Naturally, a small person like him had never seen the notes of ancestor Xiahou.
It's even more impossible to tell.
However, the seal of Xiahou Shenmen on it is guaranteed to be fake.
As the dung sweeper of Xiahou Shenmen, there is no reason why he should not know him.
time.
Yan Feiqing's mind was buzzing, and except for the buzzing of memories, it was completely blank.
Until Xia Qingchen's indifference woke him up: "Look back, I will ask Tian Ge to find a dung sweeper. Since you have returned to Nebula Holy Land, don't go back to Shenmen again."
It’s just a dung sweeper, who does Tian Ge ask to sweep it?
It doesn't matter if Yan Feiqing is missing.
"You can't do this, I am the special envoy appointed by Tian Ge!" Yan Feiqing's hair stood on end.
He has offended everyone in the Nebula Holy Land.
He couldn't even imagine what would happen if his position was taken away.
Xia Qingchen pointed at himself and said: "Tiange chose you because you have an old relationship with Nebula Holy Land! He asked you to come to please me, not to show off your power!"
"You should be lucky that Tian Ge has left. If it had been there, it would have eaten you in one bite!"
After waving his hand, Xia Qingchen said: "I will leave Yan Feiqing to you, I will go back."
He waved his hand and took Qiuqiu and Lianxing away who were crying with joy.
Yan Feiqing was left behind, silently surrounded by the Deputy Holy Master and several pavilion elders.
Mr. Huo Lingge wiped the sweat from his old face.
There is still the slightest smell of alcohol inside.
He looked at Yan Feiqing and said hoarsely: "Don't you regret asking me later? I'll answer you again now!"
"I regret it!" Huo Ling Pavilion's old words changed: "I regret how strictly I enforced the sect rules in the past, and I slapped you to death for such a dirty thing!"
Yan Feiqing was covered in cold sweat and said: "Mr. Ge, that was not my intention. Maybe I drank too much..."
The words were not spoken yet.
The deputy saint slapped him on the face.
The muscles on his face twitched, flashing with long-suppressed anger: "Didn't you bring your face closer and let me hit you? Now, come closer and try again?"
Yan Feiqing covered her cheeks, her face expressionless.
Surrounded by many strong men, he sobbed like a woman: "Seniors, for the sake of past friendship and for the sake of my youth and frivolity, please spare me once!"
Ha ha!
The Deputy Holy Master and all the pavilion elders all laughed angrily.
Past relationships?
Young and frivolous?
If Xia Qingchen hadn't come forward to reveal his identity as the special envoy.
Will he miss the past friendship between them?
Will you realize that you are young and frivolous?
Now that I'm in trouble, I finally remembered!
The Deputy Holy Master looked cold and said coldly: "Abolish your cultivation, and then... aren't you proud of sweeping dung? Then stay in Nebula Holy Land and sweep dung for the monsters in the Holy Land!"
"No, you can't do this!!" Yan Feiqing begged for mercy.
However, not even one of the pavilion elders interceded for him.
Because what he did completely exceeded their bottom line.
soon.
A shrill scream came from the mausoleum.
In the not-too-distant future, Nebula Holy Land will have one more slave who will sweep away the dung of monsters forever!
Let’s talk about Xia Qingchen.
Qiuqiu and Lianxing stuck to him tightly.
One person and one dog have never been so happy.
"Xia Lang, I will never make you angry again!" Lianxing's eyes were filled with crystal moisture.
Only when it is lost and found again will it be known how precious it is.
After losing Xia Qingchen for seven days, she deeply realized the unique significance of Xia Qingchen in her life.
From now on, she is willing to change her past.
"Tonight, you will destroy me, occupy me, and destroy my girly body! I will definitely not tell others!" Lianxing said very seriously.
Qiuqiu said: "And me! I swear that I will change my habit of eating shit from now on!"
At this time, I passed by a pile of cow dung.
He couldn't help but feel his hatred, and rushed forward without any regard for his own safety.
Xia Qingchen kicked him away.
There are dense black lines on the face.
"You two are both dogs who can't change their ways of eating shit!" Xia Qingchen hates that iron can't make steel.
Expecting them to change themselves is probably more difficult than changing the world.
At this moment.
They passed by Yan Lao's hanging island.
Paper money is still scattered on it.
Suddenly, a head poked out from the suspended island and looked down.
It is Mr. Yan.
He was paying homage to Xia Qingchen and burning paper money for him.
I heard a noise below the island, and just now I checked with dissatisfaction.
As a result, this discovery made Mr. Yan tremble with fright: "Dear me! It's broad daylight, how come Xia Qingchen's soul is back?"
Today is the first seven days.
It is also the folklore night of returning to the soul.
According to legend, on this night, the souls of the dead return.
Xia Qingchen looked up, met Yan Lao's eyes, and smiled softly.
But this smile frightened Mr. Yan half to death: "Ah! Boy Xia, tonight is the night when the soul comes back to life. You are here early, go back quickly."
Xia Qingchen laughed.
I caught a glimpse of the island's stairs hanging to the ground, so I followed the stairs to the island.
Mr. Yan shrank back and shouted: "Bald donkey, come here quickly, it's haunted."
Hear the words.
A monk wearing a colorful cassock walked quickly from a distance.
It is Master Kong Xin of Jingyuan Zen Temple.
He looked at Xia Qingchen and was also stunned: "Donor Xia, you are so blessed that you are not dead?"
"What? He's not a ghost?" Mr. Yan's eyes widened.
Xia Qingchen laughed: "Xia Qingchen has met these two seniors."
When Mr. Yan got the "Lan Hai Ancient Sutra" from Xia Qingchen, he went to Jingyuan Zen Temple to ask for credit.
Did not return for a year.
Unexpectedly, while Xia Qingchen was out training, Mr. Yan came back.
He also returned with Hollow.
Master Kongxin smiled brightly: "Donor Xia came back just in time. The poor monk was just about to repay the favor of gifting the "Lan Hai Ancient Sutra"."
He took out a leaf that glowed golden.
This leaf has the same effect as the thousand-year-old bodhi tree.
Carrying this thing in your body and practicing mental and martial arts will have the effect of multiplying.
Very rare.
Xia Qingchen has now broken through to the middle star level and is about to practice a brand new mental martial arts.
The effect of these golden leaves is as great as timely rain.
"Thank you, Master." Xia Qingchen took it with a smile.
After collecting the leaves, Xia Qingchen asked smoothly: "Master Kong Xin came to my holy land, why are you doing so much?"
Master Kongxin said with a smile: "Of course I came here to look for Almsgiver Xia."
Xia Qingchen was not surprised by this.
"If there is anyone you can help with, master, please let me know."
Master Kongxin was about to speak when a faint voice came from not far away: "No need, the monk has finished."
Xia Qingchen followed the sound and looked around.
But I saw it on the steps of the pavilion.
Sitting at attention was a young monk wearing colorful monk robes and white jade beads hanging around his neck.
Probably about nineteen years old.
He is almost the same as Xia Qingchen.
Ordinary monk clothing is usually in a single color, indicating simplicity and indifference.
The young monk in front of me was wearing brightly colored robes, which was really rare.
Master Kongxin immediately introduced: "Donor Xia, this is Master Wuhua from Fengyin Temple."
Fengyin Temple?
Xia Qingchen remembers that Fengyin Temple is one of the three ancient temples, right?