Shui Xin decided not to despise Hu Qing's shortcomings in Buddha nature anymore because he felt crushed by the weapon refining industry.
Respect each other and let each other go.
He pressed his head. He felt uncomfortable wearing the hood for too long, so he said goodbye decisively: "I have to go and deliver retribution."
Hu Qing said: "Let's go, you should be busy with your career long ago."
Question: "Do you still have money?"
Shui Xin was moved: "My sister should be nice to me. If you agree, let me bring my good nephew with me."
Hu Qing: "Go and ask him."
Of course Hu Huahua refuses. Following her mother is happiness, but following a monk? You will suffer the consequences.
Shui Xin is helpless, and children are not easy to deceive.
Hu Qing asked him: "What have you been doing these days?"
Shui Xin laughed: "Some transactions that cannot be made explicit."
Hu Qing stopped asking: "Come home when you have time."
Shui Xin said, "When I have news about the spiritual fire, I will let you know. Please stop using fire indiscriminately."
Hu Qing said he knew.
Shui Xin called to Hu Zhuzhu, but Hu Zhuzhu was unwilling to do so.
Hu Huahua chased him away: "I will go back when I should. You haven't grown a single thunder feather. Follow him and practice hard."
Shui Xin: "Not polite, who is he? Call him uncle."
Hu Huahua glanced at Hu Qing and called her uncle.
Shui Xin: "Oh my, I really can't bear to leave you - you guys."
Hu Qing rolled his eyes, but there was no need to take me with him.
When Xiang Xiang was sent outside the city gate, Shui Xin waved his hand and left coolly, taking Hu Zhuzhu's stupid bird with him.
Hu Qing stood for a long time watching their backs disappear, and said to Hu Huahua: "Hu Zhuzhu is so pitiful, he is going to become a vegetarian again."
Hu Huahua said: "Mom, don't pity him, he can catch food by himself. Mom, when I grow up, let's go to Yunjingtian together."
"Okay." Hu Qing agreed, and then asked: "How old do you think you are grown up?"
"Uh, one hundred years? Five hundred years? Or a thousand years?" Hu Huahua herself was not sure.
Hu Qing was expressionless: "Is it so different? Is there any standard for growing up?"
Hu Huahua scratched her ears: "Grow up into a big man."
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Since he was one year old, he seems to have not grown at all.
Calcium supplement?
When Hu Qing returned home, Hu Zhuo ran over and said, "Sister, Manager Jiang from Baicao Pavilion came to see you just now. He walked in front and you came in behind."
Hu Qing was surprised, Manager Jiang came to see her? Can't she just hand out paper cranes? Why did she come to the door in person? Is there something important?
Hu Zhuo: "He didn't say anything. But I saw that he was very anxious and very sad."
Hu Qing thought for a moment and went to Baicao Pavilion in case he wasn't there? Then he sent out paper cranes.
Zhihe didn't come back for a while, so Hu Qing waited patiently until Zhihe and Manager Jiang came together.
"Sister, I'm begging you with all my shame." Manager Jiang wiped the sweat from his head before he entered the door and spoke first.
Hu Qing was surprised and begged himself?
"What's the matter? Are you in need of some special magic weapon? Or do you need my help picking some medicine? Or are you missing some spiritual stones?"
As Hu Qing spoke, he led him to the living room behind the screen wall and motioned for Hu Zhuo to pour some water.
Manager Jiang smiled bitterly: "None of them. I'm asking for a favor from you."
He took the tea from Hu Zhuo's hand, nodded to him, raised his head and drank it all, swallowing the few tea leaves in it.
Hu Qing was even more surprised, human feelings? Suddenly.
"Baicao Pavilion is having trouble with Chaohua Sect?"
Manager Jiang smiled bitterly: "If it's official business, it's not my little steward's turn to worry about it. It's my useless little son."
Hu Qing made a sound, confused.
Is Guanshi Jiang’s youngest son the one born ten years ago? Or was he born again later? It’s a child, right?
Manager Jiang: "My youngest son was very naughty. He ran to Qianji Pavilion and was detained."
Hu Qing was stunned: "A child, Qianji Pavilion - that's not enough, right? Me, I am familiar with Qianji Pavilion - I might as well be familiar with Baicao Pavilion."
Seeing him staring in worry, he quickly poured him some water: "Don't worry, speak slowly, I will definitely help you if I can."
"Oh, that's what happened." Manager Jiang was so anxious that he groped his hands on the table: "A branch of Qianji Pavilion has come to Baopingfang, do you know about this?"
Hu Qingqing said: "Yes, there is such a thing."
Manager Jiang patted the table and said, "The branch master inside is a ghost cultivator."
Hu Qing blinked: "Ah."
Manager Jiang: "How many people have never seen ghost cultivators. So many people come to see them because of this."
"Oh." Hu Qing nodded, understanding, and said, "Children are afraid of ghosts, so you haven't taken good care of your children."
Manager Jiang's face turned pale and he looked angry.
"There is also the matter of neighbors here. A family has bad neighbors, and the family is unlucky. The family is unlucky. To make a long story short, in short, my son was kidnapped. Unluckily enough, he happened to encounter a fight in Qianji Pavilion and was detained by others."
Hu Qing frowned: "A child - the dignified branch master can't get along with a child?"
"Ghost cultivator, ghost cultivator! It's hard to guess the mind of a ghost cultivator. You said my youngest son is only five years old. What can he know? Even if he makes trouble, what can he do? He just got implicated."
Ah, five years old.
Hu Qing said: "Old Jiang, you have another child, why didn't I listen to you? You are too polite. It's a full moon and one year old. Our friendship must be a gift."
Although these words were inappropriate, she couldn't help it. With Lao Jiang's physical strength - Jiang was indeed very old, and he had grown his family without even realizing it.
Manager Jiang: "Ahem, I have too many children, so I don't care about this anymore - you don't know, it is difficult to support a family with so many children, there are so many mouths waiting for food -"
He couldn't help but say something sad.
Hu Qingxin said, I understand, I understand so much.
Manager Jiang sighed and said anxiously: "The Qianji Pavilion is now closed, and no one knows what's going on inside. It's a ghost cultivator, and ghosts' thoughts are unpredictable. My son is only five years old - Hu Qing,
Can you contact the people from the Chaohua Sect? The Chaohua Sect has great reputation. I don’t ask for my son back. I just ask for a chance to explain, or what conditions or requirements the branch master has.
He has to tell the adults, right? What does a child know?"
Hu Qing: "Yes, yes, Lao Jiang, you didn't hide anything else from me, right?"
"What am I hiding from you? I don't know anything about this. My son is a Taoist, but he is not bad, and he is not that courageous. I just want someone to tell me what happened. We should apologize and compensate.
compensation."
Manager Jiang was so anxious that he looked around: "My brother has had some connections with Huazong in the past few years, but they were all with the outer sect. I have already looked for him, including the mission hall and the escort team, but Qianji Pavilion didn't pay attention to him at all.
I wonder if the portion is not enough. Sister, you are the only one I can count on."
When Hu Qing heard this, he felt something was wrong: "You don't even give face to the Chaohua Zong mission hall and the escort team? Is Qianji Pavilion still closed? What kind of sealing method? How did the matter become such a big deal? Who is causing trouble inside?"
She held the communication jade in her hand: "I'm going to ask, and you have to explain it to me clearly."
