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Chapter 420 Jian Xiaoxiao¡¯s Tomb!

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    Zhang Chuchu raised his head and glanced at him, a little surprised and confused. Qin Jie didn't notice it himself, even if he did.  He would also think that this was because he was too familiar with the map that his senior brother drew for him before leaving. He probably would not have thought that this was because in the depths of his spiritual ocean, the remaining consciousness of the Lotus World  The fragments provide guidance in the dark.  Walking to the northwest of Tallinn, he saw a tomb beside a moss-covered stone tower. This tomb was very ordinary and unremarkable.  However, in the tower forest where Taixu Temple enshrines the remains of Taoist predecessors, a very ordinary tomb appeared. It was very eye-catching and had a faint smell of extraordinary.  Qin Jie took Zhang Chuchu's hand and walked to the tomb. He noticed that there were some moss marks on the tomb, but it looked very clean. Someone should come and take care of it from time to time. He was quite satisfied and had a better impression of the Taoist priest in the temple.  a bit.  He bowed deeply to the tomb.  There was no tombstone in this tomb, but he knew who was buried in it.  Buried in the tomb is a young woman.  At least when she died, the woman was still very young. She was once the best dancer in the world and had a very simple name.  Buried in this tomb is Jian Xiaoxiao.  The fianc¨¦e of Qingmengzhai¡¯s junior uncle.  "If she hadn't been killed by Lotus World back then, then she would have been my miscarriage and she would still be alive now. She even had several children with her. The youngest among them would have snatched the glorious position of my junior brother and then married Bai Bai.  Wu Xiu competes for the honor of being the most talented person." Looking at the tomb that was often cleaned, but no one had visited it for many years, Qin Jie smiled with mixed emotions and whispered: "There will be many more in Qingmengzhai.  Ancestor, but there are already many ancestors in Qingmengzhai, and I guess the teacher doesn¡¯t mind adding a few more.¡± Zhang Chuchu knelt down and reached out to pick off a fallen leaf that floated on the tomb last night. She didn¡¯t know what she was thinking about at this time.  What, I felt a little cold, and I subconsciously tightened the collar of my fur coat.  Qin Jie lifted her up and held her in his arms. He looked at the tomb in front of him and thought about the beautiful woman in the tomb who once danced her Taoist heart in front of Taixu Temple. She died so miserably in the end. He couldn't help but feel sad.  touched.  "Logically, as a disciple of Qingmengzhai, I should hate Lianshiji very much. Even if I have a cold nature and have never been harmed by Lianshiji, but have inherited some of his benefits, so I cannot feel hatred. As a general, I  The only survivor of the murder in the mansion, why can¡¯t you even hate your teacher now?¡± Zhang Chuchu¡¯s teacher was the former general manager Xie Junyuan. Qin Jie spent the first half of his life full of despair and abnormal desire for revenge, and he had to owe it to this man.  At this time, he said that he did not hate that person.  "Even Yang Haoyu, I don't hate him very much now, or it's hard to think of this person." He frowned and kept thinking, murmuring: "Am I really so cold-blooded?" "It's not because of being cold-blooded.  , but because they are all dead." Zhang Chuchu nestled in his arms, looked at the tomb, and said: "All things will disappear with death. Hating someone and liking someone, no matter how strong they are, will gradually fade away.  Forget." Qin Jie knew what she wanted to say, but he didn't want to hear it.  After Zhang Chuchu began to practice the Taoist magic of the Shinhwa Group, the cold air in his body felt like the thin snow on a spring day. Qin Jie thought that he was completely healed. However, who would have thought that Zhang Chuchu would suddenly fall ill again.  And being so sick seems more dangerous than the times when I was a child.  The shadow hidden deep in Qin Jie's heart resurfaced again. During the journey, he thought hard and worried. Even if his husband couldn't cure Zhang Chuchu's disease, could Taixu Guan really cure it?  Is Zhang Chuchu¡¯s illness really just an illness, or is there a cold future waiting for the two of them?  Because of these psychological shadows, Qin Jie has never discussed that matter with Zhang Chuchu since she was very young. At this time, Zhang Chuchu seemed to want to say something, but he didn't want to hear it.  But he didn¡¯t want to hear it, Zhang Chuchu wanted to say it.  "Brother Jie, do you know why I've been staring at you a lot lately?" For some reason, Zhang Chuchu started calling him Brother Jie again.  Qin Jie smiled and said: "Because your brother Jie is good-looking." "You are not the Yun Zhengming you used to be. You are worth staring at." Qin Jie was slightly angry and said: "I told you not to do it.  Mention this matter." Zhang Chuchu knew that he was pretending to be angry to cover up something, and said softly: "You know the reason." Qin Jie knew the reason, but refused to say it. At this time, he looked like a angry person.  The little boy is stubborn, naive, childish and irritable.  Or it¡¯s easy to cryAt this time, Zhang Chuchu was like a gentle and sensible big sister. She looked at him quietly and said in a gentle voice: "I'm worried that I will never see you again after I die." Finally from her mouth  Heard that word.  Qin Jie's body trembled slightly.  Zhang Chuchu looked at the tomb in front of the two of them and asked with some curiosity: "Where do people go after they die? Whether they turn into ashes or rot, they are all sealed by stone bricks, but is that still me?" Qin Jie  She didn't want her to stay in this mood for a long time, because this kind of mood or thinking was very unhealthy for a seriously ill person, so she wanted to change the topic, but she couldn't.  "Some people say that death is nothingness. There is a saying that after death, you will go to the underworld." "I would rather go to the underworld." Zhang Chuchu looked at him and said seriously: "The underworld sounds scary, but I can wait for you there.  " Qin Jie looked at her pale little face, untied his coat, put it on her shoulders, and whispered: "People in the underworld will forget things in this world, and you won't remember me then, so don't  Go." "What does it feel like to die?" Zhang Chuchu looked at him and asked, with no emotion of sadness or fear on his face.  Just curious, like a child.  She is very thin and small. She is wearing Qin Jie's clothes. She looks like a child who stole an adult's clothes and wears them. She looks a little ridiculous, but she also rarely shows a cute feeling.  "Your face is a little pale from the cold. Come back quickly." Although the autumn mood is deep at this time, the surroundings in Taixu Observation are not very cold, and Zhang Chuchu's little face becomes a little pale.  Naturally, it was not the cold, but the cold air in her body that made her unstoppable.  Zhang Chuchu knew this very well. She stretched out her hands and handed them to Qin Jie.  Qin Jie was startled, his heart hurt for some reason, and he took a few puffs of warm air into her palm.  Zhang Chuchu withdrew her slightly warm little hands, caressed both sides of her cheeks, and said with some regret: "Since I am an ugly girl, I know that I am indeed born black. And you always say that one white can cover up all ugliness, so you always say  I wanted to make myself whiter. After arriving in Shenzhou City, I spent so much money on Chen Jinji's powder, but it was still in vain. Now that I am really white, it can't make you happy. " Qin Jie made her happy.  He hugged her tighter and said: "Whether it's black Chuchu or white Chuchu, as long as he can still be as greedy and fierce as before, then he is a good Zhang Chuchu who can make Brother Jie happy." Hearing this, Zhang Chuchu happily  He smiled, showing two white teeth, which was very cute.  Zhang Chuchu is very cute now, often cute.  That¡¯s because she didn¡¯t feel the need to act cute in front of Qin Jie before, and she didn¡¯t need to act cute in front of others, but now she wants Qin Jie to feel cute.  "You haven't answered my previous question." "What question?" "What does it feel like to die?" "I've never died. How do I know? Do you want me to dig up my little aunt from the grave and let her  Tell you?" Qin Jie said a tasteless joke, and then realized that it was not very funny. He looked down at a dead autumn insect in the grass under his feet, and said after a long silence: "Actually, I  I still know Death is a very uncomfortable thing, so don't die." Zhang Chuchu looked at him and said seriously: "Well, I will try not to die." Qin Jie touched her head and said.  : "Work hard together." In the mist-shrouded forest, a drop of water suddenly fell, and then several drops of water. The droplets were very thin, even as thin as powder, and fell on his face and  His eyes were slightly moist.  "Go back." Zhang Chuchu shook his head and said, "I want to go shopping again." "Your body can't be exposed to the rain now." Zhang Chuchu took off the umbrella from behind and said, "It's hard to even get wet in the rain." Qin Jie  He smiled, took the umbrella and opened it, holding her hand and walking towards the front hall of Taixu Temple.  It started to rain in Taixu Temple in the morning, and the mist gradually dissipated. The eaves and Taoist towers that were previously looming in the fog became clear, and the Tao Kingdom returned to the human world.  Qin Jie looked at the ancient temple in the gentle autumn rain and saw a Taoist statue on the top of the mountain behind the temple.  The material used for that Taoist statue should be some kind of precious white hard stone, and the carving is crude but smooth.  At this time, the rain fell on the quiet and peaceful face of the statue, like tears, adding a bit of compassion.  From such a distance, the face of the statue can still be seen clearly. You can imagine how huge this statue is.  It is easy for believers to look up at the mountain.??Create a feeling of worship and reverence.  He pointed to the giant road on the top of the mountain and said, "It is said that this is the Taoist ancestor who founded the Taoist sect." Zhang Chuchu glanced at him and asked, "Would you like to worship? You can do it here without going up the mountain." "The Taoist ancestor is the Taoist ancestor."  "Human, I am also a human being. Daozu has read the Mingzi scroll, and I have also read the Mingzi scroll. Why do you worship him?" There were faint sounds of people and wheels from the main hall. It was still early in the morning, and Taixu Temple would not receive them.  tourists. ? Then it must be an official envoy or a representative of the practicing sect who stayed in the temple like Qin Jie.  Qin Jie would not pay attention to these people and said: "Of course, if Taoist ancestors can really show up and cure your illness, why should I come to worship him for three days and three nights afterwards?" Suddenly a voice came from the main hall.  came.  "To ask Taozu for treatment, you need to be pious. Do you think Taozu is a doctor who can be found everywhere? If you are not sincere enough, even if Taozu can cure your wife's disease, he will not cure it."
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