Honeysuckle and silver flowers are blooming everywhere [Snowflake Goddess Dragon Doujin]

In the night sky, a meteor fell quietly.Ouyang Mingri frowned and sighed deeply.

"Father, what's wrong?"

"Shangguan Yan can't escape this disaster after all."

Yi Shan nodded as if realizing something, and silently pushed Ouyang Mingri away from the window.

"Shangguan Yan was destined to have this catastrophe," Ouyang said tomorrow, "I thought that Guantianxia helped her escape the battle, but I didn't expect it to be inevitable."

"Hahahaha! You are indeed a good apprentice of my frontier old man!"

Hearing the sound tomorrow, I was overjoyed: "Master, uncle!"

Seeing the two elders coming, Yi Shan also greeted: "Master, Old Master."

Gu Mutian pouted, with an unhappy expression: "Yi Shan, you silly boy, how many times have I told you, don't worry about it, why did you forget it?"

Yi Shan scratched his head in embarrassment.Gu Mutian shook his head with a smile, pointed to tomorrow with a mysterious face and said: "Tomorrow, whether Yan'er is really an unsolvable knot this time, everything depends on you. But, I have to say something ugly Up front, if I really lose a swallow, you will pay for it!"

"Ah?" Yi Shan said anxiously, "Miss Shangguan is dead, no matter how good my grandfather's medical skills are, he can't bring her back to life, right? How can my grandfather pay you a Miss Shangguan?"

Hearing the words tomorrow, he smiled lightly.Gu Mutian and the frontier old man burst out laughing.Pointing at Yi Shan, the old man in Bianjiang said with a smile: "Silly boy, don't interrupt if you don't know."

Yi Shan laughed.

"By the way," said tomorrow suddenly, "Master, do you know a girl named Jing?"

"Girl?" Gu Mutian blinked his eyes inexplicably, "I don't know any girl."

"Then, the origin of the dragon soul and phoenix blood, has Master ever told others about it?" asked tomorrow.

"Oh?" The old man on the frontier realized something, "Is it that girl who speaks strangely?"

"Oh, tomorrow, when you ask me that, I think of a girl. Hmph, I get angry when I mention her!" Gu Mutian's childish face wrinkled, like a ball of snow-white cotton, "There are such weird people in the world, It's even more stubborn than my Gu Mutian! It's really unreasonable!"

"Hahahaha!" The old man in Bianjiang burst into laughter, "Old man, I have advised you a long time ago, don't keep saying 'love is the best in the world', look, you finally met someone who doesn't buy it! Hahaha!"

Gu Mutian's eyes rolled, and he smiled: "So what, didn't she go anyway? I think that girl is stubborn, and deliberately competed with us!"

"You," the frontier old man pointed at Gu Mutian and said with a smile, "You have such a bad temper!"

Suddenly a strange white light pierced the night sky like lightning, the old man in frontier was startled and turned his head to look out the window.I saw a catastrophe in the sky coming directly towards tomorrow's natal star, and I couldn't help worrying: "Tomorrow, your catastrophe is approaching."

Tomorrow's expression darkened: "I know."

"A star will rush in on the day of your suffering. If you don't care about it, you will be safe." The old man on the frontier said, "It's just, can you pass this test in your heart..."

"This star apprentice has also noticed it," said tomorrow, "but master, the person who blocked the disaster for me is an innocent person. The so-called parental heart of a doctor, how can this disciple refuse to save me?"

"The star came in a strange way, and it is doomed to be ill-fated. It will be a matter of time before it disappears. If you let nature take its course, you can survive this catastrophe, and its disaster will also end. And once you rescue it, the ending will be worse than before. It's even more unpredictable." The frontier old man looked solemn, "It's difficult to have both, so you must think carefully before making a move."

Tomorrow showed a look of embarrassment: "Master, is there really no other way?"

"Hey," the old man in Bianjiang sighed: "You and I, Uncle Gu, are people outside the world. The world belongs to you young people. There are many things that we should not care about. Do it yourself."

Tomorrow had no choice but to nod: "Understood."

Holding tomorrow's hand, the old man in Bianjiang said earnestly, "Before I leave, let me remind you one more thing: Your disaster is approaching, so be careful, and don't push yourself in everything."

Tomorrow choked with sobs: "Disciple would like to obey the master's order."

"Let's go, Grandpa Bianjiang." Gu Mutian tugged the old man Bianjiang's sleeve.

The old man in Bianjiang patted tomorrow's hand reluctantly, sighed again, turned and left.

"Respectfully send off master and uncle."

"Frontier...Grandpa?" Gao Yishan was puzzled.

Tomorrow raised his right hand, waved it lightly, Gao Yishan nodded, and pushed Tomorrow to the window.

In the dark night sky, the stars are particularly conspicuous.The calamity star is approaching more and more menacingly, besides his natal star, he also has two lives tied to him.For the other two stars, one of them has dim light and is already doomed; the other one is in a more dangerous situation, but it shines brightly.I think the owner of the second star should be in the prime of life. Wouldn't it be a pity if he died prematurely because of him?

"The star came in a strange way, and it is doomed to have a long way to go. It will be a matter of time before it disappears. If you let nature take its course, you can survive this catastrophe, and its disaster will also end."

"Tomorrow, you must be careful, and don't force yourself in everything."

Thinking of the instructions of the old man in frontier, tomorrow's brows frowned even tighter.

Is it sacrificing others to protect yourself?Or sacrifice yourself to save others?

Confucius said to achieve benevolence, and Meng said to obtain righteousness.Thinking from the perspective of right and wrong, there is no doubt about sacrificing one's life for righteousness.However, who can do this without hesitation?

He has not yet repaid his master's kindness of nurturing, he has not yet recognized his biological parents, he still has a beloved woman in his heart, and he still has many things to do.After all, he is just an ordinary person!

What's more, the master said that this star is doomed to have a lot of troubles. If you don't care about it, its disaster will end accordingly, so that you will not experience all kinds of disasters and sufferings in the future.However, even if the fate of the owner of this star is rough, should he be deprived of his right to live because of this?Pain is only for the living, isn't it?

Is there really no other way?If he insists on acting according to the original plan and insists on saving innocent people, will the final outcome be more dangerous than previously expected?

"Master, what's the matter with you?" Gao Yishan asked worriedly.

Clenching his fists slightly tomorrow, he closed his eyes tightly without saying a word.After a long time, Ouyang Mingri opened his eyes, and finally opened his mouth with a hoarse voice.

"Yi Shan, prepare a good tomb for me tomorrow."

On Jing Hua's side, although her personal freedom is restricted, she still eats three meals a day.Considering that the room is quite big, if you are really tired, you can run around the room a few times. If you are tired from running, you can still read, write, paint and so on. The four treasures of the study, the screen, the bookshelf, are all available.

Bored, Jing Hua picks up a copy of "The Book of Songs"---poof, it's all in big seal characters...Young Master Yue has a heavy taste!Forget it, it's no wonder Mr. Nongyue, the ancients knew all kinds of fonts.Traveling back to ancient times, you are simply half illiterate! ==

Thinking of this, Jing Hua lost interest, and put the "Book of Songs" back to its original place in disgrace.

Su Xiong propped his hands on the table, so bored that he fell asleep.Jing Hua stretched her waist, and began to think wildly.

What is the purpose of Mr. Yue Yue in arresting her?Can she still escape?Hey, pity her little art gallery that was strangled in the cradle...

"Huh?!" Su Xiong woke up suddenly, "Why did I fall asleep!"

"Go to sleep, there's nothing to do anyway." Jing Hua said.

Su Xiong stood up, shook his head vigorously, and said, "Don't sleep, wake up. Aunt Jin, what are you doing?"

"Su Xiong, can you write?" Jing Hua asked.

"Of course it will." Su Xiong said, "What's wrong?"

"Come here, I'll teach you how to write something."

Su Xiong walked to the desk and began to study the ink skillfully, asking while studying the ink, "Aunt Jin, what are you writing?"

"Delivery order."

"What is the delivery order?" Su Xiong asked.

"If we open an art gallery in the future, you will be the guy who delivers the paintings." Jing Hua said unhurriedly, "At that time, you will deliver them one by one according to the address of the customer, and after delivery, you will take this list for the customer to check. After the name and address are checked, they sign their own names. In this way, there will be no situation where the painting is received but it is not delivered.”

"I see," Su Xiong said, "then teach me how to write."

"Well, let's practice the format first. You write in the middle: Wang Xiaoer, No. 25 Xiafei Road, Pudong District, Shanghai."

Su Xiongjuan beautifully and neatly wrote a line of lowercase letters: "Received by Wang Xiaoer, No. [-], Xiafei Road, Pudong District, Shanghai."

"Yo, I really didn't see it, the handwriting is not bad!" Jing Hua couldn't help but praise.

Su Xiong blushed embarrassingly: "Aunt Jin taught well..."

"!!!" Jing Hua couldn't believe her ears, "You mean, I taught you your calligraphy?!?"

"Yes. You often scold me for being too motherly, and you are not satisfied no matter how I practice..."

According to this, Lady Jinhua is still a young man? ? ?

"Satisfied! How can you be dissatisfied!" Jing Hua said again and again, "Sure enough, the strong general has no weak soldiers, and the words written by the courier are so shocking. The grade of the art gallery has been directly raised by two levels! The future and money are bright. Aunt is optimistic about you!"

Su Xiong looked deeply at Jing Hua.After a long time, he opened his mouth and said, "Aunt Jin, you have treated me so well. Thank you."

Jing Hua was still obsessed with the life of the painter's petty bourgeoisie, and waved her hands excitedly: "No thanks. If you hang out with me, you'll have meat to eat! Haha!"

Who knows if you can't escape?Still, it's good to think about what to expect for the future.At least for this moment, I am very happy and satisfied.

People, there must always be some value that can be realized, and there must always be some future that can be hoped for.

That's the way to live, isn't it?

Now that the ink has been studied, it is better to simply draw a picture.

So, Jing Hua picked up the pen and started to improvise.First I drew a close-up view of a bird, and then sketched a few distant mountains at will.The overall frame came out, and the branches under the bird's feet and the extended trunk were finely patched.Then she filled in the blank space more fully, and finally mentioned the ancient poem she often heard in political class: "The forest is more quiet than the noise of cicadas, and the mountain is more secluded with singing birds."

Politics teachers often say, Jing Hua, if you don’t study fine arts, it’s good to major in philosophy. Teacher certificate, take an exam to become a teacher, how great it is.

At that time, her self-confidence was bursting, and she simply dismissed the matter of becoming a teacher in the examination system.As a result, he failed the college entrance examination, and the teacher asked him to repeat the grade, and advised her to put down her major and study cultural lessons, but she bluntly refused.Parents also thought that the school and major were not ideal, and they kept persuading her to study for another year, but she refused to give in to anything, and even nine cows could not get back her donkey temper.

She didn't know the importance of school quality and professional quality until she went to college, but it was too late.After graduating, it is hard to find a job, and the knowledge base has been abandoned a lot, and the preparation of the exam is done every year, but you just can't pass the exam.It has been more than three years since I graduated, and I haven't even passed the exam for the teacher qualification certificate.If you had listened to the teacher and studied philosophy or ideological and political education, you might have stood in the classroom, faced with a group of lovely students, and painted them on the blackboard "Birdsong Mountain is more secluded"!

Now that I think about it, I really echoed the old saying - if you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer in front of your eyes.

Thinking of this, Jing Hua couldn't help sighing.Putting away the pen, he picked up the painting and sighed: "If I knew today, why bother..."

Su Xiong's face turned pale, and he spit out three words stiffly: "Du-cuckoo-bird."