Chapter 1646

As a result of yesterday's incident of "not meeting Su Shi a 16", song Shuhang has more preparations in mind.

He did not meet Yu Rouzi today, which was expected by him.

If you can meet yurouzi That's the surprise!

"Where are you going, little brother?" After getting on the bus, the taxi driver asked.

Song Shuhang: "please go in the direction of moving station."

"All right." The taxi Master said with a smile, "this is a good distance to catch up with the shift."

Song Shuhang politely smiles back, and then falls into meditation.

Anyway

He would admit yurouzi wrong.

[what's wrong with the bookstore owner's wife for Yu Rouzi? 】Song Shuhang clenched his chin and thought.

He carefully recalled the scene that he misunderstood the boss's wife today.

When I see the back It can't be wrong. It's the back of yurouzi.

Song Shuhang still has this confidence.

The figure, hairstyle and walking posture of yurouzi girl are very unique. Because of the skill of lingdiedao, her steps are light, and every step is the steps of ordinary people It's not just because she has long legs!

However, when the back turned to the side of the face, it turned into the gentle appearance of the bookstore owner's wife.

This God unfolds, is really beyond Shu Hang's expectation.

In other words, the character yurouzi didn't exist from the beginning. It was a character I imagined. I was an adolescent. After renting books, I looked at the landlady of Jiangnan women's style, and then added the characters constructed in my mind. 】There is such an idea, passed to song Shuhang's mind.

Then, like the "advertising fatigue bombing", it was played repeatedly.

Brainwashing cycle!

Song Shuhang's mouth rose and his mood suddenly became happy.

Obviously, this idea is not his own, but the idea that the virtual world forces to send.

"Tut, that is to say, this guy has no other means except fatigue bombing?"

Song Shuhang's mouth rose.

The idea played wildly in his mind, and his mood became more and more happy.

How to describe this feeling?

Well, it's about the time when she saw Cong Niang's "green onion shape", she rushed up, waving her weak fist and attacking her lower leg.

Cong Niang's fists were all flapping, and she jumped up and kicked his knees from time to time.

However, this still can't change the fact that her attack power is extremely poor and has no effect.

Now this "virtual world" is just like a green onion girl. Its fatigue attack is her fist. It seems fast and fierce, but the actual effect is really poor and useless.

Even, the more bountiful it is, the more joyful song Shuhang is.

This kind of feeling is also an experience of "life".

When the taxi driver was looking at the mirror on the right side of the taxi, he suddenly saw song Shuhang's weird "happy" smile, and his scalp was numb.

Originally, he was still thinking, taking advantage of the shift there is still a little time, do you want to take this boy around? But after seeing this "happy" smile, he immediately killed his thoughts in the abdominal fetus.

He sent song Shuhang to the moving station at the fastest speed. After receiving the money, he left in a hurry.

Song Shuhang looks confused.

"When did I offend the taxi driver? He looks like he's hiding from me like a disaster? " He wondered.

Although he is just an ordinary body now, but the experience of life is still there. Through the expression on the taxi driver's face, you can easily guess his mind.

I didn't do anything from the beginning to the end, did I? Even he and I didn't say a few words.

Song Shuhang grabbed his head and turned to move to the station.

Not in a hurry, song Shuhang went to get the ticket first, and then went to eat something to fill his stomach.

"Ordinary people's bodies, it's really troublesome." Song Shuhang's Secret road.

After the friar reaches the fourth grade, the food intake is not very important Eating is just for enjoyment, and the "big meal" of eating immortal feast, which can not only enjoy but also enhance the skills, is the pursuit of monks.

And because of hunger, I have to eat, which is more troublesome.

[coach Sure enough, I still want to practice. 】Song Shuhang looks up at the sky.

By the way, there is no coach in his cultivation career.

He took several disciples.

Well, to say the least. The predecessors in the "Jiuzhou Group 1" are both teachers and friends.

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The train goes to a small town station in Nanhua Lake City.

After coming down from the small town, there is still a long way to go to linyao village.Song Shuhang touched his wallet and looked up at the sky.

"First go to linyao village to see Xianjun temple, and then If it doesn't work out, I'll have to live near linyao village tonight. " He yawned, slightly tired.

"That's a bit of a failure? Sure enough, there is a lack of exercise. " Song Shuhang got off the station and took a taxi to Xianjun temple.

"Why? Little brother, did you also go to Xianjun temple to worship? " After hearing song Shuhang's destination, the driver immediately became enthusiastic.

"I've heard a lot about lingfu Temple recently, so I want to know something about it." Song Shuhang replied with a smile.

"You've found the right place. Although the Xianjun temple in linyao village is small, it works. Whether it is to ask for children and daughters, whether it is to seek success in their studies or to seek an object, they all have a great chance to get the blessing of Xianjun. " The driver's uncle laughed.

Song Shuhang nodded politely with a smile.

"It's strange that people are now. When I was young, everyone went to Xianjun temple to ask for a son. Everyone would like their daughter-in-law to have a bring out. But in recent years, most of the people who came to the temple to ask for children asked for a daughter, hoping that they could have a beautiful daughter. I don't understand the way young people think. " The driver's uncle nagged.

Song Shuhang laughed: "maybe it's because of her daughter's comparison or love? Or, because there were too many sons in the past few years, so now I ask some daughters to balance it out? "

"Little brother summed up the refined The driver gave a thumbs up.

I can't help but think of song yinhang

Then he suddenly felt that his heart was really old.

When I talk about my daughter, I really think about my daughter.

"What do you want to ask for in Xianjun temple, little brother?" Asked the driver.

"Well, in fact, there is nothing to ask for, that is, all kinds of things are not going well recently, so I want to seek peace and peace of mind." Song Shuhang returned.

The driver's uncle nodded: "my brother has a good attitude. I have recently taken some young students like you to Xianjun temple. They are all pursuing academic success. In fact, I'll tell you the truth Reading is a matter of self-reliance. Even if the Immortal King bless you, it can only play a 10% effect. If you don't work hard, what's the use of relying solely on the blessing of the Immortal King? "

Song Shuhang nodded silently, and his smile was sincere.

He likes it.

It seems that it has been a long time since he was young.

"Yes, master. What does the Immortal King in the temple look like Song Shuhang asked in a voice.

"How can I describe this? it ' s a long story. But the statue of Xianjun is like a real immortal The master praised.

Song Shuhang smiles and nods.

Statues like immortals This time, it may not be empty handed.

Master Bai, as expected, is always the most special one.

It seems that the chance to break this game is master Bai.

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Linyao village, near Xianjun temple.

The driver stopped the car and said, "the car on the side of Xianjun temple can only park here. Next, you need to walk up by yourself. See that light? That's the Xianjun temple. "

Song Shuhang looked at the distance, and the memory of the temple where Master Bai left the pass was the same.

"Thank you, master." Song Shuhang paid the fare and got off the bus.

He began to fly to Xianjun temple.

The nearer he was to the temple, there was a sense of joy in his heart.

Yes, it's the temple.

Even the appearance is the same as what he remembered, the layout or the specifications have not changed.

It's just a little more lively than what I remember.

The square in front of the temple is full of lights.

A lot of people come in and out to make wishes.

"Go ahead and have a look." Song Shuhang tried to keep calm and suppress his inner joy.

After all The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Therefore, he must be calm before he really sees the image of Xianjun.

Song Shuhang approached the Temple Station step by step.

People who come to make a wish are in a long line.

He followed the discipline and entered the team in order.

Before entering the door, I bought two sticks of incense.

In Xianjun temple, incense sticks around.

In front of the line is still a line of people, men and women, old and young, mouth is reading words.

Song Shuhang looks up quietly and looks at the statue of Xianjun.

The next moment, he finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

That's right.

It's the statue of the Immortal King.

It's the statue of God before master Bai left the pass.

Xianjun looks like a long hair dress, hand pinch road seal, lifelike.It's a wonderful work.

Song Shuhang's heart beats faster than before This time, it was pure excitement.

Finally found it!

So, at this time, master Bai should still be closed in the statue, right?

If there is no foreign interference, Mr. Bai should be at the end of this month, June 30, the official clearance.

The wishing crowd moved slowly forward.

Song Shuhang's turn.

He clapped his hands and whispered, "master Bai, I have found you."

What is he going to do next?

Bai, who is in seclusion, can't hear the outside world at all. Even if you move his statue, you can't stop him from closing.

How to summon master Bai out is a big problem.

Do we have to wait until the end of the month, when master Bai breaks through the barrier?

Looking up at the statue of song hang.

A moment later, he frowned slightly.

At the beginning, when he saw the statue for the first time, when he saw the statue, he could see the real figure of master Bai. His eyes were like stars, his white clothes were like snow, and his beauty was like banished immortals.

This time, there was no such feeling.

This statue It's not really just statues, is it?

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