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The crowd did not discuss who the person who attacked and killed them just now, who he was, and who the master behind the scenes was, but were talking.

Ten thousand people leaned against the edge of the car today, enjoying the morning sun and air, and he looked happy.

"It's still the most comfortable outing like this."

He stroked Mrs. Xiao, who was sleeping on his lap, and his stunning face shone like a fairy in the early morning sun, and sighed softly.

"I also like outings, the plan of the year lies in spring, in spring, is the beginning of the growth of all things, is the beginning of the year of people, in spring, always make people have hope."

Lin Dongtian replied.

"This kind of thing always sounds very sour, if it is in normal times, I will definitely not listen to it, but today it came out of your mouth, how do I think there is such a little bit of truth?"

Wan Wan shook his head and said.

"Look at the little tree on the side of the road, which has escaped the winter snow and cold, ushered in the spring when all things grow, and is trying to grow new leaves at the moment, and the animal mothers behind are foraging for food with their children."

"The villages we pass by, people are happily farming, maybe they just had enough to eat last year, or they are still starving, but now they are full of hope."

"I didn't expect that Little Brother Lin would have such a compassionate heart."

"Maybe we think that we are already monks, and we are successful in cultivating the Tao, above the mortals, and we can decide their life and death between turning our hands and palms, but no matter how we cultivate, cultivate immortals, or cultivate gods, it is the hearts of the people who cultivate in the end."

Lin Dongtian said.

A sentence of people's hearts suddenly shocked the two of them and the cat master, this sentence is not a bolt from the sky, but it shows the magic barrier of tens of millions of monks.

The longer the monks, the more humanity is lost, and this is the essence that many monks have lost unconsciously.

"Little Brother Lin, at a young age, he has such a feeling, and his future is limitless."

"Brother Wan, on the way of cultivation, you have been longer than me, and you have seen more, which is dangerous, and you and I have a deep understanding."

"I heard that Brother Lin, you are very good at your craft, I don't know how to portray portraits?"

"I'm not proficient in this, but I have another small art, to draw a group photo for Brother Wan or ******...... Merge. ”

"Oh, is it pen and ink?"

"Well, yes and no, wait for me to see if I have it on my body." ”

Shen Nian swept over the space bracelet, and in a corner, Lin Dongtian finally found the sketch pen he had used before, as well as a roll of white paper.

Unfolding the white paper, Lin Dongtian casually broke the branches on the side of the road, made a simple easel, spread the paper on it, and then prepared to start painting.

"It turns out that the famous Lin family is so simple."

Ten thousand people looked at Lin Dongtian and said in amazement.

Lin Dongtian smiled, and the cat master on the side also glanced at him strangely.

"Senior cat, don't look at me like that, the younger generation relied on this to eat when he didn't know how to cultivate, and he had a slight reputation in Du'an."

"Since ancient times, calligraphy and painting have been ink, why are you different."

"This little trick started in my hometown."

Lin Dongtian said, so he began to paint.

With the sound of the pen, Lin Dongtian lowered his head and began to describe, correcting the posture of thousands of people from time to time, and Mrs. Xiao was still asleep at the moment, as if the interference of the outside world could not disturb her sweet dream.

簌簌簌......

Kick and stare ......

Just like yesterday's quiet, on the mountain road, the ox cart walked quietly, and after nearly an hour, Lin Dongtian finally picked up the pen and handed over the drawing paper.

On the white painting paper, a middle-aged man, with delicate facial features, elegant and peaceful demeanor, on his lap, a peerless woman, lying on it and sleeping peacefully, one hand, gently stroking her hair, the lines are delicate and clear, and a quiet, beautiful and touching picture jumps on the paper.

"Good painting!"

Tens of thousands of people looked at the portrait and exclaimed.

"I have really never seen this kind of painting, where did Little Brother Lin get it?"

"In my hometown, this kind of painting is called sketching, also called charcoal painting, which is simple and easy to learn."

"It's so well drawn!"

At this time, Mrs. Xiao, who woke up, looked at the painting in her hand, her beautiful eyes rippled, and she was also full of curiosity when she looked at Lin Dongtian.

"Mrs. Xie appreciates."

"Draw me one."

Master Mao said suddenly.

"I want one too."

The skull shouted too.

Moo......

The two cows also mooed.

"I'm going to take the money."

Lin Dongtian looked at the two cows and said with a smile, but the latter tilted his head and suddenly sped up.

Time always flies quickly, and by the time Lin Dongtian finishes painting, it is already sunrise and noon.

So, everyone found a shady place by the water, came down to rest, although all of them were cultivators, and it was okay not to eat for a day, but Lin Dongtian still did it, grabbed a few mountain flavors and roasted them on the fire.

The golden oil-filled skin, the fragrance emitted, made people salivate, and at this moment, a voice came from a distance above:

"It's better to come early than to come by chance, and when you are hungry, someone makes a delicious meal, and this kind of life is really lucky."

On the shady grass, a gust of wind rolled up.

In the air, a divine beast slowly fell, the divine beast was majestic, but it was as well-behaved as a mouse under the man's crotch.

"Looks like you're in a hurry."

Ten thousand people looked at the comers, smiled and said.

"Yes, I didn't eat, drink or sleep for days in order to travel."

The visitor looked at the familiar faces of the ten thousand people and said.

"What shall I call you now?"

"I'm calling 10,000 people."

"Brother Wan, you are very bad."

The visitor looked at his situation and said.

"Yes, I'm bad."

Ten thousand people looked at the comers, and said with a smile.

"Anyone will die one day, and so will you."

He continued.

"Brother Wan, this is also your enemy?"

Lin Dongtian, who was roasting the smell of the mountain, looked up at the visitor and said.

"Yes."

"In that case, do you fight now, or do you fight again after eating?"

Lin Dongtian paused and asked.

"Let's finish eating."

The people who came and the people said in unison.

Lin Yin, who had just spoken, was quiet again, leaving Lin Dongtian alone to concentrate on roasting wild game. Soon, Lin Dongtian threw a roasted mountain flavor to each person.

The person who came was not polite, ignoring the heat of the skin on the outside, and began to bite and swallow directly with his mouth, and it seemed that he was indeed hungry.

Maybe in a hurry.

"Duanmuya's Duanjia is nearly 10,000 miles away from Duan, and it is difficult for you to come here in just two days."

Thousands of people looked at the people who came and swallowed wildly, and said with a smile.

Duanmu Bud is a place name, in fact, it is still a person's name, in a long time, there was a person named Duanmu Ya, he created a country, called Duanzhou State, the country of Duanzhou is called Duanmu Ya, named after him.

Later, the Duanzhou Kingdom was destroyed by the founding emperor of the Dubai Dynasty and became a government under the Dubai Dynasty, but the name did not change, Duanmu Ya is still there, and the remnants of the Duanzhou State who lived before Duanmu Ya are still there, and their names are Duanjia.

Duanmuya's Duan family, although they have always paid tribute to the Dubai Dynasty, has never been sincere, and there are their shadows in the rebel teams everywhere.

It was Duan Yiduo who came, but he was a frontier general of the Du'an Dynasty, and today, he was the first to come here.

"I thought I was here to protect you?"

Lin Dongtian looked at Duan Yiduo, who was dressed in military uniform, and said with a sigh.

"Responsibilities are important, and sometimes, national hatred and family feud are also important."

Duan Yiduo buried his head in eating and replied.

"So here he is."

"Well, I'm here."

Serve a multi-sided meal and return to the road.

"Sometimes, I think it's strange that the hatred of ancestors for more than a thousand years has continued to your generation, and why is there still hatred?"

"Because it wasn't your ancestors who killed."

Duan Yiduo listened to Lin Dongtian's words, stopped, thought for a while, and then continued.

"Maybe hatred is what keeps us going."

"The fact that your clan can still live in Duanmuya with dignity for nearly a thousand years has already shown that the so-called hatred is just a fig leaf that your own people have covered for a thousand years of humiliation."

Lin Dongtian said lightly, Duan Yiduo turned a deaf ear and continued to eat, and after a while.

"I'm full!"

As the last bone was spit out, Duan Yiduo stood up and said.

"I'm full, too."

Lin Dongtian stood up.

"Good."

Concise and powerful answers.

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