"Yes, life and death are fateful, you have done enough, maybe I have lived too long, sometimes I think about it, death is actually very good, you don't have to worry about anything, and you don't have so many worries."

The golden maple leaves fell slowly, and in the small world of this immortal pool, there was never darkness. It is as beautiful as a fairy tale, just a prince with roses and precious stones.

I wanted to take Tianjizi away, after all, the Sealed Gate Village is no longer there, and I can put this immortal pool directly into the ring, but as if I never guessed correctly, Tianjizi rejected my proposal.

He said he wanted to see and feel the world.

I nodded, reached out and wrapped a piece of black cotton cloth soaked in my blood over his eyes, watching him leave.

Everything ended at sunset, and soon under the urging of the spiritual spring, rows of trees appeared on the bare mountain, giving the mountain a layer of green to wear, and I slammed the stone in the center of the large array of the closed gate village into the ground, crushing the last trace of the crack in the tunnel.

Since there has never been a human being, then it should never appear.

The underwater dungeon collapsed too quickly, and Ling'er and I just took out the treasures of King Xia, and those ministers' houses didn't know what would be left beyond the times.

Huaxia is messed up enough, and I can't find something for those people to do anymore.

After the last sunset disappeared into the sky, I dodged into the space, although the space was full of aura, but due to the genetic defects of the congenital race, most of them still died after leaving their hometown, and now there are only more than 200 left, still in a dying state.

The whole space was filled with an aura of sadness, and no one could understand what they said, and the dragons themselves stationed there could only send some eating and drinking utensils over one after another, and so far, there has been no chaos.

Leaving the closed village, we were again in a dilemma.

My Nine Successes back then were still sealed on the top of Kunlun Mountain, but the person sent by Ling'er to inquire about the news said that Kunlun Mountain had been closed ahead of schedule this year, and I had to wait until after the snow snowed in winter, but now there are still many months before winter.

And Su Han's body also seemed to have broken clues, and there were no clues for half a month, which made me very confused about which direction I should walk next.

Are you looking for the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang?

Could it be the one in Xianyang?

I accidentally flipped through the newspaper, and the one in Z City has been recognized by the state as the site of the Xia Dynasty, and finally the dust has fallen, but I have a wish.

As Ling'er said, my pregnancy is extremely weird, and the child in my belly basically does not have any movement, nor does it make trouble, nor does it move. If I hadn't been urging my spiritual power to investigate, I would have basically not felt his existence.

I wanted to go to the underworld to find Qin Luo, but I went secretly several times, but it was very unfortunate, Qin Luo also retreated, and the retreat place was next door to Qin Yan, the sense of foreboding in my heart became stronger and stronger, but I couldn't rush in rashly, I was afraid of admitting my mistake and coming out again.

simply stayed in the old house in the capital, as early as 7 years ago, the pair of sisters and brothers of the Sun family moved away with the little ginseng essence.

I had nothing to do, and I wanted to wait for the end of the closure of Kunlun Mountain to get my strength back before acting, so I simply started my grandfather's old business again, preparing to sell coffins and shrouds to pass the time, and also to see if I could get a few evil ghosts out to add some aura to the Yin-Yang Book.

However, I waited for more than a week, but there was no business, so that Ling'er laughed, and I suddenly sounded the life of my life, am I really not suitable for business to make money?

As usual, I sat on the bamboo chair from noon to sunset, lying on a bamboo chair for a day, my body was about to fall apart, and I was about to close the door, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

I wanted to ask Ling'er to open the door, but after shouting a few times, it sounded that he went to the waves with the Vermilion Bird White Tiger today, and in desperation, I could only roll over and open the door by myself.

However, as soon as I opened the door, I didn't see what my first guest looked like, and my instep sank. When I looked down, it was a round head, and of course, there was a body attached to it.

I took a few steps back, reached out and patted him on the back, carefully feeling his breath, still alive, but when I turned it over, the face was basically gone.

It was a young man who looked to be in his 20s, but his face was swollen to a very strange degree, all his facial features seemed to be spread out and copied on a piece of flesh, there was no three-dimensional sense at all, his eyes were shrugged, and the eyeballs seemed to be floating in the water, constantly shaking, without a trace of focus.

His hands are also moving black, purple, black and purple.

"Save.... Help...."The purple lips moved slowly, squeezing out three words for a long time.

I looked at him speechlessly, the red mountaineering suit was dirty and shiny, and he lay down at my door, which soon attracted the sideways glances of passers-by, especially the aunt, whose wise eyes were shining.

In desperation, I had to drag him back to the yard, and waited for a long time to serve the ginseng soup, which I had already lost a lot of money before I made any money.

And looking at his still patched socks, it seems that I don't want the money back.

After a long sigh, Ling'er finally came back, and after a day of revolving around the man, he went back to the house again, and I was bored flipping through the book while waiting, and finally when I was drowsy, the strange man finally woke up.

The distorted face was also restored to its original state with the help of Ling'er, and the edema went down, not to mention, this person can be regarded as having clear eyebrows.

It's just that I didn't find any strange wounds on him, and there was no trace of those dark Tanabata, how to say, it was unusually clean.

Because I wanted to check whether there were any hidden wounds on his body, I pulled off all the clothes on his body, and then I was ridiculed by Ling'er, saying that I had to bite strangers.

The old lady was in a bad mood and threw him out directly, so she studied it.

Like chicken from the refrigerator, his swollen body began to recover slowly, and I put him on the ground to save trouble, and soon there was a water stain on the ground.

By midnight, he had opened his eyes.

"Thank you..."The man's mind was very clear, and he began to thank him as soon as he got up from the ground.

I gave him a bunch of medicinal herbs again, and then I spoke: "Tell me, what's going on, and I'm a shroud shop here, are you making a mistake." ”

The young man was stunned for a moment, shook his head stupidly, swallowed the freshly cooked chicken soup in a big gulp, and said vaguely: "That's right, that's right, I'm just here to find you, I'm really sorry, I'm so anxious, I just got off the plane and ran straight over, I didn't expect to faint directly." ”

I showed him the bathroom and pulled out a clean set of clothes.

After I cleaned up the yard, his whole state was almost adjusted.

That's when I realized that he had come to me for help.

The young man's name is Su Hang, and he is a member of an amateur mountaineering team. A month ago, I received an invitational competition from an island country, saying that we would climb a snow-capped mountain in Tibet together, and whoever reached an altitude of 5,000 meters first would be considered a winner. And this competition is not free, as long as you participate, you will be paid.

Although people who play mountaineering are generally not bad for money, they all like money, and they haven't had anything to do recently, so they agreed.

Because no one had ever been to that mountain, they made a very detailed preparation plan, and prepared a lot of things, and everything was really smooth at first, but it was not until they reached the halfway point of the mountain that an avalanche suddenly occurred, trapping the whole team in an underground ice cave.

Except for the one I saw, the others were no longer in the world, but turned into corpses, lying forever under the snow-capped mountains.

After Su Hang climbed out of the mountain, he wanted to call someone to rescue him, even if it was a corpse, he had to bury someone, but when he heard that an avalanche had killed more than a dozen people at the bottom of the mountain, he was reluctant to go up the mountain, and those island people who had discussed the game were nowhere to be found, as if they had evaporated from the world.

Their mountaineering team has just been formed, and many people don't know each other's true identities in reality, and Su Hang wants to notify his teammates' families, but there is no way.

An old man in the local area gave him a way to go to the lama.

So he went to a temple with the best incense at the foot of the mountain and saw the legendary living Buddha, and this living Buddha wrote down the address of his grandfather's shroud shop for him.

With that, he pulled out a small card from his pile of dirty clothes.

It looks like a very ordinary piece of yellow paper, with the address of this place written in seal. In the pile of soaked coins, it was extremely abrupt.

I reached for the slip of paper in my hand, which was deliberately waterproof. The handwriting is very neat, as if it had been printed directly on a printer.

I don't know if this is a pit, or if it's really my grandfather's old man, after all, my grandfather was famous in the feng shui world back then, and it makes sense to know any living Buddha.

"What's your birthday?" I put away the note and stared at the man in front of me, if it was really as he said, his life was too hard.

"Birthday?" A trace of astonishment flashed in Su Hang's eyes, but he still replied honestly; "On the lunar calendar, the Dragon Boat Festival, twelve o'clock at noon."

"Sure enough..."My hand shook, The cup shook slightly, and it quickly stabilized, Jiyang's birthday, no wonder he was the only one who was spared, and he could just find a small temple casually and see a living Buddha who didn't necessarily wait for as many people lined up.

"Is there something wrong?" He rubbed his bare head.

"No, your life is very hard, and ordinary evil spirits don't dare to get close to your body, but there are also disadvantages, is it easy for you to fail in business?"

"How do you know? Master, do you still look at your face? He said excitedly, reaching out to grab my arm, but Ling'er disliked it and put it aside.

"Look at the yarn, mother, do you really want to help him?"

I raised my head and looked at the handsome cheeks of the young grandmother, I don't know if it was my delusion, I felt that Ling'er seemed to be more than a month, a few years older, and the Adam's apple on the neck was also a little abrupt.

"Let's go check it out, it's okay to be idle anyway, isn't it?"

His eyes were gilded with a dull and inexplicable light, flickering from time to time, I pursed my lips and did not speak again, after a long time, Ling'er looked away, sighed as if compromised, and turned and walked towards the house.

"I'll book a ticket, that Su Airlines, report your ID card."

"Okay, okay!" Su Hang nodded at me, and then quickly walked towards Ling'er, I was standing in the courtyard, it was already late at night, and the starlight in the sky was still running along his established trajectory, without the slightest change.

The old city is sleeping, and my night has just begun.

Soon, Ling'er had already taken care of everything and began to pack her things. Obviously, he can use spiritual power to pack it directly, but he made a lot of movement, as if the house had been demolished. I don't know what kind of anger this bear child is having, so I opened my mouth to ask several times. But they were all made with a soft nail, and in desperation, they just waited to watch silently, only when he was in adolescence, he began to have convulsions.

Fortunately, it was dawn soon, and Ling'er was standing in the courtyard with two huge boxes.

At the door was the business car he had booked online, before 6 o'clock, the three of us were already at the airport, and it was not until we got on the plane that Ling'er's stinky face regained a little smile.

After putting the blanket over me, he closed his eyes.

I didn't sleep all night, and I was a little sleepy.

In the roar of the plane, I went straight to sleep, or an unusual dream...