The disciples of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect came to escort Gu Qingxi and the others.
And he was an acquaintance, Lekong's uncle, Jueming. He was
the Jueming who sold a salted fish to Gu Qingxi in Southern Xinjiang, and was called a bald donkey by Gu Qingxi, and then he was very hurt.
Jueming did not disguise himself or wear a wig this time. He had a handsome face and a lively look. When he saw Gu Qingxi, he smiled with his lips curled, and his charm was boundless: "Qingxi, long time no see."
Gu Qingxi: "..." Such a bright bald head, such a showy monk.
Lekong was a little surprised: "Eh? Uncle Jueming, why are you here to escort us?"
"I have acquaintances there, so it's convenient for negotiation." Jueming explained simply.
"You are Feng Xiatian, a good friend of our Lekong." Jueming said to Feng Xiatian. He had known about Feng Xiatian from Lekong a long time ago. The son of the Feng family, a family of alchemy.
Feng Xiatian bowed earnestly: "Master Jueming."
Jueming smiled and said: "Oh, you are so good."
After Jueming finished talking to Feng Xiatian, he turned to look at Gu Qingxi and winked at her: "Qingxi, what's wrong? We haven't seen each other for a long time. Are you so happy to see me that you can't speak?"
Gu Qingxi: "..." Could she say that she always felt that it was not so reliable to let Jueming negotiate with the people of Donghua Palace?
Gu Qingxi said faintly: "No, I just had a flash in front of my eyes and didn't come back to my senses."
"Flash? Flash what? Because of my beauty?" Jueming smiled.
I have to admit that when Jueming smiled, he was charming but not coquettish, and he was indeed beautiful.
However, when Gu Qingxi saw his big bald head, she couldn't bear to look directly at him.
Suddenly, a magnetic and frivolous voice interrupted, sneering: "What beauty, my little sister was blinded by your bald head."
Well, this voice and this tone, needless to say, it is the second brother An Qingyuan who is here. It must be said that the second senior brother still understood Gu Qingxi's thoughts at the moment.
Jueming looked at the person who was speaking. He was not annoyed by what he said. Instead, he smiled and said in a gentle tone: "You poor guy, what else is there to be proud of except that you have more hair than me?"
Gu Qingxi raised her eyebrows slightly. Does it really fit the image of you disciples of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect to say such poisonous words in a gentle tone?
An Qingyuan's mouth twitched: "Don't expose people's shortcomings!"
Jueming sneered, and his tone was no longer as gentle as before: "Mutual."
Gu Qingxi was really stunned.
Hearing the familiar tone of Master Jueming and his second senior brother, Gu Qingxi also understood that the two knew each other, and their relationship was probably not ordinary.
Liaokong asked before Gu Qingxi: "Uncle, do you know Qingxi's second brother?"
Jueming took a breath, looked up at the sky, and said in a deep voice: "Excellent people, of course, know each other."
Second brother An Qingyuan also looked up at the sky, and said in the same deep tone: "Yes, the friends of excellent people are naturally such excellent people."
Gu Qingxi: "..." Does this excellence refer to being equally showy and narcissistic?
Second brother's ridicule of Jueming was really accurate. Jueming has to wear a wig when traveling outside. It can be imagined that he and Liaokong actually want to have beautiful hair.
And Jueming's counterattack just now really stabbed second brother in the heart.
From the third brother, I learned that the second brother has been very poor since he was a child, and he often asked the eldest brother to borrow money. The second brother is indeed very poor.
One is poor, and the other is bald. Is this the love-hate relationship between friends?
But this generation seems a bit messed up again.
Jueming and the second brother are friends.
Jueming is Liaokong's uncle.
And she and Lekong are friends.
Forget it, let's call each other by our own names, just get used to it.
Everyone is here, so let's go.
Lekong said excitedly: "I'll do it this time, I'll do it."
After that, he took out the flying boat given by Lan Rongjun.
An Qingyuan took a look at the flying boat, touched it with his hand, and said: "This flying boat is good."
Jueming stepped forward to observe it, and also affirmed: "This flying boat is really good. Lekong, where did you buy it?"
Lekong scratched his head: "I didn't buy it, it was given to me by a friend."
Gu Qingxi also missed Lan Rongjun at this time.
I don't know if Lan Rongjun has come out of retreat, and I don't know what Lan Rongjun's reaction will be after he knows that they are human beings and leave without saying goodbye. Forget it
, don't think about it for now.
Maybe there will be a day to meet again.
As long as she can find a way to reinforce the flying boat, she can go to the space gap through the teleportation array and then go to the demon world.
At that time, she can buy materials in the demon world and resell them in the human world, and then take the elixir from the human world to the demon world to resell.
She had discussed this matter with Feng Xiatian and Liaokong before.
The three of them hit it off immediately.
They both thought that Gu Qingxi was a business genius.
The problem now is to find a flying magic weapon that can withstand the rigors of space gaps.
Solve this problem, and it will not be a dream for them to travel to the demon world easily.
Everyone boarded Liaokong's flying boat. Liaokong controlled the flying boat to fly into the sky. After getting away from Tianqing Sect, he looked at the endless sky and said excitedly: "Sit tight, I'm going to start flying."
Gu Qingxi suddenly had a bad feeling when she heard Liaokong's tone.
Jueming was puzzled: "Just fly, why are you...ahhhh..."
Jueming didn't have the chance to say the rest of the words, and he rolled from one end of the boat awning to the other.
Feng Xiatian had been mentally prepared, and she skillfully found a corner and fixed herself there.
An Qingyuan didn't roll to the side because Gu Qingxi grabbed him.
Gu Qingxi looked at Lekong who was operating the flying boat with a pale face and said, "Lekong, fly slower, I feel a little dizzy."
Lekong took the time to look back and said, "Now you know how Xia Tian and I feel when riding on your flying boat, right?"
Gu Qingxi: "..." It turns out that I don't feel dizzy when flying, but I feel dizzy when riding someone else's flying boat?
"You little bastard, stop right now!" Jueming finally stood firm and roared.
He had lost all his image just now!
But An Qingyuan still maintained his perfect image because Gu Qingxi held him back.
Damn it!
Did the little nephew deserve a beating?
Lekong was startled when he heard Jueming's roar, and quickly stopped the flying boat.
Gu Qingxi stepped forward with a pale face and squeezed Lekong away. Lekong wanted to say something, but Gu Qingxi waved her hand: "Don't worry, I won't fly so fast. This is not a space gap, and there are no enemies chasing me. Why should I fly so fast?"
Lekong heard her words and gave up his position at the operating table.
Gu Qingxi silently drove the flying boat forward and flew steadily.
Jueming reached out and patted Lekong's bald head, gritting his teeth: "Who did you learn this from? You're flying like that, do you want to kill me?"
Lekong said weakly: "I learned it from Qingxi."
Jueming glanced at Qingxi who was driving the flying boat seriously, and felt the extremely slow speed now, and said angrily: "Nonsense, look at how steadily Qingxi is flying now!"
After saying this, Jueming suddenly fell silent.
Because he remembered that he had once sat on Gu Qingxi's flying boat, and the speed was so fast that his wig rolled off!
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