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Chapter 891 The deceased and Shi Jing, the wedding dress from the unknown fire

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    As a person who has escaped from vulgar interests, Qin Yang will not ask with a calm face when others obviously have no intention of saying anything, so he didn't intend to ask what Soi Ying did.

    Soi Ying, this stinky and shameless mouth, directly exhales fragrance, so why not just change the topic obviously.

    Just after I said a few words here, the ugly chicken came with an army of aliens again, a group of strange-looking guys, laughing and making a fuss.

    Qin Yang was also happy to enjoy the noise, at least he could feel alive.

    Dying once will indeed bring a lot of changes to people.

    Day by day, no large-scale invasion appeared, and small-scale infiltration has not yet been discovered. The surroundings of the sacred tree, especially the root system of the sacred tree, have been carefully sorted out.

    The space of the pot beam, with the blessing of the Great Winning God Dynasty, is improving in an orderly manner in all aspects, and it will only be more difficult to infiltrate it in the future.

    Of course, it will also become difficult to penetrate from this pot beam to other places.

    Except for the dog stuff with permissions.

    Qin Yang quite likes this kind of life, and there is no need to rush and hold on to every moment of time in practice. The stronger the cultivation base, the higher the realm, and the proportion of comprehension, enlightenment, and epiphany will be higher and higher.

    Simply increasing strength is no longer enough to cross the boundaries of realms.

    If this kind of life can continue, Qin Yang feels that it is best to live for tens of thousands of years, or even a hundred thousand years. When his lifespan is exhausted, he can accept his death with peace of mind, and then go to the realm of the dead  Make a fuss about it.

    By that time, the Realm of the Dead must have evolved completely.

    The moonlight is like water, and everything is silent.

    Qin Yang sat in the backyard of the renovated shop, recalling how he felt when he stood here for the first time.

    In the trembling, with an indescribable sense of accomplishment, at that time, I still had time to think about it, and built a special platform for flowerpots by the east wall.

    Although I didn't have time to grow flowers later, it was because of entertaining customers. After the ground was compacted, a lot of materials were used to make it waterproof, odor-proof and anti-corrosion. There are still materials buried under the ground that can absorb the smell of blood.

    There are also fragments of the anti-corrosion circle designed by myself back then, which are still buried underground.

    ? Even if we entertain a lot of customers who never ask for anything and are very talkative, this place is definitely the cleanest place in Qinglin City and even the whole Huliang, clean in every sense.

    After warming a pot of light rice wine, and pairing it with some of his own hair cakes, Qin Yang raised his glass to Mingyue.

    "Respect Mingyue."

    A light and elegant fragrance came, and she sat down at the stone table in a casual wedding dress.

    "Try it. This season, in my hometown, I have to eat these things. I didn't like to eat them before, but now I think they are not bad."

    Didn't ask about the wedding dress, isn't your hometown right here? She just twisted a piece of hair cake and tasted it carefully.

    "It's the taste of my hometown. It may not be the best in the eyes of others, but it can't be replaced by any delicacies from mountains and seas."

    "It's true. I used to like spicy food, but now I think sweet food is good." Qin Yang said while pouring a glass of wine for the wedding dress.

    "Try it. I made it from the most common glutinous rice. I ran thousands of miles and exchanged it with a farmer for corn."

    The wedding dress is sipping rice wine, eating fat cakes, and chatting with Qin Yang first, not about cultivation, but about food, about his hometown, and listening to Qin Yang say that there are several noodles he has eaten.  Baizhong, who loves deep frying, eats it when it gets angry. Later, after practicing, he is not afraid of getting angry, but the taste is missing for some reason.

    A plate of hair cakes that I dislike the most, but now I have eaten half of the plate with gusto, and I feel a little tipsy even with the weak rice wine.

    It was late at night in a flash, and the wedding dress squinted her eyes, listening to Qin Yang's bragging. She liked this very relaxing feeling very much. It had nothing to do with status, strength, or practice. Everything became pure.

    People cannot live just for practice.

    Gradually, the world became quieter and quieter, the low-sounding insects also went to rest, and the chilly night wind became quieter.

    The two held their heads up together, looking at the bright moon in the sky, folded and shining like a jade plate, and no one spoke.

    After a long time, the wedding dress looked at the bright moon obsessively, and murmured in a low voice.

    "The moonlight is so beautiful"

    Qin Yang stared intently at the bright moon, frowning slightly, stretched out his hand, and pointed to the moon.

    "Do you feel that today's monthp; Qin Yang laughed a little, Qin Youde still has a day when his credibility will be doubted.

    "Let's go, don't go to sea these days, there will be storms."

    Qin Yang shook his head and disappeared in place.

    The young man put the jade talisman into his arms, looked around nervously, and after confirming that there was no one there, he ran away all the way. He walked westward for more than 30 miles along the mountain depression, and then turned back east again after making a big circle.  After dozens of miles, I returned to a small fishing village by the sea.

    Qin Yang stood high in the sky, looking at this young man, inexplicably wanting to see more.

    A cautious young man, just like him back then.

    He is still a master from the ancient underworld who passed away, and he has something to do with the past, but Qin Yang has always been considered to be the reincarnation of the Fujun. Although it was finally confirmed that he was not, the feeling is still the same.

    The young man is now an independent person with a brand new life, but he is still dragged into the past. If he had not had good luck, he would have lost his life long ago and become a mortal undead who cannot appear in the realm of the dead for the time being.

    According to the development of the novel, the gears of fate turn, and the teenager will be forced to enter the world of practice, and finally find out the truth bit by bit, in order not to be controlled, and become the mortal enemy of the ancient underworld.

    As for why it is the ancient underworld, it goes without saying.

    That Shi Jing was not the work of the lord, but the handiwork of Emperor Fengdu. Even if it was their subordinates, the pot was still the work of these two melon skins.

    Qin Yang now wants to see what this boy will do next.

    Thinking of this, Qin Yang suddenly understood why those high-ranking bosses would become indifferent after reaching a certain level, and would instinctively ignore the thoughts of all creatures whose status did not match them.

    Just like now, something oozing from Qin Yang's fingers is enough for this young man to embark on the road of cultivation and become a prestigious master.

    Every move may change the fate of the other party, and it will become difficult to maintain the heart and face it squarely.

    Qin Yang secretly alerted himself, set a small goal, and didn't want to become the person he hated before, but only wanted to let this process come a little slower, a little slower, and maintain a bottom line.

    He came to the sky above the small fishing village, watched quietly, looked at the boy, and returned to an ordinary fisherman boy.

    Qin Yang saw that he secretly took the bottle of jade liquid that he had obtained in Qin Yang three times before, and thought that was the case, but Qin Yang saw that he gave all the rest to his dependent mother.

    He is very diligent and filial. The family can eat enough, but his life is not good, but it can be seen that he is quite satisfied, and he does not want to go out to seek immortality just because he has seen strong people who come and go  Asked, he is still in this small fishing village, very down-to-earth.

    Qin Yang watched quietly, watching the days go by day by day, very boring days, but Qin Yang felt another thing, something that the monks were about to throw away.

    He now personally understands why the stronger the monk, the more difficult it is for him to learn the one-character formula.

    Qin Yang hangs up the phone on one side, but on the other side, the wedding dress is in an unknown fire, and the fire is very big.

    At that time, the stone mirror reflected the bright moon, and with the power of the bright moon, the force of the falling force, all the creatures that were drawn were on the pot beam, and now the wedding dress has pulled out all these creatures one by one.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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