Chapter 79 Returning From Mount Tai

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The rain kept hitting the surroundings. They fell from the sky onto the girl's red umbrella, and then fell from all sides of the umbrella, forming a rain curtain.

The girl under the umbrella has a smile as bright as a flower.

A smart woman probably only becomes stupid when facing the man she likes.

Obviously, the veteran in front of him is definitely not this one.

In the face of the girl’s counterattack,

The old man just smiled.

lower your head,

The soles of my shoes stepped on the puddles, causing a lot of water splashes.

"Why did you come?" asked the old Taoist.

The girl didn't answer.

"It seems that your father is really ready to kill the family out of righteousness?"

The girl still didn't answer.

The old man scratched his already wet hair, took a step forward, and continued walking forward.

The girl continued to hold the umbrella and walked in her direction.

The distance between the two sides hasn't widened very far yet,

The old Taoist stopped, waved his hand and said:

"You know him well?"

The girl stopped,

To be honest,

She doesn't really know her,

If you really understand him,

It’s not like I was ruthlessly thrown away by that man twice,

to the end,

Even when I came out of my resting place, I was already marked with the countdown to my life.

Whether it was in Mount Emei before or at the door of the bookstore a while ago, she actually lost both times she came. Not only did she lose, she also suffered serious losses.

Every time, I folded most of myself here.

After folding it several times in a row, I almost lost it.

But, fortunately, my time is running out anyway.

The sword is already hanging in front of the man's eyes, and the time it will fall is tonight or tomorrow morning.

I guess,

This rain, this typhoon,

It’s not over yet, it’s not gone yet,

This sword,

It will fall.

The next one is myself. Time is running out and the time of the other person is running out. It is impossible to say that negative or negative is positive, but many things can actually be said to be indifferent.

"I understand better than you."

"Really?" A smile appeared on the old Taoist's face.

"real."

"Then do you think he will die?"

"He's going to die."

The girl answered directly without any hesitation.

The old man licked his tongue. He wanted to take himself as an example, but as the girl said before, he himself was not an example at all.

This feeling makes people feel a little unhappy. It is obvious that they have succeeded, but after all they have not been able to get the flowers and applause that successful people deserve.

On the contrary, he made himself look like Kong Yiji.

A circle of people surrounded me, just laughing that I was dead,

No matter how much money you spend, or how many ways you can write the word "death",

It's no use.

perhaps,

The biggest problem is,

He may be a little unsure himself.

"You won't survive either." The old Taoist sighed.

The girl ignored it and continued to walk away, taking steps forward.

"I am, his daughter."

"But he is the master!"

The old Taoist immediately turned his head and looked at the girl's back,

His shouts seemed a bit fragmented on this typhoon and rainy night.

"He is the master, and he has set these rules for this world. Why do you women always like to be so naive?"

Maybe it was the last bit of reluctance, or the last question.

At this time, Lao Dao seemed to be a little different from his usual demeanor, but he really couldn't care about it, and he didn't intend to care about these things anymore.

Previously, when the work was completed, Ksitigarbha showed off in front of him;

Just now, while walking back home, this girl stabbed herself again!

Both humans and ghosts are showing off, only Mr. Fu is being beaten!

How could this old Taoist continue to maintain his inner peace?

What's more, he is not a calm master at all.

"He is dead, but he will still be alive." The girl turned her head and looked at the old man who was soaked in the rain. "If he is alive, it will be easier."

The old Taoist was stunned for a moment,

At their level,

Many words,

It’s really clear in just one point,

Under the Xuanyuan sword,

The Eight Immortals crossed the sea, each showing his magical powers.

Whatever you can think of, others have probably thought about it, and whatever others have tried, you have probably thought deeply about it.

In the end, it is a major matter related to one's own survival. No one really dares not to take it seriously.

When the girl talks about "him" and "him", one refers to Ying Gou and the other refers to "Zhou Ze".

If you win the hook, you will die.

But there is a high probability,

Zhou Ze will survive.

And the girl's goal is Zhou Ze.

She was just following Zhou Ze,

Wait for that

The sword comes down,

Waiting for that sword to kill the man she loves and hates most in her life,

Then,

She will pick up the survivor of the sword,

You can say it is a piece of armor, or you can say it is a piece of clothing.

What she wants to do,

Just wear him on your body.

Xuanyuan Sword is her father’s sword;

Zhou Ze is a man who has just survived from the sword;

At the moment, she has no real body. As one of the ancestors of zombies, it really doesn't matter to her whether the body exists or not.

The physical body is nothing more than a skin.

His father's sword, plus the body and soul of Zhou Ze who had just survived the sword.

With these two things in hand,

She probably has a better chance of surviving.

You can say that it is a bit wishful thinking, but you have to say that it is indeed a method.

It’s not that no one has thought about this method, but even if they have thought about it, it’s useless.

Because there is a key point that only she can satisfy,

That is,

She is the daughter of Huangdi!

You can say that this method is ridiculous because it is not 100% successful, but under Xuanyuan Sword, no one has the right to laugh at anyone.

"I'm not, can it be okay?"

The old man pointed at his face.

The girl held an umbrella and smiled broadly, as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world.

"I said, you are already...dead."

The old Taoist also laughed,

I simply squatted in the puddle.

Like an old man suffering from Alzheimer's disease,

He slapped the puddle with one hand, like a naughty boy having fun regardless of his mother's punishment later, and said with a smile:

"How did you know that bookstore owner would survive?"

Hearing this,

The girl was silent,

Not only was he silent, but his expression also turned cold.

The old man had asked her before if she knew him.

In fact, she really doesn't understand her.

But she was able to suffer bloody defeats and heart-breaking heartbreaks again and again.

To prove something,

It proved what the status of the man named Zhou Ze was in his heart.

This comes from a woman’s intuition, and women’s intuition in this area is natural;

She can clearly sense who her competitors are.

win hook,

will keep him alive,

She firmly believes that

She is sure!

"He will survive."

And if you win Gou, that man will die.

The end of his vigorous life.

And once that man dies, the remaining person named Zhou Ze,

After losing the power to win the hook,

he,

What does it matter?

An ordinary person?

To put it nicely, a zombie?

But what do zombies mean to her?

"You want to stop me?"

The girl asked the old man.

The old Taoist shook his head and said, "The debt between me and him has been eliminated."

The implication is that he will not interfere.

"good."

The girl continued to move forward holding an umbrella.

The old man sat down with his back against the telephone pole. Anyway, his body was already wet, so there was nothing he couldn't let go of.

After the girl's back had disappeared into the rain curtain in front of her,

The old Taoist laughed again.

"They all think they are very smart."

After sighing,

The old man raised his head,

The light from the street lamp was a bit dazzling, and the heavy rain surrounding it made the light of the street lamp somewhat scattered, creating an effect similar to a moon halo.

In this mist,

The old man seemed to have seen many people, but he did not let his thoughts stop here.

He reached out and patted his chin, then supported the ground and stood up again.

He started walking back,

this road,

Someone is walking forward,

And he,

It goes against them.

The living move forward, the dead move backward;

Fortunately, after walking for so long, the bookstore is finally in front of us.

Through the glass, Lawyer An saw Lao Dao soaking in the rain outside. He immediately rushed out with an umbrella to protect Lao Dao from the rain.

The umbrella was all covering Lao Dao's body, and the shirt on Lawyer An's body had long been soaked.

The old Taoist did not rush in, but looked at Lawyer An and asked:

"Have you ever held an umbrella for me before?"

"No." Lawyer An seemed very sincere.

In his previous life, he was a rich young man in Guangzhou. He was busy playing and playing and living in extravagance all day long. He didn't understand the meaning of life until his father passed away and his family fell behind.

But it is true that the child wants to be raised but cannot be kept close to him.

The old Taoist nodded,

Lawyer An added: "Isn't this just to earn a living?"

Pat a horse

Farts are for food. After all, there is probably no one in this world who is really born to be mean and likes to flatter someone.

The veteran's eyes swept across the people in the room, and finally fell on Lawyer An's face.

He put his hand on Lawyer An's shoulder and patted it.

Lawyer An felt as if his bones were getting stiffer.

Immediately afterwards,

The old Taoist turned his head again and looked at the dark rain curtain behind him.

road:

"Your boss, that's where you're going."

"Um."

The old man stretched out his hand and touched his face, then finally opened the door and walked in.

Everyone in the bookstore, except Yingying, who accompanied the boss out, is all here.

When the old man came in, everyone's eyes naturally followed the old man.

Lao Dao didn't care that he was already wet. Of course, the staff of the bookstore wouldn't mind if he stained the floor. He just let Lao Dao drag the water stains away and walked to the painting again.

The old hands caressed the scroll.

Lips, a little chapped.

When Ksitigarbha ascended to heaven, he was given a knife;

The girl from before also gave him a knife;

Xuanyuan Sword actually gave him a blow.

but……

"I'm not dead!"

The old Taoist suddenly made a rich voice!

This sound,

made everyone in the bookstore pale. The aura of the Lord of the Mansion was too heavy for them to bear, even though the Lord of the Mansion did not deliberately target them.

Then,

the old Taoist sighed,

as if the previous splendor was just the last bit of unwillingness to vent, like...a flash of light.

"Alas,

I just,

missed you..."

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