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Although the lightning shot from the long sword in Azlar's hand was powerful, Xu Changqing was in slightest, and all the power was only pounding on the surface of his body. Compared to Azlar's thunder and lightning, Samar's spell seemed much more effective. Dozens of blood-colored chains appeared on his back instantly, and when Xu Changqing's hands hit his back, the chains also hit Xu Changqing's body.

What surprised Xu Changqing was that the mysterious power contained in these chains seemed to be somewhat similar to his Yin God Stick. It could easily pass through his immortal body of the Heavenly Corpse and directly hit his soul. Xu Changqing only felt his mind fascinated. As his eyes turned dark, the surrounding scenes disappeared instantly and turned into an alley. Both sides of the alley were very typical Chinese buildings, and he was lying on the ground with alcohol.

"This looks familiar?" Xu Changqing narrowed his eyes slightly, looked around with caution, and a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes. Then he found that his appearance was no longer a skeleton-shaped immortal body, but became an ordinary person, wearing a long blue literary gown, an incongruent lower body, a pair of Western trousers and a pair of ** leather shoes, and a briefcase in his hand. He also found that he seemed to have lost any strength and became an ordinary person.

Just when Xu Changqing was shocked, he heard the sound of someone selling Nanjing specialty snacks in the Jiangnan accent at the end of the alley, and followed a scent of fragrance floated in from the entrance of the alley. So he stood up from the ground and walked slowly over. The closer he got to the entrance of the alley, the more various hawking sounds he spoke. When he stood at the entrance of the alley, the scene in front of him made him stunned. It turned out that he found that this place was actually in a market, and all the people coming and going were ordinary Chinese, and a archway not far from him had the words "Tianxia Wenshu".

"Nanjing Confucius Temple?" Xu Changqing's face was a little gloomy. At this moment, he understood why he felt that the scene around him was very familiar. This was the Nanjing Confucius Temple that he had visited once when he went to Shanghai to select the Yang House for the Chen family. The surrounding shops and snack vendors were exactly the same as he remembered.

At this moment, Xu Changqing suddenly felt someone approaching and reached out to him and grabbed his shoulder. Although all the cultivation of Taoism had disappeared, the secular fists and feet she had learned before still existed. When the hand was about to touch the shoulder, he reached out and grabbed the wrist of the hand, and then made a small Wudang grapple, twisted his arm, and his other hand went up to hold the person's throat.

Just when Xu Changqing wanted to crush the man Yunjin's throat, the man screamed and said, "Young Master, don't do it, it's me! Let's have a blessing!"

When Xu Changqing heard the man's words, he was stunned for a moment. Although his hand did not let go, he stopped exercising. Then he looked at the man carefully and found that he seemed to be familiar with this man, but his heart was extremely strange.

The middle-aged man dressed in a servant looked confused when he saw Xu Changqing's face, and immediately showed a concerned expression and said anxiously: "Young Master, you shouldn't have been drinking outside again, right? You are not unaware of being confused when you drink. If you let the master and the wife know about it, you will have to serve the family law again. But it doesn't matter. Today is your 30th birthday. There are many relatives and friends in your family. Master, the wife will not punish you. Let's go back soon! Everyone in the family is waiting."

The servant said a lot, which made Xu Changqing even more confused, and he couldn't help but let go of his hand that held him. After regaining his freedom, the servant moved his hand that was a little painful, then called a bamboo sedan chair, took Xu Changqing to sit on, and ordered the sedan chairman, and walked towards the street together.

Sitting in the sedan chair, Xu Changqing didn't say much. He looked around quietly. He began to recall his previous memories. He suddenly said to himself: "Zhuang Zhou dreams of a butterfly!"

Xu Changqing's real mind was not moved. His mind had Prajna wisdom. He naturally knew that all this was an illusion. But this illusion was too real. He was like Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly and could not distinguish between his original mind and his heart. Zhuang Zhou had great wisdom. He could break through all illusions and unite his heart. Although Xu Changqing believed that he did not have great wisdom like Zhuang Zhou, he had a stable mind. As long as he kept his original mind still, he could not invade all evil.

The sedan chair owner was walking very fast. After passing a familiar road, he came to a deep courtyard. There were many sedan chairs parked in front of the door of the house. Some people came to congratulate him with gifts. The plaque on the ground on the house clearly stated the word "Shen Mansion".

Knowing that he was in Nanjing now, plus the servant's words, Xu Changqing almost guessed what the next hallucination was. So after seeing the Shen Mansion, he was not surprised. His face seemed even more gloomy. After Xu Changqing got out of the sedan chair, those who had not yet entered and congratulated each other surrounded him and spoke with congratulations. The doorman immediately ran inside to report the message. The butler standing at the door welcomed the guest immediately came up and took the bag from Xu Changqing and said anxiously: "Young Master, you are back. Master, the wife has asked several times! The young lady has also sent someone to urge her several times. If you don't come back, the family will be in trouble!"

Then he led Xu Changqing to the mansion. Xu Changqing didn't say much, nor did he ignore the congratulatory people around him and walked straight into the mansion. Compared with the place where he traveled to the mansion, the mansion now looks very grand. Pavilions and towers are densely spread in the mansion. Strange flowers and plants are planted in the open space. There are countless maids and servants coming and going, which are quite like the style of a big mansion.

Under the guidance of the butler, Xu Changqing passed through a large front yard and came to the front hall of the main courtyard. At this time, a short white figure ran out of the hall and room and threw herself on him. He hugged his legs. Then he said in a coquettish voice: "Dad. Hug! Qing'er wants Dad to hug him!"

Xu Changqing looked down and was stunned. He felt a heat flowing in his heart. His body trembled involuntarily. The little man who hugged his legs was nothing but his daughter and Sheng Qingping. Now he should be Dong Guanqing, the stepdaughter of the Dong family. At this moment, Dong Guanqing's appearance was exactly the same as he had seen in the Dong family back then, except that he was a little younger. He raised his head high and looked at him with big watery eyes, as if he could melt him. His body became uncontrollable. He bent down and held him in his arms, looking at the little lovely man in his arms in a complicated mood.

"Dad, eat candy!" The little girl smiled and took out a piece of candy from her small purse around her waist, stuffed it into Xu Changqing's mouth, and then asked, "Dad, is it sweet?"
Chapter completed!