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    The car body is shaking, the iron cladding on the outer edge has probably been rusted long ago, and the axle wheels make a jerky creaking sound. When I first listened to it, my teeth were sore, but after listening to it for a long time, the rhythm is a bit hypnotic.

    The bumps of the wheels on the rugged mountain road are hypnotic like a cradle after getting used to it.

    Lying relaxed on the relatively clean bedding, he coughed twice, a little tired, but didn't want to sleep at all.

    Since a few days ago, my heart has been excited.

    A few days ago, the wedding seemed to be just around the corner. It was simple yet solemn. Most of the neighbors from all over the world came to congratulate them. There were red everywhere, and there was noise everywhere. A couple of newlyweds came to pay their respects. A man wearing a red cross  But he was nearly half a hundred years old, and his wife was hidden under the red hijab, and she couldn't hide her fat body.

    But they are happy, they are a family so far, they will accompany each other and spend the rest of their lives hand in hand.

    I waited for this moment, and waited too long.

    At that time, I rushed back from Huashan and saw my father who was temporarily living in the village. The villagers were simple and honest, and they still cared about him, especially Wu Liuhe, who had been favored by Shitou, took good care of him.  But probably because of his worries, he was still haggard a lot. When he saw me appear, his excited eyes were full of tears.

    The so-called one-hundred-day injury, not to mention the poor country, the leg took nearly half a year to recover slowly, and finally the root cause of the disease was not left behind. It was too late to rejoice, but another serious illness fell, although it was not  It was terribly ferocious, but it was a chronic illness that was difficult to heal repeatedly, and it was more than a year after such a delay.

    Finally, in the spring of the next year, the weather got warmer and the symptoms gradually subsided, but the person was already much older. I took advantage of the situation and talked about it, and finally persuaded him to agree to give up the long-lived mountain hut and his career as a hunter, and moved to the village.  It has settled down for a long time.

    But it is not over, there are still a bunch of problems, such as livelihood.

    The idea I had when I was young came in handy at this time. I discussed with the aunt of the herbal tea shop and borrowed a corner of her shop to set up a small stall to sell some refreshments.

    In fact, in this rural area, those snacks that cost a lot of thought and cost are too flashy and useless at all, and I don¡¯t want to make it too weird and flamboyant, so I steamed the simplest chicken cake, taught my father by hand, and told him  Don't spread it to outsiders. Fortunately, the ancients had a tradition of Tibetan art. They taught their apprentices to starve their masters to death. My father also understood this truth, and now he promises it.

    This chicken cake is boxy and unpretentious. It is as unobtrusive as tofu on a small stall, but it has its own sweetness, especially when paired with tea, it melts in the mouth. After a long time, it has gained a good reputation, and the villagers have leisure time.  , How willing to gather here to drink tea, eat a piece of cake, and talk about the world.

    Because of this, we to be exact, Dad, got closer and closer to the owner of the tea shop, Aunt Wang, who has been widowed for many years.

    I knew it in my heart, and I just waited for the time when things will come together. The strange thing is that the days are gradually passing, but there is still no real movement.  The name is not very pleasant, but after several trials, I found out that it was my father's problem.

    Father, he didn't know why, but he was faintly aware of my intentions and intentions, so it was procrastinated for a long time.

    But those who can't keep it can't keep it after all. Afterwards, I made up my mind and had a frank and honest talk with him. Although I didn't say anything too specific, I clearly understood that I was sincere in my studies and would leave sooner or later. Please don't worry about it.  Cherishing the talents in front of you is the right way.

    After the conversation, the old man was depressed for a while, and slowly, he finally looked away with the relief of the aunt and the neighbors.

    In the next half month, there was that simple but grand wedding.

    At this time, more than three years have passed since I returned here for the second time.

    So far, I have really done my utmost benevolence and righteousness. On the night of their wedding, I packed up everything and left a letter I had prepared, and then I pushed the window away without any worries, and drifted away.

    Time flies, I have never stopped thinking about it, thinking that we will meet again soon, I am so excited that I can't control it, people are also strange, I can endure the years of these years, but I can't wait for the last little time on the road, I wish I could shrink into dust  Walk with wings.

    It was the cool autumn season in September, and I was rushing almost day and night. I finally reached the border between Sichuan and Shaanxi provinces, but I followed the old saying that haste makes waste, and I caught some small wind and cold, although not serious.  The whole person feels a lot weaker, which is a delay in things.

    Even so, he didn't want to waste a strange place in vain. He walked around the city entrance and hired a Qinglian mule cart with a reasonable price. It was old, but it was clean at last. The driver looked honest and agreed.  Guaranteed to send it to the next realm. Although I have a slight illness, I am not afraid of him doing anything wrong.The second is that she has studied art for more than ten years. Even counting the red flower ghost mother and her stupid son, this is only the third time that she has fought against outsiders.

    After fighting for a few rounds, I found that this person's level is not much higher than that of the Red Flower Ghost Mother. Although he is skilled in skills, but limited by his moves and physical skills, he is really not the master I thought he was, so I gradually felt relieved  Come on, while seeing the tricks, I can't help but think about how to end it properly, so that I can get rid of the relationship in time and get out of the matter.

    But before he could figure out what was going on, the other end suddenly changed his move, and jumped out of the circle with a stride.

    "Your honor is" At this moment, looking at his face again, he has become a little weird, as if hesitating, but also a little afraid, he just clasped his fists and said: "Our brothers don't know Mount Tai, we knew that Dingjun Mountain was covered.  The place, our brother will not interfere in this business, how offending!"

    After finishing speaking, he beckoned, and the bearded man also jumped out of the circle at the right time, and shouted to the young man with sharp eyebrows and fierce eyes: "Wudang Mountain God's skill in playing bullets is really well-deserved!" Then the two turned on their horses at the same time, leaving a sentence  : "Before Taoist Ziyang, please send greetings for our brothers, and say that it is the fire spirit ape and the mountain tiger to thank the old man for not killing him back then!"

    After the words fell, a whistle sounded, and the group of horses seemed to have received an order, Qi Qi turned around, exited the valley and galloped away.

    The sudden change in this scene, I stood in the same place, full of ignorance, until I heard someone praise: "Your Excellency is such a slingshot!" Then I came back to my senses in astonishment, and saw a scholar-like man riding a white horse from the opposite bank  Coming over, he got close to the crowd and chatted with the young man who wielded the bow. After realizing that there was nothing to do, he returned the sword in his arms and turned around to leave.

    But I heard a voice: "Wait a minute, female hero."

    ? This sound of chivalry is really awkward, I don't feel like calling myself, but I also know that there is no one else.

    ?He stopped and looked back, only to see the old man he had seen before getting out of the car, squeezed out of the crowd, came over with a smile on his face and said, "The road is not smooth, thank you for your help just now, the old man here is very grateful!"

    After all, he was gray-haired, I coughed uncomfortably, supported him and said, "There is nothing chivalrous or not, I the little girl just passed by here on a westward journey, and I just happened to get involved, the old man doesn't need to be polite."

    "What a coincidence?" The old man's eyes lit up, and he said happily, "This time I'm going back to my hometown, and I'm heading west. If I never give up, why don't I go all the way together, so that I can have a chance to thank the heroine for her help, and secondly,  It's better to have someone to take care of you on the way than to travel alone, right?"

    What he said was very sincere and humble, but his intentions couldn't be more obvious.

    People who are kind and polite in appearance are really kind and polite before they are seen. I really have no interest in the so-called gossip in the world.

    Just as he was about to resign, the people on the side had already gathered around him. This old man should be the leader among them, and the rest followed his words and tried to persuade him.  The young man was also standing on the periphery, with a rather arrogant expression on his face, and suddenly he remembered the words that the man in the cavalry left before he left.

    I don't know what they said to me, but I remember clearly what they said to this young man. What the bearded man said was¡ª¡ªthe Wudang Mountain God's skill in playing ball, it really deserves its reputation.

    Wudang, these two words are extremely eye-catching, which makes my heart move, and my thoughts change abruptly.

    I raised my head, smiled and cupped my fists at the old man and said, "Since this is the case, the little girl should be respectful rather than obedient."

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    ? No practice, um, come out quickly, eh

    The author knows that the author is already speeding up, otherwise, believe it or not, I can write a chapter if I write a short story otl

    After entering the main line of the original work, for the sake of completeness of the plot, sometimes I will borrow some jokes from the original work. Since it is a fan, it shouldn¡¯t matter I think

    Let's see if I can give a chapter of Li Geng tomorrow (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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