Mao 18 saw a man and a woman walking over.

The man has a tattoo on his arm and is a dragon with teeth and claws.

Keep your hands in your clothes pockets. His expression was leisurely like a cloud in the sky.

The delicacy on the woman's face makes people sigh, and Mao Eighteen not only rang Tian Lili.

The two of them bypassed the sweeper and walked straight towards Mao Eighteen.

The broom in the old monk's hand slowed down for some reason, which made people feel a little unaccustomed to it.

The couple stopped at a distance of fifty or sixty meters away from Mao Eighteen, looked at Mao Eighteen's white hair calmly, and a subtle smile seemed to ripple at the corner of their mouths.

There was the sound of a motor in front of the mountain gate, Mao Shibai frowned, and saw a familiar figure. It's Tian Lili, and there are Huzi behind them.

There was a gunshot rang out, and it was crisp.

Mao Eighteen seemed to be able to see bullets flying in the sunlight and in the temples with rippling bells.

Mao Eighteen didn't move, closed his eyes, and it was really beautiful, except for that hateful bullet.

No one screamed, and in the echo of the gunshots, someone fell.

Everyone stopped there, motionless.

The sunlight has climbed over the treetops, and the Bodhi Temple is sprinkled with clear sunlight.

The old monk began to sweep the floor again, sweeping the leaves that could never be cleaned.

Huzi wanted to rush up, but was stopped by Tian Lili.

Mao 18 opened his eyes and looked fifty meters away, there was a man who was struggling to get up from the ground. Drops of blood fell on the bluestone slabs, like lonely flowers.

Huzi rushed over and said, big brother, are you okay?

Mao 18 shook his head and said, it's okay.

Tian Lili looked at Mao Eighteen's full head of white hair, as if she had been stabbed in her heart, what kind of helplessness can make a person turn white overnight, I had only seen it in novels before, but now it is alive in front of me.

Let's go, Tian Lili said.

Mao 18 shook his head and said that I think this is the final destination.

The old monk didn't know where to bring a bowl of water, a coarse porcelain bowl, clean water. Mao 18 didn't know if there was any Zen.

The old monk smiled and said that water can be placed in different containers, but the most important thing is the purity of the water itself.

What you gain will be gained, and what you lose will eventually be lost. You don't belong here. After taking the medicine, you can go.

The old monk put a wax-sealed pill in Mao Shiba's hand and left.

Tian Lili opened the pill, and a clear fragrance came out, and everyone could smell it.

Mao 18 said, what are you doing with medicine, I'm not sick.

Tian Lili didn't argue with Mao Eighteen, and directly stuffed the pill into his mouth, and sent water to Mao Eighteen's lips.

The pill melted when it touched the water, and when Mao Shibai swallowed it, he felt that his internal organs were going to die, and the whole person was a lot more energetic at once.

Mao 18 looked at the old monk, knelt down from a distance, kowtowed three times, and then followed everyone down the mountain.

Huaihua Bay is even more lively today than the New Year, and cars are parked in front of the town government.

Propaganda slogans were posted everywhere, hydrogen balloons with huge banners floated in the air, and deafening music made people feel a little excited.

In the conference room of the town government office building, Mayor Dong and the rest of the Standing Committee members lined up, with smiles on their faces.

Zhao Shiqing sat on the front left, Long Yi sat on the right, and Jin Wanda was behind him, still on crutches.

Ryuichi was a little nervous, he had never been like today.

The nerd looked at Ryuichi from the side and said, "Why don't you go out for a cigarette first?"

Long Yi said Okay, anyway, I'm not the same, I guess the result will come out, you wait.

Long Yi walked out of the conference room, Zhao Shiqing glanced at Bai Wanli, Bai Wanli nodded and went out.

Ryuichi made his way through the crowd and lit a cigarette in a place where no one was around. He took a hard breath, and the pungency of the tobacco calmed his mood for a while.

After so many years, Long Yi suddenly felt a little tired, really tired, he felt that his hands were so heavy that he couldn't even bear the weight of a cigarette.

He didn't know why he had to get this project in his hands, he was short of money, he didn't lack it, but why did he always feel lonely and empty now.

Although he hasn't been home for a long time, it's not that he doesn't want to, it's because he's not used to the peace of home, and he likes to have people around him every day. So, he likes the girls in the bar. He heard Mayor Dong announcing the final results, Tianlong Group.

Long Yi let out a long breath, feeling that all the qiē were so perfect, including the old man who hid in the corner and watched the lively wrinkles pile up.

Long Yi went to the bathroom with a cigarette in his mouth, and stood in front of the urinal to release water, Long Yi felt extremely happy.

But before he could lift his pants, he felt something prick his buttocks, and then he felt his legs start to go numb, and then his arms. Very quickly.

Long Yi tried to lift his pants, turned around, and a vague figure walked out.

When his pants were finally lifted, Ryuichi lay down and fell heavily to the ground.

The nerd came out to look for Ryuichi and didn't see it.

Called Ryuichi, but Ryuichi didn't answer.

The nerd senses that something is wrong, calls someone, and finally finds Ryuichi who is already unconscious in the toilet.

Long Yi was rushed to the hospital, and the doctor shook his head and said, I don't know.

Qingyun came, and there was a string of Bodhi beads in his hands that seemed to be translucent.

The nerd said, let's transfer to the hospital.

Qingyun didn't speak, and told the nerd to call Mao Eighteen for a long time.

The nerd was surprised and said, sister-in-law, the hospital can't do it, he ......

Qingyun glanced at him and said, don't think too much about yourself.

The nerd feels quite sad, really sad, that a servant will always be a servant, just as a dog will always be a dog.

But what is Mao Eighteen, is Mao Eighteen a dog or something else. The nerd doesn't know, the only thing he can know is that Mao Eighteen may pose a threat to him, and this woman has Mao Eighteen in her heart. Otherwise, he wouldn't have remembered to call Mao 18 at this time.

Mao 18 was sitting in the bar drinking at this time, and he didn't know what he was going to do in the future or what he should do.

Why should there be so many principles in life, he doesn't want to, but the principles are clearly there.

When Mao 18 heard the nerd's words, he thought he was joking with himself, saying, how could Long Yi be plotted against him when he went to Nima.

Seriously, nerd, you fucking hurry up.

When Mao Eighteen arrived, Long Yi's face was pale. Blackened fingers.

Mao Eighteen didn't check the pulse at all, and directly sealed Long Yi's main acupoint with a silver needle first.

Qingyun sat on the side, looking at Mao Shiba's handsome face, strong muscles, his heart was pounding, and his face was a little red.