In the city of Boone, the newly decorated Shatia Hotel, the tall and new front desk cabinet was full of bits and pieces, and the most conspicuous was a wood carving, the wood was dull and rounded.

It was the appearance of a woman, with long curly waist-length hair, drooping eyes, and a delicate melon seed face full of sadness, curled up legs, which made people look pity.

"Shatia, you're back!"

The one who spoke was a middle-aged woman, she was invited to help by Shatiya after the renovation of the store, her name was Hita, so Shatiya often called her Aunt Hita, a hard-working, down-to-earth, and kind woman.

"Well, Aunt Hita, I brought you some freshly baked cookies. ”

Shatia smiled and took out a delicate cardboard box from the small basket in her hand and handed it to Aunt Sita.

Aunt Hita took the carton and said with a hint of confusion, "Just now, an inexplicable young man came over and saw that you were not in the store, and asked me to give this to you." ”

"Young man?"

Shatia followed the direction pointed by Aunt Hita, and sure enough, on one side of the counter was a palm-sized mahogany box, somewhat old-fashioned, locked by a very delicate little lock.

Puzzled, she glanced back at Aunt Hita, who pointed to the counter and said, "At the table." ”

A brass key, covered in patina, Shatia's hand trembled slightly, from the wooden box to the key, it was not like Vic's style, she didn't know many strangers, only the one who left in a hurry and never appeared again.

'Click.....'

The key turned, and the crisp opening sound of the lock cylinder sounded.

Shatia's heart trembled, and she opened the lid of the box with a serious face, and the action of opening the box was very slow.

'Squeak~'

What caught my eye was a red cloth package, and under it was pressed an envelope, which Shatiya opened open........

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Shatia, see the word

I haven't seen you for a long time, and I don't know if it's okay.

I have written many letters and thought about many things to say to you.

But the wording of this letter has been unknown for a long time.

I'm going on a long journey

Perhaps, it will be difficult to come back.

This will probably be my last letter to you.

I asked someone to send a wooden box, and I hope you will like the gifts inside.

Zhou Gongjin, a passer-by in green shirts

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The handwriting was a little stiff, in Vic script, and a foreigner could imagine how long it took to write this letter.

Shatia was stunned for a long time before she opened the red cloth package.

It is a wood carving, the difference is that the people on the wood carving are blushing, there is a touch of charm between the bright and bright smiles, and it is very infectious, this is the scene when the two met for the first time, Zhou Gongjin carved that memory.

"Why don't you come here yourself......."

Shatiya muttered to herself, her watery eyes slowly sliding down a trace of crystal.

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"I heard you're going back to find that little girl!"

On an ocean-going merchant ship, Xing Daorong sat on an oak barrel and looked up at Zhou Gongjin standing at the bow of the ship.

"yes, I went for a trip!"

Zhou Gongjin didn't look back, looking at the endless sea with his hands, and the wide green shirt sleeves were inspired by the wind.

"Your Majesty said that we will give you a marriage when we come back, why didn't you agree?"

Scratching his head, Xing Daorong picked up a jar of good wine from under his feet and touched it with another swarthy man beside him who was carrying a big bow of the falling moon, and the wine spilled all over the ground.

"I've heard about it, too. ”

The person who spoke was Pan Feng, since the end of the Battle of the Canyon, he was promoted by Li Jiuxiao by three levels, and now he is almost at the same level as Xing Daorong.

"Or not. ”

Zhou Gongjin's eyes were lowered, and he was wandering, as if he had returned to the first time they met.

"Or......."

He didn't continue, Vic was a bit like a whirlpool now, and he couldn't drag Heaven into it because of himself.

"I hate you crepe readers, and if you like it, you can chase it, how can there be so many twists and turns. ”

Xing Daorong's words, Pan Feng nodded very approvingly, of course he couldn't speak, and he couldn't help but feel even more pity for the vulgar man in front of him, and the wine jar in his hand was a collision, and he drank it all up, and he was extremely bold.

Xing Daorong laughed, hooked Pan Feng's shoulder with his right hand, although they hadn't known each other for a long time, the two were like confidants, and they really wanted to cut off a chicken head on the spot and worship a good one.

Zhou Gongjin turned his head, came out of the railing at the bow of the boat, picked up a small wine jar the size of a palm, and toasted the two of them with a glass, and did not refute the stupid words below.

Xing Daorong rolled his eyes, dried most of the wine in the altar, and then glanced at the seemingly heavy jar in Pan Feng's hand with small eyes, and the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

Pan Feng was stunned for a moment, frowned, seemed to feel the provocation of the stupid big man in front of him, stood up, drank all the wine in the jar, and then slapped the stupid big man on the back and pointed to the sea outside

"What about fish, give me a drink!"

When Xing Daorong heard this, he immediately lost his temper, drank the wine in his hand, opened two more jars, and threw them to the big black man in front of him.

The war between men is sometimes so simple, and the two people, who are like brothers, suddenly began to fight like enemies of life and death.

Zhou Gongjin smiled, turned around, and faced the sea again.

'Far as the end, near as the sea, when can Angelica~'

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"Are you sure it's your product?"

In a courtyard, Li Jiuxiao stared at the iron rod in front of him with wide eyes, while several middle-aged men in Confucian shirts beside him were standing with their hands hanging on the side, and after listening to his words, they hurriedly nodded again and again.

"This is cast by the sages, and after being launched, it can be divided into gold and cracked stones, and the power is incomprehensible. ”

A middle-aged man led by a man took a step forward and bowed his hand.

Li Jiuxiao touched his chin, although his face did not change much, his heart set off huge waves.

'What a bird!'

When he once went into the mountains with a few friends, he had the pleasure of playing with this kind of tube, but the power was surprisingly small, and the lethality would be drastically reduced after a hundred meters. Of course, the one in front of him was much more powerful in the previous attempt, and with just one shot, the splinter was deep in the stone.

"Sages?"

Li Jiuxiao stared at the Confucian shirts on this group of people, and a bad premonition arose, and sure enough, the next words of this person made his already fast heartbeat start to beat more violently.

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

The man arched his hand and said, the etiquette is thorough, but this thoughtful etiquette makes Li Jiuxiao's eyelids jump.

'The special rituals of the gods are comprehensive, and the rituals of China have been transmitted to the other world. ’

"The sages saved us from ignorance, and in addition to the current weapon, there is also a great deal of academic research. ”

The man took out a hardcover booklet from his sleeve pocket, the pages were complete, and it was obviously very well kept, but when Li Jiuxiao read the name of the book, he suddenly had an urge to scold his mother.

I saw the two big characters in the book, "Analects!!