensive pearl earrings and necklaces, she looks both graceful and elegant.

Although the green years have taken away her good years, but the satisfaction of life has made her peaceful, in addition to the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and the slightly droopy eye bags can be found the secret of her age, in fact, from a distance, she is still much younger than her actual age.

She took the luggage from Qingwu's hand, and then dragged her son over and looked at it carefully. Although it has only been half a year apart, his son seems to have grown taller again, and his slightly curly hair makes him look more handsome and chic. His skin is tanned to a wheat color, and his **** muscles are strong and strong, thanks to the taekwondo sport he loved since he was a child.

Even when he went to college, he often mingled in the taekwondo gyms of that city, where he practiced martial arts with his peers; Or playing basketball on the school playground, which plays a good role in promoting the development of his muscles and bones.

From Qingwu's face, she was surprised to find that the child's appearance was becoming more and more like her when she was young. I remember that when he was first born, everyone said that there were many places where he looked like Li Xiaotian, except for the pair of small and delicate ears.

Li Xiaotian has big eyes, a high nose, and thin lips. When he was a child, Qingwu's eyes were also as big as a pair of small light bulbs, his whole small face was protruding from his eyes, the bridge of his nose was straight, his small mouth was red, and he always liked to hold his thumb in his mouth.

It is said that there are seedlings that do not worry about growth, from the swaddling baby who fell to the ground to the handsome guy who is now 180 centimeters, in the baptism of the years, Qingwu has grown into a similar face to his mother when he was young, with red lips and white teeth, and his face lines are resolute and beautiful, and even his slightly curly hair has inherited the genetic factors from the Luo family - self-curling.

However, these are nothing, these are just some appearances, and Qingwu's inner - the thick and fine, happy and straightforward character is exactly the same as Luo Meijuan, so that Luo Meijuan sees him as if she sees a copy of herself.

"Mom, are you okay?" Before Luo Meijuan could open her arms to hug her son, Qingwu had already grabbed Luo Meijuan's shoulders and greeted affectionately.

"I'm fine, it's just that your brother ......" Luo Meijuan stopped talking, she didn't want to recall the scene she saw in the Xiamen hospital: her precious son's head was wrapped in gauze, and only two eyes and a mouth were exposed. At that time, she was really frightened, thinking that Qing Xuan would break her appearance. Fortunately, his son Jiren has his own natural appearance, and the four-month recovery finally allowed him to regain the image of a beautiful man.

"Where's my brother? I'm going to see him. Qingwu let go of his mother's shoulder, his eyes full of eagerness.

"He went downstairs to the supermarket to buy mineral water, and he came back."

While speaking, Qing Xuan pushed the door in with a few bottles of mineral water. After changing his slippers, he turned the hallway and saw his mother and younger brother standing in the living room, so he said happily, "Qingwu, you're back." ”

Qingwu bypassed his mother and greeted him. Qing Xuan hurriedly put the mineral water on the floor, grabbed his brother's hand and said, "You guy, when did you come back?" Seeing Qing Wu staring at his gray baseball cap in a daze, Qing Xuan simply took off his hat and let him see enough.

Near the top of his head, there was a scar, about 5 centimeters long, because Qing Xuan's skin had always been very compatible, and now the place had taken on a dull red color.

The hair around the scar was very short, and he had shaved all over his head for the sake of surgery, but then he tried to lose it when he was longer for the convenience of medicine, and it was not until the last month that the newly grown hair was lucky to survive.

Qingxuan is rarely shaved hair, when he had surgery to remove the stitches, he looked at himself in the mirror, is the bald boy in the mirror himself? This, this is exactly like a juvenile delinquent who has just come out of a labor camp!

Qingwu touched it lightly with his hand, and then asked in a low voice, "Does it still hurt?" ”

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it's just a little itchy sometimes."

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In the evening, Li Xiaotian had a party and didn't come back for dinner, so the two brothers finished dinner, watched TV with their mother, and went upstairs to chat. Because there are some things that they don't want to say in front of Luo Meijuan.

Although Luo Meijuan has always thought that she is very avant-garde and fashionable, the two brothers still think that there is a generation gap between them and their mother. And so it is.