The common people look at the twilight

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"You still want to restore the country?"

Lou Zhuo said without hesitation: "Even if I can't do something, I still want to see the snow on the broken bridge in the south of the Yangtze River, the Potala Palace in Tibet, the loose yellow sand in the desert, the beacon stone wall of the Great Wall, and the snowstorm on Xuefeng. Remnant frost. Living here under the fence for decades of stability, how can it compare to the prosperity of this world that I will not have time to see in the future?"

"When are you leaving..." Zhu Huangwan confided in himself, thinking that it would be a big deal for him to spend the rest of his life joking around with Immortal Misty Rain.

Lou Zhuo suddenly showed a smile like a spring breeze: "Before parting."

Zhu Huangwan was so confused that she had no time to care about it, because she fainted in the next second.

Lou Zhuo saw Zhu Huangwan throwing it directly into the vegetables, and was startled to help her up, but his hand felt a tingling pain.

Immortal Misty Rain floated over, carried Zhu Huanghun on his shoulders, nodded slightly to Lou Zhuo, and dragged him away.

Lou Zhuo took the white jade cup that Zhu Huangwan drank before, and keenly caught a scent of grass but not wood mixed in the aroma of the wine, but he couldn't tell what it was.

But what is trustworthy is that Immortal Misty Rain shouldn't harm Zhu Huangwan.

……

As soon as it got dark, Zhu Huangwan got up from the bed covering his face, and in front of him was Immortal Misty Rain, who was about to taunt her.

"Did you fucking drug me?" Zhu Huang Hun rubbed his head casually.

Immortal Yanyu thought for a moment, and quickly denied it: "Why do you blame others if you can't afford it?"

"That's better than pouring a glass of yours---you don't even dare to drink it." Zhu Huanghun said with his hands folded around his chest.

"Tea is the style of celebrities, it's better to drink tea." Immortal Yanyu shook his folding fan.

"Yo," Zhu Huangwan chuckled, "You can't help but be green. It's green and green. If you don't know it, you might think it came from deep mountains and old forests."

"Do you think your clothes are qualified to laugh at me?" True Immortal Misty Rain responded mercilessly to Zhu Huang's ridicule.

Zhu Huangwan calmly said: "You can shut up." After thinking about it, he changed the topic --- "Where's Lou Da?"

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Immortal Yanyu shook her head, "You miss me so much?"

Zhu Huangwan quickly rolled his eyes, isn't that nonsense? Living people in Jiuque Palace are precious species.

So he pretended to deceive his master and Miezu and slapped him: "Be honest."

"Let's go." Immortal Misty Rain spread her hands.

"Wh..." Zhu Huang shut up in the middle of his sentence, and soon he shut up, he explained everything himself, and wandered off to the end of the world.

"Here." Immortal Yanyu pointed at the coffee table, "Go and see for yourself."

Zhu Huangwan tossed out a piece of paper from the coffee table, which was left by Lou Zhuo before he left. After a long while, he sighed and said, "Oh, this is another one."

This Jiuque Palace needs to be empty again.

Chapter 17No.17

Chapter No.17

"哐!" The simple and elegant wooden door was pushed open by the brutal force. Qu Yingge, who was fiddling with a pile of old books with a box of ashes in the room, was taken aback. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the person coming, and said: " Sister, I have said that this kind of door is not as easy to smash as the one in the Nine Palaces, so you should be careful when you push it, so as not to be sent by Master to repair it again."

Zhu Huangwan's face turned pale when she heard that, because this time she was sent by that bastard Misty Rain to repair the house.

It's just hard work, hard work, okay, and no money is charged.

First, he was rushed to Wangcheng to support him as soon as he left the army, and he also picked up a Louzhu by the way.Later, he was encouraged to go to the vicinity of Dongyang to help eliminate Japanese pirates.Then he was sent to some sect to give a congratulatory gift to take over as the head, and there was also a birthday banquet gift from a famous Sanxian Ranger.This kind of thing is not uncommon, and Zhu Huang Wan is quite familiar with various places. Of course, in places with many people, all kinds of temptations are inevitable, and she happily admits that she is a good-for-nothing.

After finally resting for a while, she was kicked back to Wushan again. She was given a pattern drawing and asked her to find Qu Yingge to repair the Wushan sect together.

On the way here, Zhu Huang kept looking up at the sky and sighing that he has such a good temper.

She took out the blueprint and studied it with Qu Yingge--in fact, it was not a blueprint at all, it was a visionary drawing of the Wushan School drawn by Immortal Yanyu. The problem is that the main hall and the auxiliary hall are completely in two styles One is magnificent, the other is fresh and elegant, so that Qu Yingge even stopped Zhu Huangwan who wanted to throw the table and tear up the picture.

In fact, he himself really wanted to throw the table.

With True Immortal Misty Rain's temperament of throwing away the shopkeeper, it's a miracle that he hasn't been beaten yet. Of course, it may be that others can't beat him.

I just drew a macro picture and nothing else. How do you see this? Just ask how to see it!

Zhu Huang fainted in despair, and said quietly: "Grandma, please tell me where this house is going to be built..." It's really not kind to make it look like a landscape painting.

Qu Yingge looked at Zhu Huangwan who was lying on the tree branch, and said helplessly: "Sister, you should find something to do yourself first, and I will contact Master first."

Zhu Huangyun nodded: "Okay."

I am afraid that she will not be allowed to go out. Since I have come here, why not take a look at the scenery? The ancients have talked about the beauty of mountains and rivers.

So she decisively left Qu Yingge and went down the mountain by herself.

At first glance, she is my sister.

Going around in a big circle, Zhu Huangwan gave full play to a road idiot's almost instinctive desire for crowds, and walked around to the market. The area in central Sichuan is very rich, even if it's not a commercial center nearby, it's not bad , still very lively.

Naturally, there are quite a few food stalls on the side. Zhu Huang has never been to the generation of Central Sichuan since he was so old. He saw a family of tofu surrounded by a group of people buying it. Also go up to join in the fun.

After queuing for a long time, it was finally her turn. The first thing she said to the old lady selling tofu was: "Old man, is this spicy?"

Some people will never understand the despair of people who don't eat spicy food.

The old lady smiled kindly and said, "Not spicy, not spicy."

Satisfied, Zhu Huangwan bought two big pieces and took them with him on the way to eat slowly.

The first bite made her feel ecstatic, and she had a strong and sincere admiration for the people of Bashu.

Sure enough, the hotness of the people here is different from other places... She thought with tears streaming down her face.

It's so hot that your ears ring, okay...

While sweating, he caught a glimpse of a black-clothed and jade-clad young man on the side of the street, who was trying to make amends to a small street vendor, but the small street vendor was relentless.

In line with the policy of watching the excitement and not thinking it's a big deal, and helping each other when the road is uneven, Zhu Huang went to watch the excitement again.

Seeing that the vendors were about to quarrel, Zhu Huangwan said, "What's the situation?"

The small vendor was originally vicious, but when he saw that the person was just a young girl, he immediately lowered his voice and said, "This guy, he's here to eat Bawang's meal. Girl, don't meddle in your own business."

The young man in black defended, "I, my purse was stolen just now."

Zhu Huangwan felt that this was not an ordinary person, so in order to calm things down and avoid quarrels or fights, he helped pay the money.

Just kindhearted, okay?

Zhu Huang said in a daze: "I wonder if this young master can do me a favor and drink some tea?"

The young man in black said: "Then I won't refuse, thank you, miss."

Zhu Huang found a private room above the tea house, handed him a cup of tea, and laughed: "I never thought that a dignified Jindan cultivator would be so downcast."

"Eh---you can't say that." He took a sip of tea, then put down his cup, "There are many people in our way who are far worse than me."