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Chapter 780 I'm Thinking About Finding Him A Wife

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    "Take care of yourself"

    "Bon Voyage"

    Xiang Que and Wang Kunlun stood outside the bar, hugging and saying goodbye.

    "You go to Situ Shengyun. He can help you cover up your identity. Although it won't be cleaned up, it certainly won't make you worry about being caught while walking on the road."  Kunlun went to Situ Shengyun to solve his troubles. After all, he still wore a wanted criminal's hat on his head when he was doing business, so it was really inconvenient.

    "Old Cao is reincarnated and reincarnated, I may not be able to go back" Wang Kunlun pondered for a while, and then said: "However, Li, I will prepare a copy for him when the time comes. He didn't go but the etiquette is in place.  Otherwise, what if the child grows up and complains about me?"

    Xiang Que bared his teeth and said with a smile: "It's okay, my eldest nephew doesn't need to see outsiders."

    Wang Kunlun said happily: "Look, I'm not showing the care of the elders for the younger generation, and the gift must be given."

    "We are so bad"

    Three days later, Xiang Que returned to the country alone.

    ? At Xianyang International Airport, walk out from the exit, get on the bus, and head to Zhongnanshan.

    After returning from the United States, the first thing Xiang Que arranged was to rush back to the mountain gate and return to Zhongnan Mountain. Xiang Que who left the mountain before was a student who had just graduated from university. He had some knowledge and skills but obviously not enough, and then he was honed  After a period of time, you will need to study further, take a step forward, and take a postgraduate exam or something, so Xiang Que had to go back to the mountain to recharge his batteries.

    Fighting against people a few times, Xiang Que felt that he was far from carrying forward the technique of the Gujing Temple.  He made a trip to the mountain gate, but he was entangled in too many mundane matters, and he never had time to go back to find the old Taoist. Now that the time for Cao Qingdao's reincarnation is approaching, he had to go back quickly while he was free.

    Baoji, Mei County.

    After getting off the car, Xiang Que walked towards Zhongnan Mountain on foot. The closer he got to Zhongnan Mountain, the more excited he became. Little Peng Bai, who is twenty-three years old, Xiang Que has grown up to two places. One is to give birth to him and raise him.  One is Xiangjiatun in the northeast, and the other is Zhongnanshan Ancient Well Temple, which educates people.

    It is said that everyone has homesickness, and Xiang Que is no exception. What was his mood when he returned to the Northeast half a year ago, and now he is also in the same mood when he returns to Zhongnanshan.  The experience outside is a bit too much, and he still feels that the life in the mountains is really too leisurely.

    After entering Zhongnan Mountain, the weather has started to turn a little bit cooler at this time. The autumn air is refreshing and cool, and Xiang Que, who only wears light clothes, feels a little chilly.  on the way.

    In Zhongnan Mountain, except for a few places leading to those tourist places, there will be mountain roads. Most of the places are densely covered with thorns and difficult to walk. It is indeed a good place to escape from the world.

    After entering the mountain for more than two hours, he had already gone deep. On the way, Xiang Que felt a little parched. After searching carefully, he saw a low thatched cottage under the mountain in front of him, and then hurried over.

    On the left front of the thatched house, on a boulder, sat cross-legged a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a cloth cap, cloth clothes and cloth shoes.

    "Layman, excuse me." Xiang Que clasped his hands together, bowed respectfully and said to the middle-aged man on the boulder, "Passing by, excuse me to drink water"

    The middle-aged man slowly opened his cloudy eyes, walked down from the boulder, led Xiang Que into the thatched hut, and then asked, "It's getting dark, it's a bit late for you to enter the mountain at this time, there's not much time in the mountain at night."  too safe¡±

    Xiang Que said: "The layman is kind, my home is in the mountains"

    A layman is a hermit in Zhongnan Mountain. Over the years, every time Xiang Que encounters this kind of hermit who hides deep in the mountain, he will be extremely respectful and respectful.

    The hermits in Zhongnan Mountain are slightly similar to the ascetic monks. The difference is that the ascetic monks practice asceticism all over the world, while the hermits just live in one place and practice asceticism. But both have one thing in common, that is, these people have great perseverance, tenacity, self-improvement, and avoid the world.  Avoiding vulgarity, you can say that they only live in their own world, but it is undeniable that they live far more carefree and comfortable than most people.

    It is said that there are nearly 5,000 ascetic hermits living in the entire Zhongnan Mountain. These hermits have little contact with the outside world and live a life that is the same every day. They are far away from the city, and they are close to the mountains and the breeze.

    For these hermits, others laugh at them as crazy, but he laughs at others for not being able to see through.

    After drinking two bowls of water in the thatched hut, Xiang Que set off again. After turning over two hills, a deep mountain depression appeared in front of him, and the shadow of a village under the mountain depression was looming.?? Most of them have already turned off their lights and went to bed, only a few people still have dim lights on.

    Gujing Village, a small village next to the Gujing Temple, has 81 households. It has been like this for thousands of years. If there is one more household, they will be persuaded to leave. If there is one less household, they will be born again. They have been faithful for thousands of years.  Fulfilling the ancient teachings of Gujing Village that have never changed.

    "Boom, boom, boom" Xiang Que walked outside a house with lights on, and knocked on the courtyard door. Not long after, a farmer's greeting came from the courtyard: "Who is it?"

    "Wang Erniang, it's me," Xiang Que replied.

    "Tap Tat Tat, Tat Tat Tat" There were footsteps coming from the courtyard. Not long after, an old woman opened the courtyard door, looked at Xiang Que in a little surprise and asked, "Xiang Que? Didn't you leave the mountain?"

    "Come back and have a look, stay for a few days before leaving." Xiang Que said with a smile: "I just came back, I haven't eaten yet, there must be nothing to eat in the temple, Er Niang, do you still have leftovers at home?"

    "Yes, I will warm up the steamed buns and soup for you"

    "okay"

    After a brief meal at the villagers' house, he bid farewell to Que and went to the small hill in the center of the village in front of him. On the hill was a dilapidated Taoist temple quietly sitting on it.

    Outside the ancient well, the two vermilion gates leaned aside, and the courtyard wall collapsed. From the outside, this place is a dilapidated Taoist temple. There are no fireworks and no worshippers. No one even knows that there is a temple in the deep depression of Zhongnan Mountain.  A Taoist temple named Gujing.

    The dim candlelight flickered in the main hall of the Taoist temple, and the autumn wind blowing in from outside made the fire flicker but never extinguished. For more than ten years, decades, the burning candlelight in the main hall has never been extinguished once.

    "Tap Tat Tat"

    Passing through the courtyard gate that fell to one side, stepping on the uneven floor tiles, Xiang Que walked into the main hall of Gujing Temple. Against the backdrop of the four ancient bronze lamps and candles in the hall, a figure fell on the futon and dozed off.

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