Xiang Que's feelings towards Chen Xia are indeed worth learning from the heavens. The premise is that Su Ho appears. Without her, the relationship between Xiang Que and Chen Xia would be very pure.
It's a very clean and spotless relationship.
But you can't say that Su Ho's appearance has tarnished this relationship, but there are too many things in this world that you can't help yourself with.
"I once had you in my heart" This is what Xiang Que said to Su Ho. With the existence of this sentence, the relationship between Xiang Que and Chen Xia has a little flaw.
Xiang Que wanted to say something to Chen Xia, did you know that there is something called an aphrodisiac in this world, but when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them again and did not say them out.
Not to mention, it's not that Xiang Que doesn't dare to face this problem or admit the entangled emotions between him and Su Ho, but it's because Xiang Que wants to postpone the matter for more than a year.
After more than a year, if he can walk out of the old grave in Xishan unharmed, he will definitely tell the truth and be lenient.
Que felt that Su Ho and Wan Wan were suppressed in the deepest part of his heart.
In that way, Chen Xia may always think that the relationship between herself and Xiang Que is the purest, spotless, and without any flaws, leaving the best memories in her heart.
This is not deception, but a white lie.
When Xiang Que met Chen Xia, he neither chose to confess and be lenient, nor resisted being lenient. Instead, he wanted to handle the relationship in a relatively appropriate way for more than a year. When he left the old grave in Xishan
After coming out, this problem will definitely come to a perfect end.
One day later, Xiang Que and Chen Xia spent the night together, and then quickly left the capital and flew to Urumqi. Xiang Que had no intention of delaying any longer, and wanted to get rid of Wanwan's ghost summons as soon as possible.
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The most important thing is that he also wants the old Taoist to help him build the Sanguan Emperor Temple.
Tianshan Mountain, on Bogda Peak.
A figure was running quickly on the mountain road, and the petite and slender Qingling panted behind him.
"Even if you put on your wings and fly to Jingci'an now, don't you still have to wait for me to arrive?"
Xiang Que said without looking back: "Homecoming is like an arrow, do you understand?"
Qing Ling couldn't understand. The two of them had already climbed to Bogda Peak and would reach Jingci Temple in two hours. What effect would Xiang Que have in being so hasty? What difference would it make if he went earlier or later?
What Xiang Que misses is that concern. If he arrives at Jingci Temple earlier, he will be able to give up this concern earlier.
In the afternoon, Xiang Que looked up at the gate of Jingci Temple with a red face. It seemed that he had already known that he would arrive today. The old Taoist was holding Wanwan in his arms and was standing in front of the gate waiting for him.
"Shua", he took a step towards Que, and the figure disappeared in an instant. Under the urgent thought, he actually moved to shrink into an inch.
When the old Taoist saw Xiang Que's figure floating quickly towards the mountain gate, he let go of his arm and let Xiang Que pick up the child.
"It's over..." Xiang Que hugged the child and gritted his teeth and said: "Dad, I'm back, I'm back."
"Giggle, giggle" seemed to feel the kinship between blood, and he waved his little hands and laughed happily.
Xiang Que stroked the child's forehead, kissed it gently, hugged it tightly and took a deep breath.
"Lao Dao, how is the child doing during this time?"
The old man rolled his eyes and said very speechlessly: "It's only been a little more than a week, what do you think? Is it fatter or thinner, bigger or smaller? Hey, why don't you take a look at the child to see if he has less fat?
?If you talk nonsense to me again, be careful I slap you."
Xiang Que smiled coquettishly: "It's only been a week. Why do I feel like my days are like years?"
"Go inside, hey, why did you come back by yourself? Where is my niece?" said the old man, stretching his neck.
"My speed may be a little faster, she is behind me"
Xiang Que walked faster than Qing Ling for more than half an hour, and half an hour later the embarrassed little nun returned to Jingci Nunnery.
On the day Xiang Que and Qing Ling rushed back, Qing Ling's master was in place and completely solved the Hundred Ghosts Conjuring Souls.
When he was getting ready, Xiang Que had been wandering outside uneasily, smoking one cigarette after another. Concern made him confused and it was difficult for him to calm down, even though the old Taoist and Qing Ling masters told him very firmly.
Nothing could go wrong, but Xiang Que still couldn't sit still and glanced into the room with "swish, swish" eyes.
The old Taoist clasped his hands behind his back and frowned and said: "It has been more than a year since I came down the mountain, and I have seen a lot of storms. Why has my anxious temper not changed at all? You shook me so hard that my eyes hurt, can you stand there honestly?"
A while? Mature, can you be more mature?"
Xiang Que pinched the cigarette butt and said with a dry throat, "You may never understand what I'm feeling right now in your life."
"What do you mean?" asked the old Taoist.
"Because you have never been a parent, naturally you don't know how it feels to be a father when your children are suffering. Now even if Sanqing comes and tells me that the child is fine, I will do the same, because I am the only father of the child.
The only person who cares about him the most is me."
The old Taoist looked at him indifferently and said: "Shortly after you were born, you were haunted by hundreds of ghosts. Later, when I went all the way to Xuankong Temple to invite the old bald donkey to tattoo the Ten Palaces of Yama on you, you said that I
How do you feel?"
"Uh-huh" Xiang Que raised his head in shock, his eyes immediately turned red.
Maybe in the past twenty years, he and Lao Tao seemed to have a master-disciple relationship, but since Lao Tao accepted him as his disciple, he has basically regarded him as his own heir. Lao Tao has no heirs, and Xiang Que is his doorstep.
Disciple, naturally it is equivalent to raising him as a son.
Xiang Que blinked his eyes and said emotionally: "Actually, in addition to my biological father, you are also my father. To tell you the truth, I will definitely take care of you until you are old."
"If you can't marry a wife, just forget about your parents," the old Taoist said with a sideways look.
"Of course it's impossible. If I forget, no one can forget you. After all...I can't beat you either."
"..." The old man was speechless.
Xiang Que lit another cigarette, suddenly looked at the old Taoist and said, "I want to build the Sanguan Emperor Chuan Temple."
The old Taoist frowned with a "shua", looked at Xiang Que's determined eyes, sighed, and asked: "Is it still useful for me to advise you?"
"Old Taoist, it's for my own good to advise you, but if you really think about me, you should make my idea come true. The Temple of Emperor Sanguan cannot be built, and I can't sleep or eat well."
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