Topaz examined it carefully, and there was no figure in sight. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Topaz walked out of the room. The moonlight is like silver, and the field presents a hazy beauty. Osmanthus leaves the sea, and the clouds and leaves scatter the sky. The colorful glow shines like silver, and the plain spirit reflects thousands of mountains like water. A round of coolness can divide the universe into clarification, and the four seas are surrounded by a clear reflection. The shadow crosses the wilderness, startling the crow that sleeps alone, the light shines on the flat lake, and shines on the amphibious wild goose. The shadow of the mountain is deep, and the shade of Huai is gradually disappearing. In the shadow of the green poplars, I smell the birds returning to the forest. Layers are like rain feet, gloomy like clouds. The teeth are like the nest of the phoenix, and the buckling is like the momentum of the dragon and snake. The root is at the corner of the ground, and the curved ring is like a python circling; the shadow is blowing in the sky, and the towering birds are directly taught to catch them. is a brave and hard-hearted man, and he is also a soul-flying.

At this moment, a burst of wild laughter broke through the air. Topaz was stunned, bounced up, and ran in the direction of the laughter. After running for a while, the laughter suddenly stopped, and Topaz stopped his body, seeing that the forest was sparse, and his vision was not very blocked, but he saw nothing under the scanning of his gaze. "Strange thing!" Huang Yu said as he glanced at it, "Judging by the laughter I heard just now, it should be around here, why ......" Before Huang Yu finished speaking, the laughter started again, the direction remained the same, but it sounded the same distance as just now. Topaz ran away again, Topaz's body was already mysterious, this full force galloped, the speed was quite amazing, but the laughter was always the same distance, there was no feeling of getting closer, this was through the evil door. Topaz's body was tighter, and in the forest it was like a rabbit flying fox, and the laughter was still far away, and the trees began to thicken again, but it was nearing the end, and the mountains and rocks and meadows could be glimpsed from the forest gaps, and the laughter was suddenly interrupted at this time. Topaz suddenly stopped at the edge of the forest. Outside the forest is a meadow, bordered by mountains on one side and connected to distant forests on both sides. Near the foot of the mountain, a stone bag is raised, like a giant mound, the front end of the stone bag is two opposites, one is an old woman, the other is a yellow robe old road holding the dust, the road bun on the top reflects the sunlight and its white as silver, it seems to be old, judging from the situation, the two sides are right, can be in this barren mountains and mountains where dogs do not, of course it will not be an ordinary person. Topaz retreated into the depths of the woods, then carefully circled it under the cover of branches and leaves, leaning towards the foot of the mountain, and this time narrowing the distance between him and the other party to about three feet. The old woman said: "Ox nose, through the ages of ancient and modern, there are not many people who can ascend to the age of 100 years, are you in a hurry to become an immortal?" The old Taoist said: "It was your old woman who had a long life, so she was found by this Daoist." The old woman said: "Back then, you were not my wife's opponent, and today, forty years later, how much has your Taoism increased?" The old Taoist said: "You are more than enough!" Topaz's heartstrings trembled, the grievances that were concluded forty years ago were not tempered by the years, and the grievances on the rivers and lakes were really terrible. The old woman said: "Bull nose, the older you are, the thicker your skin becomes, and you won't blush when you blow the air." The old man said: "Old woman, let you see it first!" As he spoke, he swept the dust in his hand and swept towards the stone bag beside him. When Huang Yu saw it, he almost blurted out an exclamation, he had never even heard of the incredible skill, and he couldn't believe that what he saw with his eyes would be the truth. The dust is a gentle thing, and the top one who cultivates to the highest level makes the dust tail steel through the concentration of internal force and is used as a sharp weapon, but this kind of master martial arts is rare. Now the yellow robe old Taoist performance is not like martial arts but a kind of illusion, his brush, actually made the round stone bag show a big cut angle, the stone chips are not flying, as if the sand is gathered into a pile. The old woman's face did not change. The yellow-robed old man retracted the dust. The old woman said: "Hey, hey, old woman, can you stand up to a brush?" The old woman said: "You brush ten times is just the same as scratching for the old woman." "Bull's nose!" the old woman spoke again: "Forty years is not a short time, you have indeed put effort into this dusty scoop that swings flies to drive away mosquitoes and dust, and it is more decent than back then, but don't be mistaken, others are not eating and sleeping, but they are working hard." The old woman said, "Listen to the tone, your old woman is also motivated?" Do you want to see it first?" the old Taoist said: "It's okay to shake and see, what is pressed at the bottom of your box." The old woman said, "Then you just keep your eyes open!" The old man in the yellow robe did not change, he was as cold as ever, and the topaz in the dark really opened his eyes wide. The old woman casually raised her left hand, and her five fingers stood like a knife. The old woman's left palm slowly turned black, and finally, it turned into a black hand that seemed to be carved from ebony, which looked quite terrifying, what kind of skill is this? The old man in the yellow robe was still unmoved. The ebony palm reached out to the stone bag, and slowly inserted it, seeing that she did not work or force, as if cutting into a pile of sand, the palm of the hand was gone, straight to the wrist. The palm of the hand is a flesh and blood body, not stainless steel treasure iron, it can be inserted into a stone like a rot, and there is no force, just a casual insertion, this kind of skill is more appalling than the yellow-robed old way of dusting and cutting stones. The object of the display of power is a lifeless stone, what will be the result if it is replaced with flesh and blood? The old woman withdrew her palm as if nothing had happened, and for a very short moment, the hand returned to its original complexion. The old woman said: "Bull nose, how?" The old man said, "The little doorway, what is it?" "This is just a small doorway, what is the big door?" Huang Yu thought in his heart that he had to be cautious about breathing in the vicinity of such a person. "Is your dusty door?" snorted the old woman. The old woman said, "Very well, you can try to see if you break my hand or if I will break your old bones." The old Tao said: "Let the facts prove it." The old woman said: "Niubi, don't you say that next year is your death day?" "Hmph!" With this cold snort, the yellow-robed old man shook the dust in his hand and raised his feet to stride. The old woman raised her hands. The air was tense. Huang Yugang's heart lifted again. "Slow down!" the yellow-robed old man suddenly retracted his steps. The old woman said: "What, your bull nose is suddenly afraid of death?" The old woman said: "What do you mean?" "I smell the smell of the living!" The yellow-robed old man turned his head, as if his nose could really smell the smell of the born in the air. "Oh! how dare anyone peek in the dark?" the old woman flashed with a spiky gaze, and fired in all directions. Huang Yu's heart was shocked, and he didn't expect to be discovered by the other party, which was a ** annoyance. On the rivers and lakes to solve the festival between private people, the most taboo is to be peeped at, especially the grievances between men and women, and no third party is allowed to intervene.

Huang Yu stiffened his head and went out and said, "Two seniors, I'm sorry, I overheard your conversation, if I guessed correctly, the two must have been a couple when they were young." It's normal to fall in love and quarrel, but it's rare to quarrel for forty years. In fact, every time I quarrel, I am very sad, and men can't experience this feeling of women, and they always feel that quarrels are not a big deal. But women are super sensitive and like to see big animals, every time there is a quarrel or a contradiction, they will feel a little desperate, feel that they have paid so much affection in vain, feel that the man in front of them is so strange, feel that their hope for the future has been shattered all of a sudden, and then begin to doubt everything, so women magnify the contradiction infinitely, men begin to be impatient, and feel that women are too unreasonable, crying for a little thing, men are most afraid that women are too annoying. In fact, both men and women are at fault. Women are wrong not to be too serious, and men are wrong not to know how to empathize and take a step back. You must know that women quarrel with men, men always don't understand why women cry so much over a trivial matter, and they don't want to pay attention to men, women expect men to understand women's thoughts, but later it turns out that they are completely playing the piano to the cow. When quarrelling, women always magnify the problem infinitely, and the psychological activity of women is: You quarrel with me like this for this little thing, let alone a big thing, which proves that you don't love me that much at all. Men are very surprised and incomprehensible, men think that small things are small things, and it is okay to quarrel and reconcile over small things, and it is okay for men to be good to women in big things? Men are very separate from small things, and women think that small things are not small, because they can be seen from small things. Even if the quarrel is wrong with the woman, the woman still hopes that the man can take the initiative to comfort her and not worry about her, who makes a woman born an animal that needs to be protected. Relationships definitely need to be maintained and constantly run in. Contradiction is the only way to happiness. But I think it's right to quarrel overnight, and the longer it drags on, the more it hurts feelings. However, it is not excluded that there are people who have been noisy and in love. If the man did not bow his head first, and the woman was at fault, the woman might as well take the initiative to show favor first, no matter what the ending is, it will not leave regrets, if two people are stubborn and give up a hard-won fate, it would be a pity. Besides, the two of you have been fighting for 40 years, which shows that you still miss each other, but you lack one party to take the initiative to show goodwill, love deeply, and hate deeply. The depth of love means that the love is profound, and the depth of hate is the hatred that is great, and together it means that the deeper the love, the more powerful the hate will be in the future! When the unforgettable love is lost or the love is hurt, it is often unbearable to be hit, and complaints, sadness, regrets, grievances, and so on gush out together, and if there is no place to pour out, it will naturally be transformed into heart-wrenching hatred. I'm just talking about this, and I don't know if I'm right, maybe this is what people often say about the authorities who are fascinated and the bystanders are clear. If it were me, I wouldn't have been able to handle it well. ”