I had never felt so tired when I heard Xuan Cang and Ling Qing talk before.
I glanced at the monk and asked, "My father is very ill. What should the monk do? Shouldn't I see a doctor?"
It's not that I don't believe in ghosts and gods, but it's really undesirable to treat diseases through practice.
Maybe there are still many things in this world that we don't know, but the truth about seeing a doctor when you are sick is like having a meal when you are hungry.
Unless it's my father's illness, it's not a disease, but an evil!
"Donor Yao... please come with the poor monk!" The monk practiced a Buddhist philosophy towards me, turned and walked away from the station.
The four monks standing behind him immediately retreated to both sides, giving way to the monk.
I stood where I was, looking at the five monks, and suddenly felt that there was a monk who emphasized the equality of all beings! It's not much different from the underworld, and the general boss subordinates!
Without letting me think about it, the two monks next to me, one from the left and one from the right, walked to my side, stretched out their hands and forcibly took the suitcase in my hand.
"Eh! You—" I frowned, looking at the monk who took my suitcase with a bit of displeasure.
The other monk stepped forward and blocked me. "Donor! Please!"
The monk was almost half-forced, forcing me to follow them.
I followed for two steps. The more I thought about it, the more weird I became. I just stood still and didn't bother to take care of the suitcase.
"Donor! Please follow us!" The two monks following me urged.
I twisted my brows, and glanced back at the monk who had spoken with disapproval. "I'm sorry! I don't know you, and there is no reason to go with you."
After speaking, I turned around, avoiding the two monks and then left.
"You better be obedient!" A cold voice suddenly came from my ears.
That voice was not like the voice of the monk who had just spoken, nor was it like the voice of the fat monk before.
I turned my head to look at the monk standing on the other side, raised my eyebrows and asked, "You just spoke?"
"..." The monk looked at me coldly and did not speak. But that pair of dark eyes had no mercy that a monk should have.
These people have problems! The alarm bell rang in my heart, and I hurriedly moved aside. Want to find a moment, quickly throw them away.
As soon as he moved his steps to the side, he felt a moment of shade on the back of his body.
My body shuddered uncontrollably, shaking and turning back in panic. I felt a sudden flash of green light before my eyes, and the whole person fainted immediately in the next moment.
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After sending the people off, Xuan Cang drove back to the house in the graveyard.
As soon as I walked into the room, I saw Ling Qing and Sister Zhou sitting there waiting.
Xuan Cang glanced at them coldly, turned around and avoided the hall directly, and walked towards the inner house.
As soon as his body shape flashed, he was blocked by a yellow light.
Xuan Cang had to stop and looked at Ling Qing who was sitting on the chair and was learning from him while drinking tea by the table.
"Why? Did you really leave that girl alone?" Ling Qing asked.
"Yeah!" Xuan Cang didn't seem to want to talk more about this, but simply responded.
Sister Zhou frowned and said worriedly: "My lord! Madam's body... It's too risky to be alone!"
Knowing that they didn't make it clear, Ling Qing and Sister Zhou would not be reconciled. Xuan Cang simply turned back directly, walked to the position opposite Ling Qing and sat down.
Seeing this, Sister Zhou immediately stepped forward and poured a cup of tea for Xuan Cang.
"She's been too tight recently, it's not good for her!" Xuan Cang touched the tabletop with his finger, and reached out to take the teacup.
"Hey! I said you idiots and girls... you care too much, but become fearful!" Ling Qing raised his head and drank all the tea in the cup, and hurriedly handed it over and wanted Sister Zhou to pour him a cup too.
Sister Zhou glanced at him, and even though she was unhappy on her face, she still poured him a full glass.
Ling Qing held the teacup, took a sip with joy, and continued: "In fact, have you ever thought about... That girl may be much stronger than you think!"
"Hmm!" Xuan Cang replied, "She has always been strong since she was a child!"
"Hey! Don't talk far away, just talk about what's in front of you... You never doubted, why is that girl suddenly so persistent and wants to go back alone?" Ling Qing half-squinted, looking at the opposite Xuan Cang.
Xuan Cang squeezed the teacup for a moment, and then said: "She naturally has her reason!"
"Yes! That girl has a reason for her to leave alone... But her parents, who have been indifferent to her since she was a child, are afraid of avoiding her. Suddenly they said that she missed her and told her to go back and show her dying father..." Ling Qing While talking, he observed Xuan Cang's reaction.
Naturally, Sister Zhou, who was present at the time, relayed this to Ling Qing.
"..." Xuan Cang was stunned for a moment, staring at the tea cup in his hand, without speaking for a long time.
"Wife and children are all yours! Think about it yourself!" Ling Qing saw Xuan Cang not speaking, and was a little bit silly, and didn't want to say anything else.
He raised his head and drank the tea in one sip, put the cup back on the table, turned and left.
Sister Zhou looked at Ling Qing's back, opened her mouth to stop, and looked back at Xuan Cang with a gloomy look. "My lord! In fact, sometimes when a woman says no, it doesn't mean that she really doesn't want it!"
"What do you mean?" Xuan Cang curled his eyebrows, with a rare look of doubt in his eyes.
"Hey..." Sister Zhou sighed softly, and shook her head helplessly: "Sir, you still don't know enough about Madam!"
After speaking, Sister Zhou turned around and wanted to leave with Ling Qing.
"She doesn't want me to follow, what can I do?" Xuan Cang whispered. In the tone, there was more helplessness and frustration.
Sister Zhou immediately stopped when she heard his words. He pursed his lips and looked back at Xuan Cang, calling out, "My lord!"
"Huh?" Xuan Cang looked up at Sister Zhou.
"Madam is just afraid to hurt you again! There is no woman who doesn't want her husband by her side when she is pregnant!" Sister Zhou said, looking down at her flat belly slightly sadly.
Hearing what Sister Zhou said, Xuan Cang immediately got off the chair and looked at Sister Zhou with a little pity in his eyes. "Those are all gone! Maybe... you should let go!"
"Relax?" Sister Zhou lowered her eyes, a sad smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
She looked back at the direction where Ling Qing had left, and the sadness in her black eyes was even worse.
"I hope..." she said.