Jian Song didn't know what it was, but he knew that the Dongfang mother-in-law specially handed it to him when he parted, asking him to use this thing when he went to Moshan, and didn't say anything else. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Of course, Qin Xiliang didn't use anything that he didn't know about, not to mention that he also smelled a hint of garlic that made him sick. The taste is simply amazing.

Ye Liangcheng didn't want to touch it, but he felt that there were 10,000 insects crawling on his body!

He gave Qin Xiliang a look, whether to bring it or not, Qin Xiliang glared at him, and knew that he had to decisively refuse, there was nothing in this world that made them make such a big sacrifice.

Don't, resolutely don't, but these ordinary people still have to protect themselves.

"Let the little blacks all wear them, and wet two clean masks with water. ”

Xiao Hei's hearts are galloping, can this be refused?

The apricot grove is full of yellow and clear apricots this season, one by one is particularly lovely, and there are a few medicinal herbs that can not be recognized by the ink millet under the apricot tree, and the flowers of the medicinal herbs are as glamorous as fire, like a beautiful person enjoying the shade under the apricot tree.

"What kind of flower is this, so beautiful!" Mo Mi just wanted to touch it, and then remembered a classic saying on TV, the more beautiful the flower, the more toxic it is.

Jian Chu jumped down from the sedan chair at this time, then ran to Mo Xiaomi's side and said, "I met this mandala in my dream in the morning, and it was really beautiful. Dad, I remember you had rubber gloves in your bag, bring them to me. ”

Mandala flowers, now he just wants to use them, this red mandala is probably just for people to watch.

"Strange Shu, I'll give you this mandala as a gift. "The color of the blood-red mandala was like the hot blood that had just been drunk.

Qin Xiliang couldn't understand that this five or six-year-old child was so making him have a gust of yin wind, he glanced at the red mandala, it was really a good thing.

The West doesn't have so much imagination about the mandala, it's just a poisonous flower.

However, in the East, it is different, the red mandala symbolizes the flower on the road to the underworld, which is also the flower on the other side of the Nai Ho Bridge. If you find a hundred-year-old flower and grind it into powder, you can solve the Meng Po soup and evoke the cause and effect of the previous life.

But for a vampire like Qin Xiliang who only has a shell, it has no use, because the soul has long been burned by the venom of the vampire, and it is just a walking corpse.

Mo Mi looked at Jian Chu and was about to uproot it, so he brought Jian Chu over: "Do you understand that sentence, children? Don't pick wildflowers on the side of the road." ”

Jian Chu wanted to kick this stupid woman over, but she was too weak.

"Aunt Mo, go over, this mandala appeared here just so that we could pick it, I'm afraid this mandala has a lifespan of at least a hundred years, enough to burn it and awaken memories. Jian Chu said this for Qin Xiliang to hear, he didn't know who Qin Xiliang was, but in short, he was not his worst enemy.

Of course, Qin Xiliang understood his words, but if it was really that simple, he wouldn't be so entangled.

Ye Liangcheng saw that it was not a way to argue like this, so he thought of a compromise solution, and waited until he went down the mountain to uproot it and give it a new home.

"Elm head, you'll be unlucky in the future. ”

At this time, Jian Song took a camera and took a few pictures of the mandala, it was so beautiful, it was a beautiful fairy.

Jian Chu looked at his father a little stupid, he grabbed Jian Song's ear and shouted suddenly, "Dad, wake up." ”

"This mandala is not as confusing as that mandala, but be careful, especially you two weirdos. ”