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This is an anti-piracy chapter, I can only say sorry to my book friends, update in the early morning, and read it tomorrow.

Every day on the search site of pirate websites, I keep seeing my books stolen by them, and I feel very uncomfortable. Wushan is a part-time worker, although not by writing.

saw that the articles I worked hard to code for hours were pirated by others, and some readers even openly spoke in the book review area.

In the end, I found out in the fans that there was no contribution value at all, unwilling, I hope I understand, I'm sorry for you, my friends who have been following me, and I have to watch the content the next day.

This night, Wushan slept quite comfortably, and was not tired from the gut battle after returning to the hotel, but was full of energy.

Looking at the little woman sleeping in her arms, her eyelashes were blinking and blinking, probably dreaming. A person's deep sleep time at night is only about two hours.

With Nina's proud physique, he is still invincible to Wushan's bravery, and he feels that he seems to be more powerful than the original in terms of ****.

Gently kissing her on the forehead, he stiffened and fell silently to the ground.

This feeling of lifting weights is intoxicating. Maybe it's because the ancient rulers always emphasized that chivalry was forbidden by martial arts, and a person's kung fu was high, as if he didn't take everything into account.

He quickly put on his coat and quietly closed the door and went out.

There was no one in the aisle, and it was not until we reached the main road in the farm that I saw the peasants who had risen early to work in twos and threes.

It is understood that the farms in Soviet Russia are not much different from China's land policy before the production was contracted to households.

Here, all the production and living resources are collective, but each family has its own land, and there is quite a lot.

The places in front of and behind the house are all their own private land.

There were white and yellow people in the farm, and they seemed to be ********, and the houses and land were on the edge of the farmstead.

Seeing this unfamiliar tall yellow man coming, those white people just glanced haughtily, and not many people knew last night that there were nine more yellow people in the farm at once.

Maybe it's the illusion of Wushan, the farmers here are not like Wuxian, and they just nodded when they collided with each other.

If you are in Wu County, two people from afar will greet each other when they see it.

In another time and space, Wushan remembers that even if they were separated by two or three plots of land, the farmers would chat loudly with each other, and when they were tired, they would go to each other's fields and smoke a bag of dry tobacco.

On the Primorsky side, there are a little more evergreen trees, while on this side there are mostly deciduous trees.

As he crossed the border, he noticed that the buds on the trees had just unfolded, but now they had become large leaves.

Behind the farm, there is a mountain, and I don't know how high the mountain is, and it looks like a green tree, and you can't see the edge at a glance.

There are small birds chirping in the forest, and when they see Wushan, they will not flee in panic, and jump up and down leisurely.

Don't say that the Russians did a better job of environmental protection than our country. Even in remote areas, farmers do not kill birds and animals at will.

In China, the birds are far away.

According to Qing Fengzi's description, in the martial arts stage, at the beginning, it was to see the mountains and see the water to be water, and the second stage was to see the mountains and not the mountains and the water was not water, and now it has returned to the stage of seeing the mountains as mountains.

Wu Shan has his own understanding, he feels that no matter the mountains and forests or everything in the world, he has his own life and wisdom.

He could even vaguely feel what the birds were saying, and even the little insects that lingered among the leaves seemed to have their own thoughts.

It would be great if there was a chance to live here, cultivating in the mountains and forests, Wushan could sense more Qi in the air than anywhere except the Tianshan Sect.

The color of Qi seems to be different, he only absorbs those that seem to be vivid, some lifeless and gray, and automatically uses his consciousness to block the outside of his body.

Originally, the spirit was very good, and after a while of cultivation, Wushan seemed to want to fly.

In his consciousness, those cheerful Qi swim in a fixed path in the body, some ascending, some falling, some red, some green, and some black and gray, and he guides them out of the body.

At this time, Wu Shan suddenly opened his eyes, as if the gray-colored Qi in his body just now was casually guided into the nameless shrub next to him, and the naked eye could see that the leaves were rolling in an instant.

He smiled wryly and stopped cultivating, because it seemed that his body could not hold more Qi, as if it was about to overflow.

Leisurely returning along the way he came, the yellow people looked at him with some surprise, feeling that their identities were not equal, and they bowed their heads to work.

Whether in China or Soviet Russia, the peasants get up early in the morning and still take care of their own land, and it seems that human nature is as good as in China and abroad.

Of course, he didn't see those reports in the newspapers, but Zhong Daneng was undoubtedly one of them.

I haven't seen you for a long time, and I don't know if that stubborn old man is still like before, desperately trying to manage the desert.

He was a little ashamed, this kind of selfless attitude, he thought that even he couldn't do it.

Suddenly, Wu Shan raised his head and found that the tallest and youngest of the five people were walking towards him.

"Morning!" The young man had a reserved smile on his face, as if to greet him with condescension.

"Morning!" Wu Shan frowned slightly, and suddenly said in Chinese: "Can you speak Chinese?" ”

"A little bit!" The look on the young man's face was quite exciting, and he had long lost his composure.

The Chinese he speaks feels like it's jerky, giving people the taste of not speaking often.

"Where?" Wu Shan smiled: "I live in the capital!" ”

"Yes, oh, no!" The young man took a deep breath and suppressed his embarrassment: "I mean I'm not Chinese, I don't know if you understand this sentence?" ”

"Oh," Wushan nodded peacefully: "Am I different?" I also know your Russian. ”

"Actually, I'm not a Russian either!" The young man spoke a little more smoothly.

It turned out to be Korean! Wu Shan suddenly realized and waved his hand and walked over.

When he walked away, Atai let out a pop.

"What's wrong, Atai?" His master was a little surprised: "Is it sick?" We now have to rush home to recruit people to see a doctor, and the Soviet Russians outside are bad and want to take advantage of us everywhere. ”

"No, master!" Atai gasped greedily: "That person just now was too powerful. ”

"I just want to see how powerful he really is, so that a Russian woman who is so beautiful and can be our housewife will follow him with all her heart."

"So what?" The master raised his eyebrows: "You remember it for me, don't trouble us outside!" ”

"Wow!" Atai crawled to his feet: "But the minion didn't trouble you, as if he glanced at him casually, and realized that he was the most powerful person I have ever seen now." ”

"Is it so powerful?" The master was taken aback, and he was always tired of martial arts at home: "You haven't fought each other, how can you know if this person will be as good as you say." ”

"Master, with all due respect, he is truly unfathomable." Atai rolled over and got up: "Before leaving, he gave me a random look, which made me feel like falling into an ice cellar." ”

"Master, with all due respect, he is truly unfathomable." Atai rolled over and got up: "Before leaving, he gave me a random look, which made me feel like falling into an ice cellar." (To be continued.) )