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Vol 3 Chapter 475: Zhou's Mine

"It seems almost over."

The head monk said while holding his ears with his little thumb, and then put his finger to his mouth and blew.

"For a long time."

The dark girl was very unhappy and continued:

"People who invite guests let the guests wait at the door for so long, they really don't understand politeness at all.

The flowers in my flower garden are on time than they are, and they bloom whenever they should. "

"Hey, there aren't many people left for the guests."

The monk with skin head stood up and stretched out.

"Ok?"

"Wait again, when the inside is completely over, let's consider whether to go in and visit the new owner.

This Xuzhou underground,

It has changed color. "

"Discolored? Does it all mean to die?"

"Almost, but there is something interesting. The man who chopped the three corpses inside seemed to have a problem."

"You Taoists and Buddhists are just strange, and there are many tossing and twisting."

"There are not many twists and turns. How can you let people study for a lifetime, that is, let you keep circling inside, it seems that you understand a lot, but in fact you still don't understand anything.

When you plant your mother-in-law, you are actually chopping off your past, but you didn't find it. "

"Since this is the case, if I want to slash three corpses or remove the demons one day, wouldn't it be enough if I just plant a monk like you or find another bull's nose and plant it?"

Suddenly, the head monk shuddered,

With both hands on one face piously said:

"Amitabha, Amitabha."

The monk is really scared,

Because he felt,

At first, this girl probably said something similar to her mother-in-law,

However, the monk felt that her mother-in-law might have thought that she was a cute and simple childlike,

Maybe she touched her head and smiled at her,

When I was buried in the soil and planted,

Perhaps her mother-in-law realized that the girl was not talking.

Patted the sleeves,

Organized the cassocks,

The monk with skin head looks a little solemn,

"Are you going in?"

The swarthy girl shook her head and said, "When the inventory was being prepared for delivery to the orderer, I discovered that the plantation in Tongcheng was actually destroyed."

"Ah, that was a long time ago?"

"Yeah, but I forgot. People need to plant so many flowers and plants every day. How can they remember so many things?"

"No, the poor monk remembered that the poor monk reminded you at the time. The paper avatar that the poor monk left there was destroyed. The retreat of the poor monk is eliminated."

"Oh, is there?"

"The poor monk remembers you sent someone to investigate."

"Oh, is there?"

"Have!"

"Then I forgot, you know, I have to plant so many people every day, and I think one or two people are missing. I thought it was because I had grown more carelessly. How could I remember all of them."

"call…………"

The monk with skin head sighed with relief,

He decides,

Later, where this girl was, he immediately retreated, and would definitely not join her.

Otherwise, you don't know when you are planted.

…………

Why, why, why?

Chop,

Why don't you cut it!

Why not cut it!

The man in the black hoodie stood at the back, squeezing his fists tightly, hoping to rush up and twist the heads of the two men together.

But the fountain pen, the **** fountain pen, began to tremble with excitement like a medicine.

The pain on the wound is second,

Even if it is the soul's shelling, he can bear it,

The key is,

He sensed the ridicule and gloating sentiment from the pen,

It seems to be intentionally responding to what he said to it before.

it,

Mocking himself!

Does it make sense,

Does it make sense!

At this time, the two people who were sitting on the road were standing together,

It looks like the symposium on salted fish is over,

The two reached an important consensus, achieved significant exchange results, and had a better understanding of bilateral relations.

Zhou Ze stood on the spot,

Watching the person in front of me slowly approaching,

The crowd is turbulent,

The two-person portrait is a separate alternative.

He walked towards himself,

Walked into myself again.

To the end,

Gradually began to merge with himself.

At the end of the fusion,

The man seems to have left a sentence:

"Stop here, wake up..."

The sound of words,

Dissipated with the wind,

Dissipated together,

There is that same self.

This time, it was not killing or destroying, but a fusion.

Like two sides of a salted fish,

It is still salted fish.

Superimposed changes without power,

For Zhou Ze,

This dream,

More like a thought,

It's a re-selection.

He still chose himself now, chose his current life,

When the distance is too far away,

It is no longer so difficult to accept.

Zhou Ze likes this sentence very much. It is said that this is what Gao Xiaosong's mother said, and then Gao Xiaosong wrote it into the song.

There are fewer and fewer people on the street,

It seems that the pedestrian street, which is very popular at the moment, has also started to decline.

Heavenly,

It started to snow,

Fewer people,

The snow is bigger.

Zhou Ze lowered his head and stayed for a while. When he raised his head again, the idle people on the street disappeared.

Around the ring gauge,

Very clear, obviously,

As if this vast land is white,

Only you and yourself are left.

Not far from the win hook, there was also a stall for roasted sweet potatoes. The stall owner was gone, but there were still hot white smoke from the two gasoline barrels.

Win hook is wearing a black sweater,

Most of his face was hidden under the brim.

The two stared at each other for a long time,

Win Road:

"Don't go yet?"

It's a pity to slash the three corpses, but it's also a shame.

The number of Dayan is fifty, it uses forty to nine, and escapes to one.

perhaps,

Consummation itself is a kind of dissatisfaction.

Zhou Ze touched his pocket and forgot, without cigarettes.

But here is a dream,

I touched my pocket again,

He found a pack of cigarettes.

In a dream, there is this benefit.

Take out two cigarettes,

Zhou Ze lost one to the winning hook standing across the road,

The winning hook missed,

The cigarette fell at his feet.

He squeezed his fist,

The body is trembling,

Obviously, anger was suppressed to the extreme.

This intellectual disability,

he,

He handed him a cigarette?

coffee,

newspaper,

Add sugar,

Add another cigarette?

Win Hook looked up,

So that most of his face is exposed,

Because of the coexistence of souls,

The face of Ying Gou is exactly the same as Zhou Ze's now. Of course, this is just a form of expression.

"Do you believe it or not, make me anxious, trying to pull you to end with me?"

"I believe."

"Snapped!"

Zhou Ze lit the smoke with a lighter,

Spit out a smoke ring.

"Oh, but when you really plan to pull me down together, you won't say it."

Win hook eyes slightly condensed.

Zhou Ze reached out and shook his ashes, and continued:

"Many people are envious of lazy and aimless life and want to be a salted fish;

But they have the pressure of life, the pressure of family, the pressure of secular ethics;

They are intent, but involuntarily.

The ones that can really be comfortable salted fish are basically mine. "

Win hook listened quietly, silently.

"Think about it differently. Fortunately, there is a you inside me, otherwise I can't be so comfortable this day."

Zhou Ze went straight to the door,

Oh no,

It is a shame to start directly.

Chopping three corpses was not completely successful, but it was not without gain.

"Hey, did you know that our bookstore has a lawyer who likes to give chicken blood.

I just experienced a handful of his feelings, sitting across from me to see how I felt while basking in the sun.

But since Xiezhi was out at the door of the Public Security Bureau that night,

He never said anything to me again. "

Zhou Ze shrugged,

Pointing at the win hook,

"The reason, you know."

Win hook still don't speak,

He was so angry that he could not speak.

"With you in my body, I'm just a little bit more comfortable, but I have to be a bit salty,

Isn't it too sorry for yourself? "

I dropped my cigarette butts,

I stepped on the ground and stepped on it,

Even in a dream,

Boss Zhou also observes public morality.

The last time I didn’t wait for the red light to cross the sidewalk, I was shocked by the relics. It was too big.

"Done talking?"

Win asked.

"No, there is another sentence."

Zhou Ze beckoned to win:

"Ann."

…………

The woman in leather pants looked at Zhou Ze in fright,

She forgot to resist,

Also forgot to resist,

Even ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ She didn't even have the courage to take a shot.

Already fate,

She has been completely conquered by fear, lashed over and over again, at this time she has not collapsed, it is already commendable.

Zhou Ze walked to her,

The two are opposite,

Less than a decimetre away.

Women in leather pants can sense the humidity and temperature of Zhou Ze’s breath on his face,

And she,

But subconsciously held his breath,

Even this,

Don't dare to offend him!

Zhou Ze leaned her head over the shoulder of the woman in leather pants,

The female body in leather pants shook,

Still dare not move,

Originally a delicate and tasteful face,

At this time, it was already stained with tears.

Afraid,

helpless,

Who can think of,

Ghost difference actually has this kind of emotion?

after all,

Everyone has died once.

however,

The expected attack and pain did not appear,

"Snapped!"

The woman in leather pants felt that she was tightly wrapped in the leather pants, and the position of the rounded up and rounded was severely patted,

Meat waves billowing.

The man chuckled:

"Don't say,

Women wear leather pants, and they feel pretty. "

The female in leather pants summoned the last bit of courage,

Slightly sideways,

Found this scary man,

Actually opened his eyes at this time,

It's no longer like sleepwalking with eyes closed like before.

"Yingying!"

Zhou Ze shouted to Yingying across the pond.

"What's the matter, boss!"