The small courtyard arranged for Jiuxi is in the innermost part, and Pingjiangshan is slightly outside. The two sides are symmetrical. Looking down from a high altitude, they are the two corners of the dragon head, both of which are prominent residences.
Fanning her cheongsam, she smiled, and when she looked back, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised: "Jiuxi is having a banquet, and she needs fame and fortune as a ticket. I wonder if the young master is willing to come to the ceremony."
He bathed in the golden autumn cinnamon fragrance for a long time, but seemed not to hear it. He just smiled slightly and said, "I can't make up my mind about things that are too long ago."
"That's right. Fame and fortune are not that easy."
"Don't lie to me. You have stolen all my youth in just a few years."
"You are young and mature. Your youth has long been burned like a fire in your childhood." The young palace master sighed softly, "This dream is too broken. You can't see it clearly in the mirror."
She entered the courtyard and didn't know which way to go to meet him.
Yuzai didn't speak. He seemed to have grown up a lot. He listened to the wind and caught the mysterious breath. It seemed that this way of perception could bring him back to his innocent period.
Meteors streak across the sky, Wenquxing looks at its flickering light spots, interpreting in his heart the mystery left to him by fate.
"Captain, did I get into trouble?" Gu Huai poked out his head. It was recovering well, with a pale white halo surrounding it, like a big fish.
Resonating inside the skull, composing the music of the seabed.
He remembered and wanted to find out who he was.
"Do you need me to accompany you?"
Pale white particles floated lightly in the moonlight, and the night was hazy, as if there was rain. Yuzai stretched out his hand to sort out the light and shadow in front of him.
His fighting power was greatly limited, and the inertia when applying the rules made him feel like his energy had been drained.
They are struggling and rejecting themselves.
【I'm here to find you. 】
Hanging upside down in the sea, the whale opens its eyes and makes a sound.
"I, respond..."
The wind blows, the osmanthus rains, Yuzai's heart grows with bloody thorns, the living and the murderer follows closely with masks, and the huge white whale wanders above the clouds of Qiangu City!
"Woo-woo!"
Whale calls.
It's too big.
A strong sense of indolence, time winds around it, and it rolls on a road of no return with its empty white light. There is no hatred, but silent tears. By the way, it rains on the world of mortals.
Can't find you...
I almost forgot what the moon looks like.
I can't guess, I'm not in your life, how can I follow your footprints, find your traces, and solve your riddles?
How could I believe in my tragic fate? That tombstone must be erected for me.
Yuzai closed his eyes:
"There are gods and Buddhas all over the sky, and they are looking for you to ask for a lucky draw."
Yuzai smiled softly, what's the point?
When he is in this situation, he doesn't believe in anything, so it is better to worship Guanyin.
The poem says:
[The Qingming Festival happens to be in the late spring, which makes me feel anxious and anxious.
[I forget my worries when I touch the scene, and I am lazy. Only when I return to my dream can I believe in the old fate. 】
Afterimage:
[It rains slightly, and the sky is full of chaos and stars.
[Thanks to my bragging rights, I still send you good news. 】
Assertion:
[The family and home are stable, the official affairs are peaceful, and the fame is delayed.
[Liujia lives forever, marriage can be achieved, and travelers are coming
[Lost and found, asking for a small fortune, praying to God when sick
【Travel in Italy】
Winning draw.
Yuzai smiled, looked up to the sky and let out a breath.
The sky is full of gods and Buddhas, remember, keep your word.
The young man had another bandage wrapped around his wrist, blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth, and he looked like a madman. He no longer had the clear and elegant posture before, his long hair was flying, and his blood was mixed with purple and black.
He turned around and left, but he went to the same battlefield with Gu Huai.
Zhuo Yu, if you want to fight, then fight!
I will never lose.
Never will!
Resonating at the same frequency!
The female doll stood on tiptoes and looked at the ferocious young man in the river of time:
He has nothing left but this proud bone, which will not break and remains as before.
What kind of place is Fangmo?
How could there be such innocent children pouring out from there one after another, holding high torches and saying that they want to return to their hometown?
The feelings I will never forget in the next life, but have you ever seen the moon?
Her eyes were big and bright, with light inside them, and she looked like a chubby little pig when she was annoyed.
[Still, I can’t touch you. 】
When will a prisoner who has lost his name remember what he looks like?
Being imprisoned in this endless reincarnation, the stinky heavy rain in the Death Academy should be a struggle!
【Who are you! 】
[I..., my name is Gu Huai...]
【real name! Real names on the roster! 】
[I..., this is my name——]
[Where did the beggar come from? Dare to ascend to heaven without a name? 】
【I am not worthy...】
【Ha ha ha ha! 】
A group of gods looked at the huge white whale, looked around each other and laughed louder.
【Look! There are also chickens and dogs that ascend to heaven to do things and become immortals themselves! 】
They were talking incomprehensible words, and Gu Huai was like a giant baby, watching there.
[Am I not free? 】
[Brother, you are wearing prison uniform. The food you eat is all taxpayers' money. It makes me feel uncomfortable when I think of felons like you eating and drinking well! Why don't you die? 】
[I, I am a prisoner...]
Gu Huai didn't react, and his face looked more and more aggrieved.
[The rat in the sewer crawled up, and it’s so big! Is the prison very rich?
[Boss, don’t say that, the warden here has a roster...
[No wonder, I grew fat and strong...]
Gu Huai couldn't listen anymore. It returned to the clouds and continued to swing its body.
The white whale was so big that the life-killer glanced at him, his eyes still focused on Yuzai. The boy pinched its neck with one hand and raised it high.
"Are you waiting for me?"
"If you have the guts, strangle me to death..., hahahahaha!" It smiled sickly and crazily, its orifices bleeding, and Yuzai felt that the murderous intention in his body was aroused by it.
Greed, anger, ignorance!
"Remember my name, I'll be back!"
The life-killer exploded nervously, and the moonlight in the distance was covered with a layer of black dog blood. It was so rich that it couldn't be melted away, beating like a heart, and that voice echoed in Yuzai's mind.
He was angry, but in such a state, it was very wrong for him to play the role of a Dewen Quxing.
The ancient pagoda whale fell, getting smaller and smaller, and its breath was weak.
Yuzai had no involvement in its affairs.
Sometimes, cultivating a person is not about telling him the truth, but about watching him make mistakes, watching him slowly clean up his wounds, and finally stand up with gritted teeth.
After a lot of hard work, I haven’t gotten into the pot now, and it’s far from the hard time.
Not all children have so much love in their hearts.
Gu Huai doesn't have such a personality, but there are people who blow it up like a pump.
Only by letting go of your anger can you see the true appearance of Gu Huai.
Yuzai held the dragon egg and walked on the country road.
【Believe me. We will never give up. 】
