Chapter 1220

Only by concentrating and concentrating, can we achieve excellence in doing something.

So is learning kung fu.

With such a powerful teacher as the old man, even if Mr. Fang used half his perseverance to study martial arts, Xiumin Toyoda, who is known as the first expert of Oriental culture, could only be cut like a kitchen knife in front of him.

But that guy always feels that it's too hard to practice martial arts. If he can be lazy, he will be lazy. However, he is quite optimistic about the promising craft of stealing things, which has created his reputation of "stealing saints".

"Disturbed by him -- since the boy was 14 years old, he looked at Kunlun, who was several years younger than him, and couldn't change it after beating him several times. As a result, Kunlun, which is not very talented, can only stop outside the threshold of super first-class experts. What a pity, alas. "

The old man sighed bitterly and shook his white head: "Kunlun, it's hard to have such a senior brother. She didn't know that after she was provoked, the guy soon treated her as a brother. He was destined to make her sad all her life. I didn't want to see it again. That's why I pretended to be dead and wanted to be free. But unexpectedly, that bastard threw all his anger on Kunlun and left her. "

"Why didn't he think about it? Why should a girl in Kunlun be addicted to alcohol? Isn't it because this bastard ignores her true feelings every time, and his heart is depressed. He wants to use wine to relieve his worries. As a result, he is more worried? "

The old man continued with hatred: "many times, I couldn't help jumping out, picking this guy's hair, smashing his teeth with a punch, and then kicking him in the stomach --"

"Stop talking!"

Mobei broke his gnashing old hair.

The old man stared with confused eyes and asked, "what's the matter?"

Mobei silently sneered: "hum, I finally know why Fangyuan is so shameless. I learned from you."

"You, you are insulting me!"

The old man jumped up suddenly. His hair and beard were very frightening. His right hand raised his hand abruptly. It seemed that he was going to do it.

Mobei is not afraid.

Be angry and fierce, as like as two peas, she had seen her face several times from the square, and the faces of them both looked alike when they were staring at their faces.

"You're just arguing for the surrounding area. Or to put it simply, you have deliberately cultivated today's character. "

Mobei also stood up and said slowly.

"Nonsense, how can I cultivate a prodigal?"

The old man was more angry and his white hair stood up, but he still didn't do it.

"That's because after you saw the reality that the dragon head was injured and Sirius was hurt by love and left Lop Nur, you learned from the pain and changed the way of educating people."

Mobei narrowed his eyes slightly and wore a smile on his fat face: "also, you said you really couldn't stand that boy, so you pretended to die and buried your name. In fact, you suddenly found that Fang Yuan always went on like this and was out of the scope of your requirements. Then you decided to use pretending to die to take advantage of his few conscience, leave the brotherly Kunlun and go far alone."

"Old man, you are really cruel. In order to make Fang Yuan less comfortable and suffer those torments in the Jianghu, you don't hesitate to use the despicable means of hurting Kunlun and immerse her in the pain of great guilt for several years."

Mo Beibei looked at the old man with trembling cheeks and asked softly, "can you sleep at night when you hurt an innocent girl who was adopted by you and thought you were her own grandfather?"

"I can't sleep. That's why I'm so worried."

The old man's anger disappeared magically as he put down his raised right hand.

Mobei asked: "in addition, you seem to see through people's feelings, so why didn't you stay in that world and spend a happy life with your sweetheart before you eloped with her?"

The old man's eyes flashed a painful color, closed his mouth, wiped Mo Beibei's shoulder and walked to the door.

Mobei followed him out of the hut.

At this time, in the eastern sky, the fish belly is white. In the blue sky, there are also birds who get up early to find insects to eat, which occasionally pass by.

God, it's about to light up.

After walking out of the thatched house, the old man looked out to the East with his hands on his back. After a moment, he turned and walked to the wasteland grave behind the house: "come with me."

"You haven't answered my question yet."

Mobei stood in place, opened his mouth and yawned.

"That's because she knows I really don't like the world, so she wants to escape with me."

The old man was silent for a long time before he spoke softly, and then walked slowly forward.

"What a stupid but admirable woman."

Mo Beibei murmured in a low voice. Then he quickly followed up and asked, "are you responsible for my coming to the Pearl of China from Russia?"

"In addition to my old man, who else can unlock the strange poison in you and pull you back from the death line?"

The tone of the old man's voice is more similar to that of Fang Yuan.

"Then why did you save me? I think I've died many times. "

Mobei followed the old man, looked at the surrounding environment as he walked, and asked, "do you do this for the sake of the surrounding area? Although I look a little ugly and can no longer be invulnerable, an enemy like Hideki Toyoda is still not my opponent. Hehe, it must be. You hope I can become a sharp knife in Fang Yuan's hand, go through fire and water for him, and be abandoned only after all the value is squeezed. "

"Not so. At least, not all. "

The old man stopped when he came to the long crops.

"Well, what's the reason?"

Mobei looked down and found that the long crops were potatoes. Subconsciously, he asked, "do you like potatoes so much?"

"She likes to eat."

The old man said lightly, "there are no potatoes in Jiuyou world. I can't forget to take her potatoes again. Before going to bed, he once said to me, "I hope I can plant potatoes in front of her grave."

"Hehe, because of this, Fangyuan called me old potato."

Tudou smiled and looked very happy and even gratified: "although he called me like this, it is suspected that he does not respect my elders, but I really like it -- even I forgot my original last name and name."

"With your interruption, I forgot what question I asked you just now."

Mobei opened her mouth and yawned again. She felt more depressed and her brain began to mix up, which made her doubt her physical quality and was rapidly declining.

"This is her grave, and she lies quietly in it. As long as I come to live here, she will come into my dream and talk to me. "

Tudou didn't answer Mo Beibei's words. Looking at the wasteland grave nearest to Tudou, he said in a lighter tone than the light wind: "I met her wish - the grave next to her is empty. One day I will live in it."

After sucking his nose heavily, he felt more and more sleepy. Finally, he couldn't help sitting on the ground and asked, "you're really infatuated... What about those graves? Who are the people buried in them?"

"Those are some things she used. In Jiuyou world, they are clothes graves. I know. She likes what I do. "

The old potato said, slowly turned around, looked down at the north of the desert and asked, "did you think of it? What question did you just ask me?"

"I can't remember, can't remember?"

Mobei held his head in his hands and tried to think.

The harder she tried, the more she couldn't remember. On the contrary, she became more and more sleepy. She couldn't help lying on the grass, squinting at the increasingly pale stars in the sky, and still tried to think.

Tudou always said, "you just asked me the real reason why I saved you."

"Yes, yes, you just said I was wrong."

Mobei finally closed his eyes and murmured sleepwalking, "then you, then you tell me why you want to save me --"

Before she finished this sentence, she was surrounded by a wave of sleepiness and quickly fell into the peaceful darkness.

The old potato's voice, as if from the horizon, was untrue, like the wind blowing: "because my surname is Xia."

"Because my last name is Xia."

The old potato squatted down slowly, looked down at the face of the north desert, repeated this sentence, looked up at the tomb where his sweetheart was buried, and said in a lighter and lighter voice, "only you know, I've never forgotten. I'm Xia."

Xia is not a good man.

This is what Fang Yuan thought when she walked into the president's office of Shentong express group and sat on the sofa for half an hour. Xia Xiaoyun behind the boss's desk still pretended not to see him when she was reading the documents.

There are no good people surnamed Xia, and those surnamed Qin -- it's enough.

If in the past, when Qin Xiaobing and Qin Da Secretary saw Mr. Fang coming to the president's office, even if it was inconvenient to "flirt" with him in front of Xia Xiaoyun, they would "give him a secret look" and offer him a cup of tea with her pink hands.

Without Xia Xiaoyun's instructions, Qin Xiaobing will give him the best tea.

But now?

After Mr. Fang came, in addition to Laura giving him a knowing smile, let alone being offered a cup of tea by Secretary Qin, he didn't even look at him like Xia Xiaoyun.

What's more irritating is that when Lao Bai from the finance department came, she once sat around waiting for president Xia to report her work. The little girl smiled and gave Lao Bai a cup of tea with her pink hands.

Lao Bai almost had fantasies about Qin Xiaobing. Fortunately, he was smart. After seeing the emptiness in front of Mr. Fang, he seemed to understand something and quickly stood up and thanked him politely.

That is to say, Mr. Fang has a thick skin. This kind of shit that has been ignored for half an hour would have risen and gone if it had been put on others. He would not have started playing games with his mobile phone like this and looked very focused.

"Mr. Xia, you have to attend an important meeting in the city at 10:30."

When Fangyuan failed to pass the pass for the ninth time, Qin Xiaobing's beautiful voice sounded a few days ago: "it's almost ten o'clock now. Should you start?"

"Oh, is it almost ten o'clock first? It's so fast. No wonder people often say that beauty grows old. "

Boss Xia said something stupid but seemingly pointed out. He packed up the documents, stood up, bypassed the table and walked to the door: "Xiaobing, go and call Laura."

"Hey, Xia Nao, President Xia."

Before Qin Xiaobing spoke, Fang Yuan stood up and looked very unhappy: "are you too much for me? I tell you, my patience is limited. "