It was her voice, not her mouth, but this sentence shook her deeply. She couldn't imagine that Lao Zhong would say such a thing.

"You, you, you, me, me, ......"

Zhang Jianyun's face was flushed, he quickly patted his face, patted the flush away, stood up straight, and barely calmed down a little.

"I just watched him at the behest of my parents. ”

"I've been looking at it for more than ten years?"

"The orders of the elders must be obeyed. And Jian Yun has never regarded herself as a woman since she was a child, and has always been a man. ”

"Then, my peers led the way and knew that I was a woman. ”

"Hmm. ”

"He likes me too, and I like him too, so I can get married as soon as possible......"

Lao Zhong imitated Zhang Jianyun's voice vividly, but it was still very harmoniously stuffed with the meaning of a girl's spring.

"Stop!

I don't want to talk about anything that he thinks about anymore, and I want you to change my voice back, okay? ”

"Good. The old bell finally turned into that kind and kind voice again.

Zhang Jianyun breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes, there is more to change your fate than just eloping with the leader, why don't you try something else?"

Zhang Jianyun listened to the first half of the sentence, his heart was sudden, and after listening to the second half of the sentence, he knew that Lao Zhong would not mention it again, so he breathed a sigh of relief again.

In just ten minutes, she felt her heart flutter more times than in the previous month combined.

Is it because of the lead of this product......

"Change your destiny because there are roads to choose from, there are smooth but cookie-cutter roads, and there are rugged but new roads.

But I have no choice but to take the road ahead. ”

"Yes. How can there be no way to choose, such as ......"

"Don't do it!"

Zhang Jianyun interrupted a little numbly: "What do you want to say?" ”

"Hey, you're just not enlightened. ”

Zhang Jianyun turned his head and glanced back at the leader.

The leader just bowed his head.

Turning his head, he stared directly at the intricate runes of the old clock.

"I didn't...... Take my own rights. ”

"That's who has the right, you are you, and you have the final say for yourself. ”

"I don't count. The elders have the final say. ”

"Are you still a tool man?"

There was silence for a long time.

The wind and snow were constantly thrown into the air by the sword qi, and it couldn't shoot her face, but it slapped into her heart.

It seems to have made a lot of determination, and it is also a very tragic fact, but Zhang Jianjun is still expressionless.

"Hmm. ”

Lao Zhong hated that iron could not become steel, "You have paid so much for them, you can't let yourself go?!"

Zhang Jianyun gave a long bow.

"I'm sorry. You've been disappointed. ”

The dream cracks, and the silk thread breaks.

The sword qi was about to stab down as usual, but found that the head was not made out of a channel by the silk thread at all.

Doubts flew up and disappeared into the endless sword qi.

Zhang Jianyun bowed again.

The old clock didn't react at all.

The leader who was sitting in the back stood up, patted his buttocks, and shouted softly, "Kanjun?"

Zhang Jianyun turned around, grabbed the leader's hand and walked towards Mo Haoqiong and the others.

If in the future, he is not hers, then in the present, she wants to have him for a while.

Walking out of the sword platform, the two of them unloaded an invisible, heavy burden. The flamboyant leader is back.

Seeing that Zhao Qingqiu had been watching him smash his mouth twice, the leader said angrily: "Smash it, what, be careful that your mouth will leak after you get used to it." ”

"You two are so close. ”

"It's ...... You don't understand. It's called brotherly friendship. ”

Zhang Jianjun smiled and didn't say a word.

Mo Haoqiong was curious.

"You two, how does it feel to ask yourself?"

"Let me ask first, is the way this bell speaks so abrasive?"

"It's different from person to person. The kind of person he faces, he speaks the way he faces the person. ”

"I'm elegant and easy-going, but it swears. It's weird. ”

"Then what did it ask? ”

"It asked me what righteousness was.

Of course I didn't understand, so I scolded it. Finished. ”

"Then you are really elegant and easy-going. Mo Haoqiong complained in convincing, and turned his head to look at Zhang Jianyun, "What about Jianyun?"

"It asked me what the Tao was. I can't answer either. ”

"Why do you ask you both so profoundly. Zhao Qingqiu scratched his head, "When it asked me, it simply asked if I wanted to worship this product as a teacher."

Of course, I agreed, but now that I think about it, I regret it. ”

"Regret is the essence. ”

There was silence for a while, and the three of them looked at Sect Master Mo together.

"...... me?"

This was a long time ago.

About touching, was it eight or nine years ago?

Song Moyan has always been very small, but he was really small at that time.

She took him down the North Mountain, came to the sword platform, stood in front of the old bell with her, and pressed her palm on the old bell's body.

"What's your favorite book to read?"

Kind, kind, kind, gentle, knowledgeable, this is Mo Haoqiong's whole impression of the old clock.

The little Mo Haoqiong pondered for a long time, ""Jiangshan Ink Sword"!"

"What kind of book is this?"

"Uh...... I don't know. ”

"Haha, can you show the old decay?"

"Now it's on the mountain, I'll take it down for you later." ”

"No need, if you have this heart. ”

"Really, you don't have to?"

"It really doesn't have to. ”

"Okay...... I'd really like you to see it. ”

"Why?"

"Because, it's beautiful, so I want you to watch it too. ”

"What a good boy.

Didn't you think about it, and you only saw it, and no one else saw it?"

Mo Haoqiong tilted his head, and Song Moyan, who was squatting beside him and watching him, also tilted his head.

"Wouldn't that be boring? ”

"If you could, would you like to show this book to the whole world?"

"No! In that case, there will be a lot of people who don't like it. I'm going to show it only to people who like it, so that more people will like it. ”

"You little head, you think a lot. Old Zhong smiled. "Isn't that what you want to share? ”

"It's not. ”

Little Mo Haoqiong's head shook vigorously, and Song Moyan next to him laughed indulgently.

"Oh, what's that, you don't want to share. ”

"Hmm...... For example, steamed buns. ”

"Why?"

"I don't have enough to eat myself, so why share it. ”

"Haha, you, you have a lot of little ninety-nine in your heart.

So what if someone doesn't like what you like?"

"Then don't get close to the man. ”

Mo Haoqiong played with his fingers, absent-minded.

"In this case, there will be no tolerance. ”

The little Mo Haoqiong was stunned and furrowed his shallow eyebrows.

"But if I don't, I'll be upset. ”

"Haha!

By the way, the old decay teaches you a truth, look at people.

Do you want to learn?"

"I don't want to. ”

Lao Zhong said to himself: "People, they can be divided into four kinds in general. People, scum, good people, heroes. ”

"Oh. Mo Haoqiong lowered his head, not interested.

"There is no bottom line is scum, self-harm and benefit others are good people, and loss of one profit is a hero. ”

Mo Haoqiong raised his head and looked at the big bell that was nearly a foot high.

"What about the man?"

The sky is falling.

"You're human. ”