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Chapter 12 A Pot of Tea in the Flower Room

"Little friend, let's not live here today, and you can come to me in the future to talk about it." Gu Mingxu was extremely serious, but he said that he was handsome for only three seconds, "Don't scare people with a coffin face in the future, don't Learn from your master!"

Xuan Xi turned her back and gazed into the distance, but upon closer inspection, her shoulders were trembling.Gu Qingchen understood that the little Taoist priest was holding back his laughter.Without even thinking about it, Xuan Xi's eyes must have been narrowed into slits, and the curve of her mouth almost reached her ears, three, two, one, laugh!

"Master, why are you still acting like a naughty boy?" Xuan Xi really laughed, pointing at Yue Mingqi and said loudly, "Isn't Daoist Yue the face of a coffin now? It's unrealistic to want him to be good."

Gu Qingchen didn't make a sound, but he was smiling and cunning.

"Juniors, remember." The words he said were still rigid and boring, Gu Qingchen could say what he wanted to say before he had to think about it.He froze for a moment, then drooped his eyelashes slightly, casting shadows on his face.The more Ming Qi, how can he understand it?What's more, in this life, I discovered that he was actually humane.

The young man smiled noncommittally.

The group split into two paths.Gu Qingchen followed to Zhongnan Mountain in Baiye Prefecture, and went back the same way as Yueming Qi.

"Chen'er, you stay first." Gu Mingxu was still hale and hearty after a tiring journey, looked at him with complicated eyes, and waved again, "Xuanxi, go and rest first."

"Yes, Master." Xuan Xi saluted and left, before leaving, she also looked at Gu Qingchen with flickering eyes.

"Did you live happily in your last life?" Gu Mingxu walked to the pavilion in the back mountain on his own, before opening his mouth slowly.And the tone is not impatient, but it is not indifferent either.

Gu Qingchen staggered in his heart, as if falling into an abyss.After several breaths, he focused his gaze on the teapot on the stone table, and then he spoke:

"You are at ease. It's just..." Gu Qingchen smiled miserably, "Being betrayed by others led to suicide, and all relatives and friends were slaughtered. How can you be happy..." The voice became lower and lower, and there was a faint hatred and regret .

"Did you fall into the devil's way?" The old man seemed to be a little old and dejected, looking directly at him.

"No." Gu Qingchen's eyes were indifferent, and he laughed at himself mockingly, "It's funny to say. If I hadn't been forced to helpless in my last life, I haven't hurt anyone yet."

"Just come back." Gu Mingxu sat on the stone chair and nodded, "Even if it hurts someone, it's okay."

Gu Qingchen took advantage of the situation and sat on the stone chair, pouring tea for the two of them, the heat was slightly dense.

"Some people, some things, don't have to be afraid to avoid them because of pain, and you shouldn't just see your own side." The old man's tone was calm and kind, like warm spring water infiltrating the soul and washing the heart of the Tao, "Seek the advantages and avoid the disadvantages, let nature take its course , follow the original heart, all things have spirits. Reincarnation is the law of nature, and retribution is free."

Gu Qingchen drank his tea with his head up, breathed out, and opened his eyes.

"It's just... I still can't get used to the Taoist priests in Qingcheng Mountain." Gu Qingchen smiled very irritatingly, but it was natural and comfortable, "I don't have that much resentment, but I am who I am, acting recklessly and treacherously!"

Only then did Gu Mingxu laugh out loud from the bottom of his heart, and patted his grandson on the shoulder: "That's right, that's right!" I will always be myself.Leaving the young man in the gazebo, but after turning around, he gradually became worried.

Yue Mingqi bowed deeply: "Master, Mingqi is back."

Hearing the sound, the man in the hall turned his head, smiled slightly, and then quickly returned to indifference: "Ming Qi, 'Luan and phoenix sing in the day of Qishan, and fish, dragon, gold and spear return to Xiajiang'. Are you worthy of this sword?"

Before Yue Mingqi could open his mouth, he continued.

"Gu Qingchen hangs out with ghosts, aren't you the same? You are the next head of the sect, and you have a heart for Taoists. Don't fall into the world of mortals and stir up mortal feelings."

"...Yes, disciple understands."

The man looked at the young man's back, and a strange and inexplicable smile rarely flashed across his forty-year-old face.

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