After eating a closed door soup in the morning, Su Qinghuang was not annoyed, this admitting mistakes pays attention to a sincere attitude, a woman's temperament is as hard as a golden stone, he Su Qinghuang also has to take a good step by step, and finally come to a drop of water to wear it.

The morning air is the most refreshing, Su Qinghuang sat on the roof, there was a mountain breeze blowing in the distance, wrapped in free and easy coolness, and he half-squinted his eyes.

The person in the body has not been able to wake up since he subdued Qinglong at a great cost, no matter how Su Qinghuang shouted, he didn't move, as if he was dead. speech

He doesn't know how this person entered his body, but for some reason he always has an inexplicable sense of familiarity with it, and whenever he thinks about it from the beginning, he has no clue in the end, which is really grinding.

But what worries Su Qinghuang even more now is that he has lost sixty years of life.

The farther the path of cultivation goes, the lifespan will increase accordingly, but to really see the effect, it has to be after the clutch realm. Otherwise, the life span of a monk in the realm of pure heart is only about one hundred and twenty or thirty years old, which seems to be a lot, but he doesn't want to see that when Miss Wu still has a lot of years, he is already dying.

Legend has it that the bull-nosed Taoist priests are the most self-cultivation people in this world, and one by one in the practice rules, they will live a lot longer than other monks.

It's really not good, Su Qinghuang gritted his teeth, it's a big deal to be a Taoist priest who accompanies Qingdeng Huang Lao every day, anyway, some Taoist sects are not bound by the rules and do not delay marrying.

Of course, this time it can't be said that there is no gain, Qinglong and the powerful monk have fought for life and death for more than 100 times, and the number of experiences in the super system takes a long time to digest them, this is not what Su Qinghuang can do in his current realm, this is only the tip of the iceberg, and there is another chance luck, this kind of rare mysterious thing is something that he needs to discover bit by bit in the future.

There are also immediate benefits, Su Qinghuang not only now has the afterimage of the Qinglong Divine Power Spell in his mind, and it is two to say that he can't use it, but as the pinnacle of refining in this world, one claw and one tail, there are always too many things for Su Qinghuang to learn, and the progress of the system is much faster than before, and after a while, lighting up the second star is just around the corner, which can be regarded as comfort.

The previous injuries on his body are almost eight or nine not far from ten, tomorrow is the last game of the big competition, ninety-nine bows have already bowed, success or failure, just this last trembling, Su Qinghuang is very solemn.

Wang Fugui sent someone to deliver the news this morning, wanting to get together at the Zuiyue Building on the street at noon, seeing that it was still early, but it was really boring to be ignored at home, so he simply went out for a walk, and the things entrusted to Wang Fugui before should have some eyebrows.

changed into clean satin clothes, cut his hair, and burst out, making Xiao Yun, who was soft-hearted at the door, really feel that his young master had a little fairy spirit, and also made Su Qinghuang feel a little complacent.

Across three or two streets, a man, just the right youth, the silk is pure, this young master of the Su family, who even dislikes yellow dogs at home, has begun to gradually get rid of his notoriety outside, after all, his smile is warm, no matter how he looks at it, he can't be annoyed, and he is really a little handsome.

There are women who meet with three or five playmates next to them, and some of them are already a little longing with reddened cheeks, because of their appearance, there is no small temptation in an instant, and there is no harm in the beautiful thoughts, Su Qinghuang doesn't care about this secret autumn waves, especially a small tail behind him, and if he does something out of the ordinary, he is afraid that he will be swept away.

Today there is a bazaar set up, and there are many more people on the streets.

Finally squeezed out of the crowd to Zuiyue Building, still a lot early, thinking that Wang Fugui would probably arrive later, so he had to find a private room to sit first, and greeted Xiao Er to pick up melons, fruits, snacks, dishes, and wine.

After sitting down, Su Qinghuang looked out along the door and window, this is a habit he has developed in his previous life, through the decoration and clothing to figure out the grade of the guests downstairs, the tassels in the corners of the tablecloth in the room seem to be the unique female craftsmanship of North Vietnam, this thing is not expensive but quite rare, it is a rare and interesting object.

For example, the merchant downstairs with a big belly, although he held a folding fan in his hand to make it elegant, but the hat with a jade belt on his head still couldn't cover his gold and silver cheesiness. Seeing that there was a thief eyebrow and mouse eyes behind him, he secretly followed all the way, thinking that he was being targeted.

The private room is one of the highest places in the Quartet of the Drunken Moon Building, from here you can see half of Wumei Town, the pedestrians on the road are all white, coming and going, I am really tired of seeing too much, but a drum tower in the north of the town has particularly attracted Su Qinghuang's attention.

Drum Tower, was built in the generation of the old man of the Su family, now I am afraid that there are sixty or seventy years, the inside is enshrined with the Confucian saint of the text, whenever the festival or the exam, the incense in it is endless, the population is prosperous, whether it is a pig's head and three animals and other vulgar things, or the six-leaf green and yellow hundred years of adult-shaped ginseng, can be seen from time to time.

This was also built to bless the Su family to produce a few good seedlings of scholars in the future, but unfortunately the descendants were not angry, and there were not a few scholars, and in the end, even this place was sold for sale.

Just thinking about it, the little guy at the bottom has already started to go up little by little about the good wine and good dishes, Su Qinghuang's name is still known to the boss here, so as a shrewd businessman, he won't mind making such a small favor, and he sent a few dishes, not to mention, even the little rice wine, the small clay porcelain cup looks inconspicuous, but when you touch it carefully, the texture on it is delicate and cool like jade, which is obviously a rare good product.

is eating and drinking with a mouthful of white meat and a mouthful of rice wine, and an old man who tells stories next door comes here, telling stories and mixing two mouthfuls of rice.

Su Qinghuang listened carefully, telling the story of several young people who made a fortune a hundred years ago, it seems that it has nothing to do with the present, but after a little thought, there are a lot of familiar things in his Su Qinghuang's memory, but the name has been changed, what Su family, Li family, Wang family have all been changed to Zhang San, Li Si, Wang Er Mazi, the old man is talking about Xing, the scattered tables next to him have begun to applaud, from time to time there is the sound of rewarded silver and copper coins, and the old man is also working harder.

"Let's go back to the book and say, how can Wang Ermazi in the north of the county lack virtue to the top of his head and pus on the soles of his feet, and there are few things that hurt the sky and reason in those years, and it is also God's retribution that is not happy, he is young and does not know the precious body, this is in his early forties, and his rheumatism has come to the door. ”

"Our Qingjun has been stormy since ancient times, especially in the rainy season, it is not common for a few days of thunderstorms to be combined, Wang Er Mazi stayed at home at this time on the head of the bed full of moisture, oops, oops, the bones are bubbling outside, which is called Skynet to restore without leaving any sins. ”

"Who let the old man Zhang San have a good heart, watching Wang Er Mazi lie on the bed like a leper dog, he couldn't bear it, and left a prescription for rheumatism, a few pairs of medicines, hey, I couldn't even get out of bed before, it was only three or five days of work, and I was able to go out for a walk, you said it was not powerful, so how to say that the entire medicine store was respected by the Zhang family at that time, and the old man had the ability in his hands. ”

"It's a pity, the old man Zhang San has been treating others all his life, and when he was pecked by an eagle, Li Si, who was trained by himself, betrayed the court, and went to Wang Er Mazi's shop with a lot of secret recipes in his hands, but unfortunately, alas, the old man Zhang was still depressed until the end, and his son was also an infatuated person, which is really embarrassing. Speaking of this, the old man sighed regretfully, wiped the beads of sweat from his head and continued.

"Fortunately, God is finally not completely blind, the son of the Zhang family has always been a bastard to the point of lack of morality, who would have thought that after coming back to life, he suddenly said that he had changed his temperament, and finally he did not lose the old man Zhang's person, and insulted the name of his ancestors. ”

"Wang Er Mazi is a small life to live a nourishing life, and then he made a family not to say, his children and grandchildren are also angry, the family has been thriving over the years, and he has come and gone, and there are fewer and fewer people who know this old thing, and he has to wash himself white, and occasionally pretend, but he has blown out the reputation of a great good man, but the ointment hidden in the family is enough to fill a whole room. ”

In the end, it was a series of allegro small long tunes, and there were people faintly beating the beat at the bottom, and then the old man simply sang a small order himself: "It's really a good year and a lot of snow, and the pearls are like earth and gold like iron." This sentence is about the affairs of the four major families of the former dynasty Jia, Shi, Xue, and Wang, don't look at today's wealth, virtue needs to be a little good, otherwise, look at the hundred years of wealth and nobility, and even the family will be lost.

"Yes, it's snowing in a good year. Su Qinghuang muttered this, he used to live in the north, at this time to catch up with some years, I can't say that I will catch up with the cold spring, I still remember a storm surge when I was a child, and the spring was full of snow.

Now the climate in the south of the Yangtze River in this Qingjun is snowless, but in this cannibalistic world, how can no one shed blood.

"Little old man, your book is good, look at it. Suddenly, there was a shout that was slightly lacking in breath, and then I heard the sound that a large ingot of silver fell on the table, and the little old man quickly accepted the silver, and said with gratitude: "Thank you for the reward of Lord Wang." ”

"This silver is not taken for nothing, I want you to tell me about this book in the temple stall at the entrance of the street, the restaurant and the tea shop, and find help from others, in short, I want to spread this paragraph in this Wumei Town and in this Qingjun. If you do a good job, you will come to my royal house to receive the reward, and you will not be able to benefit from it. The man continued.

"Hehe, Master Wang's generosity, how can we not worry, when the time comes, I will see you, and I guarantee that the streets and alleys of the entire Qingjun County are like this. The little old man was rewarded, and hurried to respond with some flattery.

Then, the footsteps were slightly heavier, and he walked over from the next door, Su Qinghuang smiled at the corner of his mouth, he knew that the main lord was finally here.