A corner of the small market, if you overlook Laizhou City, it is just a small place, and if you look at the world, it is even more insignificant, it is so inconspicuous. But at this time, it is like a big stage, and the rights and wrongs are coming one after another, and the joys and sorrows are staged one after another. It doesn't matter whether it's good or bad, when he really and clearly appears in front of your eyes like that, it's just a play; it doesn't matter if it's right or wrong, when everyone enters the play with emotion or sadness or joy or sigh, it's not a play; it doesn't matter if the protagonist and supporting role, when we find our own place from the front of the stage and behind the scenes-

He is you.

A small three-clawed golden dragon, majestically roaming on the left side of the neckline, is so radiant that it is impossible to ignore it, and it is shocking when it is dumbfounded! The dragon is the image of the emperor, the lord is sovereign, and the gold is also the manifestation of the royal family, which is noble. Zen Buddhism has a famous holy king, the god of Taoism, and people outside the party are still respected and not used lightly, and ordinary people who dare to risk the world's disapproval——

The shape of the dragon's body is not allowed, the color of bright yellow is not, and it cannot be used without permission! It is not necessary to kill the offenders! After the whole door is copied and beheaded, the nine clans are exterminated! What a domineering, how majestic, and how tyrannical! But the bright yellow color is exactly the shape of the dragon's body! The golden dragon roams the world, who is the real dragon? If the heavenly power does not descend here, how can the imperial court connive at it? The true dragon sect, the true dragon sect, is already amazing in its inconspicuous places; the true dragon sect, the true dragon sect, is really not ordinary and fierce!

The man stood there quietly, dressed in ordinary clothes and with an ordinary face, just like the rest of the people, the kind that could not be found by throwing them into the pile. Everyone was watching the play, and he was watching the play, and no one knew when he came or how long he stood there quietly and watched. Afterwards, a soft sedan chair is not big or small, snow-white satin white lining white face and white top, bright yellow tassel bright yellow tassel, and a bright yellow small dragon is also embroidered on the left.

Behind the sedan chair, standing quietly, looking at the ordinary and inconspicuous, the materials and workmanship can be seen in the luxurious place. The four sedan chair men stand straight at the head and tail of the sedan chair, generally quiet, generally ordinary, generally make people forget when they pass by, but they are moved when they look at it again: "Yang Tiangang of Tiangangmen, I have seen Lord Xiao Xiang." Lord Xiao Xiang nodded slightly, but smiled but did not speak. Yang Tiangang made a flurry of thoughts, and he also looked anxious: "Lord Xiao Xiang, what is going on today——"

The things of this day are like this, and the things of this day are like this.

Xiao Xiang listened carefully, lowered his head and thought about it inside and out for a long time, just when everyone was waiting for no result, inexplicably impetuous, and was about to collapse, he finally spoke: "I have seen everything you said." The crowd was speechless. I didn't expect this person to be a slow person, and it's really not an ordinary slow! Everyone doesn't like people who do things slowly, of course, they are angry, and they have big opinions.

Of course, slow also has the benefit of slowness, generally speaking, slow surnames have better tempers, we all know it. And if you meet someone with a surname who is particularly slow, then the temper is quite good, and we know it. And once you meet someone with a special surname who is slowly dying, that temper is but, less verbose! Aren't you slow enough! It's already very special and slowly dying! There is no way, it is easy to make people angry when they meet people with slow surnames, there is really no way, it is easy to make people angry when they meet people with good tempers, there is really no way, and people with slow surnames have better tempers, and it is especially easy to make people angry when they have a slow surname, and once they meet a person with a surname who is particularly special and slow to die, the temper is 100% quite good to death, so the surname is slow to die and the temper is so good that it is very easy to make people angry to death, and finally angry to find death and live so that they have no choice but to be angry with him again, I had to wait there obediently, his surname was slow to death, but his temper was so good that he was going to die, and he finished what he had to say and did what he had to do.

It's over?

It's over, it's over, it's over, there's no after.

No, no, after he finishes what he should do and says what he should say, he is still there with a good temper and a surname that is slow to die, and you realize that you have been idle in vain, and you are so angry that you are looking for death and dying to live, so that you ......

You see, I don't talk about it, you don't talk about it anymore.

There is no way, when a non-verbose person meets a verbose person, it will become verbose inexplicably, so that what you want to say and what you don't want to say is also said horizontally and vertically, which is to say that it is endless, so ......

Okay! Stop talking!

It's not good! I've been listening to you rambling for a long time, and I should have listened to what I'm rambling about you, and you listen to me, when a person becomes verbose for some reason, it must not be ordinary, it's quite ......

......

......

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The sound of cicadas resounded loudly between heaven and earth, and they were so enthusiastic and persistent, adding another nameless fire to this scorching and anxious world! It was past noon, and everyone saw a group of men, women, and children appearing on the stage, and you tossed and turned endlessly, and finally became anxious! I was angry! I couldn't hold my breath! I wanted to eat! I wanted to go home! I wanted to drink! I wanted to play cards! I wanted to see a doctor! The crowd was angry and surging, and for a time it was extremely noisy, and the scene was already in chaos!

Fortunately, although Xiao Xiang's surname is slow and his temper is good, he is by no means a long-winded person. Lord Xiao Xiang thought for a while, stared at the visitor for a moment, smiled slightly, and said slowly: "People will insult themselves, and future generations will insult them." After speaking, he raised his legs and walked forward slowly, leaving the old master Yang behind: "The True Dragon Sect came to the state hall Xiao Xinghuo to meet the monk." "Generally humble and polite, generally bowed and respectful. Monk Lingxiu hurriedly returned the salute, generally got up and saluted, and generally shook his head again and again and recited Amitabha. Sun Qi immediately stepped forward, knelt on one knee with fists in both hands, and said in a solemn voice: "See Lord Xiao Xiang, his subordinate Sun Qi was ordered to act here, and he didn't dare to make a mistake." ”

Lord Xiao Xiang nodded and walked away.

Named Xinghuo, steady as Mount Tai, never nonsense, slow and not slow. This is Xiao Xinghuo, one of the four incense masters of the True Dragon Sect in Laizhou Hall, Xiao Xinghuo who is in charge of foreign affairs. Of course, everyone didn't care about him in amazement, and only looked at the big monk frequently, and felt a little strange in their hearts: "Who is this person? Monk, Divine Doctor, Divine Monk, Divine Monk, Divine Monk, really not an ordinary person, but I don't know where the sacredness is?"

A monk is just a monk, there really is nothing.

Old Master Yang understood.

Although Lord Xiao Xiang didn't say it explicitly, after hearing and witnessing it, Old Sect Master Yang still understood what he meant. The old master of Yang knew that this person was not trivial, but he didn't expect that this person's identity and reputation were so prominent, as for the True Dragon Sect, Lord Xiao Xiang, Sun Qi, the monk, the distinguished guest, Yang Tiangang's heart was like a mirror in an instant, and he finally knew how the matter should be ended today! And that was also the only way for Tiangangmen to live, kneeling and kowtowing, apologetic and confessional, and could only-

That's it!

Men will insult themselves, and then they will insult them. The house will destroy itself, and the generations after it will destroy it.

Yang Tiangang sighed gloomily, stepped forward quickly, and knelt down with both hands! Monk Lingxiu seemed to have been prepared, and flashed to the side. Yang Tiangang only didn't see it, knelt on the ground straight, and looked sad: "Today, if you accidentally offend the monk, the little old man is really guilty and deserves death! I hope that the monk will be merciful and let go of my Yang family, the monk!

It's quiet and quiet, and everyone can't bear to look at it!

The white hair hung down in a hurry, the wrinkles were deep and full of dust, and at this moment the old master finally looked tired, as if, as if, he was much older. If this is not the injustice of the previous life, how can you come to the end of this life!

A blessing is a curse, and a curse is also a blessing.

Looking at everything in front of him in a daze, Tengu suddenly mourned in his heart, and knelt down with a thud, knelt down and cried loudly: "Daddy! Daddy! The child is wrong, the child is wrong!" "Wrong, wrong, Daddy is wrong! Scenes of the past come to mind, from ignorance and ignorance to lawlessness and evil, what happened in between? Is this the fault of one man, or is it the fault of the family? People will regret themselves, and future generations will regret it, and the family will destroy itself, and the descendants will destroy it.

Those who insult others will always be humiliated, and those who love others will always love them.

But what is love, and what is harm? Think about it, so as not to add mistakes to mistakes, and eventually become irreparable.

"Door master, door master!" The people of Tiangang Sect knelt down in unison, and they all bowed their heads like sculptures, and they were speechless with tears in their eyes. It was very quiet, some people were crying, maybe they saw something, maybe they thought of something. Lingxiu flashed to the side, standing solemnly with his eyes closed, chanting something in a low voice. Maybe the monk didn't read anything, maybe the monk didn't know what he was reading when he was reading anything, and he really didn't have to read anything at this time, and the monk had nothing to say.

"Divine monk, divine monk!" The father and son kowtowed again and again, crying and screaming to the monk, hoping that this distinguished guest of the True Dragon Sect would let him go!

Lingxiu still had nothing to say.

If you don't do the monk's business, how can you let it go?

The monk flashed again, flashed, flashed aside.

"Divine Monk - Divine Monk - "

The father and son followed and said goodbye, never abandoned, never reluctant!

The monk flashed and flashed, and the monk just dodged.

"Divine Monk! Divine Monk!"

The great monk couldn't hide or avoid, and he looked left and right in a panic, and he was about to run away again! Unfortunately, this time everyone was watching him, and he wanted to run for a while, but he couldn't run away. Finally, the Lingxiu monk had a wit, and dodged behind the little monk with a whoosh! This master was very unrighteous, and whenever he encountered difficulties, once things were not good, he would push the little monk forward and send him to death! Anyway, it was either a live target or a shield, and the little monk was dead on the left and right, and it was not once or twice that he died or lived for this matter.

No Zen surprise!

Seeing the big and small benefactors in front of him crying and kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to himself again and again, the Wuzen monk was at a loss for a while, and stood there dumbfounded, his mind blank. Monk Lingxiu coughed, frowned, and said, "Wuzen, Master asks you, what should you do now?"

The little monk's face was tender and soft-hearted, and he suddenly came out of it with sadness, and he cried with a whoop! Why did he cry, he didn't know, he cried when he cried, anyway, Wuzen basically cried inexplicably every time. But seeing the black hair and white head bald head in the field, knocking back and forth one after another, several people of old and young kneeling on the ground and crying in a row, the truth revealed the scene touching, everyone forgot to say the absurd words for a while, and they all accompanied a handful of bitter tears-

"Okay! Okay!" Guan Laohan wiped the corners of his eyes and sighed, and finally stepped forward to relieve the siege: "Everyone, please get up, everyone, it's just a little thing, why bother, hey!" Guan Laohan let out a long sigh and looked at the great monk helplessly: "Master, you see-" Lingxiu shook his head and said, "Wrong, wrong, not a monk." Guan Laohan was unmoved, and only looked at the monk: "There is nothing wrong, this matter can only rely on the master's action." ”

Lingxiu smiled bitterly and looked away-

Lord Xiao Xiang pondered for a moment, nodded slightly, and went to see Sun Qi-

Sun Qi waved his hand: "Let's go." ”

As if he had been pardoned, the old man of Yang hurriedly got up and pulled his son over, saluted one by one, and then left in a hurry, only to see his back.

After a while, Tengu hurried back again, lowered his head and choked up, "Divine doctor, you see, my father's illness?" Lingxiu smiled and nodded: "No need to see, the old man is not sick." "Isn't you sick? Why are you beating your chest and screaming for a headache if you're not sick?" Tengu was stunned, stunned, but he heard: "Then you don't need to say, it's not to make you angry!" Miss Guan Ling snorted lightly, don't look over. Tengu was stunned again, then his face became shy, and he shouted Daddy wait for me, turned around and quickly chased after me!

Let's go, let's go, show off when you come, and sweep away when you go!

Walking, walking, the horses were no longer ridden, with heavy sighs.

Go well, go well, lose to get, and rely on misfortune and blessing;

Gone, gone, the people disappeared, and only a big flag remained.

The banner was waving in the wind, but it stubbornly remained in the eyes of everyone.

The handwriting of the banner is vague, but it is deeply engraved in whose heart!

What is humiliation, what is dignity, like that banner in the wind—

Disappear.

But knowing honor and disgrace, but with dignity, the banner will still hunt and flutter again-

The style is as good as ever.;