On the Bogda Peak, a staggering figure stepped on the snow step by step. Every step he took seemed to have both feet weighing tens of thousands of pounds. He lifted one leg and paused for a moment before falling with great effort, and then lifted the other leg.
The legs fell down again with great effort, over and over again, again and again.
Gradually, the staggering figure walked towards the middle of Bogda Peak for a long time. The outline of a building loomed in front of his eyes. He took a long breath and seemed to feel a lot more relaxed. It seemed that the building in front of him was
His destination this time.
"Are you here yet?" The figure murmured, gently patting a baby in his arms.
Xiang Que entered the Tianshan Mountains and marched to Bogda Peak. He did not stop for more than ten hours and maintained an anxious marching speed. Such a high-intensity marching speed almost exhausted all his physical strength and energy. At this time, he did not fall down and was completely
They are all supported by a belief in their hearts.
"Plop!" When it seemed that he was about to reach the building, Xiang Que finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell down on the snow.
"Is there anyone? Is there anyone? Is there anyone? Is there anyone?" Xiang Que lay on the snow and hugged the child tightly in his arms. He kept repeating the same sentence and raised his head stubbornly.
, a double image appeared in front of my eyes, and my vision was blurred.
The voice is hoarse and desolate!
After a while, Xiang Que couldn't hold on anymore. His eyelids were so heavy that he seemed like he couldn't hold them up at all. Then soon, his eyes closed together and he fell asleep stiffly.
Wanwan, who was left in his arms, looked at him quietly with a pair of snow-white eyes blinking.
After a long time, two pretty figures appeared in front of the building on Bogda Peak, which was no more than a hundred meters away. They held brooms in their hands and swept the snow in front of the door. After sweeping for a while, they suddenly discovered that
There seemed to be a figure lying on the ground in the snow in the distance. The two walked over slightly surprised and saw a man sleeping on the snow with a baby in his arms.
I don't know how long it took, maybe one day? Two days? Only then did Xiang Que wake up from the coma with his heavy eyelids open. He opened his eyes blankly and tried hard to remember something. After a long time, he was shocked and started to use his hands randomly.
Start exploring.
"The child is okay, come here." A somewhat old voice came into Xiang Que's ears.
Xiang Que was stunned, and then turned his head stiffly. In front of him was a figure wearing a blue robe standing in front of the window, hands behind his back.
That back figure is very familiar, very familiar. Xiang Que has lived for more than twenty years, and more than ten of them have been spent with this back figure.
"Cough, cough, cough." Xiang Que coughed a few times, supported himself and stood up. After taking a few deep breaths, he gritted his teeth and said, "Where is it?"
"Wherever you came from, that's where you are now," the figure turned around and said calmly.
The old Taoist was wearing a very ordinary blue Taoist robe. The coarse cloth clothes were very inconspicuous, but at this moment, he felt like he was wearing an immortal style. His face was solemn, his hair was meticulously combed, and he did not mince words when he spoke.
With big yellow teeth, the whole person looks very energetic.
Emotion is indeed a good medicine. It can transform a tramp-like character into a little meat. How wonderful is this world?
Originally, I was a slovenly old man, but after I left Gujing Temple and came to Tianshan Mountain to look for the red sunset, my slovenly state disappeared, and I entered the ranks of idols, completely different from the previous one.
Xiang Que felt quite emotional, it turned out that the old Taoist really looked like that when he was clean.
"Poof!" After Xiang Que got up from the bed, he suddenly bent his knees and knelt on the ground. After a heavy kowtow, he buried his head on the ground and never raised his head again.
The old Taoist didn't stop him, he lowered his head and looked at Xiang Que quietly.
After a long time, the old Taoist sighed: "You have been studying in ancient wells for more than ten years, and you only knelt down when you first became a disciple. Have you knelt down since then?"
"Master..." Xiang Que's head drooped in his arms and he called softly, "The number of times you have called me master can only be counted on your hands. Let me count."
Xiang Que continued to droop his head and said in a hoarse voice: "Master, please save that child's life."
Why did Xiang Que use the word "Qiu"?
If Xiang Que is a matter of vital importance to his life, he doesn't need to open his mouth at all, let alone ask for help, because he is a member of Gujing Temple, and Gujing Temple will have to bear any problems he has, but don't look at it as his child.
, but it has nothing to do with Gujingguang. He has to use this word to ask for help if he wants the old man to come to his rescue.
It's not because the master and apprentice are unfamiliar with each other, but it's because Gujingguan has never had a habit of worrying about irrelevant people.
The old Taoist stretched out his finger and pointed at him, but hesitated to speak.
Xiang Que kowtowed heavily and said, "Master, save her life."
The old Taoist sighed and said: "Let's not talk about whether we can save it or not. I just want to ask you... Why do you have no beginning or end in doing things? You know how to do it but don't know how to deal with it. Trouble is coming and you have a headache.
No?"
Xiang Que gritted his teeth and said, "I can't help myself."
The old Taoist nodded at him speechlessly: "I'm convinced."
When the old Taoist saw Xiang Que and the child before, he was immediately shocked and fell to the ground. It has only been a few months since he saw him and he has disciples and grandchildren?
This speed is a little surprising!
"Tell me what's going on"
Xiang Que had nothing to hide from Lao Dao. From the moment he and Su Ho met in the Jiao Cave, to when he went to the United States after receiving the information, and then after he fell ill, he confessed everything to Lao Dao.
"I went to find the people in Zhongjing's mansion, I also went to the Qiannan Miao Village, and finally I went to the Wumen, but after three times, the child's problems were still not solved."
The old Taoist frowned and said, "You haven't found the root, how to solve it?"
"Shua" Xiang Que's eyes suddenly lit up and he said, "Did you see it?"
"I can see that you are too anxious. You have made things full of holes in things that were not too complicated at first. You can do it." The old Taoist stared speechlessly and said: "A whole suit
Have you learned all your skills from dogs?”
Xiang Que pursed his lips and said, "I really didn't see it."
Xiang Que's care leads to chaos. If it were placed on someone else, it might not take long for him to wake up. At the worst, he wouldn't end up like now, where he is in a hurry and seeks medical treatment and casts a net everywhere.
It's not that Zhang Huaiqing, Dorothy and Wang Zhongguo are too talented and ignorant to see Wanwan's problem, but that Wanwan's symptoms are extremely rare in China.
The head-lowering technique, one of the three major evil arts in Nanyang, has not appeared in the mainland for a long time.
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