Chapter 295: 1 old road in the mountains

Dan Chenzi's expressionless expression of his head, and occasionally a smile, made the little sisters and masters laugh and be flattered.
Wrists were wrapped around his wrists, and jugs hung under his wrists, spinning slowly. Stepping on the mottled bluestone slabs, through the centuries-old ancient temples, and crossing the outermost Liurenxianshi Hall, he stepped down the mountain stepped on the rusty stone steps.
It is also indifferent, but under the mountain, Dan Chenzi feels different. On the mountain, he escapes and carelessly, the warm sunlight shines on his warm and jade face, and the corners of his mouth occasionally rise.
In the red dust, detached from the world.
The Dafa is in my arms, and I cross it for hundreds of years.
It has been two days since the Dao Conference came back. He doesn't like the noisy atmosphere, and he doesn't like the girl who screams when he sees him. He is unrestrained and rash. This is his life in the past ten years and what he yearns for. Road.
Slowly walked to the mountainside and saw a cricket figure far away, holding a broom, silently sweeping the leaves on the steps.
"Uncle Shi." Dan Chenzi shouted, speeded up, came to the old man, handed the wine on his wrist: "I bought it for you when I came back to the mountain, relief wooden treasure, three thousand bottles, old expensive The person who took off Baoze bought it for me. "
The old man took the jug, opened the cork, smelled it, and asked with a hoarse voice, "Is the money back?"
Dan Chenzi scratched his head and smiled brightly: "How can a monk have money? This is because of fate, anyway, Baoze is a big dog."
The ancestor was just a respect, saying that Lao Dao was not his ancestor. When Dan Chenzi first worshiped in the Qing dynasty, Lao Dao had been on the mountain for many, many years. Dan Chenzi saw him for the first time, and he was this. He's so old, he's still the same over ten years.
As a teenager, Dan Chenzi was curious and asked all the time, Master, Uncle and Brother. Their impression of Lao Dao is the same as that of Dan Chenzi. Since they worshiped the Qing dynasty, Lao Dao has always existed.
He swept the steps on the mountain and watched the flowers bloom and change day and night, for countless years.
When he grows up a bit, his talents are recognized, and the focus of cultivation is on the teacher. He can speak to the teacher who teaches Qing Xuzi. Dan Chenzi asks the old man again, only to know that the old man is an uncle of the teacher.
The cultivation is not high at all. When the Qing Xuzi was young, the uncle was a mediocre Shangdi disciple. From mediocrity to the old man sweeping the steps, unknown.
However, with the passage of time, people of that generation have long been transformed into a pile of loess. But he was still alive, sweeping and sweeping, and he became an orphan.
The biggest impression that the disciples of the Qing dynasty had on the old man was: live!
The old way is very strange, where is the strange, Dan Chenzi can't tell.
The practice of his schizophrenic dual-yin gods was taught by the old man.
The sword of Italy was also taught by the old man.
Strangely, the old man was unremarkable, both mentally and mechanically. So he was weird.
"How many places did the Dao Conference get?" Asked the old man.
"Should be able to enter the top two." Dan Chenzi sat on the steps, watching the old man sweep the steps.
"should?"
"Well, I haven't played against Jie Se, so I dare not assert that he will be able to win him. Uncle Shi, the Dao Conference has ended and there is no championship this year."
"Oh?"
"Speaking must be a shock to you. This year's Dao Conference has undergone a huge change." Dan Chenzi was mysterious. In front of the old man, he was much more childish, as if he couldn't wait to find something good, and hid it. child.
"Oh?"
"Dao Zun has fallen, and the demon spirit of Dao Tao appeared at the Dao Conference."
The old man swept his hand slightly: "He is back?"
Right now, Dan Chenzi, let's talk about the experience at the conference with the elderly. When he finished speaking, he realized that the old man was holding a broom, looking at the sky, silent.
"Uncle, are you listening?"
"Well," the old man looked back, and continued sweeping: "This cause and effect finally came to an end."
Dan Chenzi said quietly, "What is your relationship with Yaodao? Why do you think of his sword?"
Before seeing Li Peiyun, he didn't know that he practiced the sword of meaning. It was not until Li Peiyun fought with Dao Zun that he saw it with his own eyes. Then he realized that what he had cultivated in the past ten years was the meaning of the three magic sword arts. sword.
"There have been intersections, parting ways." The old man said, "I can only teach you the only sword of intention."
Is the old ancestor and the demon Tao friends?
For a moment of silence, the old man suddenly asked, "You have met him at the Dao Conference, how is he?"
Dan Chenzi froze for a moment and thought: "Very strong and very young."
The old man smiled: "After experiencing the return of thousands of sailing souls, I still wake up in my youth."
The breeze blew, rolled up the fallen leaves, and was tumbling, suddenly freezing. There were birds passing in the air, freezing in the air and motionless. The treetops still retained the shape of being bent by the wind, and they remained still.
Dan Chenzi's smile was frozen on her face, and her eyelashes could be counted in the sun, like a wax statue.
Suddenly, time seemed to stop flowing and the world was still.
The old man felt something and turned to stare.
Behind him, a figure slowly formed, somewhere between real and illusory, and his face was blurred.
"Senior!" He was deeply troubled.
"You detached?" Said the old man.
"Half-step detachment." The vague figure whispered, "In the near future, a young man will go up the mountain and ask his predecessors to take action. I hope you will not refuse."
The old man's eyes flickered. "You came to see me, explaining me in the future, refused?"
The shadows are silent.
"Since I refused in the future, what use would you say to me now?"
"At this moment, it is important, and I hope the seniors will agree."
"You know, fate cannot be changed."
The blurred figure was silent again.
"Idiot!" The old man shook his head, a wave of worn sleeves, and a breeze passed, the blurred figures disappeared and the world returned to normal.
"Uncle Shi, what you said is right, very life-conscious." Dan Chenzi patted his and got up. "This time, I have to retreat when I go back to the mountain. I always feel that I am a genius. We can see that Li Jiachuan talents know that What is the upgrade speed. "
The old man watched his back disappear among the lush trees, bowed his head, and swept silently
Chunming Flower Garden, Wanshi, Henan Province.
On the weekend, at ten in the morning, Zhang Lu slept asleep. After waking up, she had back pain as usual, and her first reaction was to open the quilt to check her condition, intact.
Zhang Lu breathed a sigh of relief, stepping on a cotton pad to get out of bed, and in the corner of the living room, her own son curled up in a warm kennel, and her black button eyes looked at her.
It was a brown teddy with natural curly hair and cute.
"Baby, hungry, my mother has passed out of sleep, and I will prepare it for you immediately." Zhang Lu found out the dog food in the cabinet, and a glass of milk, two dog basins, one for dog food and one for milk. .
As a 26-year-old single dog, the only company around Zhang Lu who accompanied her was the Teddy dog, which has been raised to the present day, and is called Cachi.
She was born in the countryside, stays in the city to work after graduation, and stays in the city after graduation. I rented a one-bedroom and one-bedroom house, and met three boyfriends after graduation, but they broke up within six months.
Entering the bathroom, she looked at herself slowly in the mirror and scratched her head irritably. For some reason, she has recently had poor sleep quality. She has been getting up and down frequently, her eyes are covered with bloodshot, and she has lost the air.
After washing, I came to the kitchen and skillfully lit the fried eggs. As a good woman at IKEA (I think), her daily breakfast is self-made (mostly poor).
Today is a rest day. She is going to finish her breakfast. She hugs her son in the coffee shop opposite the neighborhood and spends the little morning time left. Then she visits her girlfriends in the mall, watches a movie, and stays with her son and chases the drama at night.
A cosy and fulfilling day.
She was frying an egg, and suddenly felt the impact on her calf. Looking down, the son was holding his calf and sprinting wildly.
"Okay, okay, when your mother saves some money, I'll help you marry a daughter-in-law." Zhang Lu pushed Teddy away with a kick, and it flew up again, full of "activity" all over her body.
After several rushes, Zhang Lu didn't bother to ignore it. Teddy is like this. Every day, every day, there is nothing that they can't.
Breakfast is simple, two poached eggs, toast bread spread with peanut butter, and a glass of milk are convenient, cheap and nutritious. During the meal, Teddy still held her calf and let it go. Zhang Lu suddenly felt the calf was hot, then calm and frowned, and looked down at the table and glanced down.
"Damn, I should have castrated you." Zhang Lu exhaled, went to the bathroom and washed away the dirt on his calf. When he returned to the living room, Cach curled up in his kennel with satisfaction.
"Oh!"
Just after breakfast, knocks came from the porch.
"Who." Zhang Lu glanced into the cat's eyes, and there was a young and handsome man standing outside the door.
When she opened the door, she was immediately stunned. In addition to the handsome young man, there were three girls beside him, one of which had a tear mole in the corner of her eye and a beautiful bubbling. The other two are tall and have the same looks.
It's so pretty and it's all plain, and the big stars don't look as good as them.
Zhang Lu didn't know the people standing outside the door, and instinctively marveled at the beauty of the three women ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Is it Zhang Lu, Miss Zhang, I'm the policeman at the Longwan Police Station. This is my certificate. Li Xianyu took out his credentials and showed them to Zhang Lu.
Police officer Zhang Lu shook his back and said, "Come in."
Li Xianyu and his harem group entered the house and sat on the sofa in the living room. "No need to pour tea, we just come to understand the situation."
Seeing that the girl was ready to pour water, Li Xianyu waved his hand and motioned not to.
Zhang Lu nodded and sat down opposite them.
Li Xianyu looked at her, and struck her eyebrows calmly, and the eye stress was turned on. Suddenly, there was a layer of hazy black gas in the room.
Zhang Lu's body was particularly dark.
"Half a month ago, you called the Changwan police station and said you were violated." Li Xianyu said, "I have sent me back and forth to the police station. Does this phenomenon still exist?"
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