"I am originally a Buddhist, and I have severed all ties in the world."

Ci Ning said indifferently, "Just pretend that you never had parents."

"I obviously have parents, but I grew up as an orphan. Now I find my parents, but I'm still an orphan, haha."

Feng Qi's heart went cold, she gave a wry smile, and walked out of the nunnery without looking back.

Ci Ning, who was facing the Buddha statue and turned his back to the door, after Feng Qi walked out of the door, a tear fell on the wooden fish.

Holding back her tears, she lowered her head and knocked on the wooden fish.

Muyu's voice knocked into Feng Qi's heart one by one...

"Let's go, I want to go back to the Taoist temple."

Feng Qi said to Mr. X beside him, "From now on, I will be an orphan. In this world, Feng Zetian is the only one who loves my father."

"I think she should have something else to hide."

Mr. X said, "I obviously miss you very much, logically speaking, I shouldn't be so indifferent."

"It's not me that she misses, but that scumbag Qiao Wanfeng. Seeing my face excited, it must be because I look like Qiao Wanfeng, ha ha."

Feng Qi said with a bit of desolation, "However, it's okay, anyway, I have been here without father or mother for 38 years."

Mr. X didn't say much, grabbed her arm, and moved to the Taoist temple in an instant.

It landed at the gate of the Taoist temple.

Feng Qi found that the Taoist temple had changed.

The Taoist temple, which was a bit dilapidated, was redecorated and painted, giving it a new look.

Under the old pine tree at the entrance of the Taoist temple, there were two Taoist priests playing chess. It turned out to be Zeng Te and Hong Lang.

"Mr. Zeng, Hong Lang."

Feng Qi walked over, shouting happily.

The two men, who were completely immersed in the chess game, raised their heads quickly when they heard the sound, and called out in unison, "Feng Qi, are you here?"

"Well, here I am."

Seeing these two old friends, Feng Qi's unhappiness was instantly wiped away, and she sat down happily.

Mr. X also sat down.

"Hello, Mr. X."

Zeng Te knew Mr. X, and said with a smile, "I haven't seen you for 15 years. You still look so young. Have you taken preservatives? Or are you practicing immortality?"

"I'm a zombie."

Mr. X's words were not astonishing and kept dying, which startled Zeng Te and Hong Lang.

"really?"

Hong Lang looked at Feng Qi in disbelief, "He can't really be a zombie, can he?"

"Ah."

Feng Qi nodded, "It's guaranteed to be true."

"Will it bite us?"

Hong Lang asked a little excitedly, "Then will the bitten person also become a zombie?"

"I'm not interested in biting you."

Mr. X said, "Your blood stinks."

"Is there still blood that is delicious?"

Zeng Te rolled Mr. X's eyes, "Like Feng Qi?"

"Feng Qi's blood is good, but I wouldn't bite her either. To be exact, I haven't bitten anyone for 500 years."

Mr. X said lightly.

"Then what do you rely on to survive? Drink blood plasma?"

"Ah."

Mr. X said.

"Looks like a zombie with a conscience."

Hong Lang looked at Mr. X curiously, "I don't know why, but I think you have a nice face."

"Not surprising, after all, I have appeared in history books."

Mr. X said.

"..."

Not to mention Zeng Te and Hong Lang, even Feng Qi was surprised, "Which one?"

"I won't tell you, I'll turn the pages myself."

Mr. X smiled mysteriously.

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