&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; A day later, in the afternoon, the train arrived in Nanjing after being delayed for more than half an hour.

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: In the sleeper car, Xiang Que carried his canvas bag and followed the bustling flow of people outside, followed by the traitor and Zhao Jiahui, the son of Qingxu.

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: From last night to now, none of the three people on the train have spoken again, and the traitor who drank more than half a bottle of Lao Bai Gan and gnawed on a roast chicken seems to have drunk a little too much, his face is pale and depressed, and he ran to the top bunk to cover his head and fell asleep after a hexagram to Xiang Que, and slept directly until noon the next day before getting up from the bed, and Zhao Jiahui, a tendon Taoist, was meditating most of the time, very focused, and slept quietly and steadily.

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: After leaving the station, Xiang Que ran towards the taxi with his bag in his pocket.

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; "Donor, what are you looking for?" Zhao Jiahui found that at this time, the traitor with the sharp beak and monkey cheeks stared at Xiang Quan's back, and his eyes were very focused.

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: The traitor touched his nose and smiled: "Very good little brother"

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&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: Zhao Jiahui put one hand on his chest and said: "Amitayus Buddha, meeting is fate, donor, let's say goodbye for the time being"

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: The traitor sighed, thought for a while, and asked, "Then it's so fateful, if I want to find you again, how can I find it?" ”

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: "I will go to the Tianhou Temple, temporarily entrenched for some time, you can go there to find me, the channel number Qingxuzi"

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: "Ah, if you say that, then I'm really going," the traitor said with squinted eyes.

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; Zhao Jiahui nodded repeatedly, then parted goodbye to the traitor and walked towards the bus stop alone.

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:"Hoo ······" The traitor wiped the sweat on his head, and his eyes searched for Xiang Que, who had already gotten into the taxi: "It's really fun to fight with the sky, it's a heavenly opportunity to almost ruin my three-year Taoism······"

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; After closing the door, Xiang Que suddenly felt like a man behind him, he looked back at the car but only saw a flow of people coming out of the station, and couldn't find where that feeling came from.

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; "Boy, where are you going?" asked the taxi driver.

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: Xiang Que frowned and said, "Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum"

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: It's a small world of people on the train, and you may meet people you wouldn't have imagined in any way.

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: Xiang Que never imagined that he chose to take a train from Chengdu back to Nanjing on a whim, and would meet a person who could see through his physiognomy and numerology.

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: In the same way, the traitor who met Xiang Que on the train didn't expect that when he went out this time, he would encounter a numerology blinded by heaven, and there was also a Xiang Que who changed his life against the sky.

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: After more than a day of meeting and getting along, two people who have never known each other, one laughed as just a fun, and the other was incomparably shocked for a day and a night.

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: Then, the two of them went their separate ways, but I don't know if there will be a chance to meet again?

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: On the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum in a little more than an hour.

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: Xiang Que and Zhang Huaiqing met again, an old man and a young man sat opposite, and the topic was nothing more than the reincarnated Cao Qingdao.

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: "Qi'an has been with the little guy's side, I have been there twice during this time, and the growth is gratifying" Zhang Huaiqing lay on his back on the rattan chair, and said leisurely: "With the luck of heaven, the blessing is profound, I heard Qi'an say that the life of the Tang family is thriving during this period of time, and the promising officials have been promoted to the next level, and the business of the Tang family has also risen rapidly, and this family has borrowed a lot of light from him."

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: Cao Qingdao has the luck of the Heavenly Dao, not only his own good luck, but also brings blessings to the Tang family where he is, to put it bluntly, it is a person who has the Tao of the chicken dog to ascend to heaven, and there are many benefits.

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; In the same way, if Cao Qingdao can worship the master and perform the formal apprenticeship ceremony, then he will naturally bring his own body of fortune in, and as the time of practicing in the master increases, this blessing will become more and more prosperous.

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: The Zhongjing Mansion and the Confucian Mansion family also wanted to introduce Cao Qingdao into the door, and the picture was naturally his own luck, so it can be said that whoever can admit him into the door will be more and more vigorous.

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: This is a piece of fragrant bread, jackals, tigers and leopards want to eat.

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: Xiang Que sighed faintly and said: "Originally, if there was no Kong Mansion so sideways, this kid would have entered your Zhongjing Gate, but it's a pity that he made a trip to bite Jin Heng halfway, which is tricky."

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: Zhang Huaiqing said lightly: "Good things are grinding, the world wants to climb to the sky in one step, this mentality is good, but unfortunately the truth is too cruel, there is a doom in the dark, I can still see it"

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: "Your mentality is really good," Xiang Que said.

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: "I'm old, I can't see through anything in a hundred years of life" Zhang Huaiqing suddenly glanced at Xiang Que again, frowned slightly and said: "I see that your expression doesn't seem to be very good?" ”

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: Xiang Que hummed and said: "I fought with Kong Deru and Kong Dejing once a year ago, and I was hit hard by them, and I have only slowly recovered recently."

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; "They're not necessarily better off than you, are they?"

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:Xiang Que smiled: "It hurts more than me"

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: Zhang Huaiqing got up from the chair, returned to the room and wrote a few lines of paper and pen and then handed it to him and said: "This is a method of breathing in our Zhongjing Mansion, although it will not allow you to increase your cultivation, but if you practice for a long time, it can allow you to stabilize your own essence and spirit, which is an auxiliary method, you should have some pills given to you by the master of Qi'an last time, and the effect will be better if you take it and practice."

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: Xiang Lack of Leave stretched out his hand to take it, and said: "The promise to you has not been done, and it is not good to accept such a valuable thing."

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; Zhang Huaiqing looked at him and said, "Just do your best, we can see it"

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: "Then thank you" Xiang Gap was closed, and after sincerely thanking him, he sighed and said: "Old man, the child will be full moon in two days, and the people of Confucius Mansion should come over to make trouble again."

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: "The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, the sky is going to rain, the mother is going to get married, the one who should come will always come, what's the use of being afraid?"

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: Xiang Que said: "But it's not a problem to be messed up like this by them, right?" ”

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: Zhang Huaiqing's face sank for a moment, and he was silent.

&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp:&p;p; nbsp: Xiang Que took out a cigarette and lit it, and said lightly: "The most annoying thing about the stirring stick is that the may not stink for a long time, but being stirred by a stick makes the smell bigger, and I think there is only one best way to solve the problem, and if you can't break the stirring stick, then you can only make him unable to stir the."

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