Chapter 427: Life is not a story in the book

(Some late, 9000 word chapters, not counting the 4th update.)
The air eagle hovered, and the crow screamed on the dead branches.
The original wide and wide official road has long been fragmented, and a fleet of cars is bumpy.
As the largest vassal country of the Zhu Ying Dynasty, Shimguo is located in the northwest direction of the dynasty. It is known as the granary of the Zhu Ying Dynasty in the middle of Baojuan. It is also the dynasty of the dynasty. The stone country and the Huangting country of the great genus have very different choices. From the emperor and the temple to the majority of the generals, the stone country chose to compete with a large army.
The war has spread throughout the country. Since the beginning of this spring, in the north of the entire capital, it has been extremely fierce. Now the Shijiao Jingcheng has been deeply encircled.
Not only the people of Shimao, but even the few small forces in the vicinity are far less inferior to the small country of Shimao. They are all heart-wrenching. Of course, there are so-called smart people who have attached to Chengcheng’s Song Dynasty and watched the fire on the other side. Jokes, I hope that the instinct of the big iron ride can simply come to a massacre, and the group of loyalists who are loyal to the Zhu Ying dynasty, all loyal, all slaughtered, maybe they can read them well, the soldiers are not bloody, with their help, It was successfully won the tall turrets and the financial pools that did not move at all.
On the road of bumping bumps, many drivers of this team complained, and even many strong men with long bows and long knives were quickly giving up the bones, one by one, and the spirit of self-reliance. Eyes patrol the Quartet, so as to avoid rogue looting. These seventy or eighty-year-old sturdy and sturdy men, almost all of them have a smell. It can be seen that this road is going south, and it is not easy to walk in the chaos.
It’s really the brain that makes money on the waistband of the pants. It’s no exaggeration to say that if you pour your urine, you might accidentally drop your head on the ground.
The most dangerous interception during the period was not the refuge of those who were ruthless. It was actually a 300-year-old stone country officer who used to be a horse thief. They used this caravan as a big fat, and that fight, early Signed a life-and-death caravan escort, nearly half of the deaths and injuries. If it were not among the employers, there was a mountain who did not show the mountains and did not reveal the water. Even the people brought the goods and gave the officers and men a dumpling.
The team needs to cross the hinterland of the country, reach the southern border, and go to the Shuji Lake, which is regarded as the Longtan Tiger Cave by the secular dynasty. The team took a lot of money and only dared to stop at the border. Otherwise, there was more money and they were not willing to take a step further to the south. Fortunately, the dozens of foreign businessmen agreed to allow the team guards to turn off at the border. The head returned, after which the merchant was alive or dead, was to profit from the Lake of Shue, or died directly in the middle of the road, let the robbers live for a good year, anyway, do not use the team responsible.
This way down, it is really a human purgatory.
Being hungry is no longer a statement that a scholar is stunned in the book.
The team is often on the roadside, and often encounters some thatched shops that are crying all day long. There are always adults selling two-legged sheep. At first, some people couldn’t bear to send their children to the chopping board and hand it to the butchers, and they thought about a compromise. The method of the parents, the first exchange of thin skin yellow children, and then sold in the store.
Many hungry and mad exiled refugees, in groups, like the walking dead and the ghosts of wild ghosts, wandering on the land of the country, as long as they meet the places where there may be food, swarming, the stone country, the station In some places, the civil castles built by the Haoheng family were contaminated with blood and some bodies that could not be cleaned up. The team used to go through a big fort with five hundred members of the Qing dynasty, and bought a small amount of food with a heavy money. A bold and savage boy, a red bow with a caravan of guards, was close to the castle and pointed to the wooden fence outside the castle. There, a row of dry heads used for demonstrations, the young man kneeling on the ground, at the time a team said from a smile, the most troublesome summer, recruiting mosquitoes, easy to plague, as long as winter, snow, you can save Going a lot of trouble. After the talk, the young man grabbed a stone, slammed into the wooden fence, hit a head accurately, clap his hands, and stunned the caravans who admired the look. The teenager was quite proud.
At that time, a young woman wearing a Tsing Yi and a ponytail made the boy feel excited. The reason why he talked with the caravan was to do this. It was nothing more than a teenager who wanted to express himself in front of the good-looking sister.
It’s a pity that the Tsing Yi sister didn’t swear at him from beginning to end. This made the boy very lost and disappointed. If it’s such a beautiful woman who looks like a temple mural fairy, it’s better to be among the refugees who come here to seek death. ? Then she will certainly survive. He is also the grandfather of the patriarch. Even if it is not the first time to turn to him, he will always have his turn. However, the juvenile also knows that among the refugees, there are no such watery women. Even some women, mostly black and dark, are skinny, skinny and starving, and the skin is rough and ugly.
The Tsing Yi sister is still standing next to a woman who is a little older, carrying a sword, but her appearance is much worse, especially her body, one by one, if the latter appears alone, the teenager will be heart-warming, just when They stood together and the latter did not have the latter in their eyes.
The caravan continued south.
Often there will be displaced people holding sharp-edged wooden sticks to block the road, smarter, or not really hungry to the road, will ask the caravan to take out some food, they will let go.
Of course, the caravans are too lazy to ignore them. Generally speaking, as long as they take a knife and take a hard bow, the refugees will scare the birds and beasts.
There are also some refugees who are red-eyed and only rushing forward. They are going to rush to grab some. The caravan guards are from the rivers and lakes, but they are not the people of Shihu. They have been numb all the way down, and so many brothers and friends have died in the ranks. Deep down, I still want someone to rush to give them a hate, so the elite team, such as fishing nets, throwing a knife, or a sword, to shoot the best, shoot through the neck, shoot through Once again, if you can only shoot the abdomen, legs and feet, it will cause ridicule and jokes.
The number of merchants who hired escorts and teams was not much, and they were ten people.
In addition to the woman who rarely appeared in the Tsing Yi ponytail, and the woman behind her who lost her right thumb, there was also a young man in black robe who was unsmiling. The three seemed to be a group of people, usually the team was stopped, or It is a camping in the wild, and it is relatively crowded.
In addition, the merchant who is in charge of money and money is an old man wearing a long green shirt. It is said that the surname Song, the guards like to call it Song Confucius. Song Fuzi has two squatters, one with a black backed stick, one without weapons, and one who is a native of the rivers and lakes. The two are almost the same as Song Fuzi. In addition, there are three men and women who even smile on their faces and still give people a cold feeling. The age is very different, the women are mediocre, and the other two are the grandsons.
To give you the feeling of being a merchant, except for Song Fuzi, the rest are big and don’t like to talk.
On this night, rest in a run-down station that has been abandoned and fled, and the objects have already been scraped.
A woman in the Tsing Yi horsetail squatting on a mud wall outside the station.
The woman with the back sword, who is inseparable from her, stands under the wall and whispers: "Master sister, if you have more than half a month's journey, you can pass through the boundaries of the Shuji Lake."
The Tsing Yi woman was a little absent-minded, oh.
The Song Master slowly walked out of the shack, gently squatting on a squatting teenager on the threshold, and then came alone near the wall. The woman with the sword immediately greeted the swearing words: "I have seen Song Langzhong. ""
The old man smiled and nodded. "Xu girl is still so polite, too much to see."
This Lang is not a drugstore.
This gentle and elegant old man in the Qing dynasty is the master of the sacred rites and rituals.
This position, Huang Tingguo Shimao, these small countries, belong to a relatively small sesame official, just the rituals of the rituals, there are servants on the top, and there are still books on the top, maybe one day will be the equivalent of the rank of assistant, member Shi Lang Grab the position. Can be in the big bang, this is a very critical position, is one of the three francs of the most powerful dynasty dynasty, the position is not high, from the five goods, the weight is extremely heavy. In addition to the nominal duties of a sacred priest in the sacred priest, he also controls the assessment and assessment of a country's landscape.
Daxie has never set up the rivers of Jiangshui Zhengshen and the temples. Suddenly, there is a river monster named Li Jin, which has become a river from a shopkeeper who originally opened a bookstore in the Red Candle Town. It is said to be After walking the door of Langzhong, the squid jumped into the dragon gate and climbed to the high position of Shentai in one fell swoop to enjoy the incense.
The two women are the ones who left Longquan Jianzong to travel down the mountain, Xu Xiaoqiao.
As for why it is so far away from the Da Yu dynasty, even Xu Xiaoqiao and Dong Gu feel very surprised. As for their master sister Xiu Xiu, it does not matter at all.
When Xu Xiaoqiao saw Song Langzhong as if he had something to do with business, he took the initiative to leave.
Song Langzhong walked over to the wall and sat cross-legged. He smiled and said, "I want to thank the girl."
Yan Xiu put away a towel, hid it in his sleeve, shook his head, and said vaguely: "No."
Song Langzhong smiled and asked: "Try to ask, is the girl not care, or is it tolerated?"
Yan Xiu asked: "Is there a difference?"
The old man nodded, and said: "If it is the former, I will not do much. After all, I am such an old man, and I have had the years of teenage love. I know that the size of the hairy boy is so hard. If it is after I can mention a few words of Li Muzhen or his grandfather. You don't have to worry about this being a strong man. This is the official business of the court. The rules are still there. It is not too much for the girl."
Yan Xiu said: "It doesn't matter, he loves to watch it, his eyes are not under my control."
Song Langzhong was dumbfounded.
Among the accompanying teams, the two rivers and lakes old Wufu, who was next to him, were purely Wufu, who was temporarily drawn from the army of the army, and was in the golden body. It is said that the green wave pavilion was going to the army. Zi, give the master who will fight the battle, face to face, and of course, people still have to hand it over.
A lord who came from the Dahu School of Dagu is also a seven-state.
In addition, the three are a team of temporaryly formed sticks. Among the two grandsons, the young boy named Li Muzhen is a monk who is proficient in the Fu and the Fa, and his grandfather and father are three generations. The imperial court’s sticky lang, his father died in a recent game, so this trip to the south, for the grandson and grandson, is both a business in the door and a private complaint.
There are two things in this book, and there is two things, one is on the bright side, and it is not too small. He is a sorcerer in the sacred priest, and he is a lover, and the Longquan Jianzong three people need to take orders from him. , obey his command and dispatch.
In the autumn of this year, there have been no casualties for many years. I have died two times. One of the secluded foreigners Jin Dan’s monk secretly took away a disciple. This boy is special, not only The congenital sword embryo, still carrying a martial art, attracted the attention of several local martial arts saints in a state.
The big shackles are inevitable, and even the National Masters have heard the news and attached great importance.
Probably a report and a report, it is ridiculous, this young boy is the first to find and match, so that the three people who found this good seedling, take turns to stay, cultivate the teenager, for four years For a long time, the result was given to the hidden Jindan monk. I didn’t know where to get out of it, killing two people, then turning the boy away, fleeing south, and escaping twice and chasing and rounding up. It was very embarrassing and the fighting power was high. The teenager was on the way to escape, but it also showed extremely amazing heart and qualifications. Both helped the Jindan monk twice.
In the end, the Green Potting espionage showed that the Jindan monks and the youngsters fled to the Shuji Lake. After that, the mud cows entered the sea and there was no news.
For this kind of pursuit, it is not just the Da Yu dynasty. In fact, all the mountain forces in Bao Ping Chau will not be ignorant, contemptuous, and experienced martial art, but if they have a little knowledge, they will strive to beat the rabbits with lions. Use the full force to solve, instead of just like the battlefield to add oil, send a set of people to die in vain, give each other a war to fight, and ultimately raise the tiger.
The other party is an old Jindan who is good at killing, and it occupies a geographical advantage. Therefore, Song Langzhong and his party are not as simple as the two Jindan wars, but they are added together, roughly equivalent to the strength of a powerful Yuan Ying.
At this point, Dong Gu and Xu Xiaoqiao have had several detailed deductions in private, and the conclusions reached are relatively reassuring.
Otherwise, the master sister had a little bit of trouble, Dong Gu and Xu Xiaoqiao, two of the pioneers of the Longquan Jianzong, are not in the Shenxiu Mountain.
As for the other thing that Song Langzhong knows about the inside story, it is even bigger.
It involves the ownership of the entire Tablet Lake.
Even he needs to act on his orders.
Even the island owner who has been rooted in the Shuji Lake for 80 years is also a chess piece.
This time I left Datun and went south, and there was a little thing that made Song Langzhong feel interesting.
Juvenile Li Muzhen’s journey to the south, especially the journey of the stone country in the carriage, can’t be understood, and even deep inside, it will blame the culprit, that is, the big dynasty that he is in. Perhaps in the eyes of young people, if the big iron ride does not go south, or if there is no war in the south, don’t be so and cruel, there will not be so many people displaced. In the catastrophe, the men and women who have been honest and honest have changed. People are not like people, ghosts are not like ghosts.
The grandfather of Li Muzhen, the 90-year-old "young" monk, was indifferent to this, but did not explain anything to his grandson.
Yan Xiu asked: "I heard that there is a child in Mud Lane, just in Shuji Lake?"
Song Langzhong nodded: "The surname Gu is a child with a great chance. Liu Zhimao, the most powerful singer of the Shu Lake, is a closed disciple. Gu Yu himself brought a 'big muddy' to the Shujian Lake. The battle force is equivalent to Yuan Ying’s 蛟 扈 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , The little guy named Gu Yu is simply a natural Yamazawa field repair."
Yan Xiu raised his wrist and looked at the slumbering dragon in the shape of a bright red bracelet. He lowered his arm and thought about it.
A middle-aged man came to the edge of the Lake of Shue, a prosperous city with a sea of ​​people, called Chishui City.
A horse-drawn carriage was hired along the way. The driver was a talkative old man who walked north and south. The man was a generous person. He loved to listen to the excitement and anecdote. He didn’t like to sit in the carriage and enjoy the happiness. Almost half of the time was sitting next to the old coachman, let the old driver drink. A lot of wine, a good mood, also said a lot of hearsay from the book Jane Lake strange, saying that there is no rumor outside the horrible, there are also killing and killing, but most of them will not involve these ordinary people. However, Shuji Lake is a big gold cave. It is true. Before, he and his friends, carrying a rich family son from the Zhu Ying Dynasty, had a big tone and asked them to wait in Chishuicheng, saying that it was a After returning from the month, the result waited less than three days. Then the young son went back to the city by boat from Shuji Lake. He was already penniless. Seven or eight young people, full of 600,000 yuan, three days. It’s just like playing with the water, but listening to the words of those who lost the family, it seems that the meaning is still unfinished, saying that after half a year, you will have to pay some money, and you must come back to the book.
The man walked on the street in Chishui City, which was very inconspicuous.
In the previous city gate, there was a team of martial arts guards, but there was no need for customs clearance, as long as the money was paid.
Chishui City will be built on the west side of the lake.
The Shuji Lake is extremely vast. More than a thousand islands, large and small, are scattered all over the place. The most important thing is that there is a lot of aura. It is difficult to open a large island and water area, but if it is one or two Jindan Occupying a large island, as the place to repair the temple, it is most suitable, both clean and a small hole. In particular, the practice of practicing the "near water" of the Famen is to regard some islands in the Shuji Lake as a battleground.
The backsword man picked a downtown restaurant, ordered the most signature black mulled wine in the pot, and finished the wine. He heard some chats on the nearby table, and did not hear more things. One thing, over time, the Shuji Lake seems to be holding the island masters every 100 years, and is ready to recommend a new "Jianghu Monarch" that has been hanging for three hundred years.
After the man finished the meal and finished the meal with the shopkeeper, he left the restaurant and asked the way to go to a pool city. A crying street open to everyone was filled with Xianjiapu, and the long street was four miles long. At the two ends, there are temperament guards, the same is not to look at the identity, only to recognize the silver to open the way to do the party, this point, there are some like the old dragon city of the trade crown, a smile, no hate, who has money uncle.
Do not believe and look at the wine in the cup, the cup first respects the rich.
If this is the case, it seems that the whole world is almost the same everywhere.
The middle-aged man with a red wine jujube hanging around, the old coachman said that he knew that in the lake, there is a lot of mixed and frequent exchanges, and there is no need to worry about it. But he is still on the road, still learning with the old driver. Some of the Shujianhu dialects, not much to learn, the general way to ask, bargaining is still possible. Middle-aged men wandering all the way, take a walk and see, there is no blockbuster, sweeping the treasures of those high-priced town shops, not just can not buy, pick a few smart but not expensive, just like ordinary foreigners A gentleman, a virtue, is a lively place here, not to show the dog's eyes low, but it will not give the locals a high look.
The middle-aged man finally stayed in a small shop selling antique miscellaneous items. The things are good, the price is not fair, and the shopkeeper is not the old-fashioned business, so the business is relatively deserted, many people come. Walking away, there is very little money from the pockets. Before the man stands on a bronze sword that is placed on a special sword rack, he has not moved for a long time. The scabbard is placed one high and one low, and the sword is carved. There is a big word in the "big imitation channel yellow".
Looking at the man with a long-sleeved shirt with a bow and a bow, the old shopkeeper is impatient: "Look at it, can you afford it? You are the imitation sword of the ancient canal, but also a lot of snowflake money. Going there, I really want to get addicted and go to other places."
The middle-aged man probably doesn't have a pocket, his waist is not straight, but he is not annoyed. Instead, he turns his head and smiles with the old man: "The treasurer, this yellow, is the first prince and the world's first dynasty monk to patrol the world. One of the eight horses they ride in the carriage?"
The old treasurer squinted at the man behind his sword and his face turned a little better. "It’s still a bad eyesight. It’s not bad. It’s the same as the '8 Junjun San', and later there is a Chinese-made sword maker. I used my life to create eight famous swords, named after the eight horses. This man has a strange temper, built a sword, and will sell it, but every sword will be sold to the buyer of the corresponding continent, so that he will die. Not all sold out, there are countless imitations of the future generations. This dare to engrave the ancient sword of 'big imitation' before the yellow, which is very good, the natural price is extremely expensive, and I have already placed two in my shop. For more than a hundred years, young people, you can't afford it."
The man did not hit the swollen face and filled the fat man, took back the sight from the ancient sword, began to look at other treasures, and finally stood in front of a lady painting hanging on the wall, the picture painted by the lady, sitting sideways, covering his face and weeping The appearance of the erect, if it is a vertical ear to listen, it is really like a cry of a subtle voice to pass the picture.
The old treasurer snorted. "I didn't want to really meet a person who knows the goods. You entered the two things that I saw the longest in this shop. They are the best things in the shop. The boy is good, there are not a few pockets." My eyes are not bad. How, when I used to be rich and wealthy in my hometown, and I fell in my family, I started to walk alone. I’m carrying a sword that can’t be worth a few dollars, hanging a broken jug, and being a Ranger?

The man still looked at the magical scroll. I heard people say that there are many calligraphy and paintings in the world before the death of the country. Under the chance of coincidence, the words will breed grief and indignation, and some scroll characters will become spiritual. Things, in the painting alone, grief and heartbroken.
The man turned his head and smiled: "The Ranger, don't look at the money and spend less."
The old man smiled and said: "This kind of fart, I haven’t been to the rivers and lakes for two or three years. I think you are not too young. It’s estimated that the rivers and lakes are gone, or you are walking by the pond. When it is a real river."
The man was still not angry. He pointed to the wall hanging image and asked: "How much is this lady figure?"
The old man waved his hand, "Young people, don't ask for fun."
The man smiled and said: "If I can afford it, what should the shopkeeper say, send me one or two small-sized items that are not worth much, how?"
Year after year, guarding the ancestral shop, the really boring old man, suddenly came to fight, pointing to a multi-pocket near the gate, and raised his eyebrows: "Oh, glimpse, as long as you can afford the gods money On the shelf there, pick three things with you, when I wrinkle my brow, I am with your surname!"
The man smiled and nodded.
The old treasurer hesitated a moment and said: "This lady figure, the origins are not much to say, anyway, your kid is good at it, three small summer money, you can take it, you can not take it, hurry Get out."
The man looked back at the wall hanging image, then turned his head and looked at the old treasurer, asking if it was not a price to negotiate, the old treasurer sneer nodded, the man turned his head again, then looked at the lady figure, and 瞥Looking at the empty shop, and the gate, this went to the counter, the wrist flipped, and the three gods were on the table, the palms covered, pushed to the old treasurer, and the old treasurer followed the shop. At the door, at the moment when the man raised his hand, the old man quickly followed the palm of his hand and gathered it to his side. He lifted his palm and determined that it was the three small summer money that was genuine and accurate. He grabbed it in his hand and earned his sleeve. He smiled and said: "This time I have looked away. You can be a kid, a little skillful, and I can see a pair of eyes that are all eye-catching."
The man smiled helplessly. "Then I can go there and pick three pleasing things."
The old treasurer laughed and walked out of the counter. "Go, do business. This is a good faith. I will help you to put this lady figure in the box. Don't worry, it's just two boxes of snow." Spending money will not make such a rare portrait."
The man cruised in front of the door at the door of the treasure, and the old shopkeeper carefully took off the portrait. When he was in a collection of treasure boxes, he always looked at the man with his eyes.
His mother, I knew that this guy is so bulging, how to make a big shot? And it was three pieces in one breath, and it started to feel very distressed.
When the man picked two things, the old treasurer was slightly relieved and lost a lot. But when the guy finally selected a seal of ink jade that had not been engraved by famous artists, the old treasurer’s eyelids trembled and quickly said: "Boy, What is your last name?"
The man still had some hesitation, the old treasurer came out like this, decisively earned his hands, turned his head and smiled: "Surname Chen."
The old treasurer said pitifully: "Then I will follow your surname Chen, you will put the seal back, can't you?"
The man smiled and shook his head. "To do business, you still have to be sincere."
The old treasurer screamed: "I don't think you should be a ranger. When you are a businessman, you can't live for a few years."
The old man said so, in fact, he still earned a lot, and he was in a good mood. He poured a cup of tea into the guest of surname Chen.
The man did not immediately want to go, one thought about whether he could sell the big imitation channel yellow, one thought of hearing some deeper book lake things from the mouth of the old shopkeeper, so drinking tea and chatting .
The man knows a lot of insiders that the old coachman never heard.
The Shuji Lake is a paradise for Yamazawa's wilderness. The wise man will be very mixed, and the stupid person will be particularly miserable. Here, the monk has no good or bad points, only the high and low, and the calculation of the depth.
Business is prosperous, shops are everywhere, no wonder.
If you want to go anywhere, you can find a place to live. Of course, if you want to be comfortable, don't expect it. As long as there is a pig's head in hand, and then find the right temple, it will not be difficult to survive. After that, how to mix, relying on the ability, relying on the big hills, spending money to help the leisure, is also a way out, in the history of the Shujian Lake, not without years of humiliation and weight, and finally rise to become the hegemon of the party.
Outside the shop, the time is long.
In the shop, the old man talked about it.
There was a Yuan Ying monk who had a pedigree of a fairy tales, and he joined forces with a Jindan sword repairer. It may be that he could walk across the entire Baojuan, swaying and swaying on a large island in the lake of Shuji Lake. Invited to the Jane Lake, all the immortals and the dragon gate monks, threatened to end the chaotic pattern of the Shuhu Lake group without a head, to be the commander of the rivers and lakes.
At the banquet, more than 30 people who came to the library, the Lake Island Master, did not raise a dissent, not applauding, desperately reconciling, is the heart of the nest, saying that Jane Lake should have a big person who can serve the people, saving no rules. Wang Fa, there are also some silent island owners. As a result, the banquet was scattered, and someone had secretly stayed on the island. They began to hand over the name of the vote, and made suggestions to explain in detail the details and evidence of the various hills of the Shu Lake.
It’s just the next scene, even if it’s a hundred years later, all the monks in the Shuji Lake, regardless of their age, feel particularly happy.
That night, there were more than 400 monks from different islands, swarming around and surrounding the island.
With nearly 900 pieces of magic weapons, plus more than 200 dead men raised on their respective islands, they killed the two incomparable Yuan Ying monks and Jin Danjian.
The most determined killings happen to be the "head of the island".
The man listened with great care, and he casually asked Liu Zhimao.
The old treasurer is more and more excited.
It’s okay to say that today’s river is really good.
In the early two years, I came to a small demon head and became a close disciple of Guan Jiangzhen. A blue and blue is better than a blue one. He even drove a horrible dragon. On his own site, he opened a killing ring and put a big guest’s house with the number. Ten of the youngest mothers, and more than a hundred people, gave the "big muddy" to the slaughter, and most of them died.
After that, I didn’t know why I killed the same-door master, but it was also a killing. The fierce and violent savage of the
big muddy
was unveiled. Many times, it’s not killing, purely to satisfy the killing. Interesting, wherever you pass, the broken limbs of the earth are broken.
After that, the mentor and the apprentice were in a state of ruin, occupying a number of entrenched islands in the vicinity.
The people who are in the right place are dead, many young and beautiful girls, it is said that they all give back to the little devil whose hair is not long. It seems that under the guidance of the second division of the little devil, it is for the new development. Little mother.
Since then, there has been no peace in the book of Jane Lake. Fortunately, it is also a fight, and there is no such thing as a remote place like Chishuicheng.
The little devil who surnamed Gu also suffered several assassinations after the incident, but he did not die. Instead, his arrogance became more and more arrogant and arrogant. He was surrounded by a large circle of grass-skinned monks and put on a little demon head. The top of the "Prince on the Lake" nickname high hat, this year's spring, the little devil head has come to a pool of water city, that squatting and arranging, no worse than the secular prince of the Prince.
The old shopkeeper talked happily, and the man never said anything, silent.
At dusk, the old man sent the man out of the store door and said that he was welcome to come again.
The middle-aged man nodded. When he got up, he had already put three small objects into his sleeves. He took the box and left.
The old man has some doubts. It seems that when the man left, how could it be... It’s strange, it’s a rich river and lake, why bother?
The old man is no longer pursued, shaking his head and walking back to the store.
Today's big sale is really three years without opening, opening for three years, he wants to look at it, and later to the shop, the black heart of the old king eight, who can say that he is not the material to do business.
As for the man who left, will he come back to buy the big imitation channel yellow, and why he began to smile and laugh when he listened, and there was no smile. Only the silence, the old treasurer was not very concerned.
What is the fairy tale of Shuehu Lake, what is the little devil's head, what is life and death, and any kind of resentment, anyway, it is the story of others, we heard it, let's talk about it and finish it.
After the guest left the shop, he slowly proceeded.
Life is not a story in the book, joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows, all in the pages of the book, how easy it is to turn the pages of the book, how difficult it is to repair the heart.
Who said it, Cui Dongshan? Land Taiwan? Zhu Xuan?
I can’t remember it.
After the middle-aged man walked a few dozen steps, he stopped and sat on a step between the two shops.
Like a dog on the side of the road. (https:)