Chapter 156: Glimpse

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For three years, Xiaojin has almost become a fixed landscape of Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum.
Three years of wind and sun, frost and rain, Xiaojin's gold enamel did not break a trace, still shining as ever. For three years, it is not a long time for Xiaojin to be a very long life, so time is not the enemy of Xiaojin. Its enemy is the black woman who attacks it from time to time.
If it is not the speed of the arrow, and its indestructible gold, it may have become a so-called "spiritual" in black women.
Therefore, in the past three years, Xiaojin has also grown rapidly in such a sneak attack from time to time. It is no longer the stupid carving of a rookie like Li Xiaoer on the cliff. If you change to today's Xiaojin, and then return to the scene in the secret, it can kill Li Weier!
The woman in black has not appeared for half a year. I don’t know where I went. Xiaojin didn’t relax her vigilance in the day. In the eyes of her, the feeling of being embarrassed faded away, and gradually became the style of the king. Ordinary tourists are now more and more afraid. I took a photo of Xiaojin easily.
There are carvings in Zhongshan, golden light, and the king of birds. This has become the consensus of many Chinese people.
As time went by, Xiaojin was not over-excited, and the savvy merchants developed many peripheral products with the theme of Xiaojin.
It has become a totem that awakens the mythical dreams that are deep in the subconscious of every Chinese.
This is the vulture that is not willing to leave, and is waiting for it, or waiting for it?
This question has been rewarded for three years in the major portals. The netizen’s answer is very strange. After three years, I still don’t know what the golden eagle is waiting for. In fact, there are some people who know about Xiaojin’s waiting. However, it is inevitable to disregard.
For example, Qingchengguan is the main emblem of Zhudao.
This is an afternoon in the summer, Huizhu adjusts the cinnabar, and condenses the gods. After three years, the old Hui bamboo has become more and more powerful.

啪
This line of characters is wrong, the paper has no fire and spontaneous combustion, and it also produces a small blasting sound. This was originally intended to give a demonstration to Xiao An Dao, and Hui Zhu did not know how to lose himself.
This is the magical character he has painted countless times. The cinnabar is a good centuries-old cinnabar. The pen is a pen made of the ancestral silver wolf's forehead hair. The paper is made by extracting the essence of the grass. These basic things, I can't find anything wrong.
There is only one explanation, it is his restlessness.
After living for more than 150 years, the existence of Huizhu’s restlessness has rarely been rare. What will it be this time?
Xiao An Dao strangely thought that although this idea was somewhat disrespectful, there were probably not many people who knew more than three years ago. Because the Hui bamboo demonstration failed, Xiao An was somewhat distracted, and could not help but cast his sight on the direction of the Lin family. Speaking of it, watching the Lord’s actions, but standing by, is not a big evil, Xiao An feels a little embarrassed, let him three years, I am sorry to go to the Lin family again.
Huizhu once said that a sect of the sect does not need too much universal feelings.
Compassion and compassion are taboos.
Xiao An did not agree with it, but did not know why he retorted. After all, the Lin family is an outsider. Xiao An is embarrassed by the practice of Hui Zhu, but he will not refute the teacher who raised him for the outsiders.
Think about the impression of Lin’s sister, but it’s very pitiful.
It is generally known that Xiao Luodong is the surname of her surviving, and Lin’s family treats him as his own.
In the three months since Qingcheng and Lin’s family, Xiao’an’s
Lin Shijie
heard from Lin’s father’s mouth seems to be not very good at words, very hard and very filial.
The first time he saw "Sister Lin", he was sent to the book by the teacher. Lin’s sister did not have much words. The shoes were still stained with mud. The whole person was very gentle. Xiaoan felt that, probably in this generation, The leading sister, it should be like this.
Then, he went to find the woman in black. Lin Shijie sent them out... In the afternoon, the woman in black actually talked with the host for a long time. Xiaoan had several teas in the middle of the journey, and everything was safe. But I don't know why, I will fight at night.
The injury that Xiaoan had suffered in the evening was good, and even the scars were not left.
But Xiao An feels that his heart has been added with a word that is called "reality" - as a qualified successor, you must recognize the reality, is that true?

Far from the Xiangshan Villa in the Imperial City, it is another look.
It was still the thatched cottage, and when Lin Luoran came over that year, there was no difference in appearance. Inside, there was no Guo Lao.
Also in the summer afternoon, there is a common drama of "training grandchildren" here.
In three years, Mu Tiannan seems to have become a bit calmer. Counting his age, he is also more than 30 years old. Naturally, he is no longer the old slut. He has already begun to master some of the important business of Mujia, and he has become more and more eager to practice.
But Mu’s father is not loose.
Mu Laoyue is not loose, and the deeper in the mind of Mu Tiannan is deeper. In fact, he did not understand himself. For the past two decades, he had no interest in the practice of practicing, so he gave the opportunity to the six brothers. Somehow, he suddenly wanted to join the team that practiced this "bitter army" - perhaps he knew the reason in his heart, but how can he admit if he is proud?
His mind is naturally not too old, and the old man only pretends not to know.
"I heard that you bought a villa in Rongcheng?"
Mu Tiannan glimpsed, he thought it was enough to be hidden, was it still known to the father? In the shopping malls for a few years, Mu Tiannan’s efforts to fight Taiji have improved a lot. There is no positive answer, and there is a vague sentence that shifts the topic to the side.
Mu old heart sighed, but could not bear to blame him.
Mu Tiannan remembered the original intention, hesitated for a while, after all, did not say it, turned and went down the mountain. Mu old looked at his back, and his eyes were very worried. What is the paranoid temper?
Mu Tiannan drove out of Xiangshan Villa and received a phone call on the way to make him feel more annoyed. Is this the first batch of international mercenary organizations he invited? Even a small Zhongshan can't be explored. These people don't have to be incompetent people who have fame!
Mu Tiannan endured and forbearance, next time I must have the courage to talk to the father, he knows that the family has a group of masters, if you can move -
As for the fact that Lin Luoran is already dead, Mu Tiannan did not think about it. He always felt that the thief must be trapped in the last missing place, waiting for someone to save her... what is she? Carving, I haven’t left Zhongshan for three years, I’m sure it is there!
After Mu Tiannan left, Mu Laoxin took a paper crane, and the old acquaintance's handwriting recognized him at a glance.
"A single system of the soil system is left for you, or is he?"
In fact, there is still a subtext. If they don't accept it, Huizhu will personally close it.
Mu Lao showed his self-deprecating smile. For three years, I thought that Huizhu would be very anxious. Looking at the good woods in the Lin family, just a few miles away, but forbearing not to make an idea, this is not a torture for people?
It’s only three years have passed, and they’ve been thinking about the
Jian Dan Gao Ren
, and there are no signs of showing up. A few old guys are naturally unable to hold back – if this so-called mysterious master who washes the marrow for her, It doesn't exist at all. What is it that can make a common person with a thorough track of the roads enter the Tao in one fell swoop? It took only one year to enter the realm of perfection of the training period.
This thing is a one-time heaven and earth treasure, or what is the permanent anti-sky treasure, even in an environment like the earth, can turn waste into treasure?
It is only her who masters this secret, or her family knows that -
If they have such a thing... Mu old girl, this possibility, too tempting people's heart is firm.
However, there is no news from Lin Biaotou. These people who are eager to move, relying on him and Lao Guo alone, can’t suppress it.

The bitter cold of the northwest of China, an ordinary unnamed hill on the plateau, the bare mountains are criss-crossed.
Liu Zheng, who has embarked on a long journey to find Xian Road, feels that he has encountered "true fairy."
Such a place, there is actually a broken Taoist temple, which is a strange thing in itself. There is only one crazy person in the world, how is the Taoist living around?
Liu’s Shaodong has become a close friend of other people in the past three years. He loves outdoor tourism, and Liu’s big Liu does not want to inherit. Three hundred and sixty-five days a year, there are three hundred days to go out, all day long. Carrying a mountaineering bag, the famous mountain peaks in China, he was almost gone by him.
Outside the wind and the sun, naturally more comfortable than the air-conditioned room, Liu Zheng is not the same as Xiaojin's wind-proof sunscreen body, three years down to the tan, in addition to the iconic gold wire glasses, is familiar people see him again, It is not always possible to recognize that he was the old Liu Daxiao.
When Liu Zheng found the mountain, it was the second end of Lin Luoran’s accident.
He determined that the mad and insane Taoist people are extraordinary. They really rooted in the bitter cold northwestern land of the mountain. They personally ate and dressed in the tents of the Luoluo. They rested in the tents they used to take at night, and they were not rushing to Stay in the broken road.
Although Liu Jia has money, but where Liu Zheng went, the family did not know, and he did not want to follow, and reported a peace every month. Therefore, Liu Zheng has more money. In such a place, he has to go down the mountain in person, take a dozen miles and find a local village to exchange the rice and meat dishes that he needs every day. Then he walked a dozen miles back, carrying a lot of things and struggling to climb the hill.
This kind of climbing, about two times a week, Liu Zheng's shoulders began to be bounced by the reciting rope and faded, faded and began to form a thick scorpion. Time flies, he carries a big bag of things up the mountain, has been very comfortable, but the old Taoist still has not dealt with him.
Even though she was very patient, Liu Zheng couldn’t help but feel a little anxious on her face, but she was caught by the mad mad priest.
"Why, is this impatient?"
"Ok……?"
After getting along for a year, this is the first time that the Taoist priest talked to Liu Zheng. He didn’t respond to it for a while, and when he finally heard it, he found that he didn’t have the excitement of keeping the cloud open and seeing the moon. It is slightly wet eyes.
"Do you want to practice?" The old Taoist turned to the topic, and it was not so crazy.
"Yes, please accept the juniors from the seniors." Liu Zhengxing is an ancient Shantou ceremony, formal and rigorous.
The old Taoist stared at his eyes. "Why do you want to practice?"
Liu Zhengtou was on the ground, but his voice was very firm. He did not say anything about pursuing the heavens and the pursuit of longevity. He just said his heart.
"The younger generation admires a woman, she is a practitioner..."
The old Taoist smirked: "In order to be with her, do you want to practice?"
Liu Zheng slammed his head and shook his head: "She has no younger generation in her heart, and the younger generation does not dare to think about it. But now she is in danger, the younger can't save her... so I want to practice."
Liu Zheng just touched the hoe. After a long time, the mad mad priest sighed. "You are not good, and the road ahead is difficult. Even so, are you willing?"
The meaning of this statement is self-evident, Liu Zheng Daxi, Shantou officially called the "master."
Willing or not - he crossed the thousand mountains of China, and found that it is not this fairy, but there is no reason for it.