Two months later, on a bright morning, the sun pierced through the misty clouds and fell into the Jurchen Temple hidden in the valley. A crisp sound of coquettishness wafted melodiously in the temple, and this was the disciples of the Jurchen Temple who were practicing in the morning. The neat procession was neatly arranged on the top of a huge square, and the elders in white robes patrolled back and forth, guiding the movements of the disciples.

At this moment, in a wing room some distance from the square here, the sound of weak panting and heavy breathing sounded softly. Obviously, the people inside deliberately suppressed their voices and didn't want the outside world to find out.

"Senior Sister Ma Yun!!Zhang Shanfeng!!Zhonglang...... Nakaro he ...... He's awake!" Mo Qifang's face was full of joy, and he kept knocking on the door of the wing.

Zhang Shanfeng and Ma Yun inside were startled, got off the bed in a panic, and rushed out of their shirts and pants indiscriminately.

"You said Guan Zhong woke up!?" Ma Yun couldn't help but be a little excited when she saw the almost ecstatic look on Mo Qifang's face.

"Well, I'll let you know as soon as he wakes up! I didn't expect you to be there early in the morning, it's so energetic!" Mo Qifang stuck out his tongue and pulled Ma Yun to run in one direction.

Zhang Shanfeng naturally couldn't help but be overjoyed, and followed closely with his steps.

At this time, in another slightly secluded small lake, in an elegant pavilion, Guan Zhong sat on the soft couch, leaned on the head of the bed, rubbed his temples, and gently raised his left hand to look, fortunately, the Nine Heavenly Spiritual Beads were still in his hands, but he was seriously injured, although most of the internal organs in his body had been healed, but at this moment, he was still weak and weak, and he couldn't even get out of bed.

Guan Zhong was a little confused, when he just opened his eyes, he saw Mo Qifang's face, Mo Qifang's face was almost attached to his face, his beautiful eyes stared at him widely, and suddenly he screamed, inexplicably he grabbed the door, and he didn't know what to do, now he really wanted to drink a little water, but no one could call him, and he complained about Zhang Shanfeng in his heart, and said that he had lifted his shoes to warm his quilt, why did he not stay by his side and serve himself all the time when he was injured, and he couldn't see a single figure.

Touching his back, Guan Zhong found that the whiplash on his back had been completely healed, but the terrifying scars that were deeply sunken still existed, which made Guan Zhong very uncomfortable, thinking that such a perfect person as himself had a flaw on his back, how to think about how to feel uncomfortable, tears were swirling in his eyes, the more he thought about it, the more sad he became, anyway, there was no one at the moment, and he immediately cried, tears seemed to burst into a river, and his snot was surging wildly.

When Mo Qifang excitedly pulled Ma Yun to the outside of the pavilion here, he could hear the miserable wails inside, all of them were silent, thinking that Guan Zhong was still thinking about Chen Xuening and was sad, and when he woke up, he was crying for Chen Xuening, and he couldn't help but have a sense of respect for Guan Zhong in his heart, Guan Zhong was really a person with the most affection and sex.

"Squeak!!" the door to the pavilion was pushed open, and the shimmer of the morning light outside cast in.

Guan Zhong was stunned, subconsciously turned his head to look at the door, and when he saw the two sympathetic faces of Mo Qifang and Ma Yun, Guan Zhong's heart twitched violently, and his crying image was actually seen by others, and it was over, this face was really humiliated. At that moment, he hurriedly grabbed the soft quilt and covered his head.

Zhang Shanfeng couldn't suppress the supreme excitement in his heart, and suddenly pushed away Ma Yun and Mo Qifang who were blocking him, pushed Ma Yun and Mo Qifang to the ground, and rushed to Guan Zhong's bed regardless of it, tore off the quilt that Guan Zhong covered his head, hugged Guan Zhong tightly at once, and said happily: "Great! Boss! I really didn't expect you to wake up! I thought you would be a vegetative person for the rest of your life!" Yun'er and I have planned everything, if you can't wake up, we will live in this Jurchen Temple for the rest of our lives! These days, it is the Qifang girl who is taking care of you, pouring and urine for you, changing clothes and scrubbing for you. Originally, these are all villains I should do, but Sister Qifang is kind-hearted, if she has to help me do it, I don't need to argue with her! And Sister Qifang said, she is willing to take care of you like this for the rest of your life! I think, this is really good, the boss is a vegetative person, Sister Qifang is willing to take care of you, and it won't trouble me, I can live a comfortable life with Yun'er for a lifetime!

"Hmm......" Guan Zhong was hugged by Zhang Shanfeng, and suddenly felt that he couldn't breathe, his face turned red, and he quickly gathered his strength on his palm, and slapped it towards Zhang Shanfeng.

"Bang!!" Zhang Shanfeng's huge body was directly slapped away, and he sat on the ground with his butt soaked, and a little blood was soaked in his mouth.

"Boss, what are you doing!?" Zhang Shanfeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, rubbed his ass and stood up, looking at Guan Zhong puzzled.

"What am I doing? You, suffocate Lao Tzu to death!" Guan Zhong said stupidly, of course he was a little unhappy, according to Zhang Shanfeng's thoughts, he actually wanted to live a peaceful life in this Jurchen Temple, and he could only be a vegetative person.

"Uh...... I'm sorry, boss!" Zhang Shanfeng scratched his head, and an apology appeared on his face.

At this time, Mo Qifang and Ma Yun walked over.

Guan Zhong wiped away the snot and tears on his face, looked at Ma Yun, and asked, "Xue Ning, is she ...... How long have I been in a coma?"

"Well, Xue Ning has been buried in the back mountain of the Jurchen Temple! You have been in a coma for two months!" Ma Yun said in a low voice.

"Uh!" Guan Zhong nodded slightly, then moved his body towards the edge of the bed, and stretched out his hand to Mo Qifang, "Qifang!

Mo Qifang hurriedly grabbed Guan Zhong's hand, her face flushed slightly, she was different from Chen Xuening, although Chen Xuening was older than them, but Chen Xuening was the most innocent one, so she fell in love with Guan Zhong deeply within two days, although Mo Qifang had a good impression of Guan Zhong at that time, but it couldn't reach the point of love. However, when Mo Qifang took care of Guan Zhong diligently for two months, her inner feelings changed subtly, she felt that she had an indescribable feeling for Guan Zhong, she didn't know if it was love, but she had to suppress it, she knew that she couldn't fall in love with Guan Zhong. Now that Guan Zhong has just woken up, he is crying bitterly for Chen Xuening and planning to visit Chen Xuening's tomb, which makes Mo Qifang feel a slight jealousy in his heart. Of course, this trace of jealousy dissipated without a trace after Mo Qifang shook his head fiercely.

Mo Qifang supported Guan Zhong, Ma Yun and Zhang Shanfeng followed quietly, and the group walked slowly towards the back mountain of the Jurchen Temple.

The scenery in the Jurchen Temple is very pleasant, with pavilions and towers, small bridges and flowing water, sometimes white cranes singing and soaring, or wild deer jumping and playing in the forest. After passing through a few woods and bypassing a few small rivers, it took a few people a short time to come to the back mountain of the Jurchen Temple.

The Jurchen Temple is located in a valley, the front and back are leaning on the towering peaks, this back mountain is also towering above the clouds, extremely beautiful, at the foot of the mountain built some simple houses, behind the houses are a piece of tombstones.

The cemetery always has a sad atmosphere of solemnity, and the same is true here, the breeze is blowing, a willow tree with new leaves is swaying, and in the cemetery there are many trees, and the trees are blooming, some like cherry blossoms, pink, white, and beautiful.

Mo Qifang led Guan Zhong to a new grave, and under a tree full of spring flowers, there was a lot of paper money scattered on the ground. Chen Xuening's name is carved on the tombstone, and in front of the tombstone are burned incense candles and some meat and fruit that have rotted slightly.

Walking to Chen Xuening's tombstone, Guan Zhong gently touched Chen Xuening's tombstone, and remembered the feeling of putting his hand into Chen Xuening's chest.

Damn, I'm still thinking about such a lewd thing at this time, Lao Tzu is so lewd and! Guan Zhong patted his head lightly, putting this chaotic thought aside.

"You are Guan Zhong!?" At this time, the voice of a middle-aged woman floated from nowhere, and there was a hint of majesty in her voice.

Guan Zhong's heart tightened, and he hurriedly turned his head to look at the rear, but found that there was nothing behind.

"I'm here!" the woman's voice sounded again, and a man in a white dress trimmed with gold thread slowly floated down from the air.

The middle-aged woman looks to be about forty years old, with a dense black cloud sideburns coiled on her head, a few good-looking hairpins, two jade pendants hanging from her ears, fluttering skirts, and a handful of dust in her hand, leisurely as if she were fairy. The woman's eyebrows are slender as silk, her eyes are bright, her face is fair, and her charm is still there, exuding the charm of a mature woman.

Guan Zhong turned his head around again, and when he saw this middle-aged woman, he saw that she was dressed so specially, and he already knew in his heart that her identity must be unusual.

Who knew that Ma Yun and Mo Qifang saw that this woman knelt down at once, and even Zhang Shanfeng knelt on the ground with Ma Yun, and said respectfully: "Disciple see Lord Guanju!"

Guan Zhong stared at the middle-aged woman in surprise, he remembered that when he entered the Jurchen Temple that day, although his head was carried by Zhang Shanfeng in a daze, he also heard the female disciple say that the Guanzhu life card was broken and dead, why was this Guanzhu standing in front of him today.

"Guan Zhong!!!Hahaha! Have you been in a coma for two months and have made your head stupid? The last Guan Master has passed away, so naturally someone needs to replace him! Haven't you heard that our previous Guan Master is immortal and will always be eighteen years old? Look at me, where do I look like I am eighteen years old now, I am actually sixty-two!" The Jurchen Guan Guan Master smiled slightly, his beautiful eyes flowed, and he stared at Guan Zhong meaningfully and said.

"Uh...... I see! It's not convenient to talk here!Let's change places!" Guan Zhong looked at Chen Xuening's tombstone again, let out a long sigh, and beckoned to Mo Qifang.

Mo Qifang obediently came to Guan Zhong's side and supported him.