Putian Xuankong Temple, after Cao Shanjun rushed back, Master Mingwu listened to what happened in Xishan, and rarely showed a thoughtful and frowning expression.
"Master, do you think Xiang Que is dead or alive?"
Mingwu said: "He is dead, what about Dizang?"
"Shua" Cao Shanjun looked confused, he found that he and Wang Xuanzhen had been ignoring this problem all the time in the middle of the game, yes, what if Xiang Quezhen lost his soul and disappeared, what would Jizo do? Can Dizang die?
"Then, then, what were you thinking about just now?"
Master Mingwu said: "I was thinking, where can others be?"
Xiang Que's death did not cause the slightest disturbance, at least in recent months, only a few people knew about his death.
A month later, the top of Xishan Mountain was covered by two heavy snowfalls, and the traces of the thunderstorm were completely covered up. The newly erected tomb became a snow bag. The pile of cards was covered with snow, covering up the few writings.
It seems that only here can it be confirmed that Xiang Que, who has caused waves in the Feng Shui Yin-Yang world, has once been in this world.
At this time, it is approaching the end of the new year, and there are two days until the New Year's Eve.
This year, many people are having a hard time.
On the twenty-ninth day of the new year, in a remote teahouse in Qufu, Chen Xia was sitting opposite Wang Kunlun, who looked tired and vicissitudes, and had a stubble. They didn't finish their cup of coffee, Kong Dejing walked into the cafe with the child in her arms.
Chen Xia stood up first, and his eyes fell on Wan Wan's body first. The little guy was wrapped into a rice dumpling, only a pair of eyes were exposed, and his whole body was tightly covered.
Chen Xia withdrew her eyes and glanced at the other party, and she understood at this moment that this was a woman who fell under Xiang Que's bowed legs again.
Why do you say again?
Chen Xia smiled helplessly in her heart, this ordinary man who can no longer be ordinary has such an extraordinary experience, there are bound to be too many women falling for him.
"Hello, I'm Xia Chen"
"Kong Dejing"
Holding hands, this is the first time that Kong Dejing and Chen Xia met. There was no spark, nor was there any smell of gunpowder.
Wang Kunlun picked up a cigarette from the table, took out one and stuffed it into his mouth: "You talk, I'll go out and smoke a cigarette"
The two sat opposite each other, Kong Dejing took out a blanket and spread it on the stool beside her, and then wanted to put the child on it, Chen Xia stretched out her hand and said, "Give me a hug, is that okay?"
Kong Dejing was stunned for a moment, then handed the child over, and said with a smile: "It's actually more suitable for you to hold her than me. Maybe she will have to call you mother in the future. After all, it is impossible for this child to grow up when he is sensible. without parents"
Chen Xia took the child and looked down for a few times. The child who is over one year old now has a somewhat similar eyebrow to Xiang Que. If you have to bring the two together, it is indeed a pair There is no doubt about the father and daughter.
"Although this child has to call me mom, she has to be closest to you." Chen Xia teased the child with her fingers, and Xiang Que's sentence before he died, that if I don't go to hell, whoever will, let the fate of the fortune turn around in an instant. At this time, the child has recovered a lot of vitality, but it still looks like a normal child. The complexion and spirit of the child have changed a lot.
"Shewhy is she so sick?"
Kong Dejing explained: "This child's numerology has a problem, and he will be in this situation almost all his life."
Chen Xia understood, and Xiang Que mentioned it to her once before, but she didn't have any concept about it.
Kong Dejing took the initiative to pick up the coffee pot to fill Chen Xia's cup, then held the cup in both hands and asked in a low voice: "Has there been no news from him?"
"No"
"Then what do you do?" Kong Dejing then asked.
Chen Xia said in surprise: "What should I do?"
"If there is no news about him, if he never shows up, if he is alive or dead"
Chen Xia said very peacefully: "Wait, wait until he appears"
Kong Dejing continued to ask unwillingly: "Is this still a head? Can you wait until you are old?"
Kong Dejing suddenly thought selfishly, maybe what she wants to hear most from the other party is, I will wait for a few more years and if he still doesn't show up, then I will be doing my best. There is nothing wrong with it,Yu Qiuyang joined the Tao a year ago.
Immediately, there was an uproar in the feng shui yin and yang circles, Gujing Temple has one door and two ways?
Qing Xuzi, Chen Mingyin, Zuo Dao and the others were speechless. Gujingguan Yu Qiuyang and Zhu Chungang, who can compare?
They didn't attain enlightenment alone and ascend to heaven, but the two of them joined together and went forward indomitably!
Another year passed, and still no one from Gujing Temple showed up, and the wave of Yu Qiuyang and Zhu Chungang's union gradually passed away.
And that name, Xiang Que, who was once famous in the world of feng shui yin and yang, gradually faded away.
It has been two years, and the name Xiang Que seems to have become a legend in the Feng Shui Yin-Yang world, few people mention it anymore, only Chen Xia, Kong Dejing, Wang Kunlun and Wang Xuanzhen miss him from time to time.
In two years, things have changed.
Time back to two years ago.
"Where am I? Where" After the hoarse voice, he opened his eyes, and what he saw was a scene of birds singing and flowers blooming in spring.
"The underworld is not like this No, no, no Didn't I lose my soul?"
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