dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Seeing that his old friend was really angry, Qian Duoduo stopped playing around.

"It's not important that I give birth to my son and serve wine? Let's talk about one important thing!"

"Old General Li, do you still remember? He was the one who retired after the founding of the country and died of illness in the North Kingdom."

When Uncle Li was mentioned, the "old grandson" on the other end of the phone was in awe.

"Remember, of course!"

"Lao Tzu's hometown is liberated by General Li...the backbone of the Red Dragon's Bone!"

"Qian Duoduo, why do you have nothing to say to General Li? Even if he has something to dream about, he doesn't need to tell you, an unreliable guy!"

Qian Duoduo was not angry when he was "insulted" by his old friend, but instead smiled.

"General Li's grandson fell into the Liangzhu underground palace and was captured by the dead."

"What?!" Old Sun heard the words, his voice obviously increased by dozens of decibels.

"Qian Duoduo, you bastard, why didn't you say something so important earlier!"

"Wait, I'm going over now!"

"Take Xun Daru and go there together!"

"Hurry up, grandson..." Before Qian Duoduo could finish speaking, there was a beep of hanging up from the other end of the phone.

Qian Duoduo smiled helplessly: "It's really strange, how did Lao Sun become the head of the Yin Yang family with his hot temper."

"Is this the legendary genius?!"

Beijing, Confucius Institute.

Although it is late at night, the contemporary director Xun Yi is still reading at night with the lamp on.

Sit upright, like proud snow and green pine.

The face with white beard and hair was full of seriousness.

He was dressed in an ordinary gray robe, which had been slightly whitened by washing for many years.

But it is such a slightly shabby ordinary dress, but it is not coquettish when worn on the body of a contemporary Confucian.

"The heart of compassion is the essence of benevolence; the heart of shame is the essence of righteousness; the heart of humiliation is the essence of propriety; the heart of right and wrong is the essence of wisdom..."

After reading this, I was interrupted by the sudden ringing of the phone.

"Hi, I'm Xun Yi..."

On the other end of the phone is Sun Yangming, the impatient head of the Yin Yang family.

After a few words, the contemporary great Confucian Xun Yi frowned.

"The descendants of the founding fathers are in danger, how can we not save them!"

"Chairman Sun, I trouble you to arrange relevant matters, and I will rush to the airport right away!"

After hanging up the phone, Xun Yi got up immediately, picked up a blue brush, and went out with a volume of ancient books.

In order to avoid shocking the world, Xun Yi only opened his mouth to recite softly when he went to a place where no one was around.

"Life is like scrambling for the road, and the journey is difficult and bumpy. Only when it is muddy will you know how to walk, and only when it is rough will you know how to be a hero."

"If you want to travel thousands of miles, the road must be long, and it is hard to find a short shortcut in the world. The infinite scenery is at the top, and there has never been a flat and slow mountain."

Just walking and reciting like this, the speed is actually getting faster and faster.Layers of book pages are faintly lifted under the feet.

Inside Liangzhu City.

Seeing that Qian Duoduo finished making the phone call, the couple in love came back again.

The woman with heavy makeup is still full of impatience.

After receiving the phone card, the helpful young man refused to accept the money.

"Uncle, don't be so polite, everyone needs help sometimes..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the woman.

"Honey, what's the deal with a stinky taxi driver, let's go."

"You promised to take me to the bar tonight, and then...then go back to your house for the night together..."

The young man obviously doted on his girlfriend very much, he smiled apologetically at Qian Duoduo and was about to leave.

Before leaving, he handed over the uneaten food in his hand.

"Uncle is driving hard, haven't you eaten yet?"

"I only have these, you just have to eat a little bit to pad your stomach."

Looking at the food in his hands, and at the young men and women walking away, Qian Duoduo finally couldn't help but speak.

"Young man, stop, uncle has two words to tell you."

The young man's character is obviously very easy-going, he hesitated for a moment, and then dragged his girlfriend back.

"Uncle, is there anything else you can do?"

Seeing his attitude, Qian Duoduo, who originally didn't want to interfere too much with the fate of ordinary people, finally made up his mind.

With a hey hey, he revealed his signature cheap smile.

"Young man, uncle asked you something."

"I want to say that your whole family will be killed by the girls around you sooner or later, you won't beat me?!"

The young man was taken aback when he heard the words, even though he had a good temper, he showed a look of boredom.

The coquettish woman even had a "pretty face with evil spirits" and angrily reprimanded her.

"Why are you like this!"

"My family's ceremony in the middle of the night kindly helped you, but you provoked our relationship!"

"Miss Ben has a grudge against you?!"

As Qian Duoduo, how could he talk to a woman with prominent cheekbones and thin lips?

He just looked at the young man named Chen Yidian with a half-smile.