October 16th!

Two tears fell from the ground, like two thin streams.

The bridegroom, the bride.

Red clothes, red hijab.

Sixteen October!

Fang Yin turned around to leave, and someone came to stay-

"Boss, boss, you're back haha!" several people strode forward, laughing and feasting.

Fang Yin was busy covering his face, not wanting people to see it-

It's hard to hide!

Who is in front of him, the former Boss Fang. The boss is pale and his eyes are blank, the boss is lifeless, he is thinner than Huanghua, the tears on his face have not yet dried, half-concealed and half-hidden, and he wants to flow, pitiful, pitiful, is this still the ignorant, fearless, and tabooless Fang Boss? What about the big hero? What about Zhao Zilong? Gone, gone, only a poor worm, half-dead and distressing! Why did the boss fall to this, several people knew very well, it was still the relationship between the former five tiger generals, and they found that it was the four good brothers who greeted him.

Yuan Shi's face was full of excitement and said: "Boss, you're back, I haven't seen you for many days!"

Zhao Ben sighed: "It's been almost two months, hey-"

Hu Feifei rubbed his hands vigorously and laughed: "Good guy! Come on, come on, let's talk about it well!"

Niu Dazhi smiled and said, "Fang Daoyou, how are you doing lately?"

Whether Fang Daoyou is good or not lately, in fact, everyone knows it in their hearts, but everyone can only pretend not to know, because Fang Daoyou is now a glass man with a fragile and delicate heart, and he cries when he says it. Fang Daoyou was in a very bad mood, Fang Daoyou didn't know what to say for a while, he just lowered his head and stood at the gate of the courtyard, like a child who did something wrong and didn't dare to go home, looking really pitiful. Seeing this, the four of them sighed and pulled him into the courtyard.

Sit down, sit down, enlighten and enlighten.

"Since ancient times, there have been many thin lives, when will the grievances and hatreds disappear? The hero is sad to pass the beauty pass, and he will finally see it, and he will finally see it, even if it is thousands of rivers and thousands of mountains!" A voice of voice and crying is faint, and the smell of it makes people feel creepy! At this time, the high Taoist priest is sad and joyful, and he can't suppress the love and hatred in his chest, and he is sad in the house with a quilt and the wind and the moon, and he performs the unfinished show to the extreme alone and advances to the climax!

Daoist Fang was saddened by love, and how did he expect that there was a sympathetic person in the house, and he was stunned for a while: "What's the matter? This is?" This is Gao Ming, let's talk about him, let's talk about him, talk about you, talk about you, all the Taoist priests, you and I are one sentence, and they all expressed curiosity. The day before yesterday, all kinds of things are still in front of us, although everyone has guessed eight or nine times out of ten after hearing and witnessing, but who knows the detailed reason? Now that the main master has arrived, he must go back and forth and explain it in detail.

What the hell is going on with you, her, and him?

It's a pity that Daoist Fang didn't talk at all, and still sat on the stone bench half-dead: "There's nothing to say, you talk about yours, and then say, don't pay attention to me." ”

"Let's talk about it, everyone wants to hear it!"

"The boss is majestic! The boss is the first!"

"Tell me about it, in the end, uh, in the end—"

"Wait, wait, boss, I'll pour you a bowl of water!"

"Okay, okay, let's go, you say!

"Why don't you say it, boss?"

Let's talk about it, what can I say, saying it is just sad again, and it is also a bitter tear when I think about it!

It's quiet, it's quiet.

Only one whimpered, and the other wept silently.

Several people looked at each other, and for a moment they were frightened, crying one after another, why do you say this? Don't ask again, don't say, that one can't be provoked, this one can't be provoked! Don't ask, you have to say, pick it up, pick it up, pick up the good one: "Don't cry, boss! She can't look down on you, we can't look down on her anymore! What can't you do, phew!" Yuan Shi was angry and said loudly. Zhao Ben immediately spoke, and he said: "That's it, the two-legged toad is not easy to find, the two-legged person, haha-"

"Exactly! Exactly!" Hu Feifei nodded again and again and laughed: "Cheer up and be a real man!" Niu Dazhi shook his head and smiled, and suddenly his eyebrows flew and danced: "In this way, my sister's gentle and beautiful beauty is unparalleled in the world, how about I turn around and tell you?" Sun Zipu echoed with a smile: "It's a very good, it's a good thing, it's a great thing!" Qian Youchang sighed: "Niu Daoyou, you praise every day, praise every day, praise your old sister as a flower, and bring me to see it one day!" The sound was in his ears, it was difficult to enter his heart, and Daoist Fang was in a trance and only didn't speak, but his tears were even more turbulent-

I can't mention it, and when I mention it, it's all tears and broken glass.

Only Yang Heng didn't speak.

Yang Heng is a man of few words, and Yang Heng is even more of an arrogant person, but Yang Heng will also admire people who have courage and blood! That is Fang Yin's bloody struggle and not afraid of death, no matter whether he wins or loses, from this point of view, Yang Heng has already recognized him in his heart. Therefore, he sat there silently and did not walk away, and the Taoist priest gave moral support. There was a sudden silence in the room, and then there was a long silence, as if someone was there, secretly listening.

After that, Daoist Gao pushed open the door and strode out, patted Daoist Fang on the shoulder, and said with tears streaming down his face: "Good brother, I have suffered you! The high Taoist priest looked at the sky with his hands in his hands, and resolutely said: "Deceive my brother, this revenge will be avenged!" I don't know what to do, what is this? Of course, the master is superior to others everywhere, and the words of the high Taoist priest have a reason and a basis.

Blood debts and blood repayment, love and revenge information, good brothers are abandoned, Gao Ming Taoist priest takes back the beauty, this side loses a game, there is a victory, two by two, and the revenge is avenged. This is the theory of the high Taoist, and if he gets cheap and sells him by the way, why not do it? Just because the high Taoist priest has always helped the poor and the weak, and the high Taoist priest is a kind person.

"What are you talking about, what revenge?"

"Revenge! Revenge! Are you stupid!"

A pair, no, each at a loss, the two expressed extreme incomprehension to each other. Whether the hero sympathizes with it or not, the genius's way of thinking must be different. No matter how everyone feels, of course, this is another misunderstanding that is bigger than the sky. No matter how sad and tearful Daoist Fang was, there was not a trace of hatred in Fang Yin's heart at this moment. No matter how cranky the high Taoist priest is, how he thinks nonsense, and how he talks nonsense, until this time, it is still the high Taoist priest who can make the Taoist forget the sadness and no longer suffer.

If you want to calm your heart, you must first divide its gods, and the superior is the superior.

"Supreme Heavenly Venerable—"

It's Lu Daochang.

Lu Daochang is back.

Lu Daochang walked into the courtyard gate and stopped.

Look at it.

His gaze fell on Daoist Fang and paused.

I went back to the house.

The Taoist priests stopped talking, got up and cleaned up, and each began to practice swords.

Only Daoist Fang remained.

Daoist Fang sat in the courtyard, watching the brothers practice swords, dumbfounded, dumbfounded, watching.

Déjà vu.

Step back in time.

Fang Yin, Daoist Fang, Boss Fang, Little Fangzi, he is a child, a child who has grown up. In recent years, Lu Daochang's temper has been restrained a lot, and he has gradually become quiet and inactive, and he acts naturally. As the years pass, the eyes are still bright, the heart is clearer, when you know that your temples are white, some things to worry about are also, worry about nothing. I have seen a lot, and I have seen a lot, just because I understand a lot in my heart, and it is still the same sentence, creation is born from the heart, and only do what is within the scope of one's ability, that is what one should do.

That's how it should be.

Lu Daochang's greatest wish in life is to prove that one thing works.

And that thing has been proven by Daoist Fang in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it doesn't work.

Daoist Fang won the first place, and Daoist Lu was not happy.

It was, and it shouldn't be.

That glance is meaningful, and that glance is calm and indifferent.

- Nothing.

Fang Yin finally understood.

Yes, nothing, but a little injury, but a little blood, it's just a trivial and small thing, no one really cares about it, it's really nothing. The bloodshed is self-inflicted, the tears are your own will, and it is your own business to break your heart and intestines, and it has nothing to do with others, and it has nothing to do with it. It's still a dream, it's still a joke, it's been said, it's been said when you wake up, it's really nothing.

Fang Yin just didn't understand what he was doing here.

Also, what is it for to live?

Without her, without ideals, without ambition, without everything, why the walking dead?

And why did you come?

Fang Yin suddenly got up and walked straight to the outside of the courtyard.

"Boss, this is leaving, how long has it been?"

"You man, just go!"

"Hey—"

Everyone chased after them, and even the Gao Daoist, who had always been on bad terms with Daoist Fang, also struggled to stay: "Don't go, don't go, I still have something to ask you!" Fang Yin shook his head and smiled reluctantly: "Let's go, don't send it." ”

Yang Heng suddenly spoke, and said in one sentence: "You, are you going or not?"

Fang Yin walked forward silently, and Fang Yin finally turned back.

But he was smiling and swept away the haze: "Go, go, let's go together, drink happy wine!"