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    Mo Shenshen saw that it was time for his performance, and he didn't care whether he was offending Zhang Qiaoshi, and hurriedly said: "Senior Mu entrusted this junior to take care of the Zhang family, and he also revealed some things to this junior."

    Then, he recounted everything that Mu Xuan told him when he appeared, and of course he didn't forget to mention Mu Xuan's birth from the holy sect, her cultivation level, her affection and so on.

    After hearing this, Qiao Jue remained silent.

    Mu Xuan entered the Holy Gate and built a foundation. He has a bright future, so he is naturally happy.  Although I don't understand how Yi Muxuan's useless spirit root did this, it must have suffered a lot.  It's a pity that he and her passed by just like that. Mu Xuan traveled around and her whereabouts were uncertain. It was very difficult to meet her.

    However, for Qiao Jue, being able to think of these relatives and friends, and knowing that they are all well, what is more important than this.  It's enough to live well.

    Qiao Jue sighed insignificantly, and left again.  Looking at the direction where Qiao Jue disappeared in the sky, Zhang Qiaoshi suddenly felt urgent when he thought of his nephew's abnormal reaction just now.

    She hastily took the Divine Consciousness Card left by Mu Xuan, wrapped it up in a precious and hidden place, and directed the coachman to drive the carriage towards Qingshui Town.

    Zhang Shoushan was also walking with him, seeing his wife tightly hugging a small bundle, his slightly sad face was now full of smiles, and he asked in surprise, "What's wrong with you, you cry and laugh for a while?"  He was really worried that his wife would not be able to handle such a happy event and would become insane.

    Zhang Qiaoshi glared at him, and said angrily, "I'm happy for Jue'er. You said that the girl from the Mu family happened to leave such a sign, and Jue'er came back. Is it God's will? I think Jue'er also cares."  That girl, they are not ordinary people, they are a perfect match!"

    When Zhang Shoushan heard that she was thinking of this idea, he hurriedly covered her mouth in a panic, and said in a low voice, "You are crazy, you dare to plot against an immortal teacher? That's all for Jue'er, my nephew doesn't care about it, but Wan  What if you anger Master Muxian? I heard Taoist priest Song say that many ascetics abandon love and love in order to become immortals.  !"

    Zhang Qiaoshi was quite frightened by his words, as if she was afraid of being heard by Mu Xuan, she lowered her voice and said: "This I don't mean to ruin the great career of the immortal master, but I just think that they have known each other since childhood.  They are friends, and they both care about each other, so they moved their minds. Who knew it would be so complicated, alas, forget it, children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and it is good that Jue'er can come back safely, and the rest will follow themselves  Bar."

    The carriage fell into silence for a moment.  Zhang Shoushan knew that his wife was shocked by what he said, and he would not do anything reckless, so he was a little relieved, and shouted at the driver outside to speed up, and drove quickly to Qingshui Town.

    Qiao Jue activated his spiritual power Yujian to fly, and in less than a quarter of an hour, he had already reached the sky above Qingshui Town, and landed directly in front of Qiao's house.  This situation was not small, and it alarmed many idlers in the town.

    They all knew that Qiao Jue had gone to learn art from an immortal, and seeing someone flying down from the sky, which only an immortal could do, no matter who they saw clearly, they all exclaimed: "Master Qiao is back!"  While shouting, he ran towards Qiao's house, and came to watch the excitement.

    Since Qiao Jue left, Master Qiao survived the first three years, but later all kinds of rumors spread all over the sky, saying that Qiao Jue was gone, and Master Qiao also cried a few times.

    He only had such a son when he was over 30 years old, and his wife passed away early. All his hopes and efforts were placed on this son, and he only hoped that he would become famous and honor his ancestors.  Later, when he got the opportunity that everyone envied, Qiao Jue became the apprentice of the immortal. After repeated hesitation, Master Qiao finally sent his precious son there, but he didn't expect to hear from him as soon as he went.

    Over the years, Mr. Qiao has been thinking about his son who does not know whether he is alive or dead, and thinking about his late wife. His spirit is not as good as the day before. The shrewd businessman in the past gradually became a little trance.  Most of the people in the town were kind, but apart from sighing, they couldn't help at all. They could only watch Master Qiao haggard day by day.

    Qiao Jue went straight to the account room. He knew that his father loved money, and his favorite place to stay was the account room.  When I broke into the account room, there was only one guy who was dialing the abacus. He was startled and asked who it was.  Qiao Jue didn't answer, turned around and left, not far away he ran into the old servant of Qiao's family, Uncle Zeng.

    Uncle Zeng is old and his hair is gray.  Ordinarily, he had worked hard for the family all his life, and it was time for him to take care of his life, but the young master disappeared and the master was depressed.

    Seeing the young people rushing from far and near, Zeng Shu squinted his presbyopia to recognize it, shook his head and said: "These young people are too young.It's rude.  If you want me to say, the master should set up rules, otherwise they will all be against the heavens"

    While he was muttering, Qiao Jue had rushed over, grabbed his shoulder, and said anxiously, "Grandpa Zeng, where is my father? Where is he?"

    Uncle Zeng was dizzy from being shaken by him, and said dissatisfiedly: "Oh, take it easy, my old bones can't stand such a toss. The master is sick and lying in the room."

    As soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Jue had already rushed out.  Uncle Zeng was suddenly released by him, and he staggered before he stabilized. Frowning his white eyebrows, he scolded: "This brat¡ªyou are in a hurry to see your father, but you can't Eh, his father is the master? The man just now  who is it?"

    Uncle Zeng's cloudy old eyes suddenly shone brightly, who else could call him Grandpa Zeng besides Young Master?  Uncle Zeng was stunned for a moment, regained his composure, and shouted: "The master is overjoyed! The young master is back, really back!" He chased the past with big and steady steps, without any signs of aging, he was walking like flying.

    Master Qiao lay down sleepily, repeating what he did every day - blaming himself.  If Qiao Jue hadn't agreed to study art back then, he would be full of children and grandchildren now, which is not as desolate as it is now.

    When Qiao Jue broke in, he saw his father was leaning on the pillow in a daze, and he didn't even notice that he came in.  Although the room was a bit dark, his eyesight was so good that he could see the old father's gray temple hair and deep and shallow wrinkles all at once.

    "Father!" Qiao Jue burst into tears, deeply blaming himself for his unfilial piety, knelt down at the door, and walked to the bed alternately on his knees.

    Master Qiao woke up startled, and was very puzzled by the person who suddenly appeared and called him "Father". When he saw Qiao Jue's face covered with tears, he suddenly felt a sense of blood in his heart, and then he trembled and said uncontrollably.  He asked incredulously, "Youyou are Jue'er?"

    Qiao Jue broke down in tears, kowtowed his head non-stop, pleading guilty: "It's the child's unfilial piety that made Dad worry about it for so many years." (Remember this site's website: www.hlnovel.com
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