[Comprehensive] Return my husband

Mo Qing was already exhausted, she fell to her knees all of a sudden, and Nicole, who was originally carried by her on her shoulders, also rolled to the ground, letting out an unbearable □.Mo Qing struggled to get up, and not far behind her were thousands of Shinra chasing soldiers.

"It turns out that I can also enjoy such treatment." Mo Qing laughed at herself, then staggered towards Nicole and helped her up. At this time, Nicole had gradually opened her eyes, but the blue eyes were a little confused , without the slightest focal length.

Mo Qing helped her to sit behind a rock, and regardless of whether Nicole, who was in a state of insanity, could hear clearly, she whispered in her ear: "I'll go and distract those pursuers, and run away quickly after you regain your sanity." " Pausing, she looked at Nicole's proud D breasts under the wet white coat, "I'm really envious and jealous."

Mo Qing stood up and took off the giant sword on her back. Before leaving, she thought about it and said, "Nicole, thank you for everything you have done for me. We are good friends forever."

When I went to the battlefield for the first time, I was still a little scared. I was afraid that the blind swords and guns in the place would accidentally pierce my body. Although soldiers must be brave and fearless, no one spares their lives.In the face of the enemy's fierce attack, Mo Qing also feared and flinched, but when she saw the backs of the soldiers who stood upright or collapsed in front of her, she felt that her timidity could not be seen by the soldiers. How ridiculous it is.

Later, she raised the giant sword in her hand, screamed, and rushed to the forefront of the team. The giant sword drank the blood of the enemy, and her blood was also poured on the battlefield. Zacks once said that the battlefield Marnie doesn't look like a woman at all, how can such a perfect man marry.She complained at the time that she would never be able to marry as a special soldier.

Mo Qing was sitting on a boulder in the wilderness, with the wind blowing her messy hair. She watched herself surrounded by densely packed Shinra soldiers, held the giant sword beside her, and thought of what Zacks said every time before going into battle. Nicole brushed her messy hair, smiled and said to the soldiers, "Welcome."

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"Unknown Two Forces" perspective: A long time later, when Genesis disappeared, Angel died, Sephiroth disappeared, and Zacks died in battle, even Shinra, which originally profited by extracting planetary energy, was in Rufus' When the leaders started to walk on the road of charity, the former Shinra soldier became the hero who saved the planet, and now he is a courier of the express company and an occasional handyman at the Seventh Heaven Bar. Mr. Claude Strife, When I was riding a motorcycle through Midgar's central square, I met a familiar red-haired woman.

The red-haired woman was sitting on a seat by the square, holding a book as thick as a brick, with a line of cursive words in English on it: B-Loveless.

Back at the Seventh Heaven bar, Claude casually mentioned the red-haired woman he met today, Tifa wiped her goblet and said, "Is she still remembering that girl, that girl named Marnie?" .”

"It's not a commemoration." Claude said, "It's something I can't forget."

9 Green Snake

The phenomena in the world are like dreams and bubbles, like dew and electricity, and should be viewed in this way.

Mo Qing closed the "Diamond Sutra" in her hand, rested her chin in one hand, and looked at a portrait of a man hanging on the opposite wall in a daze. He has an extremely romantic and elegant appearance, but he is dressed in a white Taoist robe with a serious expression, holding a sword in one hand and making a formula with the other, looking full of immortality.

A gust of wind blew in, before Mo Qing could react, a thick book fell on her head.

"Not concentrating on reading, what are you doing staring at the portrait of the patriarch!"

Mo Qing covered her head and turned her head, looked at the fat old man in a green Taoist robe standing behind her, curled her lips, and said, "Master, who told you to hang a portrait of the patriarch in front of me, saying that you are supervising me to study the Taoism hard?" I think it is more useful to hang a portrait of your old man. Besides, we are not Taoists, why should we study Buddhist classics? I don’t know what these few Buddhist verses mean.”

"If I hadn't been going to visit Jinshan Temple in a few days, I wouldn't have let you read this. You haven't even finished reading "Careful Journey."" Shangjing Zhenren wobbled to Mo Qing with a cup of tea. On the Grand Master's chair opposite, "You are the disciple I am looking forward to the most, give me Taixu Guan some face, think of how beautiful my disciples of Taixu traveled down the mountain when Patriarch Nian Qiushui was still there, alas, what a pity..."

Ever since he entered the Taixu Temple, Shangjing Daoist has been talking about this almost every day, saying that he thought that the first master of Taixu Temple, Qiushui Zhenren, had profound Taoism, his cultivation had reached the peak, and he was respected by many masters of the three religions. There are many disciples under his sect, all of whom are elites, who slay demons and demons, and hang pots to help the world, and have a high prestige among the common people.However, when it was handed down to the generation of Shangjing Daoist in a hundred years, the family has been neglected, and there are only two disciples left except him, the master of the temple.

The great disciple’s Taoist name is Changqiuzi, and he is 22 years old. It’s the time when Taoist elite disciples are emerging, but don’t talk about the sect, even the young people of the Buddhist and Confucian generation mention Changqiuzi, and the first reaction is not to praise him. Instead, he touched his stomach and gave a thumbs up: "Changqiuzi's cooking skills are amazing!"

Yes, Changqiuzi has a bad memory and average aptitude, but he has good cooking skills. He has been in Taixuguan for 12 years, and he can't even clean up the rat spirits raging in the kitchen. After becoming a fat uncle, Mo Qing once said that if years are like a butcher's knife, then Changqiuzi is that high-grade whetstone.

The second disciple of Shangjing Daoist is Mo Qing, Taoist name Xuanqing, who has been an apprentice for ten years, and his greatest achievement is that he was not fed into a fat Taoist nun by the master's good craftsmanship. During dinner, Mo Qing would sigh how powerful her concentration is, even surpassing the master who is known as the pinnacle of Taoism, and how good her physique is so good that she eats more meals than her master. Keeping her body shape just right, then the real person Shangjing with a small belly (Mo Qingyu) would torture her in different ways, and then she would stimulate the master again at the dinner table with a grudge, and finally in this cycle Mo Qing actually made a small difference As a result, Shangjing Zhenren, who was deeply hurt by his apprentice for 12 years, felt that his life finally had some hope.

Of course, if you ask the young people of the Three Religions Taixu Guanxuanqing, those young people who were originally vigorous will immediately become depressed: "Every time she comes to the door, she either breaks the door or the table! We are very afraid that one day we will be punished too." She broke!"

And if he mentioned his little junior sister Ah Qing to Chang Qiuzi, this highly skilled Taoist priest would scratch the back of his head and smile very honestly: "Junior sister is great, if I don't pick those cabbages, eggplants and pumpkins in Houshan I can't cook such delicious dishes even if I go up the mountain by water!"

Yes, apart from being able to spell, Mo Qing is also a famous woman with strange powers in the three religions. This is something that benevolent monks, elegant and handsome Confucian scholars, and Taoist priests who are full of immortality are all afraid to avoid.

Mo Qing doesn't care anymore, anyway, this time she is a Taoist nun, and she is doomed to never get married...

She is completely desperate.

After hearing that Jinshan Temple was mentioned by Master Shangjing, Mo Qing was taken aback for a moment, then sat on the chair and said seriously: "Master, is it that the old bald donkey who is the abbot of Jinshan Temple has offended you again? Tell me, whether it is The gate of their mountain temple is still the big wooden fish in the Bodhidharma Hall, and the disciples slapped you and slapped it to pieces to prove their filial piety! So there is no need to read the "Diamond Sutra!"

Master Shangjing raised his beard: "Nonsense! Who told you to take pictures of the gate of Jinshan Temple? You can afford to take pictures of your master, and I don't have the money to pay you. Taixu Guanjin will pay you poor girl."

Mo Qing spread her hands: "Last time you taught me to take pictures of Master Sichan's wooden fish club."

Shangjing Zhenren: "..."

Master Shangjing coughed a few times: "This time I was invited to go to Jinshan Temple to observe the ceremony. Master Sichan passed on the position of abbot of Jinshan Temple to his apprentice. Speaking of his apprentice, he is really a remarkable young man. At the age of 20, he has already cultivated well, and he was given a magical bowl by the Buddha of the Western Paradise, so he will be born again!" At this point, he glanced at Mo Qing again, and snorted angrily, "You don't want to learn from me!" People, stare at the portrait of the patriarch, read to me! When the time comes to discuss Buddhism with that Fa Hai, don't lose to him."

Mo Qing wailed: "Master, you let me, a Taoist nun, talk about Buddhism with monks, do you want the bald donkeys in Jinshan Temple to laugh at me!"

Master Shangjing walked out of the study with a teacup in hand: "I don't care!"

Mo Qing: "..."

Is this really the pinnacle of Taoism?

But what's the name of that amazing young monk at Jinshan Temple?Fahai?

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After Mo Qing read through the "Diamond Sutra" half-seriously and half-foolishly, she packed her bags and went down to Jinshan Temple with her elder brother Qiuzi. The old bald donkey of Sichan got even more angry as an excuse, nestled in Taixuguan drinking tea and looking at flowers, and enslaved the two apprentices with a smile.

Mo Qing went to Jinshan Temple once before with Shangjing Zhenren. At that time, the abbot of Jinshan Temple was still Master Sichan, a kind-hearted eminent monk who had attained the Tao. , like an old child.

At that time, Mo Qing sat cross-legged in the meditation room, waving a fan leisurely to fan herself, and sighed, "Jinshan Temple, I don't know if there is Fahai." The little novice who was sweeping the floor in the meditation room laughed He said: "Senior Brother Fahai, exit