Ling Ping'an leaned on the back of the chair and bored with a micro-book.

Today's Weishu hot search has finally been recaptured by the traffic!

Merely......

Ling Ping'an looked at the long article that had just been posted by a certain traffic.

Ocean? Moon?

His comprehension is limited.

I really can't understand what this article of a few hundred words is about?

Ocean? What does it have to do with you?

Moon? What does it have to do with you?

Ling Ping'an scratched his head, feeling that he was really old, and he couldn't keep up with the times.

"No wonder I write about ...... streets," he sighed.

continued to brush, and there were complaints from netizens and this traffic fan below.

Only then did Ling Ping'an understand that it was this traffic that broke out of the relationship.

So, his fans went berserk.

And netizens are busy eating melons and watching dramas, so it's not a big deal.

He can understand that.

After all, traffic artists are like this.

It's just a tool, a tool for fans and capital.

How can tools have their own thoughts and thoughts?

How can tools fall in love?

So, that traffic is in emergency PR and solid powder!

This is also the basic operation of the traffic.

Before the accident, don't ask, if you ask, you will be afraid of women, and if you ask, you will be single.

As soon as something happens, good guys, break up and apologize immediately.

There is no sense of responsibility and half manhood.

Ling Ping'an shook his head and continued to read the micro-book.

Another hot search title caught his attention.

It's still that traffic, but it's ......

Ling Ping'an looked at the hot search content, and he felt old again.

Because, this hot search is another girl who jumped up and hammered his content after seeing the hot search of this traffic.

And it's exciting!

Pseudonyms, deception, cohabitation......

A hammer, the flow of the hammer was covered in bruises.

Ling Ping'an looked at it and shook his head: "This person is finished......"

The previous traffic was just a relationship.

Hurt his fans the most.

Now, this blatant deception of feelings and cheating during the relationship directly nailed him to the pillar of shame in the entertainment industry.

The people of the Federal Empire had very high moral requirements for public figures.

Not to mention traffic, it's those big-name actors or something, once they are exposed to derailment and deception.

Directly a death penalty!

All the companies and crews dare not use him anymore.

He will also be banned directly!

It's easy to understand.

Public figures must be role models for the public.

There is no room for moral stains.

And the traffic is even worse!

Ling Ping'an remembered that there was a popular traffic last year, smoking in public, and so far he has been ridiculed for 'bringing a bag of Huazi'.

With the micro-book, time passed unconsciously.

When the spirit came back to his senses, it was almost eleven o'clock.

He turned his head to look outside the door, and at some point, it was foggy again.

Hazy autumn fog with very low visibility.

So much so that even the light of the street lamps in the streets and alleys could not be seen clearly in the fog.

"Well......" Ling Ping'an said, "With such a big fog, it must be very cold tomorrow morning!" ”

"Looks like I'm going to have to wear thicker clothes and pants tomorrow......"

Fortunately, the last time he shopped at the mall, he bought back enough clothes to wear all the fall.

Considering the winter in Jiangcheng, it is actually not too cold.

So, in theory, he doesn't need to buy clothes and pants in winter.

But......

The climate has changed very strangely in recent years.

So, who knows?

Maybe this winter, it will snow in Jiangcheng!

Just about to get up and go close the door.

Ling Ping'an saw that in the fog outside the door, there was a thin figure walking towards the bookstore.

He became curious: "In such a cold weather, there are actually guests?" ”

"It's weird!"

But if you think about it, it's actually normal.

Now the college entrance examination has ended, and the national examination has not yet begun.

Young people certainly have plenty of time to wander outside.

Especially as the weather gets colder and colder, the business of barbecue stalls is getting better and better.

Who wouldn't want to have a few hot skewers of barbecue and a bowl of warm soup in such weather?

"It was probably a passer-by who saw that the bookstore was still open, so he wanted to come and buy books!" Ling Ping'an looked at the figure that was slowly approaching and thought, "So ......"

"Heaven rewards diligence, it is really the truth!"

Originally, today's water and electricity bills must have been lost.

However, because of his diligence and perseverance, there is hope to earn it!

This made him very inspired!

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Xiao Man cautiously approached the light source.

Slowly, slowly.

Little by little, I got closer.

As she approached, she began to see where the light source was.

Green bricks and red tiles, stacked buildings.

It's like an isolated island, standing in the middle of this misty ocean.

A strange orange-red light in the room reflected the light.

This light is so bright that even the fog can't block it.

It even pierced through the deep fog, and everywhere it looked.

"That lamp should be a powerful immortal weapon!" Xiaoman thought.

But what?

She didn't know.

Because, after the sky falls, the names of the immortals have become taboo, and even their immortal weapons have been blocked in history.

Even those in the know dare not divulge it at will.

Because, that would probably lead to disaster.

Because no one dared to guarantee that the bodies of those immortals were also stolen by the Heavenly Demons.

If this is the case, once their honorable names are mentioned, it may attract an attack from a heavenly demon who steals the powerful body of the immortal god.

It must be a devastating disaster!

As the distance got closer, Xiao Man saw more details of the building.

Its façade is of some kind of peculiar material.

White, small pieces sticking to the wall.

Looking up at the building, a heavy fog lingered around this strange building like water, and in the depths of the heavenly dome, the clouds of mist were constantly rotating and circling.

Like the eye of a hurricane.

"This is the heart of the fog!" Xiaoman knows.

This foggy world may be the core or even the source of this building.

She slowly approached and saw a figure, swaying in the light.

Xiao Man swallowed.

Figure!

She was bold and looked closely.

The figure seemed to notice her and stepped out of it.

He walked to the door.

Xiao Man looked at him......

Xiao Man felt his calves and stomach tremble.

Because, that's not people!

To be precise, his lower body is human.

Wearing some kind of clothes and pants that Xiao Man had never heard of, the material of the clothes and pants was also something that Xiao Man had never seen before.

If you look closely, Xiaoman finds that the lines and lines on these clothes and pants are almost identical, carved out of one mold.

It horrified her!

Because......

It's something that only fairies can wear.

Legend has it that the immortals in the sky have immortal weapons that specialize in weaving clothes.

These immortal artifacts draw the spiritual energy of the human world and the heavenly realm, and make all the needles and threads the same size.

Let the costumes of the fairies be flawless.

Therefore, there is a saying of 'ingenious work'.

But in the human world, there is obviously no such condition, even a powerful great monk cannot weave those seamless immortal clothes and divine robes.

It's just that......

The clothes and pants on his body did not show any trace of aura.

"The road is simple, back to basics!" Xiao Man thought in his heart: "What he is wearing must be a powerful magic robe with a powerful prohibition and a magical formation to cover it!" ”

There can only be this explanation.

Because......

His head has thoroughly explained his identity.

A mist enveloped his head.

His facial features and countenance were all hidden in the thick mist.

The fog flowed and rolled in his skull.

Time and space in the fog were as if they did not exist.

It seems that this fog has been around his head since eternity.

Two points of fire slowly rose from his eye sockets.

Like a dazzling meteor, but also like the legendary golden crow.

Xiao Man took a deep breath, and some stories and legends that her grandfather told her when she was a child flashed back to her before the tilt of the sky.

Someone strayed into a mountain forest during his journey, and he found a cave in the mountain forest.

The cave is inhabited by a monster with long hair.

The monster also saw the traveler, and said, "Who are you?" ”

The traveler replied, "I am from country X......

The monster wondered: "Country X? ”

"Where is Country X?"

The traveler then explained with trepidation.

The monster was puzzled and didn't understand at all, so it asked, "Have you heard of Tianshang?" ”

The traveler was shocked: "The Heavenly Merchants have been destroyed for a long time!" ”

The monster was shocked: "The Heavenly Shang has perished? Destroyed by whom? ”

The monster then told the traveler that he was the general of the palace of the Heavenly Shang, and because he had done something wrong, he was punished here to guard the ancestral tomb, and he had no idea that the Heavenly Shang had been destroyed.

The traveler took the strange man as a teacher and learned spells.

After a few years of studying, the traveler felt that he had achieved something, so he said goodbye to his teacher and prepared to go home to visit his relatives.

As a result, when he walked out of the mountain forest and came to the bottom of the mountain, he met a passing traveler, and after asking, he learned that thousands of years had passed in the outside world.

His relatives and country are no longer there.

Thinking about this story, Xiao Man thought, "Could it be that I encountered the things in the story?" ”

"In this mist, is there an ancient immortal god who has been hidden for countless years?"

If you think about it, it's not necessarily impossible.

The world where Xiaoman is located has always had legends.

Legend has it that a long, long time ago, in the era of the creation of the candle dragon, in addition to the candle dragon, there was also a powerful existence, which came together with the candle dragon.

After the candle dragon created the world, that powerful existence helped the candle dragon create the human race and the demon race, and left the Dao system of cultivation, and then disappeared.

He didn't even keep his name behind.

Thinking of this, Xiao Man became excited.

Because, if it were that one, perhaps, if he knew about the calamity of heaven and earth, he would be willing to help!

After all, heaven and earth also have his share!

But......

Before Xiaoman could speak, the other party had already spoken first.

"Welcome......" I don't know how he spoke, in short, the fog was rolling, and a certain voice sounded in Xiaoman's ears: "Guest...... I don't know, what do you need? ”

He pushed the door open and made an invitation.

Xiao Man swallowed all the words he had prepared into his throat.

Because she saw that above the head of the strange man stood, there was a signboard.

Four strange words, written in some kind of handwriting: Qiyuan Bookstore.

These words look a little weird, but they are very small and very common words used every day, and there is not much difference.

It is nothing more than simplifying the strokes and adjusting the radicals.

"You're a bookstore?" Xiao Man asked worriedly.

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Ling Ping'an looked at the little girl in front of him.

She looks like she's about seventeen or eighteen years old, and she has a small face that should belong to a 'classical beauty' in the outside world?

Ling Ping An is not sure about this.

Because he's hard to tell.

But that little face is really quite distinctive!

The fair face is very healthy, and the ruddy face is clearly visible with fine fluff.

A pair of Qiong noses, small and exquisite.

Danfeng's eyes are bright, and they look a little cute......

Well......

As cute as rolling!

I don't know why Ling Ping'an looked at the little girl and remembered the rolling of the zoo, and it was a little rolling about a year old.

That's when they're at their cutest and likable.

"Why do I feel the same emotions when I look at people as I do when I look at them?" Ling Ping'an didn't quite understand why he felt this way.

Can it only be blamed on the side effects of face blindness?

But anyway, he had some good feelings for this little girl.

Who's going to say no to a roll?

Anyway, the spirit will not be safe!

He likes the rolling on land and the killer whales in the sea.

This cute little thing is so cute for him.

Unfortunately, both of these are protected animals.

Otherwise, Ling Ping'an even planned to buy one and raise it.

Riding to school, but it was his childhood dream!

So, after hearing this rolling girl's question, he laughed: "Yes, girl, as you can see, I am a bookstore here......"

He thought for a moment and explained: "Where knowledge is sold, skills are sold!" ”

He looked at the short sword the girl was holding.

It was a quaint short sword with a very chic shape.

I looked at the girl's dress again.

Very classical!

A simple silk dress, a silk skirt, and sideburns coiled on her head.

This all shows that this cute little roll...... Well, the little girl is a lover of ancient culture, and she is also a lover of ancient martial arts.

Ancient Vuga Costumes!

This is not a very rare hobby!

In fact, a lot of young people like it.

Last month, Ling Ping'an remembered that there was a guest who was also a costume lover, and he exchanged a few half taels from last week for "Famous Objects of the Qin and Han Dynasties".

Thinking of that guest, Ling Ping felt a little regretful.

Unfortunately, he didn't come back after all.

Otherwise, such a fat sheep will definitely have a high consumption.

Thinking of the guest, Ling Ping'an looked at the little rolling ...... in front of him Well, little girl.

He had a big smile on his face.

Those who can afford to wear ancient costumes and play ancient martial arts, where are there poor people?

Since ancient times, the poor have been rich and martial!

So, he geared up and was eager to try, and even his tone of voice became gentle: "Guest...... Come in and take a look......"

"I've got everything here......"

"As long as you want......" he was serious, serious.

The bookstore, which has not opened for a few days, is in urgent need of a big money return!