The two people went from the first antagonist to the harmonious coexistence later. It makes people feel that there may really be no inherently hostile relationship in this world.
No matter it is evil, as long as you are willing to give up the obsession in your heart and sit together, maybe you can become friends without having to fight life and death!
Lingqing was on three poles in the sun on this day, and after Xuan Cang had already drunk the third pot of tea, he walked out from the backyard, disheveled, yawning and wry eyes.
Sitting down on the opposite side of Xuan Cang, Ling Qing started chatting with Xuan Cang on one foot.
"Boy! Find ten magical artifacts... The purpose is not so simple, right!" Ling Qing touched the corner of his eyes with his hand, then looked at his fingers, and then rubbed his fingers on the wooden table beside him with disgust.
Xuan Cang paused with the tea in his hand, and then drank it with his head up as if he hadn't seen anything.
I didn't notice Ling Qing's movements. Instead, Sister Zhou, who was sitting opposite me, suddenly gave a cold snort, dropped the mouse in her hand, and got up and went into the back room.
After a while, holding the old-fashioned copper basin with warm water and white towels, he threw it in front of Ling Qing very uncomfortably.
Ling Qing was splashed with water and looked up at Sister Zhou in surprise.
"Are the Taoist priests as sloppy as you are now?" Sister Zhou frowned and asked impatiently. Then he lost another sentence: "Clean yourself!"
He turned around and sat back to his desk again.
"Haha! Thank you for being grandma..." Ling Qing reacted and immediately agreed with joy.
"Puff..." As I was drinking tea, after hearing Ling Qing call sister Zhou'grandma', I squirted out the tea without holding back.
Xuan Cang also froze for a moment, and his bright eyes swept across Zhou and Lingqing's body, then put down the tea cup in his hand and started to pour his own tea.
"Milk... Grandma?" I don't have as much concentration as Xuan Cang. I stared at Ling Qing wide, before turning to look at the flushed sister Zhou on the other side.
Xing is what happened to Lingqing and Zhou before, that's why the present'grandma' said.
"I... my age... I deserve to be the grandmother of the Taoist priest!" Sister Zhou coughed dryly and said in a strong tone.
"Um..." I was speechless. But I don't know how to go over what sister Zhou said, because she didn't seem to be wrong.
Ling Qing, who seemed to be older than Sister Zhou, called her "grandma" just thinking of keeping the goat's whiskers. She felt weird and awkward turning right.
Since the parties didn't say anything, I had to suppress the gossip factor in my heart.
"Let's go out to talk! Don't disturb them!" Xuan Cang slowly put down the tea cup in his hand and got up from the sandalwood carved chair.
Ling Qing quickly twisted the white towel with her hand, and washed her face once again.
Then he looked at Sister Zhou with a grin, dropped the towel and threw another sentence at her: "Thank you! Grandma!"
"Ahem..." I still failed to adapt to Lingqing's calling sister Zhou'grandma', and accidentally choked on my saliva again.
"Huh!" Sister Zhou snorted coldly, her eyes were looking straight at the computer in front of her, and the keyboard she was typing on in her hand stayed for a while before she continued typing.
Ling Qing followed Xuan Cang's footsteps and walked out of the lobby.
I looked at the two of them, standing on the open space outside. Xuan Cang called out the table and chair, and the two of them started to chat while having a drink again.
Just because they are too far apart, I don't know what they are talking about.
"Boy! My spiritual strength has been weak recently?" Ling Qing sat down opposite Xuan Cang and laughed at him.
Xuan Cang's expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn't heard Ling Qing's words.
"Although Yunmei is powerful, it may oppress you like that... Taoist I am really surprised!" Ling Qing didn't care how Xuan Cang reacted, and said to himself.
Xuan Cang's expression suddenly changed when he mentioned the matter of Yunmei. The breath of the whole body was stagnant for a moment.
Ling Qing was obviously aware of it too, and was taken aback for a moment. Then he shook his head and smiled: "Victory or defeat is a common matter for soldiers, and there is no need to worry about it. It's just..."
Ling Qing probed into the room and said, "I thought you just wanted to use that girl! Unexpectedly, you were pretty good to her!"
Xuan Cang, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said, "You don't know a lot!"
Ling Qing was stunned for a moment, and then reacted again. He laughed and said, "Haha! All living beings have their own way. Although Taoist priests are cultivating the Tao, they have never tasted the Tao, and it is common not to understand!"
"Speak straight!" Xuan Cang finally couldn't bear it, Ling Qing's voice deliberately convoluted.
"Ha!" Ling Qing laughed, and finally stopped selling Guanzi. The body leaned forward slightly and said, "The reason you are looking for Yama's ten magical weapons is not just to protect the ghosts in the sun, right?"
Xuan Cang moved for a while, looking at Ling Qing's probing eyes, his eyes darkened instantaneously.
Ling Qing immediately grinned and said: "Oh! Don't get angry, you can say something. Taoist, I'm just kidding, what are you doing so seriously?"
Ling Qing smiled, waved her hand and fanned Ling Qing, as if this would help him put out the fire.
"This is not funny!" Xuan Cang glanced at Ling Qing coldly, and with a flick of his robe, the table and chairs that had been imaginary disappeared immediately.
Ling Qing, who was about to sit down, sat down on the ground.
"Hey! Boy... You are too much!" Ling Qing immediately jumped from the ground while patting the dust on his buttocks.
Xuan Cang, who turned to return to the room, stopped suddenly and turned to look at Ling Qing coldly.
Ling Qing was taken aback, and the hand under the robe slowly clenched.
"Perhaps... You should call me'Grandpa Grandpa'!" Leaving this sentence aside, Xuan Cang turned around and walked into the house regardless of Ling Qing's reaction.
"..." Ling Qing looked at Xuan Cang's back, and it took a long time before she recovered.
Just now... Is Xuan Cang joking with him
Grandpa Grandpa? …
Thinking of what he called Sister Zhou's'grandma' before, Ling Qingsuan completely understood it!
Unexpectedly, Xuan Cang would even laugh with him. It's really something that surprised him...
Just want him to call him Grandpa Grandpa? Ah! This is too good to think!
Except for Grandpa Grandpa, none of his parents have worshipped before, let alone a Grandpa Grandpa!
Looking at Xuan Cang who was sitting back in the room again, Ling Qing patted the dust off his body. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and immediately fell into a moment of contemplation.
What I just said to Xuan Cang was not really a joke.
Yesterday he had observed the unicorn jade in Xuan Cang's hands all night, and the small jade was inextricably carved with a delicate unicorn. Under the magnifying glass, you can also see a dense layer of characters.
It doesn't look like Sanskrit, and it doesn't look like the characters you can see now.
He searched for a lot of information, and finally checked it out with great difficulty. It was a kind of underworld writing.