A life of clearness

Chapter 292 The So-called Mutual Love

"I'll go with you." Dugu Zhi said softly, "Don't disturb them."

Dugu Tinggong and Zhong Jiajia were both having so much fun that they didn't even notice Dugu Zhi who was watching them silently from a distance, let alone Lin Tian who was a cultivator.

Lin Tian refused, "The master of the temple means that the young master and Miss Jia Jia will also go to the main hall with you."

Dugu Zhi's hands that were tightly gripping the wheelchair's armrests gradually loosened, "Yes, Master, it's been a long time since you last saw Jia Jia. It's time for you to meet her. Ting Gong has also benefited from Jia Jia's help this time."

Dugu Zhi smiled faintly, but the sweat on his palms completely betrayed his thoughts.

"Master Lin, this thunder came so suddenly, did the temple master say anything?"

The lightning and thunder above her head were safely blocked out. Jia Jia originally watched them with great interest, but as a mortal, how could she understand the ins and outs of it? She soon lost interest and just focused on playing with Dugu Tinggong.

"The abbot said, don't be afraid." Lin Tian looked at his nose and his heart, and directly quoted Rong Qing's original words.

Dugu Zhi understood Lin Tian’s subtext and felt much more at ease. “That makes me feel relieved,” he said.

"Jiajia——"

"Ting Gong——"

Dugu Zhi shouted at the two older children.

"Uncle Dugu." Zhong Jiajia ran over, holding up her exquisite skirt.

He stopped the car in front of Dugu Zhi, looked at the unfamiliar tall man next to him, and thought for a moment: "Uncle Lin Tian?"

Lin Tian smiled and bowed to Zhong Jiajia.

If you want to get along well in a powerful group, you should pay more attention to the other party's background and support, rather than just judging by their cultivation. So what if Zhong Jiajia is a mortal? So what if her life span is short? As long as she has the support of the temple master, who dares to give her a hard time?
Not only do you not dare to show any displeasure to him, but you also have to serve him like a little ancestor.

Dugu Tinggong was much more stable. He walked over quickly, but his figure and posture showed that he was a nobleman.

"Hello, uncle." "Hello, Master Lin." He bowed respectfully.

"Stand up." Dugu Zhi said in a gentle voice, "The abbot has called us over. Tinggong, this is your first time meeting the abbot, so don't be too nervous. She was once a teacher in a college, and she is definitely not as fierce and evil as the rumors say."

Rumors... Lin Tian twitched his lips. He was well-informed, so he also knew the rumors about Baishi Temple that were circulated among the mortals of Jing Country. However, rumors were half true and half false, and mortals preferred gimmicks to the truth.

So the master of Baishi Temple became a furious immortal who could survive even if his head was cut off and could spit out lightning. Well... at least he was classified as an immortal, and he was thankful that he was not called a monster.

"Please." Lin Tian was businesslike.

……

After Zhong Jiajia left the warm courtyard, she shivered for some reason. The clothes she was wearing were robes that a low-level monk could never afford in his lifetime. Even if they could not be used by mortals, at least they could keep out the cold.

She shouldn't have been cold.

After passing through the teleportation array, the main hall appeared in their sight with a strong attitude. Zhong Jiajia couldn't escape now even if she wanted to.

After crossing the threshold and entering the main hall, Zhong Jiajia shuddered again. She lowered her head and did not look at the woman in white sitting on the main seat.

Although the existence of the female cultivator in white cannot be ignored by anyone.

Lin Tian bowed to Rong Qing and was about to leave, but Rong Qing stopped him and said, "No need to go down, just listen in." Lin Tian's eyes flashed and he answered in a low voice. Then he consciously stood in the shadows, which was inside the hall and would not disturb the conversation of the people in the hall.

At the same time, Dugu Zhi's expression changed slightly.

Does this move regard Lin Tian as one of our own, or does it regard us all as outsiders? Dugu Zhi sighed in his heart.

Executing first and reporting later is both a special privilege and a death warrant. He would rather never have exercised the power to execute first and reporting later. But...

"Is this your cousin?" Rong Qing's gentle voice suddenly woke up Dugu Zhi.

"Yes," he pointed at the boy who saluted respectfully, "This is my nephew, named Ting Gong, and he will be fifteen by the end of the year."

"Since he is your nephew, he must be a handsome young man considering your example. Raise your head and let me see." Rong Qing's gentle voice was very deceptive, and Dugu Ting respectfully raised his head as he was told.

Rong Qing looked at him in front of everyone, even though she had already seen this young man through her spiritual sense.

As a direct descendant of the Dugu clan, Dugu Tinggong has similar features to Dugu Zhi. The boy, who is about fifteen years old, has grown very fast, but is a little thin. His facial features are delicate and a little immature, but it is not difficult to see that he will be a good-looking man favored by girls when he grows up.

Rong Qing tested him with a few questions on the meaning of scriptures, and Dugu Tinggong answered them fluently with a serious face.

Good-looking, good family background, talented, and gentle only to you... No wonder Jia Jia fell in love with him. Dugu Zhi obviously picked the best descendant in his clan as his heir, so that the Dugu clan would be connected with Baishi Temple for generations.

"Do you like Jiajia?" Rong Qing asked the boy.

"I am willing to betroth the rest of my life to Jiajia, so that she can live a peaceful and happy life." Dugu Tinggong said solemnly. Jiajia, who was secretly glancing at him, felt warm in her heart when she heard his words.

Before Rong Qing could say anything, Number One in the World snorted coldly in her ear, "You are so young, yet you are so smooth-talking."

"I have seen many men and women who try to curry favor with the rich and powerful. Either someone taught him to say this, or someone instilled it into his mind."

The "someone" that the number one in the world pointed to was undoubtedly Dugu Zhi who was sitting in a wheelchair nearby.

"Climbing up the ladder?" Rong Qing sighed, "Master, I am also climbing up the ladder with people who are not from the same world."

Sometimes, it’s not a question of whether to climb or not, but a question of having no choice from the beginning.

Number One in the World groaned, "You are different."

However, Rong Qing believes that there is no big difference in essence.

"Then do you like him?"

Jia Jia blushed when she was suddenly called, and nodded randomly. Of course she liked Dugu Tinggong, he was the second man in the world who was considerate to her besides her father, and reminded her of her father whom she had not seen for a long time.

Rong Qing was not surprised that Jia Jia would answer like this.

Jia Jia, who is well taken care of by Bai Shiguan, is the child of Gong Xiaolang and Zhong Xiu after all, and it is impossible for her to mutate into a little beauty. It is natural for young people to pursue beautiful women. Without Dugu Zhi's careful guidance, could Dugu Tinggong, a nobleman who is excellent in all aspects, fall in love with Jia Jia and even commit to her for the rest of her life?
Perhaps when they learn about the huge interests behind Jia Jia, their initial affection will turn into a complete attraction. This is something that young people cannot identify and will not admit.

It was hard for Rong Qing not to think of the story of "A Beautiful Girl in a Golden House". Seeing that Jia Jia's face vaguely resembled Zhong Xiu's, she felt even more embarrassed.

"Childhood sweethearts, loving each other, is a rare fate and a happy event." Rong Qing had a smile on her face.

I have to finish my paper next month. See you in November.

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(End of this chapter)