In late autumn, the streets are covered with withered yellow leaves.

On Prince Mountain, there are also fallen leaves floating, and the autumn is bleak.

Mrs. Qin dragged Qin Zheng, and the two climbed up the mountain step by step.

Knocked at the door of Qingyang Temple.

A "creak" sound.

The door was pushed open from inside.

Qin Zheng smiled, "Tao Master——"

Um?

No one was seen in front of me.

Qin Zhengzheng was puzzled, and his trouser legs were pulled hard by a fleshy little hand.

He lowered his head.

A small pink ball with a Taoist priest's hair tied up, wearing a gray Taoist priest's clothes, and the red beads on the eyebrows were gorgeous and beautiful.

He raised his little face and looked at Qin Zheng, bowed his head, and spoke in a silence, "Sir, the master of the spectator is already waiting in the spectator. Please follow me."

Mrs. Qin's eyes were shining at the slutty little dumpling: So cute!

Hmm!

Much cuteer than that son with ice cubes!

Qingling led Qin Zheng and his wife to the courtyard and ran quickly to Qingyangzi, "Grandpa, I've led them in."

"good."

Qingyangzi gently reached out to rub the little boy's bun, took out a lollipop from his pocket, "You go and review your homework first."

"good."

Qingling, who was lying on Qingyangzi's knee, climbed down again, stood firmly on the ground, and ran away.

Qingyangzi stroked the beard on his chin and reached out to signal with a smile, "Please sit down, two."

Qin Zheng nodded and walked over with Mrs. Qin's hand.

"Master, long time no see."

Qingyangzi glanced over Qin Zheng and his wife, rubbed their fingers at the teacup, and laughed loudly.

"The two should have come for Qin Zong."

Mrs. Qin nodded.

"I would like to ask the Taoist priest to have another spell for Xiao Zongbu."

Qingyangzi: "This is unnecessary."

Mrs. Qin clenched her fingers, "Why? If Xiao Zong escaped this disaster, can he survive the rest of his life safely?"

"Natural energy."

Qingyangzi paused, "If you have the great disaster, you will naturally be safe."

"What about marriage?"

Mrs. Qin: "I want to know how Xiao Zong's marriage is."

At this moment, her heart was like a mess of weeds and she didn't know how to do it.

"Marriage?"

Qing Yangzi raised his eyebrows in surprise and raised his tone slightly, "Madam, Qin Zong's fate is different from that of ordinary people."

The evil spirit is strong, and it is the emperor's destiny with purple air.

He has a high position and great power.

"He is destined to be lonely for a lifetime without anyone to accompany him. Marriage is impossible."

Qing Yangzi's tone was very solemn: "Madam Qin, I'll tell you in a simple way that Qin Zong's fate is so fierce that ordinary people, whoever marrys him will die."

"You'd better not act randomly. Otherwise, it will kill someone else's life."

Mrs. Qin's face turned pale.

His lips moved and unconsciously grabbed her husband's palm.

A pair of beautiful eyes were filled with anxiety and worry.

"What you mean by loneliness for a lifetime, it turns out...that's what you mean?!"

"Wouldn't Xiao Zong be unable to get married at all? No wife, no children, no family..."

Qin Zheng sat next to his wife, his face dark and said nothing.

Qingyangzi raised his left hand lightly.

Qin Zheng and the others had known that their son had a lifelong approval in his destiny.
Chapter completed!