In the tea hall, the three of them fell into silence, like an oil painting. earthworm
This eerie silence lasted for a long time.
After a moment, Su Lin said: "What on earth are you doing? Su Ming'an."
Previously, after leaving the Rose Blood Factory, Su Mingan entered this tea shop. All three of them wore masks to prevent their identities from causing chaos.
This tea house is not as deserted as it was ten years ago, perhaps because of the Fuyuan Festival. It was full of people even late at night, and the arrival of the three people did not attract anyone's attention.
"Drink tea." Su Mingan said.
"Then what are you doing with him?" Su Lin pointed at Lin Guang.
"Take him to drink tea with you." Su Mingan said: "The tea hall is the most convenient place to obtain information. I haven't been back for ten years. I am here to listen to the voices of the masses."
Lin Guang smiled, like a beautiful background painting.
"You sleep during the day and come out to drink tea at night. If you reverse day and night like this, your body..." Su Lin said.
"You really sound like an old man when you speak." Su Mingan sighed.
Su Lin:""
Su Mingan held his chin and leaned against the window. This was the spot where he had sat ten years ago. The ginkgo leaves outside the window were still lush.
"Yiyi Yao, you are here."
Suddenly, an acquaintance came over: ":Xiao Shuai, I heard that you stayed up in the middle of the night to inspect the rose blood factory, so I came here. What are you doing in the tea shop? Incognito for a private visit?"
"Yes, a private visit incognito." Su Ming'an said.
In fact, he had other plans.
"The person over here is... the commander of Su Lin's army." Xi recognized Su Lin at a glance, but thought it was Lin Guang who was wearing a mask: "That's Sen? That's right... I'm fighting with Noah, ,
So that one is..."
"That's important." Zheng Lanwan said. I was afraid that Lin Guang's identity would be revealed and Xi would start a fight on the spot.
Fine. Anyway, you are just here to give him something. "Xi said, Kou Kou touched his testicles for a while, and took out a brand new bra: "Here, make a bra for him.
, which also happens to be the new year. "
"Thank you." Akto said.
Every year you are the first to give me a gift.
The people around me, Tredia is too crazy, Sen Kelstia is too contemptuous of me, Cheng Luohe admires me too much, and Noah is too fond of me. Just not
He always communicated with me on an equal footing, fearing authority and not being flattery at all, which made me feel nervous.
"Commander, he is the number one on the human side. In the past, we had to pay attention to dangers and have to come into contact with people like this. Especially Lin Guang and his ilk, have you found any trace of me so far?" Xi said.
Number one... Why does that word sound like someone outside the building...
Akto coughed.
Lin Guang, who was called "a piece of cake", was actually angry, as if he had lost all his excellent self-cultivation, sitting on the spot and moving.
"I just said, did you see the domain lord today?" A table next to him was chatting.
"Has he passed away? Do you remember that ten years later, the whole city will be in a state of poverty, and your sister will be crying for half a year." Yijiu said again on New Year's Day.
"The domain lord is a god who comes to the world. Even if his body dies, his soul will return to the domain after a while. How could I die?" another person said.
"People like you can only see me in textbooks and outside of TV... It is said that no expert has simulated the basic data of Dawn War, reviewed the retrograde war, and discovered the domain
Every action he took was actually the best decision at the time. In one case, it was like a perfectly programmed program. Even if it was slightly wrong, the human casualties would be:
Add another million..."
"So I am a god. I am a god who overlooks everything. How can I make the best decision every time..."
Akto narrowed his eyes.
Xi chewed melon seeds: "That kind of praise for him will make your ears calluses."
"You want to ask, why are there so few white hairs in the domain?" Akto said. Along the way, at least one of the eight people I have grown up with has gray hair. Is it possible that life is so stressful now that everyone has been growing gray for many years?
Xi was embarrassed to say: "He may dare to doubt it. It is said that the city lord is the most white-haired person in his life, so few people in the streets and alleys are dyed white-haired..."
"ah?"
Akto was stunned.
"Furthermore, the reason why the business of that tea house was so sluggish was that ten years later the owner of the tea house played a tune with the flute and the domain lord's piano, which caused the boss's popularity to increase slightly, and everyone wanted to
Drinking tea outside my shop. "Xi coughed dryly and looked less embarrassed: "Moreover, the white hair of the owner of the tea shop is also the purest. There are very few people who can bleach their hair as well as me.
Therefore, the status of tea house bosses has gone up and down, and can be compared with some high-ranking commanders..."
absurd!
Zheng Lanwan felt baffled.
...What does the purest white mean? That thing can also be described as pure in seven words? What is Bai Mao now, a noble bloodline?
A negative emotion emerged in my heart, which seemed to be the same as Su Ming'an's - affirming that gray hair can be regarded as a person's achievement, these conscientious leaders
What kind of? Surely as long as you dye your hair white, you will be respected by my people. What does this people's efforts mean?
That's ridiculous. Just because it's rumored that I hate white hair, so all those with white hair will ascend to heaven?
"It's possible..." Akto said.
"Nothing is possible?" Su Lin hit the nail on the head: "Chu people have such slim waists that few in the palace will starve to death."
Tu Zui fell into silence, and Xi sighed.
Just then, the owner of the tea shop arrived belatedly.
The owner of the tea restaurant is still wearing Hanfu, with raised eyebrows. His slender figure and slightly flying white hair are almost identical to Lin Guang, who is wearing a mask at the table... Akto
Then the mantis and butterfly suddenly appeared, with confusion in their eyes.
In the next week, I learned that the owner of the tea shop opened a shop here.
"What do you guys want?" the boss asked.
"Biluochun." Xi said.
"You drink coffee." Su Lin said.
",..." Lin Guang said exactly what he said.
A moment ago, the tea tray was brought down, and it was Biluochun. Akto took a sip. It smelled like disinfectant water, as if what I drank ten years later was just an illusion.
"Are the guests disgusted?" the teahouse owner asked.
"Of course, you take Na Wan Tu very seriously, and you also hate the flute music that he played with you on the piano ten years later." Zheng Lanwan suddenly said with a smile: "Looking for a close friend in the music, he i
The sound of the flute makes you think he is a very nice person. You want to be best friends with him, do you know if he is willing? "
"Click".
The sound of a tea bowl being crushed came from the side, which seemed to come from Lin Guang.
"He said that he played with you ten years later, so he is..." The owner of the Tea Hall was stunned, and my hot and hard face showed an emotion like ice and snow melting: "You admire him very much l
You really...can't be friends with him? "
"Crack." Xi was startled, and Lin Guang next to her crushed the teapot in front of you again. You knew why the masked man was so angry.
"Of course. Today is the Fate Festival. Does he hate ginkgo trees? How about you take him to see the best ginkgo tree outside the territory?" Akto's eyes are sincere, and his shoulders are white 3
I turned my tail slightly, as if an invisible halo shone around me.
The wooden floor trembled faintly, and before Lin Guang could sit down, his hands were covered with pieces of tea bowl.
Zheng Lanwan continued to say to the tea shop owner: "Before, you took him to your piano room. You hated his flute sound. This is the best flute sound you have ever heard. You will never hear it again."
These flute sounds are all vulgar sounds, completely inferior to his song..."
"Snapped!"
"Snap, snap, snap, snap!!!!"
Several loud noises exploded, and the wooden table flew up. Su Lin dodged and dodged. At that moment, I suddenly understood why Akto dragged Lin Guang to drink tea.
However, every step is carefully considered and calculated to the extreme.
Those words were so heartbreaking that Su Lin felt pity for Lin Guang.
When all the tea guests saw the bowls broken and the table overturned, they were so frightened that they rushed eight feet into the air. Lin Guang stood up hastily, his whole body seemed to be filled with white air, his palms were shaped like eagle claws, and the tea table had been knocked over by my slap.
, the dropped Biluochun shattered on the ground.
"Why is that masked man so crazy?" Xi was confused. You know why that man suddenly became violent.
At the last moment, your face showed a special look as if you had seen a ghost.
Yiyi Linguang's mask had fallen off.
There was a lot of noise in the tea house.
People looked at Lin Guang's face in shock - that face symbolized the devil, as terrifying as the medieval witch trials. Ten years later, Linguang's city-by-city nuclear explosions gave mankind a profound impact.
With the shadow of management, countless people are still living in nightmares...
Just now, Lin Guang was squatting in the corner playing with butterflies. Because it was still late at night, several people noticed my appearance. Now, in the dim light of the tea hall, the sight of my face frightened me.
People pissed themselves off.
"Ah ah ah ah one by one" Finally, no one ran away. Then, like a strong tide, hundreds of people ran inside, and in the blink of an eye the building was empty. A warning comes from afar
, it won't take long for the tea hall to be surrounded by the army.
The owner of the tea shop took a step forward, his face confused.
"Guest, why did he destroy your tea table..." After the tea shop owner finished speaking, Lin Guang took a step back, his fingers turned into claws, and he stretched out towards the tea shop owner's neck, looking at
The posture is to strangle me to death!
A wall of golden light rose from the ground, blocking Lin Guang's attack.
Su Lin stood in front of the boss and suddenly said: "Zheng Lanwan, have you ever thought that there is no such test method?"
Su Lin had rich experience, but she didn't think of Akto's probing method - Lin Guang was so angry. It was obvious that the tea shop owner and Lin Guangming were the same person, and one of them must be a noble one.
Lu Shu, one is another person.
"One - a vulgar sound! A vulgar sound??" Lin Guang's eyes were bloodshot, like an erupting volcano. I stared at Akto, and reached for the pistol on my waist, and then
I grabbed my left hand with my right hand to stop him.
"Su Lin, he is in danger of protecting the owner of the tea shop. Now that the matter is done, you and Lin Guang will go to our dimension as guests." Akto said.
My brows were still furrowed, and I was not satisfied with the results of that test.
"You go with him." Su Lin said.
"Yes, I have many enemies. You are sure whether he will be invaded. You have no first move. He is waiting for response in the city." Akto said.
"I understand." Su Lin said.
"Lovis, he is one by one." Lin Guang's face suddenly tensed up, the sound of my flute turned out to be a vulgar sound...
Okay, you and he come to my Weiwei as guests, and you must keep your comments in mind after that. He is your best friend, and his shortcomings are the best. "Acker said.
Lin Guang was slightly startled after hearing this.
That time it was the boss's turn to calm down: "Wait a minute..."
Seeing this scene, Su Lin suddenly felt familiar. I remember there was a very obscure story in the World Forum, saying that it was Playa, the first world, and no player relied on low charisma.
Walking between the soul hunters and the soul tribe, a four o'clock TV series was played. That scene seems familiar now...
Su Lin's authority allows me to see my person's soul and use it to determine the other person's emotional ups and downs. Even now, in my eyes, Akto's mood is always stable.
The scariest thing about charismatic players is that.
We can easily arouse other people's emotions, but we ourselves are extremely calm. The word "best friend" rolled through Akto's mouth without any hindrance. Su Lin even noticed,
I myself have been affected by that tangible charm value.
That kind of person is terrible.
"How is he going to take you to my dimension?" Akto looked at Lin Guang.
Lin Guang closed his eyes. A moment ago, I looked at Akto.
"Lovis, close your eyes. 1, 2, 3..."
At the last moment, Akto closed his eyes, and white light rose around me, surrounding that area.
Catastrophic Year 102·Region of Measurement
",...what are you doing again."
"...I'm just pretending, I really think I'm a princess outside of a fairy tale."
Under the mechanical work station, Da Mei ignored the jealous words of other colleagues, packed up his work stuff and left.
Your work environment has gotten better since Speaker Alan had to help you warn others. Your boss dares to harass you blatantly, but he still doesn't say a word.
...It doesn't matter, as long as we are good enough, we will understand one day.
You get home and turn on the radio. You hate a history radio station because there is often no content related to Su Mingan.
The light outside your life, please stop listening to my stories, even if they are just trivial historical fragments.
"It is said that although the history of the Dawn War period is poorly covered, people generally believe that there is no divine agent named 'Lin Guang' in history." Radio host
The voice came out in a cadence.
Da Mei opened his personal terminal and did the rest of his work.
"... That Linguang, the fate of it is still clear. People speculate that I died in battle, and no one said that I lived in mystery and seclusion. But what you are going to talk about today is another person, the Lord of Ya Zheng Lanwan. ."
You raised your head and listened intently.
"...It is said that Territory Master Su Mingan has actually died a long time ago. What you see now is my bionic body." The anchor said.
You frowned.
"I died in the 72nd year of the Cataclysm. It was humans themselves who killed me with their own hands. No one found a banner saying 'Kill Executive Asa Sumian' outside the ruins. It was the 50th year of the Cataclysm.
The product of the 80 years since the disaster. "
The radio anchor said with a smile:
"Of course, it's just unofficial history, so it's doubtful. Just listen to it for fun..."
"Bijing."
"How could humanity kill our own savior."
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