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Chapter 125: The Sadness of Wishing

I frowned and regretted going to the hospital first. If I came out of the hotel and went straight to this place, I probably wouldn't meet Qu Mo. With her here, I would have to give her some face and not hit her classmates. I turned around and saw Qu Mo and six or seven men and women standing behind us, three of whom were staring at Wang Zijun at this moment. It seemed that they had a share in the gang fight last night.

Wang Zijun looked at Qu Mo and scratched his head and said, "We... let's do it..."

Is he still a man? He has revenge and complains, what are you afraid to say? I looked up and glanced at the three boys around her and looked unfriendly, and sneered: "We are here to seek justice."

Qu Mo Bingxue is smart. She knew that this was the case. She looked like she was already knowing that it was the case. Her face turned dark and said, "Zi Jun did something wrong last night, but Lu Xiaoxiang was not right to beat someone. I have already said that after I got here today, I will ask you to come over together and ask him to apologize to you." She stopped here and didn't say anything later. I could guess that it was because we came to find fault indiscriminately.

The chef Lu Xiaoxiang then smiled and said, "I was not good at speaking just now, just kidding. We all drank too much last night, and several of our buddies were stumbled into their minds. They all beat Brother Wang like they were dumbfounded. Today, my brother treats him and apologizes to Brother Wang."

This kid is quite sleek, damn it, if you are not sleek in business, you won’t make a fortune. Just now, he looked awesome, and it was definitely not a joke. When he saw Qu Mo, he changed to a grandson and played tricks for me.

But if we don’t hit the smiley person, he is apologizing. If we want to continue making trouble, it will make the man look not generous enough, which is boring. Wang Zijun stared at me. When he saw Qu Mo, he became a brainless person and had no idea. I turned to look at Lu Xiaoxiang again, took a look at his forehead, and nodded: "That's what we want. It's okay, let's go." I pulled Wang Zijun to squeeze out these people.

"Don't, have a meal together, let me have a few drinks with Brother Wang." Lu Xiaoxiang shouted from behind.

I thought he was bullshit, and pulled Wang Zijun out of Longxingju for a while. Qu Mo also came out, walked up to the front of us to stop him, and said angrily: "Master Xi, my classmate apologizes sincerely. If you don't stay for dinner, you should make a smooth move. Doing this is too petty, right?"

I don’t know what happened today, but I always feel a little restless, especially when Qu Mo helped the other party to speak, feeling very uncomfortable. Wang Zijun was still stupid and looked at Qu Mo with a brainless look, but I couldn’t help but sneer: “You raised me up, I don’t deserve it. My brother was beaten and wanted to deal with him, but I saw that his eyebrows were very evil, which was very similar to the little girl on the train and Qin Sihua’s symptoms. I plan to leave him to the evil ghost.”

Qu Mo seemed to have not expected me to be so angry, and he spoke swear words, and was stunned. After a while, he widened his beautiful eyes and asked, "Did you say Lu Xiaoxiang get evil?"

I pretended to be awesome and sneered, but didn't answer her, and pulled Wang Zijun and turned around. When I turned around, I was actually smiling bitterly. My mouth was always harder than a knife and my heart was softer than tofu. It seemed that I was venting, but in fact I was telling him that Lu Xiaoxiang was in a bad mood.

Wang Zijun turned around reluctantly and muttered: "Since the bastard sincerely apologizes, he will be very grateful if he doesn't eat his meal!"

I pinched his wrist hard, and he shouted loudly in pain: "It's broken, it's broken..."

"I told you not to remember. You will be satisfied after drinking too much, right?" I scolded him, no matter what expression Qu Mo was behind him at this moment, and dragged Wang Zijun straight outside Longxing Temple.

When I got here, I turned around and saw Qu Mo standing stupidly outside the restaurant door, looking at us. I suddenly felt that my attitude was a little too much, and I calmed down for a moment. Although Lu Xiaoxiang was a little smoother, the little people living in the city would inevitably develop this kind of personality for life. If there are too many such people, why bother with him? It is because I don’t help but feel at ease.

I looked up at the ticket gate and walked over to buy two tickets. Wang Zijun was pinched just now, but now I don’t dare to ask anything. I followed him into Longxing Temple stupidly. I came in not to play, but to spend time. I waited for Qu Mo to come to me. Because of the evil spirits in Lu Xiaoxiang, she couldn’t solve them, and she would definitely have to ask me for help.

I have been to this attraction more than once, and they are all with Yaxue. At that time, we were naive like many pilgrims. We thought that if we make a wish in front of the statue of God, we would definitely achieve everything. But four years have passed, but the wish has become a bubble that will never be realized. Make a wish is a fucking daydream!

It deceived countless good men and women, but there were still people who were deceived. There were only one god, but there were infinite pilgrims who made wishes. Can he take care of him? Besides, every temple offers the same statue of god, do you know which place is the true body? You may have worshipped Bodhisattva for decades, but the Bodhisattvas don’t know this. You don’t even miss you. You just worshipped a mud statue for decades.

I was too lazy to go around and let Wang Zijun go to play by himself. I sat on the steps of the Main Hall and stared at the endless stream of people. Four years ago, among these tourists, Yaxue and me, but at this moment, I was the only one sitting here in disappointment, missing the wonderful time of the past.

My heart couldn't help but feel ache.

I took a deep breath and advised myself to accept my fate. Perhaps because I chose the profession of the successor of the ghost story, I was destined to have bad fate. Yaxue disappeared from the five elements forever, and Shen Bing was out of reach.

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly saw a man and a woman walking towards the gate in the crowd. The familiar back of this woman attracted my eyes almost to fall off.

She is Shen Bing!

I can't read it wrong, I recognize her burned to ashes. I began to smile bitterly in my heart. This line seems inappropriate to use here, but this metaphor can show how unforgettable I am about her. She is still wearing that white windbreaker, and her back looks so cute and versatile, but the man next to her is so fucking bad.

The two of them seemed very intimate, chatting and laughing while walking, which made my heart start to freeze!

At this moment, I wanted to recognize the wrong person, but my eyes were so bright, and Shen Bing turned his head to look at the man next to him from time to time, and he would never misjudged this side face.

I found myself like a clay sculpture, watching them both walk out of the temple gate with cold eyes, and my breathing almost stopped.

Until their backs disappeared, my eyes were still frozen on the temple gate. A familiar figure also walked through my sight. I had not recovered for a long time and turned a blind eye to it, treating everything as cold air.

"Xi Feng, isn't that the old man who caught ghosts on the train?" Wang Zijun came back and shouted beside me.
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