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Chapter 1113

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Gu Xi sorted out his emotions, packed his simple luggage, and called Hou Jin to leave the hospital together.

In the afternoon, he took Hou Jin back to Qing Ping Temple to say goodbye to his master.

It was rare for Taoist Gu Qing to say two things:

"Xiao Hou has fate with my Qing Ping Temple. Your master has passed away for two years, so you should join Qing Ping Temple in the future.

Although your master is dead, he is still considered a national hero. You remember that he is not willing to join the sect, so you don't need to worship me as your master. Just join my Daoist temple as a free person. In the future, you will at least have the protection of a sect, and I can help you apply for some benefits. "

"Thank you, martial uncle." Hou Jin didn't expect Gu Qing to take him in and quickly thanked him.

"You go to the temple first and stroll around. I'll have someone prepare a room for you. You can go and see for yourself. If you have any requests, just tell the junior brothers. I still have something to say to Gu Xi. "

"Alright." Hou Jin knew that Gu Qing and Gu Xi must have something to talk about, so he didn't disturb them, so he took his leave first.

Hou Jin was also very happy. He used to have a master. Although it was a small sect, where there was a master, there was a home.

Later, his master died, and he drifted like a lonely soul. Even if the hidden group treated him well and bought him a house, he didn't like a deserted house.

Now that he had a sect, the Taoist temple could only give him a simple bedroom. But for him, he had a home and relatives, and the feeling was completely different.

Gu Qing was worthy of being an old and experienced person. His study of psychology was very good, and he could always give people what they needed the most at the most appropriate time.

"Thank you, master." Gu Xi was a little moved for Hou Jin.

Since his master died, Hou Jin had no backbone. He was an orphan and had no relatives. It seemed that he only had one boss, Gu Xi.

Gu Xi even felt that if he died, what would Hou Jin do?

Now, the master's arrangement was very good.

Even if he wanted to cultivate in seclusion, he still had to have a sect to avoid the troubles of the secular world, right?

Gu Qing smiled and stared at Gu Xi, then started their conversation.

"I've already told you, from the moment you met Lin Mumu, your fate with her had already begun.

I know you are very unwilling, and your master is also very unwilling. However, the two of you are destined to be master and servant. If it was in ancient times, she would be the master while you would be the servant.

The modern era is better, there is no need for such a vulgar master-servant relationship. But you must remember, your fate is closely linked to her. If she dies, your fate with the Dao Sect will be broken. "

"Master, don't worry. Even if it's because of Yunting, I won't let anything happen to her."

"Alright, go." Gu Qing waved his hand. "It's better for you to follow her than to be locked up here."

Gu Xi once again went to the backyard to look at his succulent plants. He thanked his master for moving so many little cuties from Lin Mumu's shop. Now that it was spring, each and every one of them had grown round and plump, and his mood was especially good.

It was obvious that the little fellows were well taken care of by their master when he was not around.

Gu Xi did not dare to stay too long. He packed up his daily things, called Hou Jin, and returned to the hospital.

At night, he still had to sneak a peek at his comrades. Although some people had died, including Yun Ting, there were only five who had died. There were still more people around them.

At the same time, Du Qiang also reminded Gu Xi, "Even if both of you die, I will not let you go. We can't let anything happen to sister-in-law! "

"I know, Du Ge can rest assured." Gu Xi nodded.

Gu Xi also felt it was very strange. He felt that other people were stronger than him. They could walk out of their grief so quickly. Perhaps he had only reached the realm of body refining in the army, but hadn't truly completed the realm of heart refining.

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