Qiu Yongdao: "Why are the Hu people ignorant and unconscious, and it is bloody and cruel to kill people? It is because of this faith. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info people's hearts exist, and belief will be thought about everything, and it is no wonder that the Han people call it barbaric. ”

Fan Ming said: "It's not that they don't have faith, it's just that they lack true faith to pursue. Like the Qiang people, they believe in "white stone". Worship Shiraishi as the god of heaven and earth, and for those who slander and hurt Shiraishi, even the prince will kill him first and then quickly, without the slightest hesitation, how can such a firm belief be called nothing? ”

Qiu Yongluo groaned: "If all the Hu people can believe in the Tao of the Heavenly Master, will there be fewer wars in the world?" ”

Yang Yu said: "Persuading people to be good is the reason why the Tao and the Buddha exist in the world, and everyone knows that goodness is good, so they are willing to believe in it." If Hu Han can have a unified faith, it will not be far from the unity of the world! ”

Yu Hao said: "The hustle and bustle of the world is for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit." There is one road to profit, and another road to Nirvana. ”

"Squeak--" There was a long door sound, and a gust of cold wind and cold snow drifted into the door, blowing the white veil on Yu Hao's head to the ground.

Everyone subconsciously turned their heads to look, only to see a smiling young man pushing open the door, but did not come in, but let go of half of his body and leaned over.

A pair of plain white brocade shoes fell into everyone's eyes, Wang Jingzhi was dressed in a smoky gray fur cloak, a pair of deep and clear eyes were warm and soft, and his thin lips were slightly raised, revealing his white teeth.

He touched the top of his head, looked for it hesitantly, only to find that the white yarn fell to the ground, but he was reluctant to put down the wine glass in his hand, arched his head to the ground, put his hair in a bun and lifted the white yarn on the ground, put the wine glass in his mouth, and quickly tied up the messy hair, but he didn't know that the hair was even more messy.

This series of actions is carried out at the speed of his speech, lazy and slow, and with that cute smile, it is even more interesting.

After drinking the wine here, he shook his body, got up, patted his dusty hand, and arched his hand: "Wang Qing, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Wang Jing's eyes swept over him, moved to Yang Yu's side, and slowly walked in.

Yang Yu's drunken eyes were hazy, he smiled stupidly, and touched Qiu Yong's arm with his elbow: "Am I asleep, dreaming, have you seen it?" The affectionate guy entered the door with a smile. ”

Qiu Yong's lips trembled slightly, not knowing how to answer.

In this world, apart from her, who else dares to call Wang Jingzhi a "kind guy"?

The second year of junior high school took off Wang Jingzhi's cloak, asked Eleven Niang for a fire, and went to the backyard to bake clothes.

Wang Jing's face looked ruddy, he walked to her side with a smile, a light and elegant mist, and the breath of a distant mountain hit her, wrapping her in it, almost making it impossible to breathe.

She touched Qiu Yong with her elbow again: "Gong Qiu, he's coming, he's coming, I, what should I do?" ”

Qiu Yong complained bitterly in his heart and said, "Le Xuanjun, Wang Sikong is here, and I have seen it too." ”

"Huh? The moment she looked back at Qiu Yong, she was already tightly held in someone's arms.

Yu Hao said with a smile: "Everyone in the world is rumored that Le Xuanjun is the wife set by Wang Qing, just wait for the three-year system to be completed, and it will be a good thing, it is true." ”

Wang Jingzhi hooked his lips slightly, his side face was like jade, his crow hair was like a feather, his throat swelled, and he said slowly: "Since ancient times, you are the first pavilion master who has been taken captive by the Hu people three times. ”

His voice was like a jade chisel hitting an ice chisel, his tone was light and magnetic, and his tone was strange and tinged with anger.

"There are the first and fifth days of the new year, where do you still need to take the lead?" Haven't you seen a dead man? He chuckled lightly and said slowly, "Is your life a little different from that of others?" Aren't you going to die? How dare you be so bold? Or..."

He paused slightly, and then said, "Your guilt for Huan Qi is more than your love for me?" ”

That's sour, isn't it?

Qiu Yong and the others were stunned, but they didn't dare to say more.

I don't know if it's because today's wine is too intoxicating, or if this person came too suddenly, she didn't know how to face him. The ghost envoy ignored his anger, smiled coquettishly, and asked, "Why don't you reply to the letter?" ”

Wang Jingzhi said slowly: "I miss you too much, I'm afraid that faith can't relieve my sorrows, but will add to my thoughts." There are a lot of things to do in Jinling, and as soon as this side is loosened, it will come immediately. ”

His breath gradually stabilized, and his anger was dissipated by this tenderness.

Yang Yu took advantage of the situation to put his head on his shoulder, rubbed it gently, and said, "So busy, is your body okay?" ”

"Okay, I'm fine. ”

She put her hands around his shoulders and hugged him tightly: "I don't believe it, I have to ask the doctor to diagnose it tomorrow." Her tone was unabashedly coquettish, soft and mournful.

Fortunately, everyone here was already very drunk, and they only looked at the two of them with a smile, but their eyes were empty.

"I'll take you home." His voice was as tender as ever.

"Okay. She put her arms on his neck, a pair of beautiful eyes comparable to the stars, a little cinnabar in the center of her eyebrows, and a light smile on her lips, full of charm.

Wang Jingzhi shook his head helplessly, but he was obviously enjoying it, putting one arm on her back, one arm around her legs, and hugging her.

"On the first day of junior high school, on the fifth day of junior high school, I want to talk to my lover, and you are hidden in the shadows. Yang Yu shouted, his voice soft and long.

The first and fifth days of junior high school at the door were already red-faced, a few ups and downs, and the two disappeared from sight.

At night, the streets of Zhushan are covered in snow, and snowflakes fall on the streets and rooftops, as well as on the few pedestrians.

Yang Yu smiled and stretched out his arms, and the snowflakes fell on the palm of his hand, which was cold and melted in a blink of an eye.

There were patches of snow on Wang Jingzhi's head, and she smiled delicately: "Look, you and I are white." ”

"Yes. He lowered his eyes to look at her and responded with a smile: "Ice and snow are cloaked, and they are barely white." ”

Yu Haohu in the wine house looked at the two people who were far away suspiciously, and said, "Is this really my fairy Wang Qing?" ”

Fan Minglang laughed loudly: "If I am not old and dizzy, there is no doubt that I am the gentleman of my family!" ”

Qiu Yong put his arm on Yu Hao's shoulders and said, "Where is Yu Jun staying?" ”

Yu Hao said: "I drank with you when I arrived in Zhushan early in the morning, and I haven't settled down yet. ”

Fan Ming said: "Let's go and stay in my hospital." ”

Yu Hao didn't shirk either, and arched his hand: "Thank you Fan Gong." ”

"Yu Jun doesn't blame me for being a villain, it's really a big-bellied person!" ”

Yu Hao nodded in agreement, as if Fan Ming was praising others, patted his fat and shaking belly and said, "Belly poop, Wang Jingzhi." I want to sleep and think about things. Mei and Zhou Gong had a dream, and Jing and Lao Zhuang agreed. ”

"Let's go, go home, you and I will get drunk again, talk about the Qingming world!" ”

As soon as the second year of junior high school came out of the dried clothes, I saw the three of them drunk with their chests exposed, hooking their shoulders and backs, talking drunk in their mouths, smiling lowly, and suddenly found that Wang Jingzhi was gone.

"Where's my Langjun?" The second junior high school asked.

But no one answered him.

He took three steps and made two steps, and grabbed Fan Ming's sleeve: "Fan Gong, where is Lang Jun?" ”

Fan Ming's drunken eyes fixed slightly, looked at the second junior high school, and smiled stupidly: "The child is aggressive, and the public has his own amount." After speaking, he turned his eyes and continued to talk to Qiu Yong and Yu Hao.

"What a drunken it is! The second junior high school smiled dumbly, and then saw that the door was open, thinking that Wang Jingzhi had left with Yang Yu, and hurriedly chased after him. (To be continued.) )