Chapter 18: The Pain of Life

The hand bone slowly tore off a piece of fish meat, put it between the upper and lower jaws, and smashed it carefully, as if tasting the taste. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Accidentally, the jaw opening and closing degree is a little larger, and the fish meat falls directly through the crack of the bone.

The bones paused, and suddenly stretched out their palms to cover the position of their eyes, and their shoulder blades creaked and twisted.

After a long time, the sword of bones extinguished the fire, throwing the unburned wood and freshly roasted fish into one place, and slashing them into pieces with a heavy sword.

After chopping, he used a bamboo basket to pack up the ashes, firewood, fish and meat fragments, and the fragments of the decree, and walked to the creeper vine, and scattered the fragments as fertilizer on the vines little by little.

By the end of the spill, there was only a scrap of paper stained with fire ashes left in the basket.

He knocked over the basket and knocked it on the bluestone slab, but the piece of paper got stuck in the basket and did not fall, he stopped, and after a while he used his hand to pick out the piece and throw it to the ground.

He stepped on it with his foot bones and tamped the soil, and it was at this time that he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

The skull slowly folds down.

He abruptly threw away the bamboo basket in his hand, bent down to pick up the piece of shredded paper he had just discarded, and wiped the fire ash off the surface little by little with trembling fingers.

'Sue'

He slowly and carefully held the scrap of paper in the palm of his hand, then fell to his knees, turning over the pieces of plaster, looking for the other pieces.

All the fragments were recovered, most of them burned beyond the handwriting.

He didn't know what he was crazy about, and he was going over and over the scraps of paper to put them together.

He longed, and things came as he expected. And he was afraid, but things were as he expected.

Because Anlan Ancestor said that Anlan Thirteen's apprentice is a woman who has been gouged out of her heart.

If, she is Su Qianruo, he... What is he going to do?

A strong intuition drove him, but when the mutilated words were pieced together, he was silent for a long time.

The valley was as silent as ever, and he looked up at the sky, his mouth silently wide open, as if shouting something.

It turns out that even if you don't have a heart, you can still feel the pain.

Shallow, shallow, Su.

It's you, it's really you.

Bones slowly lowered his head, carefully picked up all the pieces of paper, returned to the stone house, wrapped it in a clean white silk handkerchief, and began to pack his luggage.

After a pillar of incense, the barrier of the Dingzhen Mountain Ancestor Hall was cut down, and a white bone frame rushed in, dragging An Lan Ancestor who was taking a nap out of bed.

After touching up and down the ancestor's body, the bone ripped off a key from the ancestor's neck, and then took it and opened the door of the private vault of the true ancestor, and saw what to pretend, until the mustard seed space could not be fitted, then it snatched the ancestor's boundary-breaking talisman like a whirlwind, tore open the void and jumped down.

Anlan Ancestor didn't even have time to scream, he didn't have time to speak, and all of this was done in one go.

He watched in amazement as the bones disappeared into the void, then reached out and touched his forehead, muttering, "Is this, dreaming?" ”

There was a pain in his neck, and he touched it with his hand, and he touched a handful of golden liquid.

Anlan Ancestor suddenly roared angrily: "Bastard, a bone cub with no conscience, if you want a key, you can't write a word, you may not be willing to give it if you write?"

You are so busy that you don't have time to write a word, do you have to tear off the ancestor's neck and strangle the ancestor's flesh and rob it?

Are you in such a hurry, do you want to rush to the cave room?

You're just a skeleton of bones, and you don't have that guy in the cave room, you it, you have no conscience, you don't want to die bone cub! ”

After Anlan Ancestor finished scolding, a group of children and grandchildren fell down in front of the front and back hall of the house, and everyone rushed to the ancestral hall, and ran to the front, but they looked at each other and became a little timid.

The enchantment was actually cut by someone with a sword, as if the ancestor had beaten someone, and he had been cursing people in the hall.

Before the beast lying on the window had time to transform into a human form, it clearly saw that the ancestor was holding his neck with blood in one hand and cursing.

It tried to slide down the window, silently avoiding it, but it didn't die, and the horns on its head hung on the silk veil.

At this moment, the ancestor had already come back to his senses, and found that the inside and outside were already crowded with filial sons and grandchildren, and a group of people didn't do anything, so they knew that they would see the filial piety of the ancestors lively.

Anlan Ancestor lay on the spot, crooked his neck and pretended to be dead directly.

The hall suddenly made no sound, and a group of large and small beasts of the An Lan family panicked again, An Lanqing finally untied the horn from the silk yarn, and looked up again, and found that the ancestor was lying on the ground, not moving, it panicked again, and ran to the palace gate in a hurry.

While running and shouting, the ancestor lay on the ground, as if he was dead.

Everyone rushed into the temple like a swarm, and as soon as they entered, the door of the temple closed without wind and slammed shut.

Everyone couldn't help but chuckle in their hearts, and Qi Qi glared at An Lanqing with hatred in the blink of an eye.

After a while, Anlan Old Ancestor sat up slowly, and then, there was a cry of begging for mercy and a snapping sound in the Old Ancestor Palace.

While abusing Anlan, Ancestor shouted: "Let you look good and lively, don't do serious things and don't cultivate all day long, how long will I pick up those bones?"

I was able to break the barrier of Dingzhen Mountain!

You are the descendants of Lao Tzu, you usually don't think that this critical time will be compared to scum, can you use the mind of watching the excitement to grow snacks and practice more?

Well, you, you, you, the three of you, look at what you've all become.

Do you think that Tuan Tuan's cuteness is bursting, and then others will see how cute you look and believe in you?

We are spiritual, relying on the breath of faith to practice, do you know that among the three thousand worlds and the countless worlds below, how many people do not believe in Anlan?

How much of our territory has been robbed of by the new spirits?

No matter how you don't produce, you just know that if you live in a muddy and messy way, one day, we will have to nest in Dingzhen Mountain to eat and satisfy our hunger!

Today, the old man beat you so that your hands are deformed, and the next time you don't grow like this, I will directly beat you up and rebuild it!

Get out, let Lao Tzu go and practice.

It was the turn of the guard to look at the glass cup on the cloud jade platform, and first look at his own territory.

Usually I am a bad troublemaker, but I am not blind, all of them will go out of the mountain for me, to develop a new breath of faith for me, to promote the good of the old Anlan family's spirituality, and to write that statement a little more gorgeously.

Xiao Thirteen has already gone to find his daughter-in-law, if he finds his daughter-in-law, maybe he will have to add new dings after a while, you don't know, Anlan's new dings are more edible than one another.

Little Thirteen was born to eat up all of our portions before he was willing to open his voice, if he gave birth to Little Fourteen who could eat better than him, then I will see if you all have to go hungry!

Get out, get out of here, and do as Lao Tzu says.

If you don't obey again, if you twitter crookedly, I'll step down, and all the farts will be stepped out for you. (To be continued.) )