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When he remembered the words of that strong man, he began to recover his luck, and those few high-grade spirit stones were squandered in an instant. Of course, it was a little unbearable and distressing, it was the only bit of property he had, which made someone even more persistent in getting their money back. So, someone with a full clockwork was set on fire, and with amazing speed, he began to browse the stone walls on both sides.

It is impossible to imagine that reading can be so greedy, he is trying to memorize all the pictures and words that have passed. This process made people somewhere outside the cave very angry.

"This kid, does he want to ?... See it all?"

"Hmph! He really thought he could remember it? Wishful thinking ....... ”

However, Dumb is really doing it, and he really doesn't have much time to recover. Each short meditation session is only enough to sustain a short period of concentration. He could only glance at those pictures twice, and he could only scan the narration of those words in a hurry. Moreover, his pockets were literally empty.

So, he walked through this corridor of light and shadow, like a stranger who strayed into a famous place to take shelter from the rain, and when the rain stopped a while, he was about to get back on the road...

He didn't know the secrets of Sunfall Valley, but he realized that it was a huge treasure trove. All the good and ugly things in the world are explained in detail here.

This is a world in the eyes of cultivators, and it is also a world in the eyes of many peerless powerhouses. It's a pity that he can't delay here for too long, and he doesn't have time to comprehend those things, but that's not that important anymore.

The bookworm in the Hanyang bookstore is back. Ten lines at a glance, or the landscape between glances, is the ability he has cultivated. Dumb always thinks that stealing books is not stealing, and taking those books away quietly in this way is not a thief.

The pen and ink between the lines of these words will remain in his heart, and he can slowly savor it in the future. It's like water and oil stored in a hump, waiting for it to be enjoyed in the desert and the Gobi.......

He was a passer-by who had come to the peach orchard, and his memory was a pocket, and he now needed to pluck the fruit that he could reach for and put it in this pocket.

And those branches that are too tall, peach trees that are too deep, he has no time to care, he just hopes that his pocket can hold more things. Even if this peach looks green and thin, or if he takes a step forward, there will be a fatter peach, he has no time to choose.

But Dumb believes that everything here will bring endless benefits for the rest of his life. At least Fluttershy doesn't think she's an uninformed turtle. Perhaps, in the years to come, he can still teach the croaking god .......

If he hadn't seen the last mural, or if he had decisively given up on this one, the outcome would have been completely different. But unfortunately, he saw it and wanted to put it in his pocket.

So, God played a big joke on him.

When he awoke, he found that what he had just seen was beginning to blur, and then slowly disappearing into invisibility like water leaking into the desert. In addition to the fact that the content of the wealth is still profound, this corridor of knowledge has also become clean, and the rune path is also dimming .......

This master was extremely unwilling and reluctant, and he decided to go back again. However, subconsciously, he glanced at the landscape in front of him again, and it was empty.

The scroll was gone, and only the two lines of handwriting remained. And those two questions were deeply torturing his heart.

He thought of something, but couldn't grasp them. So, he lost his soul, he really lost some important things, and he forgot some very important things, and he wanted to get them back.

However, his time has come.

In fact, in this world, everyone doesn't have a lot of time, just like the father and son.

The father who taught by word and deed needed to hurry, and the vast city-state needed the master. And the studious son needs to think, as well as those processes of self-digestion.

And on Cuiwei Peak, which is not far away, the most difficult thing for the head of the Fang family is time now. Missing Lian'er is not just a loss. After reading the letter, I was not only indignant.

When she learned that Meimei was missing with her, Fang Jiuniang not only couldn't relieve her worries, but also ushered in new troubles.

The Gui family came to the door, but unexpectedly, they didn't bother with anything. Instead, he also told her where Lian'er had gone and who she was with, and it seemed that she was still safe.

Maybe this is good news, but Fang Jiuniang really didn't feel better. She had no doubt that Lian'er was a good boy, but she couldn't see the dumb kid clearly, she felt that this person and the stupid girl were two types of people at all.

When she thought that maybe even Luo Lonely Tuo was not worthy of Lian'er, Fang Jiuniang knew that no one in this world had this qualification. As a result, she was in a worse mood.

For some reason, at noon, she went to Fanlou, and then her mood was even worse. These few uneasy ones threw down a huge mess.

The people left by Dumb are actually very conscientious, but Fang Jiuniang just can't look down on them. Those highland people are too rough in their work, and the people in the Mei Si family are too detailed, the two groups of people are completely irreconcilable, and the scene is even more dirty and messy. Those who should go can't get out, and those who should stay are completely like abandonment, and they don't get the care they deserve at all .......

In the eyes of everyone Fang, this is kneading sand, and the precision of the Imperial Treasure Pavilion is the top existence in the whole continent. Such an obvious flaw, such a clumsy method, how can it not make everyone Fang crazy.

Several shopkeepers who were sent to hand over were scolded by her, 'shrunken like a woman'. Holding Dumb's handwritten letter, making it look like a follower? This is holding Shang Fang's sword to chop onions, ginger and garlic. Do you want the old lady to take action herself?

So, she really couldn't stand it, she actually made a move.

The men of the Mei family went to the counter and the second floor, and those dumb men were all transferred to the camp and the street, and the former duties of Fanlou were restored to .......

Obediently, the door god doesn't watch the door? That's not doing business. And the account office doesn't go to the warehouse, what kind of trouble is this? The fierce and vicious appearance should be maintained to maintain order, and who will go if you don't go to the front desk every week?

The most hateful thing is that those decent women hired at a high price know that Nana is running around, who to hook up with, go back to see the children!

Today's update.

(Note: The chapters on Falling Sun Valley have deliberately slowed down the pace, because there are enough questions accumulated in the previous section, and it is time to explain.) Many of them are just personal perceptions of civilization and writing, as well as ideas of time and space. Some of the arguments and claims may not be thorough enough, they are just superficial opinions, and they are just trying to lead the plot to where they want to go. I once thought that if the meditations of the ancients in front of the campfire were replaced by today, it is what we do to the TV screen. If in this corridor of light and shadow, a feature film of poetry and history is shown on a loop, how would those ancients feel? This is the source of inspiration for several consecutive chapters, perhaps it can better smooth out some of the contexts and pave the way for the future of the characters. ）