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The two of them sang together, and they didn't know how much sincerity they had, but Wen Qing knew her father clearly before going to see her father.

The maid before was right. Wen Qing's father's name was Wen Cheng. When Wen Cheng was young, he was a well-known handsome man. In addition, he was from a noble family, so the girl who wanted to marry him was really overwhelmed. , but Wen Cheng traveled around outside and did not know what kind of woman he happened to marry, so he brought Wen Qing back.

In a certain way, Wen Qing can be regarded as a person with a bad reputation, but Wen Cheng has no choice but to spoil his daughter wholeheartedly, even never married, and the friendship in the mansion gradually made others accept Wen Qing, In this way, she naturally became the only eldest lady of the Wen family. Because Wen Qing is the status of a saint, plus she is the only descendant of the Wen family, Wen Qing must be the next head of the Wen family.

Over the years, Wen Chengcheng seemed to be a different person. He used to talk and laugh happily, but now he was obsessed with practicing spells every day. Wen Qing couldn't help nodding when Wen Zian said this.

"Becoming a god is something that everyone can understand. After all, if an ordinary person has such a good family and such a strong root of wisdom, he would want to become a god."

Wen Zian nodded, and the two of them arrived at the place where Wen Cheng practiced kung fu while talking.

The place where Wen Cheng is located is separated from the whole mansion city. The carved beams and painted buildings looked like a water town in the south of the Yangtze River before, but the place where Wen Cheng is practicing is extremely grand, with indescribable majesty and clarity in this style.

The arrangement of each pillar in the front is as if it has been calculated long ago, just like a yin and yang eight trigrams diagram, Wen Qing feels a little dazed, the contrast is too sharp.

Just when Wen Qing was about to speak, the door suddenly opened, and Wen Cheng immediately went forward to salute: "Uncle, my cousin has returned."

"Your cousin is back? Wen Qing is back?" After a long time, a very thick voice came from the room, almost resounding through the sky, but it could be figured out just by relying on this voice without looking at the person's face , men must be extremely fresh and vital.

Sure enough, when Wen Qing entered the room, she saw that although the decoration inside the room was simple, it revealed exquisiteness everywhere. Every pillar was engraved with Wen Qing's unknown pictures, and in the middle of the room there were a few Zhang Puwei was sitting around a table, with tea flowing out of it, and a man kneeling on top of the cattail fan.

The man is wearing black gauze thin clothes with carved bamboo on the clothes. The green bamboo and black are in perfect harmony, and the taste is indescribable. The man in front of him is about 40 years old with a mustache, and his eyebrows and eyes are full of majesty like mountains. .

Although he has entered the prime of life, it can still be seen that he had a good skin when he was young. The man's hair was erected by a wooden hairpin, which seemed to be a fairy.

Wen Cheng was pouring a cup of tea, tasting it slowly, when he saw Wen Qing coming in, he was taken aback: "My dear daughter, you are back."

It was Wen Qing's father, Wen Cheng. Wen Qing did a very clumsy one and one. Since she saw her father, she didn't have to be so rigid. The cheers on her face were like a little crane: "Daddy, I I'm back, my daughter came back this time to see you."

　When Wen Zian heard the words in his head, black lines could not help but appear on his face, did you want to come back?Respectively, I tied you back, my young lady, you really don’t draft drafts when you lie.

And Wen Qing glared at him fiercely, Wen Cheng poured a cup of tea and handed it to her: "My daughter is back, drink this cup of tea quickly."

Wen Qing nodded, but just as the tea was put on time, Wen Cheng stood up and said, "Forget it, my meeting with you today is a karmic opportunity, daughter, go away quickly , I want to practice."

What?Wen Qing felt like there was a black thread in her head, I said, brother, did you make a mistake, your daughter who traveled around Shanghai finally came back, it’s fine if you two don’t make out, you are going to practice now?

I have long been used to it. In the previous system, the father of the Wen family cared for his daughter. Which father of the Wen family did not care for Wen Qing? If it is reputation or money, it will be thrown at her like sand in the air. Qing opened a smiling face, and Wen's father thought it was the most beautiful thing in the world.But the contrast between Wen Cheng in front of him and before is too great.

Wen Qing couldn't help touching her forehead: "Then... well, Daddy, let's practice first, and I won't bother you."

Wen Qing stood up in a trance and hadn't reacted yet. Just when she was about to walk out the door, Wen Cheng suddenly called her from behind: "Wait a minute."

"What?" Wen Qing stood there, a little confused, but Wen Cheng had already walked in front of her.

This was the first time that the father and daughter had met so closely, and Wen Qing could only smell a faint scent of a Buddha statue on Wen Cheng's body.That's the smell that Mute can only have when surrounded by fragrant mist all the year round.

The middle-aged man in front of him stretched out his hand, and a jade pendant appeared in front of Wen Qing's eyes, and Wen Cheng put the jade pendant on Wen Qing's waist: "Daughter, this jade pendant is for you to use for self-defense."

Wen Qing stretched out her hand to touch a jade pendant in between. There were many exquisite paintings engraved on a small round shape of cold jade bone, and a white jade bead was inlaid on it. It was priceless at first glance.After Wen Cheng finished speaking, it seemed that he didn't want to hear Wen Qing's reaction at all, so Wen Cheng turned around.

He was wearing a long robe, which was wide and somewhat sick from the back view. When he staggered forward and walked forward, he really seemed to be a cultivator who had entered the state of rain.

It has to be said that since meeting Wen Cheng, Wen Qing's whole state has been in a haze, so that she has no idea what Wen Zian said while standing beside her.

And when he returned to the boudoir and closed the door to form a closed space, only when Wen Qing was alone did she feel very at ease.

It was evening at this time, and the evening sun was setting from the other side of the sky, but the golden window paper in the sky was blown into an arc by the breeze, and Wen Qing shut out such a beautiful view from the window.

The woman sat on the chair, exerting a little force with her hands, it was true that the flames still couldn't come out.

Wen's mansion is extremely scary, although it is like a pool of stagnant water, but you don't know when there is a giant dragon hiding under this pool of stagnant water, it swallows you with almost no chance of reaction, even bones can't stand it .

Wen Qing hated this kind of atmosphere, he wanted to leave, and what made him feel even more frightening was that after visiting Wen's house, he discovered that the Wenjiahe statue formed a natural barrier with the outside world.