"Those who conceal others will also ...... their selfish desires"

Tang Mingjing, who was walking on the road, thought about this sentence repeatedly, he has never been greedy for power and profit, so what does this mean.

What's even more strange to him is that Tong Zhizhao doesn't seem to have spoken to that gentleman the whole time, so how did that gentleman pass on the words?

And also......

The rain stopped in half a moment.

To say half a quarter is half a moment.

Tang Mingjing's concept of time is very dignified, and he even feels that that half an hour is not bad!

"It's weird......"

He glanced back at the Taoist temple on the mountain and frowned deeply.

"Brother Spiegel, what do you want?"

"Nothing."

Tang Mingjing came back to his senses and retracted his gaze, he only thought that he was scaring himself, so he didn't think about it anymore.

The group of four people first returned to Qiuyuefang and returned to Yan County in a carriage.

Unexpectedly, on the way......

But it was not peaceful.

……

Miss Tao'er was tired of arguing with Tong Zhizhao, so she came to the backyard to watch her husband practice swords.

In fact, Mr. is not good-looking when he plays with a sword, there is no killing spirit, and there is no sense of beauty, and even sometimes the movements are slow, but Miss Peach just watches it.

She felt that there must be a great truth hidden in her husband's swordsmanship.

"You're awake in the winter, aren't you?"

Chen Changsheng asked while practicing his sword.

"Yes." Momo agreed.

Chen Changsheng said: "Xia Cicada doesn't know how to speak, although Chen often comes to Qiuyuefang, but he has never seen snow in Qiuyuefang, but he has heard people say that there was a big snow many years ago. ”

Momo blinked and asked, "Does Mr. like snowy days?" ”

Chen Changsheng said: "I don't like it, it's just that I haven't seen it for too long and I'm a little skeptical." ”

Tao'er wondered, "Hasn't it snowed in the places that Mr. has been to all these years?" ”

"Where I'm going......"

Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, "There is no wind, no rain, and no heavy snow. ”

Tao'er groaned and said, "Tao'er has seen the wind in the Taoist temple, heard of rain, and seen snow, so in this way, Mr. is not as good as Tao'er." ”

Chen Changsheng couldn't help but smile when he heard this, and said, "The world is better off than me. ”

Tao'er said: "Don't worry, sir, sir will definitely see the snow, and when it snows at the end of the year, Tao'er will hide the snow, and when Mr. comes back, she will show it to him." ”

Chen Changsheng laughed when he heard this, and said: "You don't have anything to do with the world, so you have created this simplicity, which is commendable, and you will grind it for Chen on the side in the future." ”

Tao'er's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she said, "Can Tao'er read what Mr. wrote?" ”

Chen Changsheng put away his sword and nodded, "Naturally." ”

Tao'er couldn't help but be a little excited, she hurriedly thanked her: "Thank you, sir, thank you, sir!" ”

How can the words written by Mr. be ordinary, if you can observe, it is tantamount to an immortal guiding the way!

If you can learn something from it, then it is a great creation!

……

The sky slowly darkened.

The rain that had stopped at noon would have fallen again, but much less than before.

The cool breeze blew, and Tong Zhizhao, who was composing the medical spectrum in the main hall, shuddered, so he also went into the house to add a piece of clothing.

"Squeaky ......"

The gate of the Taoist temple seemed to be blown by the wind, and a crack was opened.

"Is that the wind so strong? Even the door was blown open. ”

Seeing this, Tong Zhizhao raised his head, got up and was about to close the door.

When he came to the door, he stretched out his hand to close the door, but through the gap, he saw a behemoth lying at the door.

"Huh!?"

His eyes widened, and the horror in his eyes could not be concealed!!

"First, sir!!"

Tong Zhizhao shouted.

"Bang."

He slammed the door shut, leaning against the back, his heart beating.

His breath was short, his throat rolling.

Chen Changsheng walked to the main hall, and when he saw the panic at the door of the temple, he asked, "What?" ”

Tong Zhizhao took a breath, looked at Mr. and said, "Sir, outside, outside... There's a snake out there! ”

"Snakes?"

Chen Changsheng frowned slightly, and said, "You are so old, are you still afraid of snakes?" ”

Tong Zhizhao swallowed his saliva and said, "Big snake, don't talk about it... Five or six zhang! ”

Chen Changsheng frowned, and he stepped forward.

Tong Zhizhao stepped out of the way.

Chen Changsheng stretched out his hand and opened a crack in the door.

His gaze looked out through the crack in the door, and his eyes were black scales, and then he saw a head that looked like a snake but not a snake, and the corners of his mouth were overflowing with golden blood, dripping to the ground.

"Bang."

Chen Changsheng closed the door, he stood behind the door, and thought about it.

Tong Zhi saw that Mr. was beside him, and he calmed down a little when he was originally flustered, and asked, "Sir, what is that......?"

Chen Changsheng looked at him sideways and replied.

"Jiao!"

Tong Zhizhao froze in place after hearing this word.

His lips were slightly open, and he was a little speechless.

Chen Changsheng stretched out his hand and tapped it lightly between his eyebrows.

A touch of golden light disappeared into Tong Zhizhao's eyebrows.

Tong Zhizhao calmed down and looked at Mr.

Chen Changsheng said: "Go to the backyard and stay, remember, don't watch again!" ”

Tong Zhizhao wanted to say something, but when he thought about it, there was a little fear in his heart.

He nodded in agreement, and went to the backyard honestly.

"What's wrong?" Miss Peach asked.

Tong Zhizhao shook his head and didn't explain.

So Miss Peach went with him to the backyard.

The Taoist temple was calm.

Chen Changsheng paused, stretched out his hand to open the door again, and walked out.

"Smack."

The door behind him slammed shut.

Chen Changsheng looked at the black Jiao in front of him, the black Jiao was panting, and there was a little thunder light flashing on his body, and the injuries were all scorched black.

It's a catastrophe!

The black Jiao opened his eyes, and saw that the pupils were glowing with dragon power, and there were already dragon eyes!

"Bibo Lake Moyuan, ask Mr. Chen for help."

His words were weak and dying.

Although the catastrophe has survived, this dragon is halfway through, and he has not walked out of the water, and if he continues, I am afraid that he will die halfway.

Chen Changsheng frowned and asked, "Didn't you cross the water two years ago?" ”

Hei Jiao gasped and said, "Something happened, and it dragged on until now, and Long Jun told me that only Mr. can help me, so I came." ”

Chen Changsheng fell silent.

What this black Jiao said should not be a lie.

"Heavenly Tribulation, I can't cure it, you can ask for another master."

Chen Changsheng was about to turn around after speaking.

But I heard Na Mo Yuan speak: "It's not a cure for injuries, please stay ...... gentleman"

Chen Changsheng paused, turned around and said, "It's not to treat injuries, so how do you want Chen to help you?" ”

Mo Yuan opened his mouth and said: "There is a sword hanging under the west bridge of Qiuyuefang, if Mr. can help me take down that sword and help me successfully turn into a dragon, Mo Yuan is willing to bow down in front of Mr." ”

Chen Changsheng couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this.

"It's as simple as that?"

"Hmm."