A few hours ago, in a suite on the top floor of the Hyatt Regency Hotel.
Chen Xia still stood silently in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with a wine glass, looking out the window quietly, not knowing where his thoughts were floating.
There was still a moment before the ninth thunder of Xiangquehe Dao. Chen Xia looked up and wanted to kill the red wine in the glass, but found that the wine glass was empty. She walked to the table and reached out to pick up the bottle and slowly poured out the bright red one into the glass.
The wine liquid, hanging on the edge of the cup, looked like red blood. Chen Xia raised her head and drank it all, and suddenly her hands shivered slightly, and the wine glass fell off from her hands and slammed on the table.
The cup shattered in response to the sound, and fragments splashed everywhere.
Chen Xia was inexplicably shocked and reached out to cover her chest. There was burst of pain for no reason, and a trace of cold sweat fell from her forehead.
She stood quietly with the table for a while before she recovered a little. Chen Xia coughed twice, took a few deep breaths and calmed down her restlessness. The inexplicable heartache lasted for a long time before she dissipated.
Go, Chen Xia wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, staggered to the window, and looked into the distance through the floor-to-ceiling window again, as if looking for something.
Long, long later!
The distant horizon seemed to have revealed white fish belly, and a ray of morning light shone through the clouds in the world. Chen Xia thought that she had been standing for almost one night.
At this time, a black shadow flew quickly from the horizon in the distance. In the blink of an eye, the black shadow gradually approached. Gradually, Chen Xia saw that it was a big eagle flapping its wings.
Hai Dongqing clasped his claws on the window ridge, looking at the beauty in the house with a lonely look, one man and one bird looked at each other's eyes, and they seemed to see something from each other's eyes.
"Cruff" Chen Xia opened the floor-to-ceiling window, Hai Dongqing immediately stretched out his wings and flew into the hotel, and then gently landed on the carpet. Chen Xia squatted down and gently supported Hai Dongqing's hair. For some reason, Chen Xiaxin was at this moment
Suddenly it became quiet.
Qufu, Confucius Mansion.
Kong Dejing, who had been holding the child, almost didn't sleep all night. Tonight, in her words, this little ancestor seemed to be in a state of snoring. He kept crying since dark and couldn't coax it any way. Later, Kong Dejing even
Everyone invited the doctor from the pediatrics department of the municipal hospital to check the child's health. She was afraid that she would cry after taking the photo like this. After all, the child's physique is different from that of ordinary people.
The pediatrician doctor came and did not give any conclusions after several examinations. He just told Kong Dejing that the child might have been frightened and had an emotional instability. He found a way to coax him to sleep until tomorrow, and might be fine.
Kong Dejing is about to be anxious. If I can coax the child to bed, I will have to find you here? As for the child's fright, it will be even more impossible. This is the old house of Confucius, and no monster can be possible.
Who can scare her again if you come in?
Late at night, there was still a moment before the ninth thunder of Xiangquehe Dao, and in a while, I suddenly cried even harder. Kong Dejing, who was holding her, almost felt unsteady and struggling with the child, and the sounds of tearing
The crying made Kong Dejing realize that something big might have happened in the dark.
Suddenly, for some reason, the final cry began to stop abruptly and stopped with a "swish"!
In just a moment, Kong Dejing was surprised to find that the child's face had blood color, and her skin began to turn rosy, and it felt smooth to the touch. Her eyes gradually shone with a bright look, and her sallow complexion gradually faded.
After a little bit, my breathing began to become much more even.
Kong Dejing was stunned in surprise, then looked up and said in surprise: "Xiang Que?"
Kong Dejing guessed that the sudden improvement might be due to Xiang Que, but she did not hear the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes hundreds of kilometers away from Qufu: "If I don't go to hell, who will go?"
Before Xiang Que was about to die after the Tao, his sonorous oath that Ksitigarbha, who was as empty as hell, and I would not become a Buddha, brought great changes in numerology to his children. The way of heaven felt that his spirit was commendable and he felt pity for him.
Although the offspring will not be able to get rid of the numerology of bad luck immediately after the end, it is much better than before.
As for Xiang Que's parents in Zhongjing's mansion, they also had no one for a night. The mother was worried about her son traveling thousands of miles away. Although they didn't know what Xiang Que was facing, even if the child left the parents' sight, they would be inexplicably worried.
It was dawn, and the west mountain top was empty.
Cao Shanjun rushed to Putian Xuankong Temple and wanted to tell Master Mingwu about the incident in the West Mountain and let him infer the life and death of Xiangque. Is this man alive or not? If he dies, how could his natal spiritual pet be
If he didn't go with him, how could this person disappear out of thin air?
Wang Kunlun went directly to Qufu, Wang Xuanzhen rushed to Shanghai after calling Chen Xia, and Qi Changqing returned to Gujingguan.
Xishan, a conflict that was somewhat similar to the collapse of the sky and the earth. No one outsiders knew about the four people present, and the entire Feng Shui and Yin and Yang world did not know about it. There was a crucial battle on the unknown Xishan in the northeast.
People don’t know why the Northeast was thundering last night.
After a night, the dust dissipated and the west mountain returned to peace. The only difference was that the dozen tombs that had existed for unknown amounts had disappeared, leaving only a new tomb that had just been piled up.
That night, in Chen Xia's suite, she and Wang Xuanzhen met in the Hyatt Regency Shanghai.
The two sat face to face. Fatty Wang opened his mouth several times and wanted to speak but stopped. He didn't know where to start.
Chen Xia spoke first: "Is it true that something happened to him?"
"Um"
Chen Xia raised his eyebrows and his breathing became a little rapid: "I should have guessed it long ago. He has been in a uncertain place for more than a year and his behavior is mysterious. When I finally met him a year ago, I had already noticed that he was hiding something.
Take me."
Wang Xuanzhen couldn't help but interrupt and said, "I didn't mean to hide it from you or something."
Chen Xia said: "Can I understand him without you?"
After the two were silent again, Chen Xia asked, "Since things have happened, you have to let me know a little, right?"
Wang Xuanzhen glanced at Hai Dongqing, who had been huddled in the corner and buried his head in his wings since he came in, and said softly: "Xiang Que was born and faced a bad luck. This fortune cannot be solved.
With his own efforts, the year of twenty-five years old is the deadline for Xiangque. That is yesterday, Kunlun, Cao Shanjun and Qi Changqing rushed over... He didn't tell you, it's
Because Xiangque really has no idea whether he can survive by himself, he will not hide some things from us, but he can't tell you that he wants to do it. You should just treat it as his kind lie."
A lie of kindness!
Chen Xia naturally knew what Xiang Que was hiding from her!
"Oh..." Chen Xia's eyes suddenly turned red, her hands crossed together and moved her fingers back and forth. She lowered her head and asked, "Are you alive?"
"Life and death are uncertain, and we didn't understand the situation at that time, but we inferred that the possibility of his rescue would be more than 60%, but we didn't know where the person went." Wang Xuanzhen glanced at Hai Dongqing on the carpet again.
To be honest, Wang Xuanzhen really hopes that the eagle can jump up suddenly, then jump between the two and say, "I'm so embarrassed, because of some kind of accident, I'm now changing
Become a bird, try to accept it... If you really can't accept it, then wait for two days before accepting it."
It’s just a pity that Hai Dongqing still buried his head in his wings without even a cry.
A few minutes later, Chen Xia rubbed his eyes lightly and said, "I said, why are you engaged for almost two years? He has never mentioned marriage to me. There are several times when I took the initiative to tell him, and he told me all of them.
Let's talk about it for a while, and I know that he doesn't want to marry me. It turns out that he is waiting for the arrival of this day. I think if he spent his time safely yesterday, I might become his bride this year, but unfortunately he...
·”
Wang Xuanzhen nodded and said, "Good intentions"
Chen Xia suddenly laughed, stretched out his hand and closed his long hair: "I know he should still be alive, so I can wait for him and wait for him to marry me home."
Wang Xuanzhen thought for a while, then looked at the big bird on the ground, and said with great confidence: "No problem, I'm still waiting to make a family with you."
Chen Xia smiled: "How do you know that I must have a daughter?"
Wang Xuanzhen waved his hand and said, "Xiang Que has done so many immoral things, it's strange that he can give birth to a son."
"roll······"
At this moment, a lot of sorrow suddenly dissipated.
One day later, Qufu.
Wang Kunlun saw Kong Dejing holding the child, and then reached out to take Wanchen from her arms. He, who had never even had a partner, suddenly had a love like a father on his face.
"Isn't it? What's wrong with Xiangqian?" Kong Dejing hesitated and asked with some uncertainty.
"Um!"
Kong Dejing was a little panicked and asked in a trembling tone: ‘What's wrong with him?’
Wang Kunlun said plainly: "I don't know how to live or die."
"Swish" a loud bang in Kong Dejing's head, his heart trembled, and a hint of sadness appeared on his face.
Wang Kunlun looked up at the woman in front of him and knew that this was a love debt that Xiang Que had left after he didn't know when.
Kong Dejing asked, "Is he really dead?"
"It's not clear yet. His life and death are a bit variable, and we can't find out, so we can only think that he is alive..."
From this day on, Wang Kunlun stayed in Qufu and lived an ordinary life that could not be ordinary. He threw away his all-out glory and never stepped into the battlefield of war. Every day, as long as Kong Dejing brought the child out
In the Kong Mansion, he would secretly lead the whole walk and often tell her about Xiang Que.
Although the child at this time could not understand anything, he just wanted to understand everything that he had a father who would not go to hell.
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