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Wang Zaizhi was adding paper to the brazier, and suddenly a figure quickly rushed over.

"Did Grandma sleep?"

"Fell asleep." It was Wang Zaiyi who came in.

"You go buy some vegetarian dishes in a while, and we'll eat."

"Big brother, I don't understand, you said Xiaocui, Wang Er, we don't keep these people, then forget it, Aunt Dong and Aunt Wang are old people who have served grandma for decades, and Uncle Dong, who is grandpa's scholar, how many years have he been in our family."

Wang Zaiyi thought of the day when it was announced that they would leave, many people did not want land, and many of them also had small family property, and they were willing to donate their family property to tide over the difficulties, but they were stopped by their eldest brother.

"If you can stay up until now to ask, it can be seen that you have made great progress." Wang Zaizhi glanced at his younger brother approvingly, "Do you know what happened to the traitor in the Lingyou Zen Master's house?" ”

"Have you found out who it is?"

Wang Zaizhi added a few more pieces of paper to the brazier and said, "Only a few people who have been up and down have been found out, and it can be said that nothing has been found." ”

"Could it really be some kind of senior?" Wang Zaiyi couldn't believe that these grandparents who had watched him grow up since he was a child would go out of their way to steal family information and even empty the family secret vault.

Looking at Wang Zaizhi's increasingly contemptuous gaze, he still retorted in a low voice: "Didn't that beggar say that he saw the box flying at night?" ”

"The beggar gang has always been the sphere of influence of the imperial envoy, Zhang Jin has been immersed in the imperial envoy for many years, do you think you will believe the words of that beggar?" Wang Zaizhi looked at his younger brother like a fool for a while, "If Pan Roar is shallow in knowledge and doesn't know what a master can do, when he reaches the realm of Fangpin Divine Monk, even if there is really a master, he can always get a glimpse of one or two, but this time there is no trace." ”

Wang Zaiyi's face suddenly turned pale, "Could it be?" ”

"There are only a few places in the world that can stop the Lingyou Zen Master's knowledge of demons."

"Do we really have people from Jinyiwei and Dongchang in our family? The one that will attack us is—" Wang Zaiyi's words could not be spoken.

"It's good if you can figure it out, we are going against the army this time, or take the initiative to bow our heads, as long as we are interested in the future, we will share the credit in the hands of Zhang Jin, and then we will pass the test." Wang Zaizhi thought of what his father gave him, and said insincerely.

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It took less than a month to train martial arts, and during this time, he finally recuperated part of himself, and even through the cultivation of the Ambition Sutra by the white pig, he finally had a new understanding of the artistic conception.

Although Huang Zhonggong has not felt the artistic conception of letting me go recently, he is more diluted and peaceful.

Because he had already worked hard, when he opened the door of the dungeon, in fact, what erupted in his heart was not the joy of rescuing his confidant, but the remorse of about to release a demon, and then Huang Zhonggong understood his true heart.

Therefore, in the last step, he stopped, and after realizing his true heart, Huang Zhonggong would not do anything more, and his cultivation realm was even more profound.

The various desires of the Ambition Sutra cannot be applied to the fool, but they are all revealed in the artistic conception, because this exercise itself is cultivated with reference to the Shura Yin Sha Gong, which first cultivates the artistic conception and then cultivates the internal force.

At this time, the white-skinned pig cultivated by Ren Xing appeared in Huang Zhonggong's artistic conception induction, because of his stupidity, the result of the chaotic thoughts in his brain was madness.

Recently, what has come out of my line has always been a crazy artistic conception, crazy is that there is no law, even if anyone looks at it, they can't find flaws in the artistic conception.

Huang Zhonggong was pleased to find that Ren Wuxing appeared in his induction again, but he was worried that his confidant was even more crazy in his heart, although he was ashamed, and even a little distressed.

This made his life more fulfilling, and in his opinion, he had become crazy because he was in prison.

And the reason for becoming crazy is probably that he gave him hope and gave him despair, which led to his bosom friend going crazy.

Huang Zhonggong's daily task now is to use the sound of the piano to communicate the idea of letting me go, and help him sort out the chaos, but he has not cleaned up every day, and more will be born the next day.

On this day, Sun Zuo was holding a clay figure, and was closing his eyes and reciting words, but listening carefully was the meridian song "Fourteen Yin Sutras of the Foot Syncope, Taichong between the Dadun Lines, Zhongfeng Ligou with Zhongdu..."

Suddenly, I felt that the environment was a little wrong, and I quickly opened my eyes, but I saw Ren Wuxing put his hands on the back of the white-skinned pig, and suddenly spurted a mouthful of blood, but the white-skinned pig was slapped by him and hung on the wall with a palm, which lasted for two seconds before falling down.

Let me go at this time also fell into a dangerous situation, he was helping the white pig to practice, but he didn't expect that the Ambition Sutra was too weird, and it actually hooked his own internal breath, and even his own crazy demon artistic conception.

Sun Zuo saw that he was pranayama, but after a while, his face was crazy, he skillfully moved to the door, wanting to drill out of the square hole, this is the experience gained from this period of exercise.

Unexpectedly, I saw Ren walking in front of the white-skinned pig, but I began to cry bitterly, and kept saying, "I'm sorry, woo woo woo." ”

It turned out that he heard the voice of the white-skinned pig "Hehe", and he had come to his senses, but the crazy artistic conception in his mind had turned into guilt.

Sun Zuo saw the white-skinned pig struggling and stretched out a hand to pat him on the back, this is the way Sun Zuo and the white-skinned pig get along, although in life it is Sun Zuo who is taking care of him, but in things, such as fighting and escaping, these are all white-skinned pigs are dealing with them, and even coaxing him to sleep.

Ren Wuxing saw the white-skinned pig directly stretched out a hand, looked at Ren Wuxing expectantly, and kept making pig cries on his mouth, his nose couldn't help but be sour, and he hugged the white-skinned pig and began to cry.

The more I cried, the more heartbroken I was, but the white-skinned pig skillfully held it with one hand, and one hand began to slap up, Sun Zuo's heart was raised to his throat, but he didn't expect to let me go but snatched his warm embrace, and he also crawled over with one hand, drilled to the other side, and wanted to occupy a position.

And let me walk in the dungeon of the boredom, the distress of creating martial arts, the longing for the family, all kinds of tastes came to my heart, crying louder and louder, so that Sun Zuo also began to cry loudly, the white pig has never had the experience of two people crying in his arms, holding two people in both hands, and making a pig cry of "Hehe".

After half a ring, Ren Xing woke up, and his heart was relaxed for a while, but he didn't get up, the white pig and Sun Zuo were already asleep, and they felt this dirty and warm embrace, and then slowly got up.

Thinking that the white-skinned pig was going to be locked up in this black prison alone, he said to the sleeping two with an apologetic face: "I'm sorry to let you separate, and when my injuries are healed, I will definitely save you." ”

"It's okay." Sun Zuo had already woken up and responded for his partner, and even felt that the distance between the two was much closer.

In the black prison, he was moody, and he was near death several times just by being beaten, and his heart was full of resentment, but this time he saw another side, a completely different side from his own cognition.

Let me go to the palm of my hand, Sun Zuo also skillfully came over, this is to warm his body, now he does not require the quantity of internal force, but requires quality, but also requires the deep digging of meridian knowledge.

This little thing's injury is not ordinary, if you don't do a good job of basic work, I'm afraid that the bones and limbs are fragile, it's better to not be right, I'm used to it.

And giving Sun Zuo to warm up his body is the first step to wash the marrow of his I Ching, and it is also a way for him to comprehend some meridian knowledge, which can be regarded as complementary.