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Hearing this, Fu Changling turned his head and looked at his father with the eyes of a fool: "If I can get in, am I still here?"
"That's because you have no strategy."
Fu Yushu took out a bottle from his pocket and shook it in front of Fu Changling. Fu Changling couldn't help but be stunned: "What is this?"
"A thousand faces of water."
Fu Yushu handed the bottle to Fu Changling, and was rather angry: "Do you know why I brought you back? You can't chase after the girl like this. When you come up, you look like you're in the Hongmeng Temple, so you shouldn't be scared. What's her relationship to you? Could it be that the husband and wife still can't be together? Only a husband and wife can be so stubborn, you just met," Fu Yushu strengthened his tone, "It must be done in a step-by-step manner."
"So what do you mean by giving me this thousand-faced water?" Fu Changling held the bottle and tried to speak. Fu Yushu nodded, "That's what you want, start over, and give people a good impression." "It can be discovered later. Now, isn't it a good impression?"
Fu Changling immediately retorted, Fu Yushu tapped him on the head with a fan, and cursed in a low voice, "How can you be so stupid? You go through it now, cultivate your feelings, and then you will be discovered when you have cultivated enough. Just tell her that you love her. Your relationship is good enough, and then you will apologize earnestly and try to repent, and it will be over. If you don't go now, do you want to chase someone? "
Fu Yushu sneered: "I'm afraid that when you get to the entrance of Hongmen Tiangong, you will have to throw it out."
Fu Changling stopped talking. Fu Yushu's prediction was very likely. He had indeed been thrown out once.
He sighed, holding the thousand-faced water, feeling that this was indeed his only way out. After thinking about it, he turned to look at Fu Yushu: "Why do you think he hates me so much?"
"That depends on what you did to him."
Fu Yushu said decisively, "Have you been nice to others?"
"No… "
Just this word, Fu Yushu showed a look of disgust: "Do you know what people like?"
"I don't know..."
"Do you know her?"
"I don't understand..."
"Then what did you do to her?"
Fu Changling was silent, Fu Yushu rested his chin with his hand, and said lazily, "You have to say what you did, and I can help you."
"I..." Fu Changling was a little embarrassed, "I lied to him first. When I was in Shangguan Shanzhuang, I pushed him out to block the knife. When he was protecting me, I ran away..."
Fu Yushu showed a shocked expression.
Fu Changling said the beginning, and then followed suit: "Then he wanted to kill me, and we both beat each other and got seriously injured. I took advantage of his injury to cast a concentric spell on him. Then I worked with him, and the process was very pleasant! "
"Then why is the process unpleasant?" Fu Yushu asked the silly son with the last glimmer of hope.
Fu Changling smiled reluctantly: "Then I hit him when I was insane..."
"Beat him?" "And scolded him..."
"You still scolded?"
Fu Yushu took a deep breath, Fu Changling nodded, and after he said it, he finally understood why Qin Yan rejected him so much.
No one has such a good temper.
The father and son fell into silence. Fu Yushu took a sip of tea to suppress the shock. After a while, he considered it and said, "Changling, in fact, this world is still very long, do you want to consider changing someone?"
"I don't even dare to think about what I have in this life," Fu Changling sighed, "but I owe him what I want to pay back."
Fu Yushu didn't speak anymore, he thought seriously, Fu Changling looked at Fu Yushu carefully: "Father, can I still be saved?"
"This..." Fu Yushu hesitated, "must be saved?"
"must."
"Then... can it be saved?"
"Father," Fu Changling took Qianmian Shui into his pocket and raised his head with a smile, "The stepmother is going to kill me, you go back and deal with it by family law."
Fu Yushu got this and understood what Fu Changling meant.
Yue Sihua is the direct daughter of the Yue family. Their marriage represents not only the relationship between the two of them, but also the face of the Yue family and the Fu family. He couldn't deal with Yue Sihua, but even if Fu Changling was an illegitimate child, he was also the son of Fu's father. Yue Sihua sent someone to kill Fu Changling, but Fu Changling insisted on making trouble, and the faces of the two families were ugly.
"Changling," Fu Yushu raised his hand and stroked the back of Fu Changling's head, his face full of worry, "You look so stupid in the Hongmeng Temple, how can you talk to Dad, you are so clever?"
"Father," Fu Changling teased, "you have rich emotional experience, you can think of a way."
"This," Fu Yushu said with an embarrassed look on his face, "you said that if you create a chance to get close to him, this can be done. But can you repair the relationship later, son, this is really embarrassing for me."
"As long as you can get close." Fu Changling put it away when he got it, and tapped Fu Yushu's shoulder with his fan, "Leave the rest to me, don't worry."
"Fine."
Fu Yushu nodded: "You can rest assured to recover first, and I will arrange it for you."
With Fu Yushu's promise, Fu Changling felt relieved, he quickly got up, rubbed Fu Yushu's shoulders and said, "Father, I know you love me the most."
When Fu Yushu heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned.
Fu Changling would never say such things before. Even though Fu Changling was always likable and would do good deeds, he would never say something like "you love me the most".
No matter how easy-going people are, their hearts are a little bit inverse, and Fu Yushu's preference is the eternal wound in Fu Changling's heart at the age of seventeen.
Fu Yushu's silence made Fu Changling a little strange, and he couldn't help but ask, "Father, why don't you speak?"
"It's okay," Fu Yushu laughed, "I just think you've grown up."
"You're sensible."
His voice was a little lower, and Fu Changling felt a little sour when he heard his voice. He rubbed Fu Yushu's shoulders and whispered, "Dad, what have you been doing recently?"
"Big deal." Fu Yushu closed his eyes and enjoyed the comfort of Fu Changling rubbing his shoulders. When Fu Changling listened, he felt a little sad when he remembered how Fu Yushu died in his last life.
Fu Yushu's health was not very good. Later, at the beginning of the war between the immortals and demons, he was the commander-in-chief of material mobilization behind the entire immortal gate. After an assassination by a demonic cultivator, he was paralyzed. Later, Yunze's aura began to deplete, and he was the first group of monks who suffered when Yunze's aura was exhausted.
Fu Changling thought about it countless times, if the demon cultivator in the karmic prison didn't appear, if there was no immortal and demon battle, or if Fu Yushu's health was a little better, even if he would die in the end, he wouldn't go so early.
"Don't work so hard in the future,"
Fu Changling comforted him in a low voice: "What is the matter for others to do, look at the second uncle and the third uncle, which one of them is not easier than you? All of them cultivate seriously, just you, running around all day to take care of these chores, the boss is not small. It's still a golden pill. I'm a golden pill now..."
"A tattered golden core dares to teach me a lesson?"
Fu Yushu was annoyed by his reading, and fanned his ass: "Go back and rest, stop nagging me!"
Fu Changling was driven out by Fu Yushu, and the maids were waiting for him at the door. When they saw him coming out, the four maids moved towards him, and Yingying smiled and said, "Eldest son, come with us."
Fu Changling followed the two maids back to the bedroom. He was watching the decorations on the flying boat along the way. The style of the whole boat was magnificent and blinding, but it had an unexpectedly warm feeling.
Two maids led him into the room, one maid went to make tea for him, the other maid ironed his bed with incense balls, the other maid brought warm water to wash his hands, and the last maid served him to change his clothes. .
The maid was well-trained, and the whole process was done without the slightest sound. Fu Changling felt a little strange and awkward, and at the same time felt a distant familiar comfort. When he was lying on the warm bed with the scent of orchids, he had spare energy. To think about it, it turned out that he was seventeen years old, and he lived such a life.
And that day is too far away. He is used to wind and rain, blood, anxiety, and sleeping in the wind. Even if the immortal alliance was established later, he became the leader of the immortal alliance and killed all the demons, but because of the lack of materials, and he later focused on cultivating the Tao, he did not have such a luxurious life.
He found that the greatest benefit of such a life is that it gives people a sense of stability. He will make people feel that the world is safe and peaceful.
He wants the world to go on like this forever.
Fu Changling was lying on the bed, he thought quietly.
He came back again, not only to protect Qin Yan, but also to let himself, his family, and his friends, all his life, to live like this.
While Fu Changling was recovering beside Fu Yushu, Qin Yan and Su Wenji also returned to Hongmeng Temple.
The Hongmeng Tiangong was built on the top of the cloud. A huge square courtyard that can accommodate tens of thousands of people floats in the sky. People come and go in the courtyard, which is very lively. The courtyard is surrounded by a wooden corridor, which is surrounded by a square city. Many people are walking on the corridor, sitting or standing, chatting and laughing with the surrounding people.
Above the square-shaped main courtyard, there are seven hills floating around it. After Qin Yan's flying boat slowly flew to the highest mountain and fell, the disciples came out one after another from the flying boat.
Qin Yan and Su Wenji walked out together, Su Wenji led the other disciples and turned to look at Qin Yan: "I'll go with the others to the Salvation Hall first, do you want to go with me or go to see Jiang Gong first host?"
"See Master."
Qin Yan answered with a straight face. Su Wenji was not surprised, he nodded and led the people away. Qin Yan turned around, and Yu Jian walked to a higher place.
Jiang Yebai's residence is at the highest point in the entire Hongmeng Heavenly Palace. Because it is too high, the entire courtyard is covered with snow and ice all year round. When Qin Yan landed in the courtyard, he knew that it was pure white. already."
"Come in."
Jiang Yebai's voice came from inside. His voice was cold and cold, similar to Qin Yan's.
Qin Yan's coldness was like a flower blooming on an iceberg, and it was cold with a bit of temperature.
But Jiang Yebai's voice had neither sadness nor joy, but the indifference and coldness after breaking through the world and heaven.
And this "come in", although the voice line is cold, the tone is a little vague, the speaker does not seem to be very sober.
Qin Yan got the words, and he walked in quickly. Compared with the outside, the inside of the room was much more normal. The floor was paved with black marble and the red beams and columns. Although the room was large, except for a small couch and a small table, other There was nothing, it was empty, and it looked cold.
Jiang Yebai was lying on the bed with his back to Qin Yan, as if he was asleep.
He was wearing a blue cirrus-silver-patterned robe and a white inner shirt, his hair was loosely scattered behind him, and the silver crown was thrown aside by him.
There was a smell of wine in the whole room, and there was a jar of wine rolling on the ground beside the bed. Qin Yan walked in, he first bent down to straighten the jug, then put the sword beside Jiang Yebai, and reached out to cover Jiang Yebai with the quilt.
Jiang Yebai didn't move, and said vaguely, "You're back? Are you alright?"
"Um."
Qin Yan's voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing him: "Disciple is all right, don't worry."
With that said, Jiang Yebai suddenly stretched out his hand and grasped Qin Yan's wrist.
Qin Yan didn't move, but Jiang Yebai used his spiritual power to probe around, then Jiang Yebai opened his eyes and said indifferently, "So many injuries, tell me it's okay?"
"Walking outside, you will get hurt a little bit."
Qin Yan whispered, Jiang Yebai let go of his hand and looked at him in a blink of an eye, Qin Yan got up and went to the basin next to him and rubbed the handkerchief, Jiang Yebai sat up and watched Qin Yan rubbed the handkerchief and came over, After wiping his face, he raised his hand and wiped his fingers carefully.
Jiang Yebai watched his movements quietly and said nothing.
He is only thirty-four years old now, and he was only twenty when he reached the realm of transformation, and now he looks like a young man in his early twenties.
Perhaps it was because all his thoughts were wasted on kendo, and he knew almost nothing in his life.
He adopted Qin Yan at the age of twenty. At that time, Qin Yan was only four years old, so he began to take care of him, so even if Jiang Yebai was thirty-four years old, he did not learn to take good care of himself.
Qin Yan wiped his hands for him and whispered, "Master can't drink like this anymore."
"You're not here," Jiang Yebai's voice was flat, "there are few opportunities."
"I want to drink," Qin Yan turned around and put the handkerchief in the water basin to clean, and walked out with the water basin, "don't throw the wine jars around."
"Um."
Saying that, Qin Yan walked to the door with the water basin. Before he could take a step, he heard Jiang Yebai say behind him, "Ayan."
"Um?"
"Concentric mantra, who cast it?"
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