Last night, the small building rose again, the spring heart is full of autumn on the heart, just like the old people came to the hometown, tonight the moon is sparse and hazy, sighing and looking at the starry sky in a low voice, just like looking back at a dream after all, sighing and complaining gently, and gently singing away from sorrow and washing away the lead. After all, I was ignorant, gently explored the fate, and gently tasted the sorrowful life, how could I finally get a madness - said last time.

On the old wooden table, a loud wood falls, which is rarely seen in today's metropolis, a middle-aged storyteller explains in a voice that the story has never been recorded in black and white.

The cold wind was cold, and in a tea room with a half-covered cloth, a group of white-haired old men, although their eyes were a little chaotic, but their ears could hear clearly, holding a notched tea cup in their hands, a thin mist swirling around the tip of their noses, blowing a mouthful of cold breath, and then squinting their eyes slightly, leaning forward to take a sip, shaking their heads leisurely and comfortably, and humming a little song silently.

And among this group of old men, I saw an incompatible young man, his eyes like torches, leaning on the tiger chair and listening carefully to the storyteller in a light blue coat on the stage, telling an earth-shattering and dramatic story.

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Kick off the swing and get up and straighten your slender hands. Lunon flowers are thin, thin sweat and light clothes. Seeing the guests entering, the socks slipped through the golden hairpins. and ashamed to go, leaning on the door and looking back, but sniffing the green plums.

Telling a poem, the pupils were full of warmth, like a delicate face with a small mouthful of honey in her mouth.

He walked away with shame, leaned on the door and looked back, but sniffed the green plums. Whispering, silently reciting a word.

A breeze floated and lifted the straps on either side of her garment, stirring fearlessly in the damp and imminent erosion of the air.

The pale little face, the purple and blue thin lips, when she was silently reciting, what people didn't expect was that after she finished reading carefully, the body like a wisp of soul borrowed from the plum blossom looked extremely weak and pale.

In an instant, the stolen pear stamens were three points white, and they had turned into green smoke and dissipated in the world.

The man in white beside her, his eyes were full of panic but pity at this time, and he hurriedly took out a thumb-sized jade bottle from his chest and poured out a black pill, which made her pale face slightly return to some blood.

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The first year of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

In the darkness, there is a providence, on the edge of a strange waterhole, in this boundless vast mountain forest, praying to the heavens, and finally seeing the appearance is no longer a beast born with hair all over the barren mountains looking for prey.

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I don't know when, the woman quietly fell into the pool behind her, and when her eyes inadvertently skimmed, she found that the clothes on the thin waist of the weak woman, a trace of dirty blood smell was faintly hidden in the woman's body fragrance, as if it had been infected by blood.

Presumably, it is necessary to wash off the filth on the clothes, so as not to have a fishy smell around you after a long time, penetrating the clothes and infecting the skin to take root.

On a large rock not far from him, the man in white was breathing, and he could faintly feel the sound of air flowing between the man's snorts.

At this moment, there is a force that is imperceptible to the naked eye as if to isolate a person thousands of miles away, and there seems to be a pair of eyes like black and shining crystal stones staring closely, like a thief in the world, disgusting to prevent him from appreciating the beauty that makes people's blood boil.

Don't think about it, in this desolate and dilapidated place, only the three of them stopped here, he was a little calm, his dark face was sandwiched into an inconspicuous embarrassed smile, and his body shrank back slightly......

If it weren't for the fact that his movements were too exaggerated, the eyeballs seemed to have no master, wantonly greedy and encroaching, occupying a considerable range of sight. If it weren't for being caught in the eyes of someone, who would be so blatant, it would be better to open your heart and move like a gentleman with an eloquent appreciation.

Although he is not the kind of shameless child who takes advantage of people's danger, he is not a great good person.

Besides, it was difficult to find his hands in the dark night, but he frowned with interest and helplessness, squatting in the corner with his hands on his knees, holding a slender grass-green branch in his mouth, and shaking his toes slightly, his eyes seemed to be out of his mind, as if he was thinking about something.

In the days of climbing mountains and wading in the water, if he hadn't accidentally discovered this hundred pitiful tails, I'm afraid he wouldn't have thought of walking next to this sick body for so long.

Just looking at the moon slowly shrouded in haze, silently counting the time in my heart, as the hundred pity tail in my mouth was chewed to tasteless, I am afraid that the time of a stick of incense will pass like this.

"Where is Brother Tai from? Do you know how many days will it take to reach this barren mountain from the boundary of Jiangcheng?"

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He was counting the time in a daze, and suddenly heard the crisp voice of a man in white sitting cross-legged not far away, his eyes slightly closed.

"Wake up at night, a small and unknown place where mountain thieves are rampant in the middle of nowhere. In order to survive, he had something to eat, and he came here to seek refuge with distant relatives. He reluctantly exhaled the turbid breath in his chest, chewed the somewhat bitter Bailian tail in his mouth, and then twitched the flesh, swallowed the bitter dark green juice into his stomach, and said with some recollection.

The painful memories of the poor country, he really didn't want to spit words out of his mouth, except for the shameful absurdity and indifference of the eyes, and the thought of it would make him have a headache.

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Wake up at night!

When it comes to the word "night rising", I am afraid that the world has long been confused, and even the books that record the night rise have been burned in a few decades and only ashes are left, and the night is just an inconspicuous small city under the barren world.

The man in white's eyes faintly crossed with sorrow, and even some void emptiness, and the soul only left for a short time and returned to normal, but this subtle movement was clearly captured by him.

The sweet language fabricated by the mud, in the so-called maintenance of the disappearance of the world's magic barriers, there is such a term "rising from the night" that exists, but it has become a passing cloud, I don't know how many days and moons have sprinkled, and layer after layer has been stacked under the turbulent waves and yellow sand.

A person who cultivates the Tao is a person who is not or me, and it seems to be relaxed, but it is secretly surging.

I don't ask where it comes from, but when will it be taken seriously! Why it exists, and at the end of the rest of my life, I don't know what is the way back.

All kinds of thoughts are spurred into devilish thoughts, but in the end they can't understand what they are, and it is ridiculous to say that it is a prevarication that the faith lives on.

The man in white sighed slightly, opened his tired eyelids, and looked at him with infatuated admiration like an infatuated girl, Huo Ran was so weird that he didn't know why, he had goosebumps all over his body, and felt that there was something wrong with the air around him, filling and pulling up the distance between the two.

He scolded hard in his heart: "Is this tofu with fine skin and tender meat like a little white face, is it an old glass?"

Subconsciously, the whole body shook and moved towards the back, and the sound of the sand on the ground rubbing against the buttocks could be clearly heard in the larger part of the fart.

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"No, Li Yan's life. Seeing the man's funny behavior, the man didn't know why, and said with a respectful gaze.

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"Qin Huaiguan, the Great Zhou people's clan. There was a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

Ten miles of Qinhuai Longzangpu, a hundred birds long song and phoenix swimming.

Now that the sun and the moon are in the sky, in an instant, Sangtian is in a blink of an eye, and his sincere heart doesn't know whether it is Fang Pick Up or Qin Huaiguan in this sentence, but his weak and sick body makes him clearly suggest that it is Fang Pick Up.

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"Do you want to taste it?" Fang picked up and groped around on his body for a long time, stretched out his black calloused palm, and above his right hand, there was the Bailian Tail Grass that he had collected as a treasure, and the barbed hairs and sharp thorns scattered all over the ugly Bailian Tail Grass had already been cleaned up by him.

"Thank you. ”

The corners of the white-clothed man's delicate face rose slightly, and he smiled and stretched out his hand tactfully. Politely roll up the wide sleeves and stretch out the palm of your right hand outward, then gently bend your left hand and hold your right hand in a gesture.

Subsequently, take out the brocade pa embroidered with a unique embroidery technique from the baggage, when the brocade pa is opened, a fragrance that has been sealed for a long time with red beans comes to the nose, Fang picks up and smells this smell, the towering Adam's apple is like a faltering old man cherishing and smelling the delicious food that has not been seen in the world for many years, and the fiery eyes seem to want to take this red bean-like fragrance food as his own.

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Such an ugly funny appearance is not a kind of greed, when people have not tasted the cake made of human love for a long time, time flies, people's hearts are not ancient, and finally they can still taste it in time, so they blindly keep the last trace of beauty in their hearts.

The man in white saw Fang pick up such a look, there was no ripple in his heart from the face he had been accustomed to seeing since he was a child, there was no disgust on his delicate face, for him, the days under normal conditions had long been numb and quiet like water, so he waved it without hesitation, Fang picked up the dry food thrown by the man in white and hurriedly picked it up, completely ignoring the eyes of others and devouring it, in fact, now he has no image for him at all.

With shaggy and messy hair, dirty faces, tattered clothes, and savages emerging from the mountains, there is nowhere else to pay attention to except to speak some crepe poetry.

For Fang to pick up this move, the man in white always maintained a delicate posture, and there was not the slightest hint of contempt and ridicule in his eyes, but he just joked with Fang Pick up with a different flavor.

"I can't see that you are so thin, you were able to knock down a fierce beast just now, and I can't help but feel a trace of admiration in my heart."

"It's just a coincidence, it's nothing more than luck. For the delicate white-clothed man who sat on the strange rock and teased him, he smiled slyly, and the milky white row of teeth was particularly eye-catching, especially the extra little tooth, which looked a little more evil.

However, another word came out of his ear, which made him completely frown, and there was obviously some displeasure on his forehead.

"With a cunning and intelligent mind, if he doesn't use it on the demonic outer path in the future, Yanming believes that there will be a place for you in this barren world!"

"Have me a place? Hmph, my ideal is to marry a wife who is like a flower and jade, give birth to a white and fat son, and have a piece of one acre and three points of land plus a few maids to serve on the left and right, this is my place, I Qin Huaiguan just want to live a peaceful and stable life. Fang picked up a self-deprecating sneer at first, and continued to chew on his pity-free tail branch, although it was a little bitter, and even a little disgusting, but day and night the sky was the quilt, and the ground was the bed, and he still had to rely on this strange and ugly thing to survive.

"Hehe, brother is really good at laughing, the man is ambitious in all directions, and your thoughts are just a mediocre farmer who rises at sunrise and rests at sunset, but how can there be such a beautiful day in the world. ”

The man in white who lost his soul in the eyes of the strange stone, with a sharp and angular loneliness in the dimness, with a charming back, the silky liquid in the gourd wine pot disappeared from the corners of the mouth of the emaciated face, because of the plain white long-sleeved robe, the immature and emaciated face was depicted with the look of the vicissitudes of life, which always made people a little unexpected.

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Li Yanming was wearing white clothes, revealing a delicate color, and he was roughly walking with the casual and free words in Fang Pickup's mouth, but the delicate clothes would always be old.