Daughter-in-law, I want to hug

Originally, there was only one master in this temple. Later, more and more people came here, and a new person was added here. They don't have the iconic costumes in other temples, but they are dressed like ordinary people. They wear coarse linen clothes, but they wear a string of white jade beads on their wrists. It is said that this is their inheritance.

Today is the fifteenth day. There are a lot of people who come to pray or fulfill their wishes. Because there are only two people in the temple, they have not come out to receive guests. The white beard master is still sweeping the floor slowly, and the child is still reciting the Heart Sutra. .

Although no one came to maintain order, people were very conscious and everything in the temple was in order.

There are four or five futons in front of the enshrined mud tires, and people kneel down to pray from time to time.

It was exactly noon when Qihao and Ji Wuqing arrived at this temple, and the weather was surprisingly hot, so there were not many people there, but even so, Qihao and Ji Wuqing queued for nearly half an hour before they were able to kneel on the futon .

Ji Wuqing raised her head and looked, the face of the god enshrined on it had been blurred for a long time, but the compassion at the corner of his mouth was still evident.

He knelt on the futon, put his hands together, and said silently in his heart, God, I hope you can hear my heart, I have nothing else to ask, I just hope that my child who is suffering can get out of the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible, and hope that he will not suffer in the next life. Meet a dad like me again.

Qihao can basically know what wishes Ji Wuqing is making. He looked at the high god with compassionate brows and eyes. Although it is a bit disrespectful to say these words at this time, but if you can really make your wishes come true , I hope that the people around me can live in peace and prosperity in this life, and don't have to suffer from love anymore.

When the two went out, Qi Hao obviously felt that Ji Wuqing breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking about it, Ji Wuqing had fulfilled his wish. He followed Ji Wuqing, so he was naturally happy in his heart.

"Are you Haohao?" Someone suddenly asked behind Qihao.

Qihao and Ji Wuqing turned their heads at the same time, and saw an old man with a white beard standing not far behind them, holding a broom in his hand, and what seemed to be a string of white jade beads on his wrist.

"Master, it's you! I just said I would go and see you, but I didn't expect it to be so predestined."

"Yes, you and I are very destined. The serious illness you suffered was extremely dangerous. I wonder if your health is better now?"

The old man had a compassionate face. Although he was dressed in coarse linen, he had the demeanor of a master of Taoism.

"Well, it's completely healed!" Qihao patted his chest and smiled, while pulling Ji Wuqing's hand to pull him to the front, "Master, this is my ideal."

Ji Wuqing was taken aback, and reflexively wanted to shake off Qi Hao's hand, but Qi Hao held it very tightly. With outsiders in front of him, he couldn't show his face easily, so he could only take a step forward with a cold face.

What kind of person is that master, and the relationship between the two can be seen at a glance, "You child, you have opened your eyes."

Then, he changed the subject, and looked at Ji Wuqing meaningfully, "It's just that this young master is quite destined for our family."

Listening to what this is, Qi Hao said angrily, "Master, aren't you ruining my marriage?"

What marriage?Ji Wuqing was out of breath, and her subordinates pinched Qi Hao hard. Qi Hao grinned and looked at the master angrily, wanting to ask for an explanation.

The master stroked his beard, and smiled softly, "Your master and I have a very close relationship. Now that your master is driving a crane to the immortal, logically speaking, I can also be regarded as your elder. When the time comes , don't forget about me!"

"Yes yes yes, of course it is certain." Qi Hao smiled happily, his big eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

"Master, I'll take my leave first, and I will definitely invite you when the wedding ceremony is held." Qi Hao smiled and took Ji Wuqing's hand away, but Ji Wuqing's hand was held, and he couldn't break free.

"Oh, I hope you don't follow in the footsteps of your master!" Looking at the backs of the two, the master sighed softly, and then swung the broom again, sweeping again and again.

When there was no one around, Ji Wuqing finally couldn't bear it any longer, "Let go, in broad daylight, how decent are two men bickering."

Qihao's hand hurt from being pinched, but he still didn't let go of Ji Wuqing's hand, "Ah Qing, I won't let go of your hand!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Let go!" Ji Wuqing frowned, he always felt that there was something wrong with Qihao at this moment.

"Absolutely not!" Qi Hao smiled and said firmly.Even if there were thorns all over the front, he would never let go of Ji Wuqing's hand.

There seemed to be ruthlessness and viciousness in his eyes, but before Ji Wuqing could see clearly, he suddenly smiled, and Ji Wuqing only had time to see thousands of fireworks in full bloom.

Although Qi Hao's appearance at this time was no different from before, Ji Wuqing intuitively felt that something was wrong with Qi Hao at this time, so he changed the subject abruptly, "When did you get seriously ill?"

Qi Hao smiled, let go of Ji Wuqing's hand, tilted his head and said, "About four or five months ago, I don't know what happened, but I just heard from Master that I seemed to go off the rails when I was practicing. Bewitched, ran out madly, and found me in this temple a few days later, saying that I was covered with blood, but I was not injured at all, and there was no news of someone dying outside, so he said I don’t care anymore, I thought I got it from somewhere.”

"Then you have no impression?"

Qi Hao blinked, "Not at all, my mind was not clear at all at that time."

After Qi Hao finished speaking, Ji Wuqing suddenly laughed, Qi Hao was a little confused, "Did I say something funny?"

Ji Wuqing smiled to herself without answering.

Qi Hao was dumbfounded, but his daughter-in-law laughed, so he also laughed foolishly.

Ji Wuqing glanced at him, "You..."

"What's wrong?" Qi Hao looked back at him foolishly.

"With your three-legged cat's kung fu, you can still go mad, hahaha." Ji Wuqing didn't mean to poke Qi Hao's weakness on purpose, but when he thought of the word mad, he felt that it didn't fit Qi Hao at all.

It was only then that Qihao understood why Ji Wuqing was smiling, he just wanted to slap himself in the face, so that you would laugh silly with your wife without knowing the situation, you must be slapped in the face.

He said angrily, "I am not a three-legged cat, but I have a hundred years of cultivation..."

"Really? I really can't tell."

"Of course, when the master passed away, he passed on his hundred years of cultivation to me. But, it doesn't seem to be of any use." Having said this, Qi Hao scratched his head, feeling a little discouraged. His master lived to be a full hundred years old. In the end, the internal force of the past 100 years has been cheap for him, but his meridians are still empty, except for the internal force that he cultivated that is thinner than a hair, there is no other trace.

"Maybe I'm not born with this kind of material." Qi Hao's mood was very depressed. Someone said before that everyone's degree of acceptance of external and internal forces is different.

It’s like some people can accept 30% of their internal energy, and then retreat for two to [-] years to turn it into their own, while some people can accept [-]% to [-]% of their internal energy, but there are only a very small number of them, and their internal force is only in their meridians After a spin, he ran out. It's just that this kind of person is one in a million, and you usually don't see him. I didn't expect to be this kind of person. Qihao wanted to cry, his master's internal strength, his internal strength .

Ji Wuqing obviously thought of this too, with a smile in his brow and eyes, he looked at the mournful Qi Hao, restrained his smile and coughed lightly, "You are really lucky, I think the great gods who came to Genesis are all Prefer yours."

Qihao turned his head to look at Ji Wuqing quietly, then turned his head back and didn't speak sullenly, he didn't want to be favored alone at all!

He would rather not have this kind of favor, let it be given to others.

Ji Wuqing looked at him with a smile, "Qihao, sometimes it's good to be mediocre. At least you won't get involved in disputes."

Qi Hao tilted his head to look at him, "Ah Qing really knows a lot."

Ji Wuqing smiled wryly, "What's the use of knowing more? Although some people always say that my fate is up to me, who can really control their own destiny? I'm afraid that even those who hold high positions in the temple A real dragon emperor can't either."

"True Dragon Emperor?" Qi Hao sneered, "There is no such thing as a true Dragon Emperor, but they are just ways to fool himself and the people."

"That's right, wars are raging all over the world today, the people are in dire straits, and they don't know what that person is doing. The power struggle in the royal family always suffers from the people in the end." Ji ruthlessly shook his head, he had no confidence in the current monarch, Just looking at Qi Hao's serious face, he felt like laughing again.

"Okay, you don't understand these things, let's go back as soon as possible."

"Okay, then let's go." Qi Hao said, and furtively pulled Ji Wuqing's hand again, Ji Wuqing pinched him funny, and then didn't run away for a while, Qi Hao pinched his hand, "Haha, you can't escape now."

"... Let go." Ji Wuqing was at a loss, and quickly turned cold.

Qihao was very proud of the speed at which Ji Wuqing changed his face. He had been with Ji Wuqing for so long, and he also felt some patterns. Generally, when Ji Wuqing was shy or helpless, he would respond with a cold face.

Knowing that Ji Wuqing was not really angry, Qi Hao became more and more bold, holding his hand and refusing to let go.

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small theater:

Ji Wuqing: Master, what do you mean? (indifferent face)

Qi Hao: Exactly, what do you mean? (accusing face)

Master: ... I don't mean it, I'm just talking! (Secret must not reveal face)

Qi Hao: Pull your mustache