Pursuing Immortality

brush!

In a word, Zhang Qianqiu's sweat came down.

He looked at the other person's eyes and his legs were a little trembling, but after all this person had a stubborn temper and simply admitted: "Yes, I have a good opinion of Miss Qiu."

"Good feeling? This description is very subtle ..."

Xiao Zhai chuckled, and said, "I don't care what you feel, from this moment you have to erase it."

"Why, why?"

Zhang Qianqiu refused to accept and forced himself: "You have no right to interfere with the feelings of others!"

"Oh, I thought your IQ was the best. Now it seems that Li Dong is the real great wisdom. Maybe we are too forgiving, let you forget that Phoenix Mountain is not a company, we are not the boss, and you are not so-called Employee."

Suddenly she looked blank and said, "You are going to the mountain without permission. You should be glad that we are not indiscriminate people, otherwise you can save your life and talk to me here?"

boom!

An imposing momentum shrouded like Mount Tai, Zhang Qianqiu's knees softened, and he threw himself on the ground.

The muscles of the face were completely twisted, only the bones of the whole body were pinched by a large hand, squeezing in a little bit, making a creak.

In just a few seconds, he experienced the horror and pain of hell.

After all, the momentum converged, he fell to the ground directly, the pain was almost twitching, and he was very conscious.

Zhang Qianqiu was twenty years old when he was 20 years old. He had a strong family background, a successful career, a decisive and independent personality, and never lacked a girl. This kind of person is a natural winner, and never throws himself in the crowd.

Now that I have changed my environment, I am confident and confident that I can make a name for myself. But unfortunately, although he entered the mountain gate, his thinking remained in the past.

In modern society, people deal with people, look at everything, keep a back foot, and worry about the law. Under a mature set of established rules, you play me, everyone is happy.

But at this moment, he suddenly understood: This is not a bound civilized zone, this is a **** wilderness that is primitive and vast, full of instinct and desire.

"Snoring ... snoring ..."

Zhang Qianqiu gasped heavily and asked with a little energy that had just recovered, "You, why didn't you kill me?"

"I said, I'm not a mass murderer, not to mention a guy who has no resistance. Of course, if you want to die, I can." Xiaozhai said.

"Okay, I understand."

Zhang Qianqiu stood up and said hoarsely and lowly, "I'm not qualified to talk to you now, but someday ..."

"Okay, you don't need to say anything ruthless. You will go down the mountain for a while, and then work at Beilu Manor, go out."

"..."

He was caught in his throat for a moment, but he had a bit of personality, and it seemed that nothing had happened. He bowed and saluted, and then went out.

Xiaozhai watched the other person leave, and suddenly turned his head, "What are you doing, don't say a word?"

"I haven't noticed that you come here so coldly. What am I talking about?" Gu Yan was inexplicable.

"You patronize cultivation for a while now, you can find a fart!"

Xiaozhai despised it and took it for granted: "Xiao Qiu is mine, how can I let others take it away?"

"whispering sound!"

Gu Yan shook his lips and was too lazy to continue. Reasonably, he really didn't notice Zhang Qianqiu's thoughts, let alone this, he hadn't even seen Zhang Qianqiu a few times.

Ya only went up the mountain for a month, and then aimed at the group pet.

Can't help worrying! In the style of the one-year-old, seven-four-year-old girl of Long Qiu, she was afraid to lose her when she took it out to buy vegetables. They don't want to kill people because of this, but they can't let them go back, they have to be locked down the mountain.

As for what to say about revenge, what 30 years Hedong 30 years Hexi ... please, hoare?

…………

Donglu, cemetery.

Near the Spring Festival, according to the customs of the Xia people, there is a habit of burning paper on graves of relatives and elders. Baicheng is a cemetery with many people coming, either pushing bicycles or offering supplies with both hands, often on a narrow stone brick road.

In front of a tombstone inside, a family of four gathered.

Gu Yan lighted the three incense sticks, put on the fruit and wine, and then tore open a few bags of paper money and wiped his fingers. A little red shank passed to the paper money, and it immediately burned.

He controlled the fire to a small range, the smoke was soaring, it did not spread around, and rose straight into the sky. Xiaozhai stood on the other side and also took two bags of gold ingots, adding them from time to time.

Long Qiu and Xiao Jing are okay, but they stand beside each other obediently, and they rarely get into trouble.

This is naturally the grandpa's tombstone. On several important days such as Qingming, Ghost Festival, and Spring Festival, he must come to worship. After practice, the schedule is often missed. For example, last year's Spring Festival, others could not come to Huozhou.

The fire was very hot, and after a while, there was only a pile of black ashes.

Gu Yi was a little bit sideways, kneeling down on his knees, and rubbed three heads. When I got up, I wanted to leave, but Xiaozhai also passed by, and I took three.

"..."

Long Qiu nibbled at God and followed him, stopped by him, "Okay, don't make fun of it, let's go."

Talking, the four left the cemetery along the trail.

Gu Yan took his girlfriend's hand all the way, and to be honest, he was a little touched. However, the two have been together for a long time, and they are transparent with each other, but did not say anything nasty.

When he left the cemetery, he turned north along a dirt road, only to find that there were few people.

"Grandpa passed away for a few years, and I'm quite scared now." He sighed suddenly.

"Are you afraid you don't remember?" Xiaozhai asked.

"Yes! I can remember my parents and relatives for ten or twenty years. One hundred, two hundred years, things have changed so quickly. How many do you remember?"

Gu Min shook her hand and said, "We have experienced so many weird and we haven't seen any ghosts yet. I hope there are ghosts, at least there is a thought."

"Your thoughts are based on the fear of many people."

Xiao Zhai gently rubbed his palm with his fingertips and laughed: "After the spring, we will move the grandpa's tomb to the mountain, which is also convenient to take care of."

"Okay ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I'm trying to tell you this ... Hey, where's your master's grave? Would you like to move here too?"

"..."

Gu Yan asked casually, but his girlfriend's smile faded, and she fell silent for the Nth time.

He looked at the elegant side face and said softly, "You are always reluctant to mention it, but I really want to understand that this is part of your past after all."

"..."

Xiaozhai still said nothing.

"Well, I don't ask you to speak, but I have a wish, can you satisfy me?" He asked.

"what?"

"I turned my apprentice's apprentice into my hands, and it was reasonable to go to worship. And you haven't returned for many years, so don't you want to take a look?"

After being silent for a long time, Xiao Zhai finally nodded, "Okay."