Chapter 67 is nothing more than a sorrow

There is a bottom line, but it is not a good temper that allows you to be shameless without a lower limit.

The underworld boiled and said that it was Bai Impermanence and a ghost cha who fought because of a letter.

Bai Wuchang is still holding the soul hook lock in his hand, fiddling back and forth, patrolling the underworld, with a smile on his face, he is always a talkative and giggling look, as if there is nothing to make him angry, everyone thinks he is the best temperament in the underworld.

So since you are angry, it must be someone else's fault.

Here's the thing:

The neat and handsome font swaying on the envelope, and the words of the pen alone are enough to make people's hearts ripple and beautiful!

There are four words written on it: Xie Bi'an.

The ghost was none other than Du Sheng, who pretended to be respectful, held the letter high above his head with both hands, and said, "Your letter, Lord Messenger."

Bai Wuchang's expression changed on the spot, and his face was bloodless at the moment, so he reached out to take it.

But at this moment, the man deliberately made a mistake, pulled his hand back, and the seventh master pounced, and the seventh master was angry, and he roared angrily: You give it to me!

You say how annoying this kind of person is, it's like if you are in a hurry to go to the thatched house, he just won't let it, or the kind that occupies the thatched pit and doesn't.

He finally gave it to him.

Holding the rare treasure in his hand, his movements suddenly slowed down. He opened it carefully, and the smile was like a resurrection grass for someone in danger.

But the inside was empty, and he couldn't calm down, but he still relied on his cultivation to hold on, the green tendons on his neck flare up, and his tone was still a little soft: "What about the letter inside?" ”

Du Sheng looked confused, and he said embarrassedly: "Huh? What do you mean, you opened this letter yourself, I didn't move, and there was no trace of it, did it? ”

Bai Wuchang: "Who knows if you used a spell?" ”

Du Sheng smiled cheerfully: "You are suspicious, don't doubt me, I'm a little ghost, I just came here not long ago." ”

As if the way to express emotions in anger was to fall, his soul hook lock was thrown straight next to Du Sheng, and then he reached out again, and it returned to his hand on its own. He really didn't have the consciousness to hit him, he said coldly: "You'd better tell the truth, otherwise you will look good." ”

In fact, the threat itself is a kind of loss, which is not very good-looking. He really has no choice, even if he makes a decision, he has to give it a try, because he has no choice.

You don't think it's necessary to be a trivial matter, please don't stand and talk without backache, that feeling is even more excessive than occupying the pit and not.

Bai Wuchang grabbed him, pinched his neck and asked, "Do you say it or not?" ”

He frowned in pain and couldn't say a word, and the feeling of suffocation made his face red and white. Bai Wuchang let go of his hand, but Du Sheng smiled happily: "You are like a child, too naΓ―ve." ”

The letter was written by the teacher.

Du Sheng suddenly changed his face, it was his master's appearance, Bai Wuchang had no courtesy, because he really didn't know whether it was true or false, his eyes would deceive people, that is, he stood in front of you exactly the same but he just couldn't recognize it. This may be the sequelae of being deceived. If you deceive too much, it will be difficult to believe, and you can no longer believe it.

I can't get over the hurdles in my heart at all, and after losing the most important thing, I have a long memory.

The Master had a kind face, a crane-haired childish face, a fishnet-like sweater wrapped in red thread draped over his white clothes, and a cane. It's the old moon.

He didn't kneel on the spot, probably because his intuition told him he couldn't believe it, and sometimes it was accurate.

He put his hand behind his back and said, "I don't believe it, you are not my master, because my master always smiles at me and likes to touch my head." His hands were cold, but they gave warmth to others. ”

Du Sheng touched his beard and smiled, and then changed back to the prototype: "I just want to tell you the whereabouts of your master." ”

Bai Wuchang was surprised: "Really fake? ”

He said, "What do you think?" ”

The lantern of this Soul City is hung high, and every few steps is a lantern, and in addition to taking care of the home and managing the soul, the ghost cha also needs to light the lamp and change the lantern to see if the wick has been blown out by any wind, whether it is out of oil, whether the outer cover of the lantern has been weathered, and then it will break.

So there are quite a lot of ghosts and ghosts who pass by, and everyone spreads the word after watching it for a while.

Therefore, the rumors are not credible, and they cannot be generalized.

Hei Wuchang dared to come quickly, and Lu Juan also pulled me along.

Seeing this scene, I asked, "Why are you again?" ”

Du Sheng pursed his lips: "What kind of attitude do you have, why isn't it me?" ”

I was a little embarrassed, so I said, "It's okay." "I muttered in my heart: You are involved in any bad things, what attitude do you want from me.

Du Sheng's sleeves were rolled up, and he was wearing a brown cloth coat on his body, looking smart, but he actually felt that he was not very bad, well, not too bad.

Hei Wuchang looked at Bai Wuchang, Bai Wuchang frowned and handed over the letter, Hei Wuchang opened his mouth in surprise and realized again, pointing to the letter and looking straight into Bai Wuchang's eyes, Bai Wuchang nodded. He nodded.

I looked at Lu Juan, he pursed his lips and said with a smile: "It's okay, they can communicate, but we can't understand it." ”

I always thought he knew, but I couldn't ask.

Bai Wuchang is generous: "We know our master's handwriting." ”

A master is a father for life, they have followed Wudang since childhood to learn art, there will be feelings in the years, because they also practiced with other factions back then, but never took care of them, until they met the teacher, his smile is as warm as a spring breeze, careful advice, careful instructions, it fell on the heart of a deep knife and a shallow knife, love and hate are the same, the same life and life, never forget.

Happiness depends on whether you live by love or hate.

Since we have chosen, we have to bear the consequences of our choice. It seems that it is not good to make a living from hatred, and it seems particularly distorted and dark. But some things can't be smoothed out with a single sentence, and there is no need to avoid the important and trivial.

It was only me and Lu Juan, and I asked him, "Why do you want to live with bitterness and hatred?" ”

"People are always different in the world," he said. The things in the mud are not the same as the clear pool, but everyone doesn't like the mud, but the mud is not something you can choose, and your own experience is not what you want to experience. ”

The sky in the underworld is black and there are no stars because it is underground. Carrying the souls of the dead in the world, most of them have gone through wind and rain several times, and there is a cry. The only light is in the lantern, and the lantern is somewhere else.

I said, "I'm right here, it's a perfect fit, it's a good fit." ”

He said, "We're the same." ”

He said: "I can write whatever I want, but my life really can't be decided by myself, I want to change but I can't change it, I want to escape but I can't escape." ”

I said, "It seems that I just saw the bumpy side, and it was too difficult to let go." ”

In the early morning in the world, it was slightly bright and cool, and everyone began to get up and get busy, and at noon, the sun was in the center of all places, and there were a few shadows on the ground - houses, people, crops, etc. In the afternoon, the sky is sunset, the windows are not closed, and the afterglow will be penetrated, and the green lights are lit at night, and the busy work is to rest. Forever and ever, so passionately.

Flowers that grow towards the sun are always attractive, and those who have no nutrients in the shadows will be scolded for deserving it.

The life of a lifetime can be easily squandered in a moment, but I am afraid that it will be wasted at that time. I can't live in fear.

He smiled bitterly: "Some people say that you have the qualifications to write a book of life and death, as if you know some truth." I'm speechless. ”

I smiled: "Me too, do you know, history has always been written by successful people, and only successful people can tell the truth, we are losers, so it's not right." ”

They say that we are too young, we don't understand the rules, it seems that we don't match the things we work hard for, and when we are old, there is another word called relying on the old and selling the old, and the road is too difficult to walk, so everything is wrong.

He said, "There will always be people who contradict it, because the mouth is on others, and it is always toward you and toward you, and it is always so towards you, and it is always so towards you." ”

I cried and said, "I can't see through everything, everything falls on my heart, and I just can't let go." If I can't become a god, I really don't want to be a demon, I feel disgusted when I look at those kidneys, and I'm not interested in it. ”

He said, "I believe in you." ”

But I really can't believe it, the odds are too small, and when I wiped my tears, I saw that the nails in my hands had grown a little longer, and I was one step closer to the demon.

The god is far away, the demon is closer, and the demon is closer. I was on the verge of despair, but I could not realize.

Lu Juan said: "The fox clan and the wolf clan have fought, will you go back when you are in danger?" ”

Shall I go back? I know that if I can't solve the old things, I will never move forward. It's like a pit, it's good if you stand up and climb out, but when you sit cross-legged, you just don't move, and you don't listen to anyone's advice.

I said, "I'll go back and say everything I need to say, good or bad." ”

He said, "Okay, let's go now." ”

This cloud carries me, and I love it. I like to stomp my feet from time to time because it's always soft.

There were clouds all around, but I could only step on my own clouds, and the other clouds would break at the touch of a button.

It's night again, and the white moon is hanging high in the sky, in the shape of a crescent moon, so beautiful, just like a beautiful girl laughing. Its brilliance was surrounded by the stars, and in front of me I saw a girl dancing lightly, swaying gracefully, fluttering and spinning unwillingly, like a butterfly.

But when she turned around, her eyes were full of tears.

Another sad man.

I asked, "Isn't this Fairy Chang'e?" ”

She couldn't see it again.

The rain fell suddenly, and I somehow got confused, forgetting to avoid the rain, and I went here alone, in fact, I like the rain, just like taking a bath, you can take a shower, you can wake up. When you are sober, you will understand, and if you understand, you will not continue to suffer.

I can't open my eyes when it's raining too much, as long as it's raining, I'll catch a cold, so if I want to be good, don't get drenched in it, and avoid things that make me miserable, which is called instant stop loss.

Once drenched in a heavy rain, wet clothes, and a cold, will you go to the second shower? Don't add to your sorrow.

The clouds under my feet suddenly dispersed, and I didn't have time to scream and fall straight on my back, I reached out and grabbed them, and the clouds dispersed like smoke immediately, and I didn't catch anything.