Time is a complex thing, and you can sigh that he is like an arrow or that he lives like years, as if he has all kinds of attributes with different labels. In fact, time only has the attribute of fair selflessness. He will spread the time fairly under everyone's feet, and people will also take the road he sets seriously, so he will lead you to the end with a harmonious and pious means; if anyone jumps out of the setting halfway, he will not force it, put away the time silently, and if there is a return one day, he will undoubtedly help you pave it again. So time seems great, unforgiving, and harsh, but this is the reason why the Celestial Universe has been able to come down from eternity.

The backstreets of the town were as ordinary and quiet as they had been three years ago, except for the houses and streets that seemed more quaint, and it seemed that time had not decayed so quickly in such a quiet and somewhat excessive place, but only a few symbolic rough strokes had been made on him. For example, the second son of the Li family has married a daughter-in-law and become a little adult, and his little cub has learned to be like grandparents to exchange candy and eat; the third child of the Zhang family has become a little expert in getting rich praised by everyone in Houyin Town with his flexible brain, and the little girls in the town who have just grown up dream of marrying him; the little slug of the Mao family has grown into the first beauty in the back street of Yinyin Town, and has even attracted the attention of those in the front street with their eyes on the door of their heads; a thriving and prosperous situation, and the upper position of the younger generation symbolizes the hope of continuing here。 Just as there are always two sides to the attributes of things, in such a place that seems to be a piece of spring, some places seem to be depressed like three autumns.

The grocery store was still in that place, but the rattan chair at the door, which could grace the whole sky as soon as he lay down, was no longer there, and it felt very awkward, after all, he represented the leisurely and time-friendly nature of the grocery store owner. The door of the store is still open, indicating that the business is still going on, and the things that can be sold seem to be more than a little less than three years ago; the grocery store, which originally made people feel that it is not very shrewd, now it seems that the owner's business is only taking care of the grocery store.

The small yard behind the grocery shop didn't seem to have changed, the dilapidated door was still so dilapidated, but there was an extra rattan chair in the middle of the yard, and the original rattan chair was tired of the noise outside, but the empty chair always felt very lonely. There are still four houses in the courtyard, and one of them has only a narrow path with footprints at the door, which is obviously rarely set foot. At this time, an old man in the hut was slowly and carefully cleaning every corner of the room, and occasionally looked up at the clean little bed, and his eyes were about to melt away. This person is the madman Guan Canglan, who was once famous in Shenzhou, and the hut that Guan Lao cleaned up was the one where Guan Hundred Tribulations lived before. Two years ago, Jian Yinpu and the young lady of the Tianmu family of the Great Valve of Huangzhou brought him a news: "Guan Baijiao died in the process of the first refining of the Dao Path!" This news almost cost him half his life; Guan Baijiao agreed with him to enter the mountain for about two months, but the fact that there was no news for a year made him feel an ominous premonition in his heart, but after various scenes, he still maintained his calm and prayed for their safety. But the result is that he still lost this grandson, and at this time he also has to comfort Jian Yinpu, who is almost in a state of collapse. He knew what Jian Yinpu was thinking, and he knew that this child was a kind child. He didn't want the child to be burdened with this self-blame until the end of his life. So he used this room as a backing to slowly enlighten the child.

Under the eaves of the house opposite this house, there was a young man standing under the eaves, looking at the old man cleaning seriously, and his fists were clenched. That's right, this person is Jian Yinpu, who returned two years ago, and now he is fifteen years old, and his height has also risen to one meter seven, his shoulder-length hair is tied behind his head, and his well-proportioned figure looks like a little adult. The most striking thing about him is the eyes, eyebrows and hands, his eyes were serious and meticulous before, but now they are completely cold, which is a feeling of eternal ice, and with two thick and long eyebrows, it is simply the law enforcement representative of the selfless judge in the world. Moreover, his hands are very slender and good-looking, and they seem to be very incompatible with the whole person, but they are very compatible, and you can know that he can produce the greatest print in the world by looking at these hands. But every time he saw Guan Lao nostalgic for Guan Baijiao in this seemingly warm but most poignant way, his hatred for the two big lords who were his peers deepened.

Rewind the clock to two years ago. When Jian Yinpu saw that Guan Baijiao decided to die without hesitation, but did not give himself a little room for answer, he already had the urge to go berserk. Of course, he also began to act and planned to die together, but was slapped a few times by Tianmuyin, he also felt the meaning of watching the hundred tribulations, but he was unwilling, every time he said that he would face all the difficulties and dangers together, but every time he ended up watching the hundred tribulations, he **** was the pass. Thinking of this, he had already burst into tears regardless of the people around him, and the two tears that he had grown so big in his life were for the sake of watching the catastrophe, but each time it was a parting on the line of life and death. At this time, a discordant voice came to the ancients: "Don't be sad for Jian Gongzi first, now our first person is to hurry out of this place, maybe none of us will be able to leave if we continue to grind like this, not to mention that Guan Gongzi and his Ji people have their own heavenly appearance, maybe they will go out earlier than us!"

kind of words, so it must be Xu Qirui.

Hearing Xu Qirui's words, Jian Yinpu seemed to have found the source of this tragedy, and he stared at Xu Qirui fiercely and said: "Do you think that he who was invaded by thunder poisonous insects will almost go out more than the people in our protective cover? Do you think that he who is already injured can get out safely earlier than our healthy people? Do you think that he will have a better chance of surviving than us when he walks in the direction of the insect king? If it weren't for your pig-like guards, this kind of thing could happen? Do you go out without a brain or have no brains at all?" The more Jian Yinpu said that the business was sharper, the more Xu Qirui listened, his face became darker and darker; he just mentioned it kindly, and the result became the target of the target, he was educated since he was a child to try to keep it still existing, and what he lost was decisively given up, and now he was targeted by Jian Yinpu like this, which made him feel incredible, especially the words that he had rarely heard since he was born, especially from the mouth of a little ghost who was more than ten years younger than himself, and he had an urge to explode. Tianmuyin was also very helpless to see these two people evolve to this scene, she knew very well that there was nothing wrong with analyzing the two from the perspective of both sides, but now was not the time to sit down and argue this, at this time, she had to be harmonious to get out of this thunder forest. So she walked between the two of them and said, "Okay, let's talk about something out, now is not the time for conflicts." Xu Qirui lowered his head when he saw Tianmuyin speak, and he didn't look at Jian Yinpu, but Jian Yinpu didn't care who you were now, and said directly: "What qualifications do you have to be a peacemaker, and you don't have to think about choosing guards when you go out, look at those pig-like guards you chose, you don't have brains!"

As soon as these words came out, Xu Qirui's mouth suddenly opened to stuff an egg, he didn't expect that Jian Yinpu didn't even sell Tianmuyin's face, this is the existence of the top of the Wasteland Pyramid! Compared to Xu Qirui, Tianmuyin felt even more incredible, she really grew up with a golden spoon in her mouth since she was a child, and no one had ever yelled at her like this, so she opened her mouth and said: "You actually scolded me!" Jian Yin immediately returned: "What's wrong with scolding you, I'm not the brainless son!"