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Vientiane Senluo, all integrated into one.Observe the world and people, and know what happens after death.

As soon as he said this, the car on the muddy ground almost overturned, and the series of sending people's heads stopped at the other end. Zhou Tan used a little strength, dragged his thin body, and jumped up with his knees.

His qinggong is very good. If it was in its heyday, he could easily cross Jinming Pond all the way without getting wet. Jin Ming Pond said it was a pool, wider than a river. Therefore, Suan Poetry often embellishes flowers and trees, saying in admiration: "The eyes on the Jinming Pool are so full of waves, it was once a shadow of a frightened bird."

This verse is so sour and funny that Zhou Tan often suspects that it comes from Ji Qinghe's empty, inkless head.

This time Jinghong, surnamed Zhou, has no strength to look at his own shadow, the person in his hand looks thin, looks like a lamb, white and clean.

But the cracks in the bones seemed to be filled with pig iron, like an airtight weight, holding his hand and not letting go, with a look on his face that he wanted to die with Zhou Tan.

No wonder the transportation department tied a big wrist-thick rope to pull the car, and they couldn't do anything with this big human-shaped weight.

The scales had no focus in their eyes, and they lay on the ground in a leaping frog posture with their limbs stretched out. Their white lips touched up and down, and they spoke again under the sweat of their brows: "The body of thin gold."

"No gold..." Zhou Tan said, pulling his hands violently, and both of them were in the air. He walked against the wind, stepped on the breeze on the mud, and the weight was thrown ashore by him, and he sat on the mud. Here, his eyes seemed to have finally found his way in a patch of snow and froze.

The misty green eyes just now finally turned back to dark pure black this time, with focus, and came alive.

"Mani..." Yu Jintian quickly grabbed the two slender legs of the weight, and shook it again and again. After seeing that she was fine, he was completely relieved.

"Ma... Ni?" Zhou Tan choked, but his mind didn't turn back: "What are you talking about?"

"He, his name." Yu Jintian panted, and then shook vigorously. Seeing that he was shaking him so much that he was about to spit out the overnight meal, Zhou Tan slowly put down his rolled-up sleeves, and pushed away the pair of Yu Jintian. Iron Palm, who was born with divine power, said, "I'm going to vomit."

Sure enough, Mani let out a wow, and a mouthful of muddy water spewed out.He was sobbing, vomited and vomited again and again, and finally woke up, his eyes seemed to have been washed, and he gently cupped his hands and said to Zhou Tan, "Thank you."

Hearing Yu Jintian's howl, Shu Wenfeng took a breath, and then remembered to pick up the jade flute he had thrown on the ground.

Qing Yuxiao was stained with muddy water, Fengya was gone, and he was left in a mess, he stood up tremblingly while leaning on the shaft, stretched his neck and squinted his eyes, scanning the movements on the shore.

"Thanks..." He slowly climbed back from the frame, stepped on the rope in the cargo department and landed on the shore, his waist bent and made a sound: "It's a shame, otherwise my beautiful head would have been crushed." Shaman unscrew it."

Stars arched the moon on the bank, and there was a blue thin figure in the middle. Zhou Tan was standing, Yu Jintian was sitting, and Mani was sitting on the ground with her legs outstretched. They were greeted by a group of people like flowing water.

"It's okay..." He shook his hand slightly, with a calm expression: "It's all good, all is good."

Zhou Tan was surprised, this person didn't look the same at all as before, stretching out his hand and pulling his body was very light, and he stood up as soon as he stretched his legs, it reminded him of a puppet that can change faces. The face has changed, and another soul has changed in the core.

Mani held his hand, the palm was as cold as a piece of ice, there was some refreshing coolness in the afternoon sun, not cold, but very gentle, and strands of it passed along the clasped palms.

"Thank you, sir." He said earnestly, his eyebrows were smooth, and there was a small mole in the center of his eyebrows, which looked like a flower, whether it was red or not, or black or not, anyway, the half-red and half-black color was on the delicate, water-like face. There is a little bit of charming charm.

Zhou Tan threw the man into the trolley all the way, and asked the logistics department to push him back. Shuwen was behind him, poking his head like a thief. After looking at him for a while, he didn't dare to come forward and say anything.

"Master Shu..." Zhou Tan grabbed the rein without turning his head: "Jiu Yang."

Shuwen Fengxiao was not the same, the corners of his mouth trembled, he was sitting on the trolley in the transportation department, he collapsed from exhaustion as if he was paralyzed, he stroked his non-existent long beard, and said embarrassingly: "Lang Jun is well."

Shu Wenfeng took out and took out again, looked at the jade flute that he couldn't get out, finally with a heartache on his face, he took out a small sapphire box with patterns from his bosom, and poked Zhou Tan's back.

The man on the horse hadn't turned his head, probably because he really didn't want to talk to him. The small box fell on the horse's back. Zhou Tan seemed to have burned his hand. To that jade face.

"The tea is specially brought from the south, what does your lord think?"

"Heh." The box was grasped in his hand, Zhou Tan wrinkled his nose and lifted the tight lid. There was nothing to deceive the eye. It was indeed tea. The new tea from Nanjun seemed to be still covered with clouds and mist from the green pavilion. The greenery that I saw came, like the imprinted Yangchun March.

He didn't thank you, just snorted softly in his nose as an answer.Xuezhaoshan followed with a puff, quickened his pace and ran back.

After returning to the camp, the cyan figure was captured by Yu Jintian like a chicken. Mani kicked her feet and didn't touch the ground. The weight was all on Yu Jintian's body. He seemed to want to turn back halfway, but Turning back, he was dragged away without touching his feet.

Zhou Tan got off the horse, rubbed the horse's head habitually, and stared at the shadow walking past, thoughtfully.Before I caught a passerby to ask a question, a familiar voice sounded from behind.

"Spirit boy..." He Lianyun appeared like a ghost behind his back, and said, "The treasure in the palm of the great shaman."

"Hi..." Zhou Tan drank his saliva, recalling the sweetness on his mouth, and said, "I think it's your illegitimate child."

"Oh? Can you..."

"No, no, no..." Zhou Tan politely declined, "I can't."

After the soul boy was washed in the stable, Yu Jintian took out the momentum of brushing the donkey to flush him. The rubber hose was connected to the water channel in the manger, spraying thin and thick water jets for a while.

Mani closed his eyes and raised his thin neck. His head circumference is actually too big, and his head is also too wide. With a thin neck, which catches up with the neck of a duck, it always gives people the feeling of being top-heavy and unstable. .

"That, is that the gentleman from the south?" He got water in his eyes and gently wiped them away.

"Who else could it be? Didn't you see what kind of boots they were wearing?" Yu Jintian said with a playful smile: "The marriage is not successful, I think it's almost the same."

"Interesting. By the way, where is the master?"

"It's been two months since I went to the end of the sky, facing the wall and thinking about the past."

"It's time." Mani said, "Okay, there's no need to wash your feet anymore. It's time to go to the tent to pay a formal visit."

"Formal?" Yu Jintian laughed: "The quagmire is lying on the ground, what's the point of saving face?"

The soul boy tugged at his clothes, feeling a little shy. When he met for the first time, he was turned on his back. He carefully changed into a crown and wore a huge and strangely shaped crown. He walked steadily and yelled a slogan outside the tent, and was caught. Zhou Tan picked up the curtain and put it in.

Mani sat on the chair in the middle, still a little at a loss. He greeted Helian Yun as usual, but was politely lifted up, his mouth opened, and he really didn't know how to speak.

Originally, he was supposed to take a step-by-step look at what the new gentleman looked like, and then greet the weather and his body politely, but in the end, he was cheated half to death by the ordnance department, and he was so fascinated that he was not at all decent.

Zhou Tan sat quite casually. He held the cup and sipped. After entering the tent, he lost his shoes and stepped on the lambskin with half-length fine cashmere covering the instep.

Looking at each other with four eyes, Ma Ni whispered, "Did I say something to my lord just now?"

"Really?" Zhou Tan said: "The body of thin gold, is that what you said?"

Mani was a little shy again, he lowered his head halfway, the small mole on the top of his head looked like an eye, and he was staring at people faintly: "Oh..."

His tone softened suddenly: "Your Excellency can see it."

It's hard not to see it, Zhou Tan complained.

He Lianyun closed the mansion newspaper, the "thin golden body" made his brows move, but he didn't make a sound, watching Mani speak with a low voice and a soft female tone.

Zhou Tan only felt that he was watching a puppet show, and his melodious and thin voice entangled him like an opera, which almost aroused goosebumps all over his body.

Neither does the upper body of a ghost, nor does it look like a puppet. All kinds of ghosts and legends seem to be able to lean on this person. Mani's pupils turned gray and green for a while, turning around like a lantern, and finally turned black again.

Mani breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm so tired. By the way, Mr. Wang, this is right, you can say it right, you can say it right, you can't say it right, even though you haven't made a mistake so far, but, you know, fate is unpredictable." .”

"It's quite unpredictable." Zhou Tan looked at him with a guilty expression on his face, and before he could comfort him, the soul boy shook his crown, which was bigger than his head, kicked his legs, and pouted over.

Zhou Tan almost jumped down to pour tea on him, and hurriedly turned his head to look at He Lianyun begging for help, He Lianyun sighed, and just said: "Don't worry about him, he will wake up later."

The chickens, ducks and geese raised by the Ordnance Department ran all over the place, flying feathers all over the grassland. Two fighting roosters pecked at each other for a while, then flew into the air and scattered their feathers.

Yu Jintian was the first to bear the brunt of the blow, and stood down and took a bite, so he raised his horn again without thinking about face: "Shu Wenfeng, you old man."

There was lightning and thunder outside, and He Lianyun's pen didn't move. He used his right hand to mark the characters, and he moved the pen very quickly. With the posture of wind and clouds, it didn't take long for him to pile up a hill.Maharaja hooked his pen ruthlessly, Zhou Tan walked down and squatted down.

Mani was so angry that she didn't say anything, her face was like gold paper, if her chest didn't move, she could be regarded as a dead body.

Zhou Tan seems to have seen countless faces emerge from this paper-like face, and then disappear in the flash of light and flint.

The soul boy is actually very outstanding, but he won't impress others because of his appearance. Zhou Tan resisted the desire to pull his face, and just waited for him to wake up from the dead silence.

There was a saying in the rumors, which seemed to be true. Zhou Tan returned the cup, bent his legs and continued to read.

Vientiane Senluo, all integrated into one.Observe the world and people, and know what happens after death.

The author says:

As soon as I started to move, I started to eat ice every night, and got two huge pimples, which was too self-inflicted.

thank you very much--

Maharaja: I'm just a heartless typing machine.

Pull the snow to see the spring