Full fidelity, not accumulation of objects.
People come here every day... a sect with no rules to speak of.
In a dilapidated cave, a teenage boy with long hair and waist length sat in the top stone chair and closed his eyes.
What's his name? He has been in this place for nearly ten years. It seems that he has been in this place for twenty years. This year, he may be eighteen years old or more. I can't remember how old he is.
Many years ago, it seemed a little long. Because Old Xia (Xia Liuqing) didn't like him being with Grandma Jin (Jin Feng), he found reasons to turn him out.
There was no sunlight in the cave, so it was gloomy. The dim light hit his face, and his cheeks could be vaguely seen. His long hair blocked his face, but Larry's stubble beard could also be seen.
"Da da da da!" The footsteps formed by the touch of high-heeled shoes and stones sounded, adding a bit of weirdness to the gloomy cave.
A pair of red eyes, floating in mid air.
"Da Da Da!" A tall girl appeared in front of He Ming, her eyes slightly flashing red, the upper part of her white shirt, the lower part of her super short jeans.
The legs are really long, which makes many girls envy.
"Hello~handsome boy~" The girl's voice is extremely seductive, and her body still emits pink qi, which is beyond the control of a man.
He Ming flashed Yuan Tao's words in his head, "Here you are, ask him the question on the note when the new man comes, so maybe you can find a wife."
Recalling the contents of the note, he said expressionless: "Name, gender, height, circumference, family situation, marital status."
"......" I have seen many people. It is the first time I have seen the registered permanent residence.
"Her name is Xia He." As she said, the woman came to him step by step. "The handsome guy has a crush on the little girl..."
He Ming shook his head decisively, "No."
"......" The footsteps stopped suddenly.
The blood color in Xia He's eyes no longer exists, and the original pink color is restored.
She squinted at the person in front of her. She was very young and looked about the same age as the white haired Taoist priest. However, the white haired Taoist priest gave people a sense of purity of mind and few desires, and the white haired Taoist priest was a good man. Thanks to him, he saved himself, although
The man in front has no aura, but he is not affected by his own constitution. He must also be a strong man!
Xia He hastily gave He Ming a good man card.
"Can you make a friend?" Xia He lost her charm in her voice.
"Friend, what is it?" He Ming looked up and asked, as if he didn't know it existed.
Under the candlelight, He Ming's eyes are shining with strange light.
"... that is, people who can play together are called friends."
"Like Snow White and Prince?" Old Xia always told him fairy tales before.
"......" So Snow White and the prince are friends.
Xia He, who never listens to fairy tales, said, "Yes, I am."
"Oh, let's go."
Xia He asked, "Are we friends?"
"Hmm."
Xia He turns around and plans to leave. He Ming suddenly reminds him: "The taste of Qi is too strong and seductive. Please protect yourself."
Xia He looked back, "Thank you." Just like the white haired Taoist.
Then he walked to the door without looking back, "Da Da Da Da!" The sound of high heels went from near to far, and finally disappeared into the darkness.
"Ha~" He Ming yawned in boredom.
"The smell just now is very fragrant, but it's a little strong..."
It's really boring here, but he doesn't want to go out.
Yes, he is not a man of the world. He forgot many things before. He only remembered that he drove into the river and then gradually sank into the bottom of the river.
Wake up and come to this world, as if that's all.
It's boring and boring. I used to play with Han Dan for a while, or refine things for fun. Now I can only stay here.
I can't help it. If I go out, I can't find the north.
The last time I went out and stayed in another mountain 20 kilometers away for two weeks, I was finally found. The little bear on that mountain still played with him although the big bear was reluctant.
He Ming took out a small iron flashlight from his pocket, which was about the same size as the ten yuan ones in the canteen, but this was specially made by He Ming.
The outside of the flashlight is only covered with delicate patterns of cedar flowers. The head position is protruding, which is heavier than the ordinary flashlight.
He Ming tried to inject his Qi into the flashlight, and then a white laser shot from it.
This flashlight is made of one's own energy, which is barely usable, but it is a waste of time to refine the tool.
Even some weapon smelters have spent their whole lives never producing a magic weapon.
For example, Yuan Tao only practiced a few chocolate beans for most of his life.
He Ming kept playing with the flashlight and began to be dazed.
Six years later.
He Ming is already twenty-four.
"Shua! Bang!" He Ming got up and swept with the laser. Suddenly, there was a fog in front of him, dust was flying in the dark cave, and his eyes were red.
[Come on! Destroy and let everything go!]
A low, sinister voice sounded in the ears of He Ming.
He Ming covered his forehead, and his expression was a little painful, "Uh uh..."
"Damn it." He Ming's consciousness is a little clear. Whenever he is angry, there is always a voice haunting him.
"Cough!" Cough sounded.
A short figure appeared in the fog, and the voice was particularly vicissitudes. "Why are you tearing down your house again?"
"Here you are." He asked.
He Ming releases Qi and spreads it.
"Whew --" The dust gradually dissipated.
Gong Qing took the lunch box in his hand, "I'm here to deliver the meal."
………
"Pickling!" He Ming quickly solved the problem.
After eating, he patted his stomach with satisfaction and asked, "Is Dragon and Tiger Mountain fun?"
He is a little sensitive to the three words "Dragon and Tiger Mountain", although he has never been there.
"Well, it's the place where a group of old Taoists stay," Gong Qing replied as he cleaned up the mess.
At any rate, he is also a deputy leader, but now he has become a food deliverer. It's really an ill fated journey.
After cleaning up, Gong Qing asked, "What name, do you want to see the events outside?"
"Hmm." He Ming nodded.
Gong Qing said, "The outside world has changed a lot. You can go out and play. Don't always stay in the sunless cave."
He Ming nodded, "Oh, I'll go out after a while."
"Hmm." Gong Qing took his lunch box out of the cave and looked back at it before leaving.
"Grand Master, has Master Tian really not slept for decades?" The Taoist boy in dark blue asked the old heavenly master.
The old Tianshi narrowed his eyes and said, "Yes... I'm too busy to sleep. I haven't slept since Lao Tian was injured. It's been decades."
At night, a man in a room sat cross legged in bed, his head swayed from side to side, and when he was about to fall asleep, he immediately stared at his red eyes.
……
Gong Qing is chatting with Xiao Hei.
Xiao Hei is the leader of all natures and calls himself "Prime Minister in Black".
"The children left without roots? Are you kidding?" Gong Qing was shocked.
Xiaohei nodded and said: "You know, Grandma Jinfeng is also an old lady. In fact, I don't believe... She's a little old... I think her grandson is about the same."
A rootless son? grandson?
"Say, did he have a wife..."
Xiaohei: "I don't know..."
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Ps: Facts have proved that writing without an outline simply depends on feelings, which is fatal. So I wrote an outline and began to change the text. Then, the article will have some differences. Another is the author's student dog, who writes his homework in the early morning every day, and almost dies after one day. But I will try my best to update and catch up with the progress.
