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Chapter 220: Shangyuan Daoist(2/2)

With Mrs. Miao?

A disciple of the Qingyun Sect is willing to follow Mrs. Linglong Zhuangmiao. What is going on?

No wonder they were so familiar with me along the way. I found this place without any trouble. It turned out that I was going home.

Qin Fen couldn't help but become cautious.

What on earth is Mrs. Miao planning, and what is the banished immortal woman Mian Yu planning?

The more Qin Fen thought about it, the more confused he became, and the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong.

He simply didn't want to and followed the banished fairy woman Yanyu into the courtyard.

From a distance, I saw a figure from behind, wearing a blue Zen robe, with a wooden hairpin on his head, sitting cross-legged and facing east.

From this position, Qin Fen couldn't see her face at all.

"Yanyu, friends, please sit down for a while. I'll be fine in a minute!"

"Okay, Master, you are busy!"

Yanyu, the woman who was banished to immortals, said, and took a deep look at Qin Fen.

"Senior, you are busy!"

In this way, the two of them waited for about half an hour before Taoist Sister Qingyi finished her homework.

He kowtowed to the east twice more and then stood up.

The moment he turned around, Qin Fen's eyes widened. This Taoist nun in blue caught his eye.

She is too young, as young as a young girl in her twenties, and the traces of time have left no trace on her face.

"I have nothing to entertain you in the barren mountains and mountains here. Young man, just feel aggrieved!"

Even her speaking voice was so young, like the crisp voice of a little girl.

No matter how you look or sound, she doesn't look like Mrs. Miao's sister.

Mrs. Miao already has the image of a middle-aged lady, so her sister should be about the same?

How did you become so young?

For such a young person, no matter how you think about it, you can't figure out that he has a son, Cheng Ziyue, who looks several years older than her.

It was even more unimaginable that Kou Zhong, an old man who was about to be buried, and she were once a couple.

"Um!"

Taoist nun Qingyi nodded slightly, probably answering Qin Fen's doubts. She was the person Qin Fen was looking for.

"Junior Qin Fen meets senior!"

Although Qin Fen felt awkward, he still stepped forward and bowed deeply to Taoist Priest Qing Yi.

"Who are you……"

Taoist nun Qing Yi was puzzled for a while, guessing that she didn't know who Qin Fen was or who her disciple Yan Yu was.

"I know Senior Brother Cheng, Elder Wu!"

While Qin Fen was thinking and excited, he grabbed a small, square box from the air, glowing a sad and bright red.

They are the ashes of Cheng Ziyue and Kou Zhong.

Since it's awkward to stand around, it's better to just get the matter done and leave when you're done.

Seeing the small box, Taoist nun Qingyi looked sad, as if she realized something immediately.

She turned her face secretly, wiped the tears on her face, and said with a hint of sorrow and choked with sobs: "In the end, you still can't escape the destiny. You didn't want to come here when you were alive, and you didn't want to come here after you died."

has no meaning?"

"My condolences, senior!"

Seeing Taoist nun Shang Yuanzi in Qingyi, Cheng Ziyue's biological mother, and Kou Zhong's half-wife, Qin Fen's heart ached.

He really didn't know what to say, Cheng Ziyue died in front of him, and Kou Zhong was still devoured by him alive.

Thinking about this makes his heart hurt. It makes Qin Fen feel really uneasy and he doesn't even dare to look at Qingyi Taoist Shang Yuanzi.

"It's all the fault of the juniors. It's the juniors who are sorry for them!"

Qin Fen felt very confused.

Especially when I saw Shang Yuanzi, Kou Zhong's ashes, and Cheng Ziyue's ashes, it was really confusing.

"This has nothing to do with you. His death was his own fault. He asked for it. He insisted on adhering to any principle. In the end, the principle is adhered to, and life has principles. But is it really worth it to hide one's head and hide one's name for a lifetime?"

As Shang Yuanzi spoke, he touched their ashes and couldn't stop crying from his eyes.

Even more uncomfortable than before.

"I dare not hide it from my senior. The urn contains both Elder Wu's ashes and Cheng Ziyue's ashes!"

Qin Fen thought for a while and said truthfully.

Taoist nun Qingyi is already sad enough. If he deceives her again and doesn't tell her that her son is also dead, his heart will be uneasy.
Chapter completed!
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