I am building a fairy garden on earth

Chapter 117 An 800-year-old nephew? (Begging to subscribe at the fifth watch)

The old Miao Zhu's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and seemed to have reacted, two lines of old tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes again, and then he shouted loudly with his head: "I can't repay the favor of the Shangxian for rectifying his name, the little demon... thanks to the Shangxian !!!”

The tone is sincere, without any falsehood.

"Get up..."

Xu Boqing shook his head and said, "It's not me you really should thank, but the barefoot doctor who saved your life and taught you how to live in the world..."

"Good and evil will eventually be rewarded. If you do good deeds, even if the blessings have not yet arrived, the misfortunes will be far away; if you do evil deeds, even if the misfortunes have not yet arrived, the blessings will be far away."

Wu Qin clapped his palms and smiled, and said: "Now that your fortune has come, and you have noble people to help you, as long as you practice hard this time, this karma is enough to make you go further!"

The old temple wished to weep with joy, Natou bowed, "Xiao Yao thank you two seniors! Thank you, Shangxian!!"

"Your method of cultivating the divine way should be incomplete~"

Xu Boqing pondered for a while, borrowing the divine power of the Water God Talisman, with a flick of his fingers, a flash of spiritual light rushed into his heavenly spirit, and said: "I hope this method can help you get rid of the demon body and achieve a positive result in cultivation."

The old Miao Zhu looked slightly stunned, and when he found that there was a more comprehensive practice method in his mind than the method of Shinto practice in the jade slip, his face was overjoyed...

"Thank you, little demon, for the grace of God for bestowing the Dharma!!"

"I hope to meet you in the future. You can call yourself a little god, not a little demon..."

After Xu Boqing finished speaking, he waved his hands and said, "Go, let's go~"

"Little... little demon will never forget what the god said!!"

The old Miaozhu kowtowed to thank the surrounding people again, and then used the method of earth escape to escape into the ground and left...

Seeing him walking away, Xu Boqing cupped his hands and asked, "My humble Xu Boqing, what do you call the two fellow Taoists?"

"Wu Qin..."

Wu Qin also cupped his hands, seeing his young master looked at the surrounding scenery as if he was sick again, and said with some embarrassment: "This is my young master, Long Xing."

At the end, he added another sentence: "My son is not good at words, he is a bit shy, I hope Mr. Xu will not blame you..."

"Boss Wu is too serious..."

Xu Boqing and Ao Xing clasped their hands together, and said with a smile: "If Master Xing hadn't had the help of the god restraining spell just now, Xu would have to use his hands and feet to understand the twists and turns in the Dragon King Temple."

"..."

Ao Xing's face was a little weird. He was not good at communicating with outsiders, but he also knew that if people talked to him, if he didn't respond, he would look very uneducated...

But what should I do?

After struggling for a while, just when Wu Qin was about to speak for him, he cupped his hands and said, "You're welcome."

"..."

Seeing the scene, Wu Qin was embarrassed for a moment, and changed the subject with a shy expression, "Just now, I saw Mr. Xu has the aura of the amulet of the Shui Clan God, and he is very kind..."

"What you get from killing a big monster..."

Xu Boqing didn't deny it either, he only said half-truthfully: "That big monster is just like the old Miaozhu just now, but he has a high level of morality, and he turned into a river god to harm one side. I killed him as soon as I saw it..."

"Hiss... admire, admire..."

Wu Qin's horoscope trembled. As the tortoise prime minister of Tongtianhe Dragon Palace, he has seen many river and lake gods, and he knows that being able to be a river god is certainly not simple...

So this admiration is really sincere...

Then he seemed to think of something, bowed and saluted and said: "Young master Xu has a high level of cultivation, killing this demon god can be regarded as eliminating a great harm for our Shui people, Wu Qin should be respected..."

"I can't, I can't..."

Xu Boqing hurriedly stepped aside, still half-truthfully said: "And that demon god obviously has the water god talisman, but he is still full of hostility and does not follow the right path.

Xu's ability to win against the demon god was mainly due to opportunism and some tricks, but he can't be called a master of cultivation. "

He paused, then looked at Long Xing at the side, and said: "Mr. Xu Guanxing is a dragon with a dragon body, he is noble, and he has a housekeeper like Boss Wu. I don't know where to practice? "

"..."

Ao Xing was taken aback for a moment, thinking of what his mother had told him that 'you are not allowed to call him the prince of Tongtianhe Dragon Palace outside', he wanted to just say something to fool him.

But think about it carefully...

I don't think I've been anywhere else...

And this Xu Boqing's heel is obviously not bad, if he accidentally said something wrong, wouldn't it be a joke for nothing?
He struggled for a while and finally didn't dare to speak casually, but looked at Wu Qin who was asking for help, as if asking: "Prime Minister Gui, how should I make up a lie?" '

"..."

Seeing this, Wu Qin's toes curled up, and he wished he could cover his face with his hands. He just felt that his son was really... pure to the extreme.

"Mr. Xu, take a step to speak..."

He stepped forward with a embarrassed expression, pulled Xu Boqing aside, and then used spells to block the sound, and then explained awkwardly: "Don't blame Mr. Xu, my son...he...he has a simple mind and is not good at expressing it."

"I see..."

Xu Boqing turned his head and glanced at Long Xing who had a troubled expression on his face, and asked with an inexplicable expression: "Boss Wu, may I ask, how old is your young master?"

Wu Qin replied with a look of despair: "More than 800..."

"Eight……"

Xu Boqing stared, almost choked on his own saliva, and said in disbelief: "Mr. Xing is so old, has he not been in contact with anyone?"

"Except for my own family, my young master basically doesn't go out, let alone contact with outsiders..."

"This……"

Xu Boqing thought that if he stayed in his house for more than 800 years and did not go out, he was afraid that people would go crazy...

"Ugh……"

Wu Qin seemed to have thought of something, and glanced back at his young master, then sighed, and explained: "My young master likes to study weapons and alchemy on weekdays, and is not good at socializing.

Some time ago, the mistress went out for a trip, and when she came back, she taught the young master a lesson, and ordered the young master to enter the world to practice...

The mistress also thought of the young master's character, if no one supervised him, she might be stuck in a certain river again, so she sent me to follow..."

His voice paused, and he said helplessly: "If there is any offence, I hope Mr. Xu will forgive you."

"..."

Mistress?Went out for a while ago?Did you teach the young master a lesson when you went back?Or order him to enter the world to practice?
Xu Boqing blinked in surprise...

Naturally, Ao Lan, the real dragon who was caught with her body as bait when she was floating in the river a few days ago, naturally appeared in her mind. Back then, Ao Lan also said that there was a disobedient son in her family...

I also taught her the way of educating people...

The theory of practice in the world has also been mentioned...

This……

With such a guess, when he thinks about seeing Long Xing before, there seems to be a vague cause and effect involved in it, and he often wonders in his heart...

Wouldn't it be so coincidental?

He glanced back at Long Xing, and the more he looked, the more he looked like...

If it is true, according to the uncle-sister relationship between him and Ao Lan, isn't this Long Xing his nephew?

800-year-old nephew?
"See you outside, see you outside..."

Xu Boqing seemed to have thought of something, without rolling his Adam's apple up and down, he asked insincerely, "Young Master Xing is over 800 years old and still needs to be disciplined? Is your mistress so strict?"

"That's not..."

Wu Qin hesitated for a while, he already wanted to make friends, thinking that revealing some unnecessary 'secrets' could also draw some relationship between the two parties...

Then he explained: "My mistress's usual personality is still very good, that's nothing to say, but she went out to lie down a while ago, and she became strict when she came back..."

"Will you be strict after going out for a trip?"

Xu Boqing raised his brows, and asked tentatively: "It's not easy for Mr. Xing. He is over 800 years old and he was reprimanded by the mistress of your mansion. He must be depressed. Boss Wu needs to be enlightened..."

"Hey, it's not easy... I was taught a lesson... I can't even say it... I dare not say it..."

Thinking of the tragic situation of his young master being beaten that day, Wu Qin couldn't help sucking his breath through his teeth in panic.

Then he came back to his senses, raised his brows and said, "My young master is indeed depressed, but I have already managed to transfer the depression, so it's okay..."

"..."

Seeing Wu Qin's terrified expression, Xu Boqing thought to himself, if the mistress he mentioned was really Ao Lan, then Long Xing probably got beaten a lot...

Immediately, he seemed to think of something, and asked with interest, "How can this depression be transferred?"

"This matter is easy..."

Seeing his very interested appearance, Wu Qin immediately understood the meaning of the phrase 'gossip can narrow the distance between people'...

Now the relationship between me and Mr. Xu has been drawn in a lot invisibly?
He stroked his mustache and raised his eyebrows and explained: "The mistress went out for a trip, and her personality changed drastically when she came home. I deliberately guided the young master to remind him that there must be a villain who slandered in the mistress's ear..."

He paused, raised his brows and said, "Didn't the young master's depression naturally transfer out?"

"..."

Xu Boqing's cheeks twitched when he heard the words, and he finally knew where the cause and effect between himself and Long Xing came from...

Immediately raised his fingers and praised: "Tall, it's really tall! Wonderful, it's really wonderful!"

"Overrated, overrated..."

Wu Qin chuckled, and then showed an attitude that we only told you because of our good relationship, and said, "I hope Mr. Xu will keep this secret for me..."

"That's natural..."

Xu Boqing is now almost [-]% sure that the mistress Wu Qin mentioned is Ao Lan, and the rebellious son Ao Lan mentioned is the shy Long Xing in front of him!
This……

He glanced at Long Xing, and saw that he was also looking this way, and after making eye contact for a short time, he separated again...

This... How many beatings will this take...

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