But just when Nie Xiaoqing always pestered Zhang Zichen, she suddenly lost consciousness.

Zhang Zichen hugged Nie Xiaoqing, carefully placed her on the bed, and then covered her with a quilt.

Zhang Zichen looked at Nie Xiaoqing who fainted and smiled bitterly: "Xiaoqing, you are still young and have your own happiness. I can't destroy your happiness."

Nie Xiaoqing is indeed a good girl, but Zhang Zichen cannot possess him for his own selfish desires, otherwise, Zhang Zichen will be worse than a beast.

Afterwards, Zhang Zichen ran out of his room as fast as possible.

Damn it! I haven’t experienced any incidents between men and women for many years, this time I almost couldn’t control it!

After walking out of the room, Zhang Zichen came to the yard.

In the middle of the night, there was no one around and no one outside.

So, Zhang Zichen turned into a black shadow and flew towards the back mountain.

Arriving at the back mountain of Longhu Taoist Temple, Zhang Zichen suppressed his desire and began to punch.

Only by boxing can Zhang Zichen forget these things.

Huhuhu--

After a while, a strong wind broke out in the back mountain.

Zhang Zichen's fists were like a storm, destroying the entire forest completely.

After two hours of Fuxi Bagua Fist, Zhang Zichen's mood slowly calmed down.

Afterwards, Zhang Zichen sat directly on the ground and closed his eyes and meditated.

Until the next morning, in the Dragon and Tiger Taoist Temple, Zhang Zichen's room.

Nie Xiaoqing slowly woke up from her sleep, and she suddenly sat up. The thin quilt slid off her body, revealing her perfect bust.

"Damn Zhang Zichen, he actually made me unconscious yesterday. Where did he run away by himself?"

Thinking of his head ache last night, Nie Xiaoqing understood what was going on.

Nie Xiaoqing muttered in a low voice, kicking the quilt away, revealing her entire body.

The fiery red rose thorned two inches below Nie Xiaoqing's navel, attracting others' attention.

Then, Nie Xiaoqing found clothes on the bed and slowly put them on one by one from the inside to the outside.

After putting on his clothes, Nie Xiaoqing walked out of the room.

She secretly glanced around her. Except for someone cooking in the kitchen, there was no one in the yard.

So, while no one was paying attention, Nie Xiaoqing secretly ran into the lobby and entered the dragon vein diagram.

Not long after Nie Xiaoqing left, Zhang Zichen returned from the back mountain.

As soon as he walked into the yard, a thirteen-year-old girl appeared in front of Zhang Zichen.

This quirky girl is Zhang Cailing. She smiled and said, "Uncle San, what did you do last night?"

Zhang Zichen was stunned. Did Xiao Cailing know about Nie Xiaoqing running into the room last night?

Thinking of this, Zhang Cailing asked again: "Uncle San, you have such a high cultivation level. Did you get up so early and go to the back mountain to practice boxing?"

Zhang Zichen breathed a long sigh, and it turned out that the incident that happened last night was not revealed.

But what are you afraid of?

Last night... Last night he and Nie Xiaoqing, nothing happened.

Zhang Zichen immediately smiled and said, "That's right, Uncle San has this habit. If he doesn't practice the piano and fist every day, his bones will be uncomfortable. So I got up early in the morning and had finished practicing fist before coming back."

"Uncle San is really hardworking, and his cultivation is so high that he still needs to practice boxing." Zhang Cailing praised.

"Haha!" Zhang Zichen smiled awkwardly, "By the way, Cai Ling, is the breakfast ready? Uncle San is a little hungry."

"It's ready. My mother asked me to get up for breakfast just now." After that, Zhang Cailing pulled Zhang Zichen into the kitchen.

Now, in the Dragon and Tiger Taoist Temple, except for Zhang Shouqing's family of three, there are only Mo Qian and Luo Xiaotong and his wife. The rest returned to the spiritual vein again and quietly practiced.

"Cai Ling, don't you need to repair it?" Zhang Zichen asked on the dining table.

"I don't need it. Generally speaking, I go to class from Monday to Friday, and I only go in to practice on Saturday and Sunday." Zhang Cailing said with a smile.

"Then you are such a genius!" Zhang Zichen sighed, "At a young age, it is very difficult to reach the late stage of foundation building when practicing for two days a week."

"Uncle Xie San praised him!" Zhang Cailing pretended to be an adult, which made Zhao Yating, who was still busy, smile bitterly.

Zhao Yating cursed: "You kid, you are not old or young, do you want to be beaten?"

Zhang Cailing flashed her big eyes and said, "Mom, it's okay. Uncle San is an open young man. By the way, mom, will you let Uncle San take me to school later?"

Zhao Yating shook her head and said, "No, Uncle San just came back and is going to Dijing to do business tomorrow. Don't disturb him and let him be quiet for two days."

But at this time, Zhang Zichen interrupted: "Master's wife, I have been away from Hongcheng No. 1 Middle School for thirteen years now, right?"

Zhao Yating raised her head, thought for a while, and said, "When you dropped out of school, I happened to be pregnant with Cailing. Cailing is now over thirteen years old, which means that you have been leaving school for thirteen years."

"Well! That's right!" Zhang Zichen smiled, "I have been away from my alma mater for thirteen years. I just want to go back and have a look today. By the way, I will also send Cailing to school."

Like Zhang Zichen, Zhang Cailing is born with a smart mind and has long been the top student at Hongcheng No. 1 Middle School.

So while there was time, Zhang Zichen wanted to return to his alma mater and see the current situation.

Hongcheng No. 1 Middle School, I have been away for thirteen years, are you okay?

For some reason, Zhang Zichen felt like time was flies.

After breakfast, Zhang Zichen pushed a motorcycle and carried Zhang Cailing, and hurriedly set off the road.

This is a new style of women's motorcycle. The old antique was left at home and was rusty and could not be ridden anymore.

When Zhang Zichen remembered the old motorcycle before, he smiled bitterly.

Zhang Cailing sat behind, hugged Zhang Zichen, and asked, "Uncle San, why are you laughing at?"

Zhang Zichen chuckled and said, "Cai Ling, you don't know how stingy the master is. He is just that old motorcycle, and he has been reluctant to change it..."

While riding a motorcycle, Zhang Zichen talked about interesting stories about him when he was a child.

Of course, these interesting stories are unrelated to Zhang Shouqing.

These interesting things made Zhang Cailing laugh: "My dad, he is such a stingy person!"

Under the amusedness of Zhang Zichen and Zhang Cailing, they soon arrived in Hongcheng County.

After passing Hongcheng No. 1 Middle School, you have to pass by a twenty-story building.

This place used to be called Hongcheng International Hotel.

Zhang Zichen remembers that there was a girl named Liu Yi who committed suicide by jumping off the building here.

Zhang Zichen still remembers that the two murderers who forced this girl to death were both Zhang Zichen's classmates.

One of them is called Xie Hongjun and the other is called Cao Xi.

In a blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed, and the past is like the wind, time is so fast.

Today, this twenty-story building is already a huge hotel.

But this hotel is no longer the original owner.

Passing here, Zhang Zichen recalled the past.

Then, he rode a motorcycle and carried Zhang Cailing toward Hongcheng No. 1 Middle School.

In the past seven years, Mo Qian and Luo Xiaotong have also grown a lot older, and Zhang Zichen sighed.

All of this is blamed on myself. I didn’t go to find Sister Mo, which made the two elders worry so much.

"Aunt Luo, you just came to me, is there something wrong?" Zhang Zichen asked.

"Yes!" Luo Xiaotong said a little embarrassedly, "Zi Chen, over the years, you, Uncle Mo and I have already learned about the matter of practicing Taoism. And Feifei was captured and brought into heaven, your master also told us."

Zhang Zichen really didn't know how to tell the two elders about Mo Yifei's entry into the heavenly world. Now that the master has replaced him and told the truth, Zhang Zichen also felt that his heart had fallen to the ground.

"Aunt Luo, I'm sorry, it's my fault. I didn't take good care of Sister Mo." Zhang Zichen's eyes showed a hint of self-blame.

But Luo Xiaotong said: "Zi Chen, we are not blaming you, but Feifei is our only daughter. We have been thinking about it over the years. No matter where Feifei goes or what happened, we have made the worst plans."

As he spoke, Luo Xiaotong actually started to cry: "Zichen, we know that Feifei may be really in danger. But no matter how she said, she is our only daughter, so no matter how Feifei is, I want to see her for the last time. No matter whether Feifei is alive or dead, we all want to see her for the last time. Even if the one who appears in front of us is Feifei's pile of bones, we will recognize it."

After hearing these words, Zhang Zichen felt even more guilty.

Yes! If Mo Yifei didn't meet her, she wouldn't get pregnant.

As long as Mo Yifei is not pregnant, she will not have to suffer so many sins over the years.

So all of this is my fault.

Zhang Zichen whispered: "Don't worry, Aunt Luo, I have never given up looking for Sister Mo over the years. But it's too difficult to go to heaven. Don't worry, I will work hard in a while. I will take you to heaven and find Sister Mo. We have to meet people alive and die, okay?"

After hearing that they were able to enter the heaven soon and go to find Mo Yifei together, Luo Xiaotong and Mo Qian and his wife were so excited that they burst into tears.

Two elders, thank you for your hard work.

Zhang Zichen's eyes turned red and she even cried.
To be continued...