In the cold cave, Yang Chan sat quietly in white clothes and plain clothes, just like a stone statue, her eyes were so dim that there was no radiance.

   "Nezha, will you help?"

  There is no wind in the cave, and there is nothing here except the circulating magic circle. Everything, even time, seemed to stand still.

   Dip the cold tea in the cup with his fingertips and place it on the smooth stone table.

  The tea stain slowly fainted.

   "Yes, or no?" She tilted her head to think for a long time, but couldn't come up with a reason.

   The more than six hundred years have not left many traces on her body, but everything in her memory has gradually faded away.

  The whole world has become hazy, and there is only pure waiting. And whether this wait is meaningful, at this moment, I am afraid that even she herself can't tell.

   After a long time, she pursed her lips and smiled lightly.

   "Even if Nezha is willing to help, will he come?"

   More than 600 years ago, the tears that had been shed for a long time now filled his eyes again.

   "Why...why do you have to wait until I get someone to urge me every time? Can't you just take the initiative once?"

   She covered her lips and smiled, tears falling drop by drop on the cold stone table.

   The only trace of warmth left in his heart has also passed away little by little.

  …

   walked to the table step by step, Qingxin reached out to touch the hairpin, Nezha on the side quickly opened his mouth to stop it, and at this moment, Qingxin's hand stopped in the air. The sight slowly drifted towards Nezha.

   One glance, Nezha was startled, and quickly closed his mouth and looked around, pretending to be nothing. Perhaps because of a guilty conscience, the forehead had already started to sweat.

   Qingxin smiled brightly. He sighed softly: "This hairpin looks top-quality. It's been a while, but the style is pretty good. Whose is it?"

   Nezha did not speak, but his foot moved to the side unconsciously.

Qing Xin took the hairpin in front of her and took a closer look, then placed it in front of Xiao Chenxiang, who was holding one of her hands, and shook it, and said with a smile, "Chenxiang, tell my sister. Where did this hairpin come from? It's you. Mother's?"

   Chenxiang shook her head. Those eyes looked cautiously at the father who was shrunk in the corner. At a young age, he seemed to have realized that something was wrong.

   Liu Yanchang's eyes flickered.

   Following Chen Xiang's gaze, Qing Xin also looked towards Liu Yanchang.

   Qingxin looked at Chen Xiang's eyes full of love, but in the process of deflecting his eyes for a short period of time, his eyes suddenly added a bit of sharpness.

   At this sight, Liu Yanchang was startled and looked at Nezha. Seeing that Nezha looked like she couldn't avoid it, she waved her hand and said in a low voice, "Say, it's alright, Chenxiang tells my sister."

   Those big eyes wandered twice, Chen Xiang whispered: "Yes... it was given to Dad by the gods in Huashan."

   "Oh? Immortals in Mount Hua?" Looking at Nezha, whose face was blushing, he asked in a meaningful way, "That immortal... What's the name?"

   "Agarwood doesn't know."

   "Then does your father know?"

   Chenxiang didn't answer, just lowered her head and rubbed her hands, occasionally looking up at Qing Xin pitifully.

   Qing Xin closed her smile, stretched her waist, and put Chen Xiang down.

   this one. Chen Xiang hurriedly rushed towards Liu Yanchang, threw herself into Liu Yanchang's arms, and turned her head.

  Nezha still stood motionless, blushing and at a loss.

  Qingxin crossed his hands and circled back and forth in this small earthen house twice. Youyou said: "He said it, or did you say it?"

   At this question, Nezha suddenly got a little angry, opened his mouth and said: "This matter has nothing to do with you, what are you doing? There must be a limit to arrogance!"

   Qingxin rolled his eyes on the spot, turned around and pointed at Liu Yanchang and said, "Tell me, I'll keep you all right."

"you!"

"If you don't say it, I'll let him say, what's the matter?" Qingxin said leisurely: "What did you want to do just now? Move his memory? Just rely on your ability to move his memory, and it will inevitably happen. Confused, at best, you will become a fool, at worst, you will die. At that time, you will leave an old mother who is sick in bed and a child who is only five years old... tsk tsk tsk tsk, tsk tsk tsk, the original good family, after your third prince has made such a deal, surely It's the end of the family ruined. I can see the injustice and save his family, can't I?"

   Nezha's fire-pointed spear gave a heavy meal, glaring at Qingxin.

   His chest was heaving heavily with anger.

   and Nezha looked at each other for a while, and asked with a blank face, "Do you think I'm doing this wrong?"

   "Do you think it's right?"

   "I don't know if it's right or not. Since I can't figure it out, why don't we go to the Lingxiao Palace for a discussion?"

   Hearing this, Nezha's eyes suddenly widened, and the hand holding the fire-pointed spear was already clenching.

   Burning in anger.

   But, even if he is angry, what can he do? It's obvious that he is the one who caught people's feet, is it really going to be stabbed by everyone?

After staring at each other for a while, Nezha had no choice but to avoid his pure eyes and said, "Sister Yang Chan asked him to find me and ask me to do something, but I didn't agree. It's just such a thing, it is necessary to spread the word. Are you going? I don't care if the trouble is over, I didn't agree anyway. The second brother is a little troublesome. He has no grudges with you, so why bother?"

   Qingxin asked with a smile: "Then, what exactly are you looking for?"

   "No big deal."

   "No big deal, what is it?"

   "It's all said and done, what's the point of you asking?"

   turned his face, pointed his finger at Liu Yanchang with a clear heart, and said, "He doesn't say it, you say it."

"Okay! I said, okay?" Before Liu Yanchang could speak, Nezha snapped and said, "Just... let me take him to apprentice and learn art, saying that if he has finished his studies, he will come back to save Sister Yang Chan... heh. What kind of thing do you think this is? Even with his poor qualifications, he still wants to save Sister Yang Chan? It's a joke. Hey, Sister Yang Chan must have been in that dark place for too long, and she's already a little confused. I'll visit her another day. When the time comes, I will persuade her better."

   Say it. Nezha spread his hands, leaning on his flaming spear and pretending to go out, but when he saw Qingxin standing motionless, staring at him, the smile on his face was completely gone.

   stopped, Nezha smiled unnaturally: "What's the matter? Difficult... Do you really think he can save Sister Yang Chan?"

  Qingxin asked word by word, "Who do you worship as your teacher?"

   "This... Does it make any difference who is the teacher? Is he the only one who has broken aptitude? Are you really a second brother and a vegetarian?"

   "I ask you, who is your teacher?"

"It's not a question of who to worship as a teacher at all, okay? It's fundamental. It's fundamental. It's simply not feasible! If you really take him to worship, not only will you fail to save Sister Yang Chan, but you may also provoke your second brother, Your Majesty. It’s not easy to explain over there. You say this is a thankless thing, what are we doing? Let’s talk about it…”

   Nezha said in a screeching voice, and the reasons came out one after another, and he talked about him left and right.

  The father and son huddled in the corner and listened quietly. Qing Xin's expression became colder and colder.

   Before Nezha finished speaking, she saw Qing Xin turned around and pointed at Liu Yanchang.

"Say!"

   This finger, Liu Yanchang, who was not mentally prepared, was suddenly shocked and blurted out: "The Great Sage Monkey King... Sun Wukong."

   For a time, the whole scene froze.

   He stood quietly with a pure heart, expressionless. Nezha bit his lip, frowned, and stared at Liu Yanchang angrily. Liu Yanchang swallowed dryly and shrank back. Reach out to protect Chen Xiang.

   And that Chenxiang was still ignorant.

   After a long time, Qingxin slowly put down his hand and smiled faintly: "So that's how it is."

"What do you want to do?"

   "It's nothing." Qing Xin took a deep breath and sighed, "I think this is a good idea, let him take my brother as his teacher."

   "Can he learn it? This...this is just ridiculous!"

   "If he can't learn, then let his son go. I really like Chenxiang."

   "Not even this kid! Impossible!"

  Qingxin took a step forward, reaching out to hug Chenxiang. Nezha hurriedly took a stride to block in front of her.

   The two looked at each other.

for a long time. Nezha said in a low voice, "Sister Yang Chan didn't want him to go to apprenticeship at all, even I could see that she was trying to make the monkey express his position. The monkey came to pick her up, but he refused to say it."

   Qingxin still looked at Nezha blankly.

"Do you understand what I mean?" Nezha stretched out his hand and said eagerly, "It's best that we don't get involved in this matter. If Sister Yang Chan can come out, why is the second brother still trapping her? That's him. My sister! It's for her good to trap her! If you get entangled with that monkey, you will be shattered at any time!"

   "What if I had to do this?"

   "Then I'll play! Let His Majesty intervene in this matter!"

   Qingxin pushed Nezha sideways, reached out and snatched the agarwood from Liu Yanchang's arms, grabbed the hairpin placed on the table, turned around and walked out.

   "You stop!"

With a shout of   , Qing Xin stopped.

"Don't think I don't dare to play! Anyway, I didn't get involved in this matter. Your Majesty will definitely not dare to take the second brother, let alone take sister Yang Chan! The trouble is big, that is, it's all **** in Lingxiao Palace. That's it!"

  Qingxin scratched Chenxiang's little nose with the hairpin on her hand, and said with a soft laugh, "Chenxiang, elder sister will take you to another place to cultivate an immortal and become a god, okay?"

   Chen Xiang looked at Qing Xin eagerly and said, "Do you want to... get out of here?"

   "Of course, how do you cultivate immortals in this place?"

   "Can Chenxiang come back to see dad and grandma?"

   "Of course, you've finished your studies. You can come back whenever you want. Immortals will fly, understand?"

   Chenxiang nodded cautiously.

   "Then... Chen Xiang wants to say goodbye to her father and grandma..."

   "Go." Qing Xin bowed and put Chen Xiang down.

"Your Majesty's side, I'll explain it myself, you don't need to worry about it. Also." When he looked up at Nezha again, his expression changed, and he said to Nezha word by word, "Since the three virgins miss him Come pick it up, then, I will definitely, definitely let him pick it up in person." (To be continued~^~)

  PS: , the distance is 3000, and the remaining 94.3. Come on!