I am rich in the fairy world

Chapter 1393 Your Father Died Tragically
Han Li walked in behind the crowd. He was not in a hurry to talk to Hu Qing. When he saw Shui Xin, he nodded at him, then turned and walked out.

Shui Xin's eyelids jumped, and she shouted instinctively: "Han Li, Han Li, stop!"

If he could stop shouting, he wouldn’t be Han Li anymore.

Han Li went to invite the old monk personally.

The old monk stood in front of Shui Xin, his face still kind, but he didn't smile.

No one around was talking.

Shui Xin was embarrassed and didn't know what to say. Hu Qing also kept his mouth shut and dared not say a word.

Chen Feng was very surprised. What was the origin of this old monk? Why did so many people, even the ancestors, respect him?
"You won't run around anymore, will you?" the old monk asked in a homely tone.

Shui Xin whispered: "Yeah, I won't run away."

The old monk smiled, raised his left hand and pressed it on his head, pouring warm power into him. Shui Xin's cold body slowly warmed up and emitted a golden-orange light.

Hu Qing took a look and immediately stepped forward to remove the Five Evils Formation. The old monk's move was very powerful. I don't know what kind of energy he poured into it, but Shui Xin's body was quickly repaired, and all the dirt and old injuries quickly disappeared like ice meeting the scorching sun.

It is not the power or light of Buddha.

Many people couldn't recognize what it was. The people at the old ancestor's table exchanged glances with each other, still looking down on the old monk, who was a kind and selfless person.

The Ice Demon in the space snorted.

Juanbu said to him: "This is something you can never have."

Hu Qing: "What?"

Silk cloth: "A blessing from God that comes from a person of the highest quality."

Hu Qingxin said, worthy of the old monk.

Shui Xin's body seemed to have recovered completely. The old monk stuck the soul-nourishing wood on Shui Xin's forehead, and his soul naturally returned to its place.

The soul-nourishing wood was handed over.

Hu Qing: "Grand Elder, please keep it. He has used it. I don't want it anymore."

Looks so disgusted.

The old monk laughed and put it in his sleeve. He patted Shui Xin on the shoulder. The old ancestor called him and he sat down. He was dressed simply and smiled. There was nothing unusual about him.

Chen Feng took a closer look and felt that Hu Qing had many talented people on his side.

Aunt Xian looked at the old monk twice more. The human race is really a race that often creates miracles. Although most of the human race is very weak, they can always produce all kinds of amazing talents, which are no worse than their descendants of demigods. In fact... their descendants of demigods cannot reproduce normally.

Once the food department's people come, how far will the main group be? Anyway, they can be accommodated and are close, just one stop away. If there is something at home, they can just call home. Who wouldn't want to come?

Hu Qing shook his hands: "You are finally here, I really need to take a good rest."

Everyone greeted each other and looked at Shui Xin curiously: "What do you mean? We eat while he smells it? How embarrassing."

The soul has returned to the body and Shui Xin needs to adjust it again, so he sits in the original place to meditate.

Hu chuckled: "Just leave him a bowl of soup."

Oh, by the way, her pot of tonic soup has been prepared and it’s time to eat it.

Everyone had a keen sense of smell, so they didn't bother to be polite to her. Half a bowl from the big pot was not enough for each person.

Hu Qing took out more ingredients. Everyone else brought even more ingredients. It looked like they were going to have a good meal for a few days.

Chen Fengxuan's aunt Shaohua and Jueqiu Fanlao were sitting at the same table, and Chifu was also there.

Chifu said: "My senior sister is really popular."

That’s not good. I was immediately dragged into a drinking contest.

He looked around: "Where is my senior sister's boyfriend? Why is he nowhere to be seen?"

None of the people who came behaved intimately with his senior sister.

It was the monk who seemed to have an unusual relationship with Hu Qing, but they didn't look like a couple.

Han Li: "Let's not talk about him, let's talk about you." He and Yuan Zuishan were responsible for entertaining the guests.

Yuan Zuishan said: "Yes, yes, you look quite old, how come you are my junior sister's junior brother?"

Chi Fu's face darkened, and he looked around. This table was seated according to seniority. What seniority? Of course, it was Hu Qing's seniority. Fan Lao was arrogant and gentlemanly, so he let Aunt Shan take the seat. Chen Feng and Hu Qing were of the same generation, and with so many imperial seals, he must be higher than him. But he was once the one who held the imperial seal, and because he became Hu Qing's junior brother, he became the youngest at this table.

Hu Qing came over with the wine jar but didn't sit down: "Chifu, take good care of the elders. Have you met your two brothers?"

Chifu felt depressed, but he knew what he should do, so he agreed obediently.

Hu Qing turned and went to another table.

Yuan Zuishan watched for a while and asked Fan Lao: "Master, how long will Junior Sister stay this time?"

Without waiting for Fan Lao to answer, Han Li said, "If the rumors are true, he probably won't leave."

We already have a sacred road to heaven at home, so where else do we have to run to?
Fan Lao asked: "Are there many people going to Cunzhongjie?"

Han Li nodded: "Ever since the rumor spread, there have been fewer people leaving the Inch Realm and more people coming in. Everyone has stepped up patrols. No matter how they look for them, they can't destroy the Inch Realm."

Fan Lao: "Keep a close eye on them. If anyone does something evil, just kill them."

Yuan Zuishan took credit: "I am responsible for this matter and I will keep a close eye on it."

He shifted his gaze and asked Chen Feng curiously, "Hey, do you have a divine path to heaven?"

Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yes, there is one very close to me. I will be there in a few days."

Yuan Zuishan said calmly: "If you want to know how to open the Tongtian Divine Road, please tell us. Thank you in advance."

Give him a toast.

Chen Feng said yes and drank three cups with him.

Coming here with Hu Qing, he was really enlightened. There was also Yin Zhu who personally cooked for so many people. Could it be that this was what he was lacking?
Chen Feng made up his mind that after the meal, he would discuss cooperation with Hu Qing and pull the teleportation array over from his world.

In such an atmosphere, Hu Nuan and his group came back, and Xuan Yao also arrived at the same time.

As soon as they came out of the transmission beam, the two sides hugged each other excitedly.

Jin Xin said, "Now that everyone is here, let's eat dumplings."

I followed the directions given to me and came here. I could smell the aroma of dumplings before I even entered the door.

Everyone jumped in and instinctively ran to the stove. It was a big kitchen that was set up temporarily. They often ate and drank in Shuangyang Sect, so everyone was a familiar face.

Only Hu Zhuzhu felt inexplicably palpitating. She turned her head and saw Shui Xin, who looked like a sculpture.

It didn't move at all, and I thought it was a dummy.

Hu Zhuzhu took three steps forward and stood in front of Shui Xin and waited for a while. Seeing that he had no reaction at all, he pursed his lips and reached out to explore.

"Zhuzhu——"

The old monk had seen it and spoke up in time: "Come here, your father is recovering from his injuries, don't worry, he is fine."

Hu Zhuzhu walked over with a stern face, looking displeased with everyone: "Who did it?"

He didn't care about the big guys at the table. As long as the old monk mentioned the name of his enemy, he would kill him immediately.

The old monk was helpless: "His clone."

Hu Zhuzhu's eyes widened and she clenched her fists, knowing that...

"He's dead. Your father has passed away. You should be happy for him."

died?

She died before he even came back?
Hu Zhuzhu was stunned for a moment, then slowly relaxed. Her expression was no longer ugly, and she said awkwardly, "I don't care about him—"

There was a force pulling him from behind, but he couldn't break free. His body was twisted and turned. Hu Qing's cheeks turned red, and he hugged him tightly: "Zhuzhu, you're back - your father died so tragically -"

The smell of alcohol is strong.