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Chapter 1161: Willows, Darkness, Bright Peaks, Turning Around

Huo Jinzhi breathed a sigh of relief and it was fine. The three of them left Jing'an Temple, and Huo Xiu began to settle the accounts. "I donated a thousand yuan of indulgent oil, you have to give this money to me."

"Tomorrow is for you."

Huo Jinzhi didn't ask much, as long as Tang Xiaopang could be cured, it would be fine.

Huo Xiu was secretly proud and finally got back to the game in front of the brat. Now he found that this brat was very smart in other matters, and he would not be very smart when it came to the fat girl.

"How did you know Master Minghui?" Huo Jinzhi couldn't understand.

How could a slutty man like him have a friendship with a Taoist monk?

I am not afraid of defiling the Buddhist holy land.

Huo Xiu looked a little awkward and said vaguely: "I met you a long time ago. I still have to leave in advance. Remember to call 1,000 yuan to my account."

After saying that, I was about to leave, but I was afraid that if I asked again, I would be exposed. I finally showed off my face in front of the brat, and I had to hold on to this scene.

only--

"Young Master Huo, have you met Master Minghui?"

Mr. Xu walked over from afar, still in a suit and tie. Huo Xiu's expression changed slightly. He stepped forward and greeted him enthusiastically, "I just met Mr. Xu, too, are you here to see the master?"

"Yes, I'm leaving tomorrow. Come and say goodbye to the master. If you part today, I'm afraid you won't be able to meet again in the future."

Mr. Xu sighed, looking a little sad. On one hand, he is home and on the other hand, he is children. He is in a dilemma.

"Get in quickly. I won't send you Mr. Xu tomorrow. I wish you a good journey." Huo Xiu said with a smile.

"I hope we will see you again in the future."

Mr. Xu smiled and was about to enter the temple gate, but he seemed to remember something and turned around and asked, "I'll ask you guys for personal information."

Although the hope is slim, I'd better give up. Mr. Xu doesn't give up.

"I came back this time and was entrusted by someone. Unfortunately, I have been asking for it for a long time and I don't know if the person is alive or dead." Mr. Xu sighed again.

"What's that person's name? How old is it? Tell me, maybe I know him." Huo Xiu asked.

"I'm called Qi Jingming, I'm 60 or 70 years old. I'm a university professor. I'm entrusted by his wife. My family and his wife and children have been neighbors for more than ten years. The family has been separated for more than ten years." Mr. Xu said.

Tang Xiaonan obviously felt Huo Jinzhi's body tremble, and looked at him in confusion, but saw that he was excited and even his lips were trembling.

Suddenly she thought of a possibility that Qi Jingming, a university professor, was separated from her family for more than ten years. This person’s experience is very similar to Mr. Qi.

Tang Xiaonan didn't know the old man's real name, but only knew that her surname was Qi. She asked in a low voice: "Is it Grandpa Qi?"

Huo Jinzhi nodded, his hands trembled a little. He thought there was no news, but he didn't expect that the willows and flowers would be bright and the road was turning around. Fortunately, he came to Jing'an Temple today, otherwise he would have missed it.

Tang Xiaopang always plays an extremely critical role in very important things. This fat girl is a lucky star, that's right.

But Huo Xiu said, "I haven't heard of this person before. I'll ask for help and I'll notify you if there is any news."

Mr. Xu didn't hold any hope, and sighed: "I'm afraid he's gone, and the Qi family doesn't hold any hope anymore, but they just refuse to give up. Alas."

"Qi Jingming is still alive and in good health. He is also looking for his family, but his family moved and returned all the letters he sent." Huo Jinzhi said loudly.
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