The metaphysics boss Gu wear will amaze the world in the future

Chapter 262 I'm actually looking forward to the ending

"Girl, Madam is here." Ming Zhi's face was a little heavy.

Fu Zixi paused slightly with the hand holding the brush, "I don't see you."

She didn't need to guess what Cui Shi came to her for.

But this time, she is determined to punish those ancient warriors who are domineering.

Among them, of course, also includes the Fu family.

The position of the Fu family has lasted for hundreds of years, and most of the other ancient martial arts families still have to act according to the winks of the Fu family.

Ming Zhi looked at Fu Ziqi worriedly, and blessed Fushen, "Then I'll go back to Madam."

Fu Ziqi lowered his head and wrote big characters, expressionless.

When Ming Zhi came back, he didn't make a sound, and stood silently beside Fu Ziqi.

After an unknown amount of time, Fu Zixi put down the brush and asked lightly, "Is she angry?"

Probably because she felt that her daughter was disobedient and disobedient.

Ming Zhi bit her lip, "Girl, Madam seems to be worried about you."

Fu Ziqi was stunned for a moment, not knowing what emotion it was, he gave a low laugh.

"Worry...are you..."

She was fighting against all the ancient martial arts families in Wangcheng, and many of the ancient martial arts families were married to the court dignitaries, so they woven a big net.

Fu Ziqi shook his head, "When will Xiao Jiu arrive in Qingzhou?"

Ming Zhi said, "Do the math, the prince left ten days ago, and he will arrive in about two days."

Fu Zixi sighed, "Many years ago, Xu Jian, the defender of Qingzhou, accepted my love. He is strict, but for my sake, he should take care of Gu Xiaojiu."

She can also deal with Wangcheng's affairs with peace of mind.

Fu Zixi looked at Ming Zhi, "Ming Zhi, are you afraid?"

Ming Zhi smiled and shook his head, "I'm not afraid."

Fu Ziqi frowned, "Okay."

"Get ready, I want to enter the palace."

Ming Zhi said, "It's ready, you can leave at any time."

Fu Ziqi looked at Ming Zhi and suddenly felt that time passed so fast.She was only two years old when she first entered the National Teacher's Mansion, and suddenly, more than 20 years have passed.

She sighed silently, "Let's go."

"Yes."

……

From this day on, Fu Ziqi finally raised his sword.

The chilling blade was swung at the ancient samurai family and some dignitaries.

People suddenly realized that every time Fu Zixi did it, she stood on the standpoint of the common people, and she was never interested in the powerful.

The floods in southern Fujian caused people to be displaced, so she went.The fire in Qingzhou caused the tragic death of innocent soldiers and affected ordinary people, so she went.The plague in Qiongzhou was almost turning into a dead city, so she went too...

It seems that from the very beginning, her purpose was very clear.

But no one cares.Because she came from the Fu family of the ancient martial arts family, everyone thought it was impossible for this young national teacher to take over his family, right?
And yet, she did just that!
What the sword pointed at was her opposite. They stared at her all the time, wanting to gnaw off a piece of flesh and blood from her, the thousands of innocent people behind the sword hilt.

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Fu Ziqi went to Wanfa Temple.

After Du Hui passed away, Fu Ziqi didn't go there as often as before.

There is no Du Hui in Wanfa Temple, only Du Hui's disciple Fa Hui is left.

Fu Ziqi used to tease the little monk Fahui, but Fahui is not an ordinary novice. He has become a monk since he was a child. It is said that he has a lot of wisdom. He is a Buddhist disciple of Buddhism. If there is no accident, he will be the next Wanfa Temple the abbot.

Over the years, Fa Hui has changed from the youthful appearance of Fu Ziqi when he first met him. Now the young monk has become a famous mage, and many people come to listen to his lectures.

Fa Hui was dressed in a simple gray monk's robe, holding Buddhist beads in his hands, and pacing over, saw Fu Zixi sitting on the bluestone table in the Buddhist temple as usual, watching the falling flowers and drinking tea.

"Sponsor." Fahui clasped his hands together.

Fu Ziqi turned his head, "Are you here?"

Fu Ziqi picked up the warm teacup, looked at the green tea in it, and smiled, "I used to dislike drinking tea the least, but now I can bear it, and when I get used to it, I feel that tea is also quite delicious. However, now I can't drink the tea made by Du Hui himself."

Fu Zixi was a little melancholy.

Du Hui used to make tea for her, but because she didn't like tea, she said she would rather drink cold water.But she can drink tea now, but she can no longer drink the tea made by the old monk.

With a calm face, Fa Hui sat down, placed the Buddhist beads, and began to make tea.

The tea he made was also very good, but it wasn't the taste Fu Ziqi wanted.

A petal fell into Fu Ziqi's teacup and floated in it.

Fu Ziqi half propped his head, and suddenly said, "I think my time is almost up."

Fa Hui's hand shook uncontrollably, and the water in the pot accidentally poured out.

Fu Ziqi laughed, "Little monk, you are still not good at this skill. If Du Hui is here, he will only say that everyone is mortal, so don't worry about it. I can almost hear calluses."

Fahui said in a gentle voice, "My practice is not yet complete and I still have a lot to learn."

Fu Ziqi smiled.

Fahui said, "The benefactor...has resentment?"

"Resentment for what?" Fu Ziqi asked back.

"...I don't know." I just feel that no matter what it is resentment, there will always be a trace of this kind of emotion?

Fu Zixi stretched out his hand, trying to catch a petal, but he didn't.She was a little disappointed, but she withdrew her hand in a moment, "What are you resenting? What is there to resent?"

Fu Zixi stood up, turned his back to Fahui, raised his eyes with his hands behind his back, and looked at the blue sky, "Maybe there was a little bit before. But now it's gone. There's nothing to complain about. I just feel a little tired. No, no For one thing, it's very tiring, too tiring."

Fu Ziqi turned around with a smile, without a hint of gloom, "Fa Hui, I'm actually looking forward to my ending."

Fa Hui looked at Fu Ziqi, and her eyes, which had always been calm, could see the secret sadness at this moment.

Fa Hui whispered, "Is there no other way?"

Fu Ziqi smiled, "Monk, why do you seem to be more pessimistic than me?"

Fa Hui picked up her prayer beads and began to move them.

Fu Zixi said, "Didn't you hear the wind? The former national teacher has already announced the will of the gods to the world."

God's will?It's really ridiculous.

Tiandao once chose her and abandoned Fu Jihen, and Fu Jihen could no longer communicate with Tiandao, so where is the will of the gods?
Fahui's hands trembled slightly, and she closed her eyes.

"Fahui, I'm leaving...Next time, if there is a chance, we will meet again."

Fu Ziqi left.

Fahui opened her eyes again, only to catch a piece of red clothes corner.

That touch of red, as bright as blood, is so stunning.

Fu Ziqi went down the mountain.

She went to Fu's house.Mingzhi didn't follow her, she went alone.

She is Cui Shi to see.

Cui went to the National Teacher's Mansion several times, but she didn't see her, and now, she still wants to see her.

(End of this chapter)