Sometimes, if you didn’t see it with your own eyes, probably many people wouldn’t be able to imagine something they’ve never experienced.

Just like the three days of light written by Helen Keller.

I don't care about what I have, and I will only run all the way to the distance without a destination.

Andaoyuan entered the house and turned on the lights.

All furniture is as old as before, as if it has not moved, but it has fallen a lot of dust.

Perhaps this yard hasn't been living in a long time, so naturally no one has cleaned it.

The yard of Andaoyuan's house is not as big as Hyacinth House. Their parents' living room is on the second floor, while the third floor has only two rooms except his room.

Mo Xiaoyan’s family has real estate nearby, after all, this yard is considered the inheritance of the older generation.

"Shiyin, you should live in the same room with Xue. Jingxiang slept late. I will arrange it for you and Beiluo."

There are two rooms, and the guests staying at the hotel will not seem crowded.

Besides, Shiyin Shintani used to sleep with streamers.

"Is this your house?"

The silver-haired girl stood in front of the wooden door, then asked obediently: "I want to go in and see if it's okay."

"Nothing good to look at, but if you want to go in, just go and have a look."

He smiled and pushed open the door.

The wall is not like other young men in Sichun who are posting pictures of celebrities or beautiful anime girls, only the quotes of "If I Give Me Three Days of Light" excerpted by him:

(Sometimes I think that maybe the best way of life is to regard every day as your own end. Only by living with this attitude can the value of life be demonstrated.

We should be purely conscience and kindness, and live every day with passion, but we follow day by day, month by month, year by year, and year by year, and these qualities are often diluted by time.

That is incorrect.

Knowledge teaches people to learn love and gives people light and wisdom.)

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“The world is short and the road is long.”

In a law firm in Jiangnan, a young lawyer received a shabby Taoist priest.

He has a long beard, and he is old.

"What do you want to say, this guest? Is there a civil dispute with someone else or is it going to file a divorce lawsuit."

"I want to ask, are you in charge of food?"

"We don't take temporary workers here, and we don't care about food."

The lawyer was a little helpless. He actually wanted to tell the old man directly and ask him to beg for food on the curb on the side, but he was afraid that the man was dressed like this on purpose, so he secretly found that the TV station's human investigation program was investigated.

Then he will probably be cursed by the righteous people online for an opportunity to be scolded.

After thinking about it, I still endured it.

The old Taoist stroked his beard and said with a smile: "What if I help you solve the next problem."

The next moment.

The sky in the entire Luohe area suddenly darkened.

The lawyer saw countless ghosts flying in the sky.

With a scream and a roar, he flew towards his shop.

"Ghost!"

when!

when!

when!

Three gongs and drums sounded.

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"The heavenly stems - the things are dry, be careful - the fire candle!"

The cold voice of a boy came from afar, and the flying ghosts seemed to be stationary, and they stood still in the air with a terrifying look.

The boy walked into this store and said coldly as if he didn't know him:

"Night patrol - fight against the people, come to perform the job of night watcher, idle people, etc., temporarily take a break from retreat."

The old Taoist was amused: "Why are hundreds of ghosts walking at night before the Shangyuan has arrived?"

"I don't know, the reason has not been determined, and Mozi number needs to be analyzed."

The old Taoist shook his clothes and picked up the wooden stick beside him. In an instant, his hair and beard were white. He shook his hands and his eyes were shining:

"The Taigong is here, the gods retreat!"

In an instant, the sneaky retreated, the clear sky was clear and the evening was restored, and the last ray of afterglow fell.

The boy who beat the Gengren was half kneeling on the ground, his face no longer rebelliously: "Who are you?"

"The idle people are just an old Taoist."

Just so happened that the takeaway at the door of the lawyer's house arrived.

The old Taoist's hair turned from white to black, and then his body changed from upright to hunchback. He picked up the takeaway and walked out the door: "I'll save your life, eat your braised chicken, which is considered equal."

The lawyer looked at this scene in amazement.

He suddenly felt dizzy.

Slumped to the ground.

It was the third person who entered the house who gave him a stick. It was a young girl in fiery red clothes with a cigarette in her mouth:

"The amnesia stick of Yunzhou Research Institute is said to vary depending on the strength, and the length of amnesia is not determined."

She told the young man from the night watchman, and then there was a slight banter on her face:

"Qi Lin, why are you doing on your knees?"

"My legs are numb."

The gong that beat the Gengren fell to the ground, leaving only the buzz in his hand: "I have seen God."

The girl in red smiled and said, "Where do you come from the gods in this world now? Do you refer to the heaven or the stars?"

"Taigong."

"I think you are stupid. The energy level reaction here just now was very strong. Why did it suddenly disappear? Do you want to tell me that the Taigong gave them the list of gods?"

Qi Lin and she looked at each other with the look of looking at the fool, and then asked silently: "When you came in, didn't you see anyone else?"

"There is no other person? Let's not talk about this anymore. The descendant of Longhu Mountain has returned from Japan." The girl in red has a little more excitement.

It surprised Qi Lin: "Mo Xiaoyan? The problem is that we are not familiar with her."

"We are not familiar with each other, the old guys are familiar with each other, and I'm going to call us together and ask."

"How to ask?"

"The world asks the heart, and the people ask."

"In my opinion, it's better to have a fight."

"You're just that."

The boy knelt on the ground, but he still looked the same.

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When you enter, you don’t say anything and leave, you ride back and carry the clouds flag. Don’t be sad and leave, don’t be happy and get to know each other again.

——Qu Yuan's "Nine Songs·Shao Siming"

The old Taoist sat on the stone steps in a square, and he didn't bother with it:

"The braised chicken looks so good, but why does it taste so bad?"

He took out a miniature stone statue from his pocket: "The little lawyer doesn't order some expensive takeaways, so he's excited to buy such things of unknown origin, haha."

He smiled and sprinkled the rice grains from the plastic box.

Then half of the square gathered around him.

This scene.

Xiao Douding was seen by him.

He also fed the pigeons with his mother, and was a little confused: "Mom, didn't you say that the pigeons in the square would not be too close to people?"

"That grandpa must be a good person, kind-hearted, and even little animals understand."

His mother rubbed Xiao Douding's head and said to him in a fairy tale way.

Xiao Douding was a little confused, but the fat child still smiled happily and said, "Then I want to be a good person too."

"very nice."

When the old Taoist heard these words, a wrinkled old face also showed a smile. He gently crushed the stone statue in his hand, looked into the distance and sighed:
Chapter completed!