The school is full of books. Before you know it, it's here.

Lin Futian sat in the hall and looked around. The furnishings in the room are very simple, just a few tables and chairs. There aren't many people in the village, so there's no need to be prepared. Picking up the menu, there were ten dishes written on it, Lin Futian looked at it for a long time, and he didn't think about what he would eat. Just wait for Brother Shi to come out of the school. Lin Futian stared at the few lines on the menu and fell into thought.

Luo Mei didn't go to the school to "make trouble" like Lin Futian, so they had already eaten it. Although Xinghua came late, Zhao Jingzhi didn't eat much, so he gave Xinghua the portion where he didn't move his chopsticks. Xinghua ate with relish, and from time to time looked at Lin Futian, who was sitting at the table and was contemplative, and asked him if he wanted to eat. Lin Futian just smiled and replied that there was no need, just let Brother Shi cook a few more dishes for us later. So Xinghua began to eat with confidence.

Lin Futian suddenly remembered that the drinking friend called "Tu Fangshang" had given him a letter, but he never opened it to look at it, and over time, he almost forgot about it. Lin Futian slowly opened the letter, and the letter said many words of thanks. Lin Futian smiled, "Brother Tu's skills still need to be improved." The letter also talked about the girls who were rescued by Lin Futian, some of whose parents died, and they had no heart to live, and the next day they found dead in a temporary house in the town. Although it is a pity, we also respect their choice. The people of the town spontaneously buried the girls who committed suicide. Some of the survivors left the town, saying that they were going to somewhere else to beg for a living, and left in a hurry with their families. Tu Fang felt a little uncomfortable. When I read the whole letter, the general meaning is clear. Lin Futian glanced at the end of the letter, and the last few words were a little blurred. Lin Futian smiled and put away the letterhead.

Brother Tu, although the wine is good, don't drink too much.

It will be more sad.

When it comes to saving people, how exactly do we save people? This is a question. Life to death, normal. It doesn't seem to make much difference whether you die sooner or later. I have been under the netherworld, and I have seen many people who have died, and there are still many who still feel that they are still alive. Although they are not very responsible, whether they die or not really has little to do with Lin Futian. Seeing injustice, save people from danger. As for what happens in the aftermath, it all depends on how the rescued person chooses between life and death.

After so many years, Lin Futian gradually realized that he couldn't save everyone. He didn't bother to think about those laborious things, and he didn't have time to do them. In their lives, it is not their turn to point fingers and say what life is precious. If anyone is willing to do these things, let him do them. There is a lack of such heart-hearted people in this world.

Shi Qian walked out of the school and came to the hall. The children rushed out of the door, playing and smiling.

Lin Futian greeted with a smile: "Brother Shi, do you have any other good dishes?"

When Shi Qian heard this, he looked at the empty space in front of Lin Futian, comprehended, and said, "It'll be fine for a while." ”

Lin Futian glanced at Xinghua and said, "You can make a few more copies." ”

Shi Qian smiled: "Okay!

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After a while, the dish was served.

Lin Futian looked at it and said suspiciously: "Leek flowers?"

Shi Qian nodded and said with a smile: "Well, fresh." Brother Lin really knows the goods. ”

Lin Futian smiled, it seems that the mountain god is indeed the mountain god. "I remember that there used to be a person surnamed Yang, who wrote well and the article was very tasteful. ”

"Leek Flower Post?"

Lin Futian nodded, "The day is booming, the hunger is very serious, and the sudden Meng Jian Han is obscene." When a leaf is at the beginning of autumn, it is the beginning of the taste of leeks. Helping them to fatten people is really shameful. Filling the abdomen, the muscles are cut, and I would like to repair the form, Chen Xie Fuwei inspects ......"

Shi Qian praised: "Brother Lin is very knowledgeable. ”

Lin Futian waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be." ”

After eating, Lin Futian said casually: "Brother Shi, we will leave later, take care." ”

Shi Qian was stunned for a moment and asked, "So fast?"

Lin Futian nodded. "Hmm. ”

Shi Qian quipped: "It's not that someone is chasing and killing, why are you in such a hurry?"

Lin Futian smiled, put down his chopsticks, and looked at Shi Qian.

Shi Qian coughed, and then said in surprise: "You won't let me guess correctly, right?

Lin Futian said: "That's true. But to be precise, they're just chasing me. ”

Shi Qian frowned and said, "Do you need my help?"

Lin Futian shook his head and said, "No need, when we finish traveling to the Central Continent, even if she doesn't come to me, I will go to her." ”

Shi Qian nodded secretly, "Presumably Brother Lin already has a plan in his heart, then, I wish Brother Lin to solve this troublesome matter as soon as possible!" As he spoke, Shi Qian raised his glass.

Lin Futian smiled, picked up the wine glass, and touched Shi Qian.

After three rounds of drinking, Shi Qian sent Lin Futian and his party out of the village. Standing at the entrance of the village, Shi Qian said to everyone: "Farewell today, I don't know when we will be able to meet." I'm here, so I wish you all a smooth journey!"

Lin Futian waved his hand and said, "I'll see you one day." ”

Shi Qian nodded.

Everyone then said goodbye to Shi Qian.

The afternoon sun was shining, and a group of strangers came and went, hurrying around. Shi Qian suddenly felt a little empty in his heart, and after walking back to the village, he saw an old man sitting on the steps drinking a little wine, so he walked up and asked for some wine, and sat next to the old man.

The old man smiled and asked, "Are they your friends?"

Shi Qian thought for a while, took a sip of wine, and said, "Sort of." They're all good people. ”

The old man smiled and said, "Where are there so many good people? ”

Shi Qian shook his head and said, "Yes." ”

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On the mountain road, Xifeng asked Lin Futian: "How did you get the stone people's method of moving mountains?"

Lin Futian smiled: "So interested, Brother Zephyr." Lin Futian looked at the west wind, and then said, "Keep it secret." ”

The west wind then stopped asking, pinched the trick with both hands, a radius of several miles, full of aura, as if it was because of the heavens, all the aura that erupted was extraordinarily "fresh", full

Full of saturated elements.

"Where are you going next?" asked Lomé as he stepped forward.

Lin Futian looked at the surrounding mountains, then stretched out his finger, turned around, clicked at a certain mountain in the distance, and said, "Just go there." ”

Luo Mei looked at the white mountain tops towering into the sky, and she wondered, "You won't just order it, will you?"

Lin Futian coughed lightly, and then said indifferently: "How come?"

Xifeng glanced at Lin Futian, his eyes were very helpless.

Does this person lie without a red face and a heartbeat?

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On the mountain road, a white carriage walked slowly, bypassing the mountain, suddenly opening up, not far from the mountain, a small temple was faintly visible.

The man in white in the carriage pulled the curtain, glanced out the window, and sighed: "The ancestral temple of merit...... It's a little shabby. ”

Uncle Le walked beside the car, clasped his hands, and said with a smile: "The ancestor of the Feng family, I don't care about these things the most. ”

Fengluo looked at the small temple and said, "Although the ancestors don't care, we can't care less." ”

Uncle Le nodded, "Yes." This time I went out, and I finally arrived at the place. ”

Fengluo leaned on the carriage, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Indeed, this time I went out to see the ancestor's temple of merit." Now that I'm at the place, I feel a little stunned. ”

Uncle Le raised his eyebrows and quipped: "The wind boy has grown up, and he knows that he is worried." ”

Fengluo smiled helplessly: "Uncle Le, the young man doesn't know what it's like to be sad, it's not like that." ”

Uncle Le nodded and said, "Okay, I know, I don't deal with you readers, you chew words very well." ”

Fengluo smiled helplessly, lowered the curtain, and called the Ming girl, who was always running wildly outside, and asked her to make tea for herself. Fengluo reclined in the carriage, reading a book while watching the clumsy Ming girl make tea for herself.

Haha, I don't believe you don't want to come back to warm up after staying outside for a long time?

The corners of Fengluo's mouth rose, Ming Yatou raised her head, Fengluo quickly put up the book, covered her face, and then peeked at the "silly girl" from time to time through the book.

The carriage slowly stopped in front of the small temple, Fengluo took the teacup and got out of the carriage with Ming Yatou.

"This is the Ancestor's Temple of Merit?" asked Ming Yatou. She stood on tiptoe and looked at her surroundings, which was quiet and empty for a long time.

Fengluo's eyes were gloomy and he nodded.

It's only been a few years, and no one has ever mentioned the ancestor of the Feng family anymore? Feng Luo was a little indignant in his heart.

Ming Yatou stood aside, clearly feeling the strangeness of the wind falling, so she was silent.

Pushing open the gate, the dust was flying, the sun shone into the temple, and in the very center, there was a lifelike statue, which seemed to be the ancestor of the Feng family.

Fengluo walked into the temple, stood silently, and looked up at the ancestor of the Feng family with a kind face, his hand holding the tea bowl trembled slightly.

Ming Yatou naturally took the tea bowl in Fengluo's hand, and stood aside silently, watching Fengluo worriedly.

Uncle Le stood outside the temple gate, leaning against the door, looking at the wind

Descendants of the family.

He muttered, "Brother Feng, the one in your class is about to arrive......"

Fengluo looked at the dusty statue of the ancestor of the Feng family, and said in a deep voice: "Descendants of the Feng family, Fengluo." Come and see the Ancestor!"

Ming Yatou suddenly shook her eyes, I don't know if it was an illusion, she seemed to see the golden statue, trembled slightly, and shook off a lot of dust.

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Yamashita.

Lin Futian and his party walked to the place where Lin Futian pointed before. Luo Mei stared at Lin Futian and said, "You tell the truth now, I promise not to kill you." ”

Lin Futian looked calm, glanced at the mountain, and his heart was settled.

Deep in the woods on the hill, there is a small temple.

Lin Futian then said to Luo Mei: "How can what I said be false?" As he spoke, Lin Futian pointed to the small temple.

Lomé: They looked back. Really?!

Lin Futian spread his hands and said: "Look, I'm not wrong, right? I, Lin Futian, never tell lies!"

The west wind looked intently and glanced at the forest burial sky. I don't know how he got it?

Is it talent?