It was a sheepskin scroll that looked yellowish, holding the jacket on his shoulders with one hand, taking the scroll with the other, browsing under the moon, Zhao Xiaoyun saw the dense Aramaic scroll, on it, there were also six people who jumped and flickered, and the long sword was slammed, "Boy, this scroll is the six-style map of the Heavenly Flame, 'Falling Ying Colorful', 'Shadowy', 'Dou Turning the Stars', 'Blazing Flame Burning Sky', 'Flame Dragon Breaking', 'No Ji Tailai' Six Mental Methods, The key is not left on the book, and in the future, whether you can overcome the misfortune with the six forms depends on your understanding and creation. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info", Zhao Xiaoyun detailed the scroll, and Jesus said in a serious voice.

"Good, wonderful,", I don't know what Jesus meant by the words, the scroll is quite ancient, the characters painted on it are lifelike, rubbing the scroll, Zhao Xiaoyun shook his head in admiration, and suddenly asked: "The one who leads the sheep, I want to ask, what year and month is this?", "Today's day, for the thirtieth year of the AD...", the words came out, and Zhao Xiaoyun's mind was violently saved, Jesus couldn't help but change color, and changed his mouth:" The atlas is rare and unique in the world, and even my disciples have no chance to see it on weekdays, and if you dare to take this scroll to make money, you will be struck by thunder in the sky. ”

"The special meeting of the sheep, I just asked about the time, but you said for no reason that I want to exchange the scroll for money...", Zhao Xiaoyun couldn't help but laugh and put the scroll into the placket.

"The girl who went with you is now going to the olive grove in the mountains, boy, if you have nothing to do, go quickly, and don't let the man who loves you wait a long time. Jesus said cross-legged.

"Sheep leader, you said simply, I think you destroyed my Tissot key for no reason before, it seems to make me blind, now, this black light is blind, my eyes are difficult to distinguish, you say, where should I go to find olive groves?", hearing this, remembering the destruction of the Tissot key, Zhao Xiaoyun couldn't help but hate and complain.

"Boy, don't you know, your shuttle key was originally two, and the two keys were too tightly fitted, but I was kind enough to make a move and divide it into two for you. Jesus said lightly, and he slowly closed his eyes.

Along the way, the key of Tissot has been used countless times, and there is only one key to the road, how can you believe that there are two, Zhao Xiaoyun immediately pulled the key of Tissot hanging around his neck in his hand and looked at the moon. Tissot's key shines under the moon, after trying, I found that the gem used to remove the key body and control is divided into two, the key is both effective as usual, the heart of Jesus is very good, hate from head to toe, there is nothing else worth the body, can not ask Jesus to turn one into two, two into four, until it is endless, full of calculations to make a fortune and good things, Zhao Xiaoyun was full of golden light at the time, incoherent said: "Sheep, if you are willing to turn this method into two selflessly, I... I... I promised to give in, it's okay to worship you as a teacher...", Zhao Xiaoyun's words came out, and Jesus sat upright on the stone with a serene expression, like an old monk in his meditation, but he didn't say a word.

"Alas, the sheep leader, thank you for the scroll, I... I said goodbye...", knowing that he couldn't ask for it, although the key of Tissot was fine, he still had to go up the mountain to find the olive grove, Zhao Xiaoyun couldn't help but be disappointed, and then, looking for a way in the forest, went to the mountain.

"That kid has a fate with me," Zhao Xiaoyun went, under the moon, he saw a black shadow quietly appeared on the left side of Jesus, knowing that Gabriel was coming, Jesus said silently: "Gabriel, please also ask you to show the way, lest that kid mistake the reunion with the girl...", Jesus did not finish his words, with Gabriel's hands looking at the empty move, suddenly, he saw a white dove suddenly appeared in the forest, flapping his wings to the back of Zhao Xiaoyun, who was unconsciously fading out from a singing and crying legendary past, a poem that has been praised through the ages...

Time flies, a thousand years in a flash, at the end of a certain year in the seventies of the fifteenth century, in the monastery of Santa Maria del Santa Maria in Milan, Italy, it was dusk, the sun was shining, in the monastery, but I saw a young man wearing black leggings, wearing a red vest, and a black velvet jacket, with a graceful and elegant bearing, holding a paintbrush in his hand, frowning and meditating on a stone wall.

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