Vol 14 Chapter 13: Han Qiongzhi
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Legend of the Great Saint
- Dream Teller
- 1374 characters
- 2021-01-29 02:05:15
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In the wilderness, Li Qingshan frowned and stood still. !
The red sun is rising, and in the future, the light will be spread all over the earth. There is a strong wind in the sky, and a black cloud like a splash of ink is blowing in the blink of an eye. The rainstorm is like a note, and the wind is blowing, as if the Tianhe breaks the bank, it will drown the whole world.
Without warning, the morning suddenly became like the night. He stood in the middle of the night and couldn't escape. He couldn't escape. Let the wind rise and the storm, the storm is washed away, it seems to be venting pain, but it is dull and does not smell a thunder.
That sullen, like this dark night, can not be vented anyway. It’s just like this dark rain, it’s sloppy.
A thousand miles away, the sentient beings looked up and were amazed at the sudden changes in the celestial phenomena, and faintly felt the ominous signs of their existence, and the mood became dull and depressed, almost breathless. Many ordinary folks have fallen to the ground and asked God to worship Buddha.
This is the power of the gods, through the creation, the mood, the chaos, the sentient beings.
The rivers poured by the rainstorm skyrocketed, the houses blown by the wind swayed, and the ears of wheat fell.
Li Qingshan’s heart moved and heard many voices. It was a prayer of fear, and he prayed for the change of heart and the heavy rain.
There are thousands of villages within a thousand miles. If this rainstorm lasts for a while, I don’t know how many people will be swallowed up by the flood.
"Hey!" Li Qingshan sighed with a deep sigh, took a deep breath, and took time to collect the rain, and the blue sky was washed.
So the people were pleasantly surprised, cheered, and daggered again and again.
He seemed to have exhausted the heavy rains in the sky, all of them pressed against the chest, still sinking into the dark night, and the rain was like a note.
"All sentient beings can ask God to worship Buddha. Who should the gods pray for?"
He sighed so much, step forward, disappeared in place, and tried to walk into the memory, hoping to hide from the rain.
When Li Qingshan’s figure reappears, there is an ordinary farmhouse in front of him. The low fence walls on both sides are covered with vines, and there is a half-cover between them. The door is adorned with the faded
Fu
word, a tree in front of the door. Bauhinia is burning in the sun.
"How could she be in this place?"
It is neither a mountain ridge like the Jianjian Palace and a huge gate that is extremely strong in the sky. It is also not a beautiful flowering and beautiful forest in the Baihua Dongfu.
Li Qingshan’s heart is amazed, and he’s just looking forward to it. It’s just an ordinary village, and it’s not a fantasy.
Han Qiongzhi is also a practitioner who has spent four times in the robbery. If he does not have his own ancestral hall, he must have his own Dongfu, but this small village can be called a heavenly blessing.
The village is full of smoke, cockroaches, and cockroaches. There was also a smoke rising in the small courtyard, and the smell of the food and her breath came from the threshold.
"Nothing wrong, she is here."
But this world's fireworks, ordinary people, but any Zongmen Dongfu, the famous mountain secrets, are even more illusory, actually made him a trace of embarrassment, it seems to be - near home.
"Hey!" Li Qingshan snapped three fingers.
The rest of the sound did not fall, the threshold opened, and a group of flaming ushers came out.
Han Qiongzhi was wearing a red dress, standing tall and standing at the threshold. The red lips were full of smiles, but the surprise was not unexpected. It seemed that Li Qingshan’s visit had already been expected, and he was waiting for his return.
"You are here! How do you get wet like this? Is it raining?"
Han Qiongzhi looked at Li Qingshan, who was wet and looked awkward. He couldn’t help but look up at the sky, the sun was shining, and a few faint white clouds hung in the sky.
Li Qingshan couldn't help but smile, pointing to her right hand: "What are you doing? Want to murder your husband?"
It turned out that Han Qiongzhi had a kitchen knife. If an ordinary person bumped into it, he was afraid to be scared.
Han Qiongzhi glanced at him and waved a kitchen knife. Of course, "cooking!"
Then turned and walked to the yard
An old hen was taken from the cage at the corner of the yard, and the knife fell from the hand, and the chicken head was smashed, then the hot legs were smashed.
She is dedicated and skilled, but she does not use any spells. Even the old hen is not a rare animal. It is an ordinary, ridiculous, old hen that has been egg for several years.
She had already walked to the kitchen with the chickens she had killed. She was too busy to entertain Li Qingshan and only greeted her: "The wine is at the table, and it is down!"
The yard is lined with a square table, two benches, a table with a few dishes and a pot of old wine.
The dishes are not a delicacies, they are just seasonal vegetables and common dishes. The wine is not a sap, about the daughter who is hiding in the red, and can't wait for the day when the daughter is married.
Li Qingshan closed the threshold and settled at the table. He gave himself a cup and drank it. Also caught a peanut, put it in the mouth and chewed, looking at her busy back in the kitchen, the mood gradually calmed down.
It seems that the distant husband has finally returned, and the good man has gone on an expedition. He can finally sit down and enjoy a cup of wine.
Have a cup and a cup until the jug is dry until the wine is slightly sloppy. At the corner of the table, the jar was lifted up to fill the jug.
If you are not taking this nine-day road, what he wants is just that!
Han Qiongzhi listened to the sound of the collision of the cups and bowls that came from the courtyard. He couldn’t help but look back at him. Hands flying like, washing vegetables and cutting vegetables, frying and cooking, my heart burst into tears, just like in sleepwalking, I practiced countless times of skill and made a good dish.
Some people regret that the girl is pregnant, and she has never really had anything with the favorite man~EbookFREE.me~ Some people regret that they have never made a table for him and made an ordinary couple.
I thought that there would be no more chances. I thought that with his disposition, I would never look back.
But he came back, his eyes were exhausted and his expression was almost bleak. That is the look she has never seen before. Li Qingshan, who she remembers, is always the young and arrogant young man.
Her heart was stinging, pretending to be nothing, and not asking back: "What happened? How come you came back?"
"Look back." Li Qingshan inadvertently said.
"How come it is like this?" Han Qiongzhi could not help but ask.
"What?" Li Qingshan just wants to drink a glass of wine quietly, and he doesn't want to mention any pure land, the gods war.
"Oh, it’s very embarrassing! I’m afraid I won’t eat it, I’m being driven back.
"Hah, joke! The name of your man, now the world is boundless, which one doesn't know, which one doesn't know..."
Waiting for a few more words, the squeaking sound that he tried to ignore became stabbed again, and suddenly he lost his mood and waved impatiently: "Do your meal, men's affairs, women and women."
Han Qiongzhi suddenly stopped his hands and looked back at him, but his eyes filled with tears.
Li Qingshan put down the glass and smiled.
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