v3 Chapter 1006： Festival!

The Buddha and the fat man were not in the small temple. They were sent back to the small temple directly from the story world, so they knew the story earlier than Su Bai.

The monk stayed and waited for Su Bai, and the fat man and the Buddha were going to find a place with good feng shui nearby to set up a grave for the old rich.

Chen Ru is gone, she is indeed inconvenient to stay, she left a message to the fat man, saying that in the near future will help Su Bai open the seal of the land of the testimony, for this woman, Su Bai has no time to take care of her, also Not to blame or to hate, the general situation is confusing, everyone has the power to make their own choices, but after all, there is only one wealth in this world.

The little guy was taken out by the rich. Before the rich and completely dissipated, the little guy was entrusted to Yan Huihong. Yan Huihong waited until the fat man came back from the story world and returned the little guy to the fat man.

After this, Yan Huihong also left, he did not say what to do, the fat man did not ask.

In short, the whole thing has actually come to an end. Whether it is the killing in Shijiazhuang or the runaway of thousands of miles, stirring up the high-level audience of almost all the people are floating, but after all, things have a staged conclusion.

The new situation has already started, and the treatment of all the audience will undoubtedly increase a lot. Of course, the crisis is only delayed, and it has not been solved. It is only compared with the audience’s destruction plan. The Qin army who wakes up will eventually Cute, some, at least everyone can see the hope of victory, not like broadcasting, it will execute you, you don’t even know where it is, you want to resist, but you can’t find your own enemy. It is the most painful and desperate thing.

Smoked children prepared some cold cuts for Su Bai, two bottles of Maotai, and a black plastic bag with a bundle of people's coins, marked with an "underground bank."

"Thank you." Su Bai said to the smoker. After the monk told the story and told himself, Su Bai did need to do these things.

Smoked nodded, did not say anything, she can now help Su Bai not much, originally she was planning to travel to Tibet a while ago, but also because of the recent continuous delays, she is a very strong Woman, but she is very smart to know where her position is.

Picking up the little guy, Su Bai walked out of the small temple with a basket of paper and paper money.

Auspicious and wishful have always been with Su Bai, auspicious is to care for the little guy. In the past, Su Bai was not auspicious when he was in the past, but after the last time the little guy, the good fortune to the safety of the little guy is even more tense. Some.

If you want to go, look at wealth.

The location chosen by the fat man and the Buddha is a dozen kilometers away from the temple. It is a beautiful place with beautiful scenery.

When I saw Su Bai coming, the fat man took the initiative and greeted him. He pointed his finger at the grave that had just been piled up. There was no hat on it. This fat man and the Buddha were not able to do it. He had to do it himself.

Foye also just nodded with Su Bai, and took the initiative to go down the mountain with the fat man. Everyone had a way to pay homage to each person, so at this time they also gave Sebai a separate space.

Su Bai walked to the grave, put the cold plate out, and stacked the paper money on one side. The little guy snuggled up beside Su Bai, and the pure eyes looked at the mound in front of him. He didn’t talk or cry, just Some ignorance, but in this ignorance, it seems that there is also a sad mood brewing.

The soul boy is a soul boy. Although it is only a child, the sentiment of the cold and warmth of the human condition is more clear than the ordinary people. He is very cute, but he has always been very sensible.

Auspiciously stretched out the claws and pushed the wishfulness. I wished to look at the auspiciousness with some dissatisfaction, but still walked down the mountain with the auspiciousness, and the two black cats temporarily hovered a little further.

There is nothing in the rich tomb. In ancient times, the tombs that could not find the body were often replaced by the way of the crown, but the rich did not even leave a piece of clothing.

Su Bai’s original plan was to wait for a while to find traces of wealth. Now, the riches are completely gone, and even the last traces have been erased, and it is his own initiative.

Open the Moutai wine, take a sip of Su Bai, and then pour some of the tombstones in front of him.

"Fugui uncle, this is the first cup of bar that the two grandfathers have had together." Su Bai said.

In the past, Su Bai accompanied the monk and a group of local veterans from Yunnan to enter the path of the testimony. At that time, this group of people was like a group of rookies entering a copy that could not be touched by their own level. The result was killed by the way. Many, when the people hurried to leave, they were forced to be detained by wealth.

In those few months, Su Bai was disheartened and even took the initiative to go into Huangquan and wanted to seek the seduce, or it could be called liberation, but it was a slap in the face of Su Yuhang’s hand. Turning it out is equal to saving one's life in disguise.

Now think about it, at that time, relying on the rich scent of the rich scorpion from the coffin every day, it is the quietest leisure time that has become the most rare since the audience.

Now if you let Su Bai go back and choose, if you can go there with the little guy.

Rich and rich are still lying in the hustle and bustle,

The little guy leaned on his lap,

I lean on my side,

I talked to the rich every day, and then took the little guy to go to Huangquan for a walk.

It seems like a day, so you can come over so easily.

The birth of the little guy and his experience made him completely different from other children. He came from the demon, and he also actively climbed into the demon in order to save himself, so the boring of the land may be for the little guy. Not too much.

Su Bai also remembered that when he was in the land of sermons, after he had calmed down from the beginning of the anxiety and chaos, the most done every day was nothing more than talking to the rich, although basically he said to himself. A lot of wealth is not necessarily a word back.

Now think about it, maybe for the rich at that time, he lying in the coffin, listening to his chattering beside him, is also a kind of enjoyment, just like the little guy snuggling around himself now, then It is a silent satisfaction.

Su Bai did not shed tears. From beginning to end, there was no tears flowing out. Even the eyelids were not reddish. In my heart, telling the truth, there was not much sadness.

Because the riches are free and easy, and they go naturally, he succeeded in calculating the past and present, arranged for life and leisure, free and easy, free and natural, and successfully completed the revenge on Su Yuhang after 20 years of death.

Nothing is so sad. According to the secular saying, wealthy this time should be considered a happy mourning.

Su Bai ignited the paper money and burned it one by one in front of the rich grave. In the distance, you can see the light and fire here, like a light in the middle of the night.

The little guy watched the flames tumbling, and the fire reflected his face, making him look very smart.

"This is your grandson, have you seen it?"

Su Bai smiled and reached out and touched the little guy’s head.

"called Grandpa."

The little guy looked at Su Bai and looked at the tombstone in front of him. Then he tried very hard to open his mouth and tried to imitate the mouth. He knew that this moment was very serious, and he must be obedient, and he The old man who woke up from the cradle also had a different kind of intimacy.

"Yeah...yeah........."

The little guy worked very hard. He still couldn't speak. Even if he was brought out of the story world by Su Bai for two or three years, he still didn't grow up.

The fat man said that because the real world's aura is too thin, if the little guy is placed in the pre-Qin period, the little guy may grow slower than the average child, but it is not so slow.

Su Bai didn't care very much about this. He didn't grow up. He took care of him for a lifetime, grew up, and grew up. But now the broadcast can no longer continue to absorb the experience, so the little guy he worried about before will not If you enter the broadcast and become a listener, you can completely let go.

The paper money is burning, and Su Bai does not know whether there is a special place for the undead in the vast world of the vast universe. But there is no such thing as it should be, even if there is, wealth is impossible.

Su Yuhang’s accountability for more than 20 years ago was a complete killing of the rich and expensive pits. After that, Fugui once gave up the opportunity to be reborn, and once he completely ruined himself in order to put on the armor. The last trace of the world.

He has no soul, no reincarnation, he is a person who has been wiped clean.

Paper money, burned out, Su Bai shakes his hands in the ashes, so that the unburned paper money is burned out as much as possible.

At last,

He took out the three glasses in the basket.

All were full and placed in front of the rich grave.

Then, Su Bai got up and hugged a little guy with his right hand and dug a mud hat in the nearby mud, which is the top grave on the grave in the rural graveyard.

According to custom, every time the ancestors are sacrificed, the old hats must be removed. After the sacrifices are completed, a new earthwork is dug up and placed.

Su Bai carefully placed the mud hat, then slammed it down in the grave and raised the glass:

"The first cup, respect the past."

"Hey........."

The wine was sprinkled on the grave.

Su Bai raised his second cup and smiled. He said:

"The second cup, respect for the future."

In this life, you are doing what I am doing. If you have a next life, you can really change it. I will do it for you. I have to give back to you if you owe it to you. Unfortunately, when I realize that I owe you a lot, You have been dead for twenty years, and you said what it is called.

Su Bai raised the third glass of wine,

"The third cup, respectful!"

You are lonely alone below, wait, after a few years, I will send your friend Su Yuhang to accompany you, or, I will go with you, in short, you will not be alone for too long.

In the darkness, Su Bai’s eyes looked a little confusing. He seemed to see a middle-aged bald big belly standing on the side of the grave. He still had a thick smile, looked at himself and looked at the little guy around him. Living underground:

"More people and more blessings are rich."

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