(Note: Regarding yesterday’s age issue, the Jingmen Sect Master is five or six years older than Luo Qi, and Luo Qi is nearly twenty-nine, so it is obvious that the Sect Master’s age is about thirty-four-five. The two people you saw yesterday
On the 14th Five-Year Plan, it is obviously an operational error. As you can guess by just guessing, there are still people who complain about this.)
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Yesterday I mentioned that the little witch rushed back to Yanhuang Village to meet her father, Taoist Qingxuan.
After the little witch left, a woman came to Taoist Qingxuan's cave. This woman was Taoist Qingxuan's companion in cultivating immortals and the mother of the little witch.
"Xiaohui came here just now. We haven't seen each other for several years. She has grown up a lot. Unfortunately, she lost her virginity. According to my calculation, her loss of virginity was not voluntary. In other words, Xiaohui was forcibly defiled. It happened.
I can't seem to forgive such a person because I don't know who it is that caused such a big thing. Unfortunately, there is no causal connection and I can't know who it is, but it is definitely not a man from the Yanhuang tribe, but an outsider."
The little witch's mother said angrily: "We must track down that person. But, Qingxuan, things have already happened. Don't disturb your Taoist heart. The truth will be revealed."
"Yes!" Qingxuan nodded and then ordered: "Today is not only my 200th birthday, but also Xiaohui's 20th birthday. Let's prepare a gift for her!"
"Qingxuan, you are wrong. Xiaohui is not twenty years old. Alas, you only care about cultivating immortals and you don't even know how old your daughter is."
"Ah!" Taoist Qingxuan was shocked and felt extremely guilty. He had said it in front of his daughter just now, but her daughter did not refute him.
At this time, a strong man from the Dao realm came in. When the little witch left, Qingxuan had already consciously informed him and asked him to come and ask him something.
"I have met Taoist Qingxuan and Taoist Donghua." The visitor hurriedly saluted. This was the second time he had seen Qingxuan. The last time was five or six years ago.
"Aqiang, there is no need to be polite. Let me ask you, has anyone hurt my daughter Xiaohui?" Taoist Qingxuan asked directly.
"Have you hurt Granny Hui?"
"Grandma Hui?" Qingxuan frowned.
"Aqiang, you are older than Xiaohui, how do you call my daughter Hui Po Po?" Donghua Taoist asked in confusion.
"Ah, isn't Grandma Hui in her fifties or sixties?"
"Xiao Hui was born in another world twenty-two years ago. She is exactly twenty-two today!" Taoist Donghua said. (Remember, this is the official correct data. Previously, she was fifty or sixty years old.
Being in your thirties is all speculation by others, but now the little witch’s mother has said it herself, and this is correct.)
Taoist Donghua glanced at Qingxuan specifically, as if to remind her that her daughter was twenty-two, not twenty.
Qingxuan smiled ashamedly, because the birth of this daughter was just an accident and he did not intend to, so he cared too little about her.
"Xiao Hui was born and raised in another world. It wasn't until she was sixteen or seventeen years old that she was brought back to Earth. Suddenly she brought a daughter back. No one knew when and what month she was born, so it wasn't surprising.
"
Taoist Donghua looked at Qingxuan and said: "When she was growing up in the other world, she was almost alone. Sometimes we went to practice and left her alone in the cave for several years.
When she comes back, she lives alone. No wonder her personality is so different from ordinary people and she becomes withdrawn and weird."
Taoist Donghua couldn't help but shed tears when he talked about the past.
The little witch spent most of her childhood alone. Her parents would go away for at least a year and a half, or only come back every two or three years. It wasn't until the little witch was almost seventeen years old that they took her back.
When he went to Yanhuang Village, he suddenly brought a daughter back, and Qingxuan and Dong
The Hua Taoist has been away for decades and has not come back, so no one knows when the little witch was born. The little witch has a weird personality and likes to be called mother-in-law. Based on the time when Qingxuan left, everyone speculated that the little witch should be five years old.
Sixty years old.
Taoist Qingxuan sighed sadly. From childhood to adulthood, the total time he spent with his daughter was pitiful. In fact, he couldn't be blamed. During the years of cultivating immortals, he could just stay in seclusion for a few years. How could he control the time?
"Okay, Aqiang, you go back."
"Yes, I will take my leave, junior."
The royal palace in Yanhuang Village was very lively. Qingxuan was one of the strong men of the Yanhuang tribe and he was now two hundred years old.
Ximenyu, Luo Qi, and Lihua arrived at the gate of Yanhuang Village.
"I've come to the Jingmen Gate to congratulate Taoist Qingxuan on his birthday, and I hope he can pass." Luo Qi said to the gatekeeper.
"Seniors, please."
Among those gatekeepers, one of them, Ximen Yu, knew each other and said with a smile: "How about it? I haven't seen you for a few years. Your realm has not improved much. And I, when you stopped me, I was weaker than you. I really don't know you guys."
Why are the Yanhuang people so arrogant and why do they think they are superior to the Chinese people?"
"Okay, Ximenyu, please stop saying a few words." Luo Qi glared at Ximenyu.
The three of them were led to a reception room in Yanhuang Village.
"You can have fun as you like, stay for the birthday banquet tonight, I'll go and get busy first."
"Okay, go and do your work!"
So, Ximenyu and the other three were thrown into a large hall and allowed to play as they pleased.
"My day, I came to celebrate the birthday of Taoist Qingxuan. Why, no one entertained us? Just leave us here." Ximenyu said depressedly.
Luo Qi said: "It would be nice if you could welcome us in politely. How else do you want to entertain you? Treat you as a distinguished guest? Please wake up, who are we? In the past, during the New Year, those deputy sect masters of the Beijing Gate who came to pay New Year greetings were all
With such treatment, let alone us."
"Oh, okay." Ximen Yu sighed. How could the Yanhuang people take them seriously? Unless the immortal cultivators from Jingmen came, they would be treated as equals.
Luo Qi said: "We are here too early. Otherwise, let's leave first. The main purpose of our coming is to represent Jingmen and send a polite gift. It has been delivered now. You can leave now. There is no need to stay."
Come down and have a birthday banquet."
Ximenyu immediately objected: "No, you've already come and now you're leaving like this? Are you kidding? You have to at least finish dinner before leaving."
Lihua also said: "Yes, Mr. Luo Qi has already arrived. There are only a few hours left before dinner time. This Yanhuang Village is quite big. We might as well visit around. There may not be one next time.
Opportunity."
"All right."
Ximenyu and the other three started walking around in Yanhuang Village, and generally no one asked them. After all, judging from their appearance, everyone thought that they were also from the Yanhuang tribe, unless they were deliberately observing.
But Ximenyu was thinking to himself: "I don't know if the little witch is back or if Qin Bing is here. I have to deliberately walk in front to lead the way to where the little witch lives to see if I can meet her."