Ex 79

The rain kept hitting the surroundings. They fell on the girl's red umbrella from the sky, and then fell around the umbrella, forming a rain curtain.

The girl under the umbrella is smiling like a flower.

Smart women are probably stupid only when they face the man they like.

Obviously, this is by no means the old way in front of us.

And in the face of the girl's counterattack,

The Taoist priest just smiled.

bend one's head,

The sole of the shoe stepped on the puddle and splashed a lot of water,

"Why did you come?" The Taoist asked.

The girl didn't answer.

"It seems that your father is really ready to destroy his family?"

The girl still didn't answer.

The Taoist priest scratched his already wet hair, took a step and continued to walk forward.

The girl continued to walk in her own direction with her umbrella.

The distance between the two sides is not far apart,

The Taoist priest stopped and waved his hand:

"You know him well?"

The girl stopped,

honestly,

She doesn't know her very well,

If you really know him,

It's not as if he was ruthlessly dumped by that man twice,

In the end,

When he came out of his resting place, he had been marked with the label of countdown to life.

Whether she was in Mount Emei or at the door of the bookstore a while ago, she actually lost two times, not only lost, but also suffered serious losses.

Every time, I folded most of my money here.

Fold it several times in a row, and it's almost gone.

However, fortunately, I don't have much time anyway.

The sword, which was already hanging in front of the man, fell only tonight or tomorrow morning.

Estimated,

This rain, this typhoon,

It's not over yet, it hasn't left yet,

This sword,

You can fall.

The next one, that is, yourself, is running out of time. With another running out of time, it's not a positive thing, but many things, in fact, can be said to be indifferent.

"I know better than you."

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

"Really."

"Then you say, will he die?"

"You'll die."

The girl didn't hesitate and answered directly.

The Taoist licked his tongue, and he wanted to take himself as an example, but as the girl said earlier, he himself was not an example at all.

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

Instead, he made himself look like a kongyiji,

A circle of people surround themselves, just laughing that they are dead,

No matter how much money you put out, how many ways to write the word "death",

It's useless.

Maybe,

The biggest problem is,

He may not be firm himself.

"You can't live." The old Taoist sighed.

The girl ignored, continued to spread, and took a step,

"I am his daughter."

"But he is the owner!"

The Taoist priest immediately turned to look at the girl's back,

His shout seemed a little fragmented in this stormy night.

"He is the Lord of man. He set this rule for this world. Why do you women always like to be so naive?"

Maybe it's the last point of dissatisfaction, and it's like the last question.

At this time, the Taoist priest seems to have lost his previous demeanor, but he really can't care about it, and he doesn't plan to care about these things anymore.

Previously, on the occasion of success, di Zang first showed a wave in front of him;

Just now, when walking back home, the girl stabbed herself again!

Both people and ghosts are showing, and only Fu Jun is being beaten!

How can the Taoist continue to maintain his inner stability?

Besides, he is not a stable master.

"He is dead, but he will live." The girl turned her head and looked at the old man in the rain. "If he lives, it's easy to do."

The Taoist priest was stunned for a moment,

At their level,

Many words,

It's really a little,

Under Xuanyuan sword,

The eight immortals cross the sea and each shows his magic power.

What you can think of, others probably think about, and what others have tried, you probably have considered carefully.

No one really dares not to take it to heart that whether it is a matter of whether they survive or not.

When girls say "he" and "he", one refers to yinggou and the other refers to "Zhou Ze".

If you win, you will die,

But with a high probability,

Zhou Ze will survive.

And the girl's goal is Zhou Ze.

She was following Zhou Ze,

Waiting for the sword to come down,

Waiting for the sword to kill the man she loved and hated most in her life,

then,

She will pick up the survivor under the sword,

You can say that he is a piece of armor or a piece of clothing,

What she wants to do,

Just put him on yourself.

Xuanyuan sword is her father's sword;

Zhou Ze is a man who has just been born under the sword;

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

The flesh is nothing more than a skin bag.

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

With these two things in hand,

She probably has a better chance of surviving.

You can say some wishful thinking, but I have to say that it is indeed a way.

No one has thought about this method, but it's useless even if they think about it,

Because there is a key point, only she can be satisfied,

That is,

She is the daughter of the Yellow Emperor!

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

"I'm not, can I?"

The Taoist reached out and pointed to his face.

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

"As I said, you are... Dead."

The Taoist priest also laughed,

Just squatted in the puddle,

Like an old man with Alzheimer's disease,

He slapped the puddle with one hand, like a naughty boy playing in spite of his mother's punishment, laughing:

"How did you know that the bookstore owner could survive?"

Wen Yan,

The girl was silent,

Not only silence, face, but also directly cold down.

The Taoist priest asked her before whether she knew him.

In fact, she really doesn't know her.

But she can be bloody failures again and again, pale heart cracking,

To prove one thing,

It proves the position of the man named Zhou Ze in his heart.

This comes from a woman's intuition. A woman's intuition in this regard is innate;

She can clearly perceive who her competitors are.

Win hook,

He will survive,

She firmly believes that,

She's determined!

"He will survive."

And yinggou, and that man, will die.

End his magnificent life.

And once that man dies, the rest of the man named Zhou Ze,

After losing the power of winning hook,

He,

What is it?

A common person?

Listen well, a zombie?

But what is a zombie in front of her?

"You want to stop me?"

The girl asked the Taoist priest.

The old Taoist shook his head and said, "his debt and my debt are gone."

The implication was that he would not interfere.

"OK."

The girl continued to walk with her umbrella.

The Taoist priest sat down with his back against the telegraph pole. Anyway, he was already wet, and there was nothing he couldn't put away.

When the girl's back has also disappeared in the rain ahead,

The old Taoist burst out laughing again.

"I think I'm smart."

After feeling,

The Taoist priest raised his head,

The light of the street lamp is a little dazzling, and the heavy rain around makes the light of the street lamp a little lax, creating an effect similar to the halo of the moon.

In this confusion,

The Taoist priest seemed to see many people, but he didn't let his thoughts stop here.

Reaching out, patted his jaw, then propped up on the ground and stood up again.

He began to walk back,

This road,

Someone is walking forward,

And he,

It runs counter to them.

The living move forward and the dead move back;

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

Across the glass, lawyer an saw the old Taoist who was raining outside. He immediately rushed out with an umbrella to help the old Taoist block the rain.

The umbrellas were all covered on the Taoist priest's body, and lawyer an's shirt was already wet.

The Taoist priest didn't rush in, but looked at lawyer an and asked:

"Have you ever had an umbrella before?"

"No." Lawyer an seems very sincere.

In his last life, he was rich and young in Guangzhou. He was busy playing all day and was drunk. He didn't understand the truth of life until his father died and his family was backward.

But it's true that the son wants to raise but the kiss doesn't wait.

The old Taoist nodded,

Lawyer an added, "this is not to make a living."

Flattery is for eating. After all, in this world, it is estimated that no one is really born cheap and likes to flatter.

The Taoist's eyes swept to the people in the room, and finally fell on lawyer an's face.

He put his hand on lawyer an's shoulder and patted.

Lawyer an only felt that his bones were going to be crisp.

Then,

The old Taoist turned back and looked at the dark rain curtain behind him,

Avenue:

"Your boss, where are you going?"

"Well."

The Taoist reached out and touched his face. Then he finally opened the door and walked in.

All the people in the bookstore are here except Yingying, who accompanied the boss out.

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

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

The Taoist hands stroked the scroll.

Lips, some dry.

When Di Zang ascended to heaven, he gave him a knife;

The previous girl also gave him a knife;

Xuanyuan sword, in fact, also gave him a knife.

But

"I'm not dead!"

The Taoist priest suddenly made a thick voice!

This sound,

Everyone in the bookstore turned pale. Even for them, the aura of Fu Jun was unbearable, although Fu Jun did not deliberately target them.

Then,

The Taoist priest sighed,

As if the previous extraordinary, but the last touch of unwilling to vent, like... Reflection.

"Alas,

I just,

I miss you... "