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Chapter Twenty Six
Hearing this, Fu Changling turned his head and looked at his father with a look of foolish eyes: "I want to be able to 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 being stunned: "What is this?"
"Thousand faces of water."
Fu Yushu handed the bottle to Fu Changling, quite annoyed: "Do you know why I brought you back? You can't chase the girl like this. When you come up, you will look like you are lying in the Hongmeng Temple of Heaven. Don't people be scared? What is the relationship between her and you? Is it still a husband and wife? Only a husband and wife can be so stalking, you just met," Fu Yushu strengthened his tone, "You must follow, order, gradually, and advance."
"So what do you mean by giving me this Thousand Faces Water?" Fu Changling held the bottle and spoke tentatively. Fu Yushu nodded, "That's what you mean, start over and give people a good impression."
"You can be discovered later, isn't this impression good?"
Fu Changling immediately retorted. Fu Yushu knocked him on the head with a fan, and cursed in a low voice: "How can you be so stupid? You should mix it up now, cultivate your feelings, wait until you have cultivated enough, and then be discovered. Just tell her that you love her. Your relationship is good enough. Then you will apologize and regret it, and this will pass. If you don't go now, do you want to chase someone?"
Fu Yushu sneered, "I'm afraid you will have to throw it out at the entrance of the Hongmen Temple."
Fu Changling stopped speaking. Fu Yushu's prediction was too high. He had indeed been thrown out once.
He sighed and held Qianmian Shui, feeling that this was indeed his only way out. After thinking about it, he turned his head and looked at Fu Yushu: "Why do you say he hates me so much?"
"It depends on what you did to him."
Fu Yushu resolutely said: "Are you having a good time with others?"
"No……"
With this word, Fu Yushu showed an expression of disgust: "Do you know what others like?"
"I don't know..."
"Know her?"
"I don't understand..."
"Then what did you do to her?"
Fu Changling was silent, Fu Yushu propped his chin with his hands, and said lazily: "What do you do you have to say, I can help you after you say it."
"I..." Fu Changling was a little embarrassed, "I lied to him first. Just when I was in Shangguan Villa, I pushed him out to block the knife. While he was protecting me, I ran away by myself..."
Fu Yushu showed a shocked expression.
Fu Changling said the beginning, and then it went smoothly: "Then he wanted to kill me, and the two of us beat each other and were seriously injured. I took advantage of his injury and gave him a concentric curse. Then I worked with him. The process was still very pleasant! "
"Then what was the process unpleasant?" Fu Yushu asked this stupid son with the last glimmer of hope.
Fu Changling grinned reluctantly: "Then I hit him when my heart fell into my body..."
"Hit him?"
"Also scolded him..."
"Also scolded?"
Fu Yushu took a deep breath, and Fu Changling nodded. After he said it, he finally understood why Qin Yan rejected him so much.
Who doesn't have such a good temper?
The father and son fell into silence. Fu Yushu drank a sip of tea in silence to suppress his shock. After a while, he thought about it and said, "Changling, in fact, this world is still very long. Do you want to consider changing someone?"
"I didn't dare to think about what I had in this life," Fu Changling sighed, "but I owe him, I want to pay it back."
Fu Yushu didn't speak anymore. He thought about it carefully. Fu Changling looked at Fu Yushu cautiously: "Father, can I still save it?"
"This..." Fu Yushu hesitated, "must be saved?"
"must."
"Then... how about saving it?"
"Father," Fu Changling put Qian Mian Shui in his pocket, smiling and raising his head, "The stepmother is going to kill me, you go back, the family law will deal with it."
When Fu Yushu got this, he understood what Fu Changling meant.
Yue Sihua is a 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 family. Yue Sihua sent someone to kill Fu Changling, and Fu Changling insisted on making a fuss, and the faces of the two families were ugly.
"Changling," Fu Yushu raised his hand to touch the back of Fu Changling's head, with a sad face, "You look stupid at Hongmeng Temple, how can you talk to Dad, so clever?"
"Father," Fu Changling chuckled, "You have rich experience in relationships, so you can think of a way."
"This," Fu Yushu's face was embarrassed, "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 to me."
"It's fine if you can get close." Fu Changling took it away and knocked Fu Yushu on the shoulder with a fan, "Leave the rest to me, don't worry."
"alright."
Fu Yushu nodded: "You can heal your wounds first, and I will make arrangements for you."
After receiving Fu Yushu's promise, Fu Changling relaxed, he quickly stood up, rubbed his shoulders for Fu Yushu and said, "Father, I know you love me the most."
When Fu Yushu heard this, he was stunned.
In the past, Fu Changling would not say such things. Even if Fu Changling was always likable and would do good deeds, he would never say "You love me the most".
No matter how easy it is, people are a little bit rebellious in their hearts. Fu Yushu's preference is the eternal wound in the heart of 17-year-old Fu Changling.
Fu Yushu's silence made Fu Changling a little strange. He couldn't help but say, "Father, why don't you speak?"
"It's okay," Fu Yushu laughed, "I just think you have grown up."
"Understood."
His voice lowered a little, and Fu Changling felt a little sour when he heard his voice. He rubbed his shoulders for Fu Yushu, and said in a low voice, "Father, what have you been doing recently?"
"Big business." Fu Yushu closed his eyes, enjoying the comfort of Fu Changling rubbing his shoulders. As Fu Changling listened, he felt a little sad when he remembered how Fu Yushu had gone from his illness in the previous life.
Fu Yushu's body was not good at all. Later, at the beginning of the immortal demon war, he was the commander-in-chief of the entire mobilization of materials behind the immortal gate. After a demon repair assassination, his whole person was paralyzed. Later, Yunze's spiritual energy began to fail, and he was the first batch of monks to suffer at the beginning of Yunze's spiritual energy failure.
Fu Changling thought for countless times that if the evil cultivation of the hell did not appear, there was no such battle between immortals and demons, or if Fu Yushu's body could get better, even if he would die in the end, he wouldn't have gone so early.
"Don't work so hard in the future,"
Fu Changling murmured comfortingly: "If you have something to do to others, look at your second and third uncles. Which one of them is not easier than you? All of them are practicing seriously, but you are running around to take care of these chores all day long. The boss is not young. It's still a golden core. I have golden core now..."
"A tattered golden core dare to teach me?"
Fu Yushu was annoyed by him and slammed a fan on his ass: "Go back and rest, stop talking about me!"
Fu Changling was driven out by Fu Yushu. The maid waited for him at the door. Seeing him coming out, the four maids blessed him and said with a smile: "Lord, come with us."
Fu Changling followed the two maids back to the bedroom, and he watched the decorations on the flying boat along the way. The style of the whole boat was magnificent and dazzling, but it felt surprisingly warm.
Two maids led him into the room, a maid went to make tea for him, a maid used a fragrant ball to iron the bed, a maid brought warm water to clean his hands, and the last maid served him to change his clothes .
The maid was well-trained, and there was no sound in the whole process. On the one hand, Fu Changling felt a little strange and embarrassed, and on the other hand, he felt a distant familiarity and comfort. When he lay on the warm bed that exuded the fragrance of orchids, he had spare energy. Think about it, it turned out that he was seventeen years old, and he lived like this.
And such a day is too far away.
He is accustomed to wind and rain, blood, anxiety, and sleepless nights. Even if the immortal alliance was established later, he became the leader of the immortal alliance and killed all the magic repairs, but because of the lack of materials and his later devoted to cultivating the Tao, he did not have such a luxurious life.
He found that the biggest advantage of such a life was that it would give people a sense of stability. He will make people feel that this world is stable and peaceful.
He wants this world to continue like this.
Fu Changling was lying on the bed, he thought quietly.
He came back to life, not only to keep Qin Yan well, he also wanted to let himself, his family, his friends, and his whole life live like this.
When Fu Changling was recuperating by Fu Yushu's side, Qin Yan and Su Wenji and his party also returned to Hongmeng Tiangong.
Hongmeng Temple was built on the top of the cloud. A huge square courtyard capable of accommodating tens of thousands of people floats in the sky. People come and go in the courtyard, which is so lively. The courtyard is surrounded by a wooden promenade, and this square city is inhabited around it. Many people are walking on the promenade, sitting or standing, chatting and laughing with the surrounding people.
Above the square-shaped main courtyard, there were seven hills floating around it. After Qin Yan's flying boat slowly flew to the highest mountain and fell down, his disciples stepped out of the flying boat one after another.
Qin Yan and Su Wenji walked out together. Su Wenji led the other disciples and turned to look at Qin Yan: "I will go with the others to the Salvation Hall first. Do you follow me or see Jiang Palace first? host?"
"See Master."
Qin Yan answered sternly. Su Wenji was not surprised, he nodded, and led the people away. Qin Yan turned around and walked to the heights with his sword.
Jiang Yebai’s residence is at the highest point of the entire Hongmeng Temple. Because it is too high, the courtyard is always snow and ice. When Qin Yan fell into the courtyard, he knew it was pure white. He stood at the door of the hut and said respectfully: "Master, disciple. came back."
"Come in."
Jiang Yebai's voice came from inside, his voice was cold, somewhat similar to Qin Yan, carefully tasted, but different.
Qin Yan's coldness is the blooming flowers on the iceberg, it is cold with a bit of temperature.
But Jiang Yebai's voice was without sorrow or joy, but it was the coldness after breaking through the world of heaven.
And this "come in", although the voice is cold, the intonation is a little vague, the speaker does not seem to be so clear.
Qin Yan was able to speak, he stepped in. The room was much more normal than the outside. The floor was black marble with red beams and pillars. Although the room was large, except for a small couch and a small table. There was nothing, it was empty, and it seemed to feel cold.
Jiang Yebai lay 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 undershirt. His hair was scattered randomly behind him, and his silver hair crown was tossed aside.
There was a smell of wine in the whole room, and there was a jug of wine rolling on the ground beside the bed. Qin Yan walked in, he first bent over to straighten the hip flask, then put the sword beside Jiang Yebai, and stretched out his hand to cover Jiang Yebai with the quilt.
Jiang Yebai didn't move, and said vaguely: "I'm back? Are you okay?"
"Um."
Qin Yan's voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of quarreling him: "Everything is fine, disciple, don't worry."
As he said, Jiang Yebai put out his hand suddenly and grasped it on Qin Yan's wrist.
Qin Yan didn't move, but Jiang Yebai used his spiritual power to explore around. Then Jiang Yebai opened his eyes and said indifferently: "So many injuries, tell me it's okay?"
"Walking out, 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 next basin to rub the veil. Jiang Yebai sat up and watched Qin Yan rub the veil and walk over. He wiped his face a circle, then raised his hand, and wiped his fingers carefully.
Jiang Yebai watched his movements quietly and said nothing.
He is now only thirty-four years old, and he was only twenty when he reached the realm of God Transformation. Now he looks like a young man in his early twenties.
Perhaps it was because all his thoughts were left on the kendo issue, and he knew almost nothing in his life.
He adopted Qin Yan when he was twenty. At that time, Qin Yan was only four years old and began to take care of him. So even if Jiang Yebai was thirty-four years old, he didn't learn to take good care of himself.
Qin Yan wiped his hands clean and whispered, "Master can't drink like this anymore."
"You are not here," Jiang Yebai's voice was flat, "There are few opportunities."
"I want to drink." Qin Yan turned around and put the veil in the basin to clean it, and walked out with the basin. "Don't throw the wine jars."
"Um."
With that said, Qin Yan walked to the door with the water basin. Before he could take his steps, he heard Jiang Yebai say behind him: "A Yan."
"Um?"
"Who made the Concentric Curse?"