The Little Husband Who Became the Ghost-Faced King

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Xiji looked at her, smiled slightly, a very bright smile, and said softly: There are always thousands of ways to live in this world, and having children is not the whole meaning.

After that, Xiji turned around and left without even looking at the woman who had been rescued. He was not a bodhisattva who could save people from suffering and could not save so many people. He could only provide help to the best of his ability. If she didn't save herself, then no matter how much he said, it would be in vain.

The woman looked at Xiji's leaving back and blinked, as if she had not expected him to say that. She did not react for a moment, but by the time she reacted, Xiji had already walked far away.

Watching Xiji's back getting farther and farther away, she suddenly realized that something was wrong with the script. But looking at Xiji's invisible figure, she couldn't say anything more. She could only stand up shakily amid the crowd's concern and pointers, and walked back down the mountain.

In a corner not far away, Cheng Dieyi, who had witnessed everything, clenched the handkerchief in his hand, his eyes full of anger. It was clearly arranged, why didn't Xiji play by the rules?

According to common sense, shouldn't Xiji have the same feelings as the woman who fell into the water, and then feel sympathy for each other, and then think about the fact that he himself cannot have children, and begin to feel that being unable to have children is a bad thing.

But now, the plot did not develop as he had expected. Thinking of the expression of pity on Xiji's face just now, but without any emotion at all.

The resentment on Cheng Dieyi's face became more and more serious. After a moment, she seemed to finally realize that Xiji would not do things according to her wishes, and then she turned away unwillingly. It doesn't matter. If it doesn't work this time, there will be next time. She doesn't believe that Xiji will be like this every time.

Xiji had no idea that his every move was being watched. When he followed the abbot to the reception room, he saw the Night King sitting there leisurely drinking tea.

However, Xiji was keenly aware that the Night King seemed to be in a bad mood. He was a little confused and didn't understand why the Night King was unhappy again after he had been away for such a short time.

But before he could investigate further, he saw the Night King looking up at him and waving at him. Xiji immediately stopped worrying about it, thinking that he would know later.

So he slowly moved to the side of the Night King, looked at the Night King and said happily: My lord, I am back.

The Night King looked at the smile on Xiji's face, nodded, reached out and touched his face, and rubbed his thumb on the red mole that represented his brother's identity for a while.

Under Xiji's puzzled gaze, Ye Wang's eyes were deep, as if he was thinking about something, but in the end he didn't say anything. Instead, he looked at him and said: Let's go, there is still some time, I'll take you around.

Xiji felt that the Night King's behavior was a little strange, but he didn't know what was going on at the moment, so he didn't ask much and just followed him obediently.

Today is the birthday of the Bodhisattva, but generally speaking, there are only two things you can do in this temple: worship and pray. As for other entertainment activities, they are all at the market at the foot of the mountain.

When going up the mountain, Xiji was carried on the Night King's back, and the same was true when going down the mountain. However, compared to going up the mountain, they seemed much more leisurely when going down the mountain. Xiji even had the leisure to chat with the Night King along the way.