Chapter 635, Providence Makes People

"Don't chase, although Shangguan Ao is also injured, but you chase after it, you are still not his opponent..."

Turning his head to look at Juekong, Master Huiku said in a deep voice. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Uncle Taishi... Uncle Shi... Passed away..."

Hearing this, his eyes gradually became wet and red, and Juekong supported Master Huiku, came to the abbot of Zhiyuan, and choked and muttered.

Abbot Zhiyuan sat cross-legged on the ground, his hands folded, his head bowed, and he was already out of breath.

"Amitabha... Dust to dust, dust to earth, Zhiyuan has gone to the Western Elysium, good, good..."

A trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and Master Huiku chanted a Buddha noise.

After thinking about it, the old man's eyes looked at Juekong, and Master Huiku said solemnly: "Juekong, now you are the abbot of Shaolin Temple..."

"Uncle Taishi, I..."

Hearing this, his face turned pale, and a shadow suddenly appeared in his mind, Juekong gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and stopped talking.

I don't want to be an abbot! I just want to be with the fringed girl!

"Juekong, you are the hope of Shaolin, don't live up to Zhiyuan and Ziming... Remember that the four are empty, and there are no distractions in the mind..."

His eyes were empty, knowing that he was trapped by love, but the heavy responsibility of Shaolin Temple had been handed over to him, and he couldn't choose, Master Huiku sighed.

"Uncle Taishi... Juekong understood..."

Hearing this, his face was painful, his fists were clenched, his nails sank into the flesh of his palms, his teeth were gritted, his lips were bitten, blood was overflowing, and finally a tear fell from the corner of his eye, and Juekong grinned.

"Amitabha... It's good to understand..."

Nodding his head, knowing how much sadness this smile had endured, Master Huiku sighed.

"Uncle Taishi, now that Shangguan Ao has fled, what should we do?"

Hiding his sadness with a smile, Juekong folded his hands together and asked softly.

"Juekong, immediately inform Zhixin, Zhiming and Zhitong of the matter of Zhiyuan's death... Now that Shangguan Ao has cultivated the Purifying Soul Sutra and his skills have increased greatly, he will definitely seek revenge on Xuan'er, and Xuan'er needs to be notified of this matter as soon as possible..."

After pondering for a moment, turning the Buddha bead in his hand, Master Huiku chanted.

After reciting, he glanced at Juekong, and the two sat cross-legged on the ground, reciting the mantra of the past life for the abbot of Zhiyuan.

...............

Late at night, in the capital.

The moon and stars were shining, and the market was empty.

On the roof of a temple, the Qin madman was alone, drinking alone.

This temple is the Qin Mansion of that year! The Qin Mansion was burned to ashes by the fire, and now it is rebuilt into a temple by the people of the capital, known as Qin Shan Temple, which is to commemorate Qin Xuan's father Qin Yizhi, Qin Dashan man.

"Big brother, Xiuniang, Xuan'er and I have avenged you!"

Raising his head and pouring a sip of fine wine, the Qin madman choked up.

"Big brother, Xiuniang, you have a spirit in the sky, you can rest in peace... Xuan'er has the ability now, and no one in the rivers and lakes respects him!"

Looking up at the bright moon in the night sky, Qin Madman said with relief: "Big brother, Xuan'er is now studying martial arts and has never been a businessman, you must be unhappy in your heart, right?

"Xiuniang, don't worry, I will take care of Xuan'er until he marries a wife and has children..."

After that, the iron man was tender, a touch of tenderness appeared in his eyes, and the Qin madman murmured softly.

"Second uncle, it turns out that you are here..."

Suddenly, just as Qin Madman was muttering, a soft call came from behind him.

Hearing this, knowing who it was, Qin Madman smiled slightly and threw the wine jar in his hand behind him.

Behind him, the evening breeze caressed, his white clothes fluttering, and his hands were on his back, it was Qin Xuan.

"Second uncle, I've been looking for a long time, but I haven't found you, I guess you must have come to see my father and my mother..."

The big hand reached out, took the wine jar, and took a sip of wine, Qin Xuan came to the second uncle and sat down.

"Yes, since the revenge has finally been avenged, let's come and see the eldest brother and Xiuniang..."

Glancing at his nephew, Qin Madman lay down and looked up at the night sky, and said roughly.

Seeing the second uncle lying down, Qin Xuan smiled indifferently, and also lay on the roof, his hands on his head.

"By the way, Xuan'er, is that ghost mother-in-law Shangguan Feifei?"

Turning his head to look at his nephew beside him, Qin Madman suddenly asked in a rough voice.

"Second uncle, do you believe... Can a man come back from the dead?"

Hearing this, there was silence for a moment, and Qin Xuan asked hesitantly.

"Can a man come back from the dead?

Shaking his head, the Qin madman didn't think much about it, and immediately vetoed.

"Feifei is dead, and she can't come back to life... I recognized the wrong person..."

Hearing the words of the second uncle, he also had the same thoughts in his heart, Qin Xuan stared at the bright moon in the sky and laughed at himself.

"You... Don't think about it, since Shangguan Feifei is dead, then let it go and cherish the person in front of you..."

The tiger looked at his nephew, knowing that Shangguan Feifei was his nephew's heartache, and Qin Madman said earnestly and persuasively.

"Well, second uncle, don't worry, I will cherish Qingrou and Bing'er..."

Nodding, Qin Xuan solemnly promised, his eyes were full of tenderness, and his heart gradually missed Yuqing Rou and Bing Qingyu who were far away in Jincheng.

"Xuan'er, now that the revenge has been avenged, it's time for you to get married, let the second uncle hug his grandson as soon as possible..."

Seeing his nephew's longing on his face, Qin Madman said with a smile.

"By the way, second uncle, the scenery is very good tonight, tell me the story of you and my mother..."

Speaking of getting married, Qin Xuan's cheeks turned red, and then he thought that his second uncle and father liked his mother-in-law back then, so he asked curiously.

Hearing this, Qin Madman's face froze, his eyes looked at the stars in the night sky, and he fell into reminiscence.

...............

Thirty years ago.

Beijing, night of lanterns.

Tonight is the annual lantern festival, and the market is very bustling with people coming and going.

In the crowd, two men were dressed in brocade clothes and jade clothes, and their faces were somewhat similar, the man on the left was thin and older, and his temperament was gentle and elegant, while the man on the right was burly and very powerful.

The man on the left is Qin Yizhi, and the man on the right is Qin Maniac.

"Hahaha, big brother, we haven't been out to play together for a long time..."

Glancing at the lively street market, everyone was carrying beautiful lanterns in their hands, and the Qin madman looked at the eldest brother beside him and laughed roughly.

"Second brother, this year is the year of the dancing elephant, and the family should also prepare for your marriage, your temperament must be changed, and the man must be mature and steady, as rough as you, how can any woman look up to you?"

Beside him, glancing at the second brother, Qin Yizhi shook his head and smiled bitterly.

My father and mother named their two brothers, and they were indeed right, their names were Yizhi, their temperament was gentle and elegant, and they liked to write and ink, and the second brother was a madman, with a rough and bold temperament, and he liked martial arts.

Because his father and mother died early, he handed over the family business to Qin Yizhi alone, so the eldest brother is like a father, and Qin Yizhi is now anxious about the marriage of the second brother.

"Hmph, big brother, don't talk about me, there are still three years, you are the year of establishment, you can quickly find me a sister-in-law!"

Hearing this, his nose snorted, and the Qin madman said disapprerovitically.

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