Long Jiale

Although it is said that the hot springs in this hot spring pool are fake hot springs, according to the exclusive experience of people who have soaked in the hot springs, they all say that they are very comfortable. Therefore, there are many repeat customers who come to the hot spring pool. There are also many people who burn incense on the golden statue.

Before soaking in the hot spring, I bought a bunch of incense for ten yuan, lit it and inserted it into the incense burner, and then made a few wishes, or bless the family's well-being, or pray for other wishes.

In the follow-up, many people said on the Internet that they were indeed lucky.

"After burning the incense and coming back from the hot spring, Emma, ​​the lucky fans who retweeted Weibo to draw around really have me!"

"Also, I bought a welfare lottery ticket as soon as I got home, and won 300 yuan!"

"Haha, I won the next free order coupon for the hot pot restaurant..."

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These people on the Internet are so mysterious that it seems that they can really be lucky. Many people would rather believe it or not and try it together. As a result, the lucky ones are really lucky, and the natural black ones are still the same. The lottery is always a thank you for your patronage, so many thank you patrons criticize this kind of koi metaphysics on the Internet as nothing more than "survivor bias".

Yes, that's right, it's just survivor bias.

Because the base is too large, those people might have won the lottery, not because they paid homage to the golden statue and soaked in the hot spring of Qingbi Mountain, but because they are small koi themselves, they would have won the lottery in the first place! ! !

Many people thought so sourly in their hearts.

"It should be the survivor's deviation. I went too, but I didn't have any luck."

"Also, I went with my friend. After we went, we bought lottery tickets together. I won 0. My friend said that I had a koi gas. I couldn't believe it, so we went to worship the koi again." Carp Fox, I went to buy sports lottery tickets later, I won 600 for him, and then..."

"May I ask upstairs, what's next?"

"...Afterwards, I went alone quietly, and as a result, the game was released, and I saved 3000 yuan. Anyway, at least I made back the money spent in the hot spring..."

"Sunday, it's all a group of European emperors. I'm the only one who has no luck. Did I break my leg on the way home?"

"Hahahahaha, laughing cry, although I didn't have good luck, but at least I didn't break my leg."

"Hey, I'm the one who broke my leg. Although I broke my leg, I found a girlfriend in the hospital, a very gentle nurse."

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Everyone has more or less good luck in their life. As the saying goes, misfortune is the blessing, and blessing is the misfortune. Although many people said that they came to Qingbi Mountain, they happened around them. Some good things, but... No one knows whether these good things should have happened, or the koi metaphysics after worshiping the golden statue, so these things did not cause much sensation.

At most, there are many people who come and go to learn about koi metaphysics. If they get there, they will say that they are lucky.

After the first light snow falls, the end of the year is approaching, and every household has to prepare for the New Year. Every year before the New Year, it is a lively and busy day. According to the usual practice, it is time to prepare to buy pigs, kill pigs, smoke sausages and bacon. Due to the bad experience of buying pigs with Shen Zhoucheng before, this time the little vixen is no longer willing to buy pigs with him, and stays at home, drinking hot shredded chicken porridge.

Others cook Laba porridge at home, while he, a fox, drinks shredded chicken porridge.

Xie Yihao asked Shen Zhoucheng for leave a long time ago, and took Xie Ruomin back to his hometown to celebrate the New Year and met his parents by the way. If there is no accident, the couple will have a good thing next year. Big red envelopes, I wish them success in meeting their parents.

The two goblins Ji Xiang and He Shou Wu, as well as Dao Ling, Xue Zhenqing and Cheng Yanding, all stayed in Qingbi Mountain to celebrate the New Year. That kind, according to auspicious words, that is, the brothers and sisters who hatched from the same nest with it back then have already entered the world of reincarnation, and they don't know what species they have become in this life.

Not to mention the thousand-year-old ginseng essence of Polygonum multiflorum, there is only one ginseng from a lonely family, and there is no ginseng that wants to find a ginseng that shares the same pot and soil.

As for Dao Ling, there are only two masters left. In fact, their master has already moved to Qingbi Mountain. Dao Ling is also used to meditating on the mountain every day, but in winter, the place where he meditates also changes. Instead of meditating all over the mountains and plains, I sat next to the oven in the room, meditating while roasting sweet potatoes. When I opened my eyes, the sweet potatoes that were still hard were ready to eat.

The extremely noisy purple butterfly beside him still chattered endlessly in winter, but fortunately, in winter, there were fewer wild flowers and weeds on the mountain, which was cruel to a butterfly. With a greenhouse, he started squatting in the greenhouse every day as a little butterfly, stealing nectar.

Of course, there are also roses in the little fox's flower field, which is also the happy haven that he dreams of as a butterfly. From time to time, he helps pollinate, or steals some nectar to eat, and lives happily.

It's just that if you eat too much of one kind of nectar, you will get tired.

Dao Ling responded that he ate too much rose nectar recently, which caused Dao Ling to accidentally inhale the scale powder of the purple butterfly. He dreamed all day long that he had turned into a buzzing bee, working hard every day. The rose field collected honey to make honey, and then one day, a giant butterfly monster attacked their beehive... All in all, Dao Ling didn't want to have such a messy dream anymore.

"Smelly Taoist, smelly Taoist, isn't it sweet to drink nectar every day? Isn't it sweet? You don't thank Die for such a good dream, you black-hearted ghost."

Dao Ling closed his eyes, forcibly held back the anger in his heart, and set 36 restrictions on his surface to avoid the ultimate nightmare of accidentally ingesting Zidie again.

Their side is noisy, but Xue Zhenqing's side is very quiet. Although the little white snake is a fairy who is about to transform, according to the snake's winter habit, he needs to hibernate, but because the little white snake is a fairy, So he doesn't need to hibernate for a long time in winter.

In order to cope with the little white snake's hibernation, Xue Zhenqing also bought him a beautiful small cup online, which can be heated to ensure that he can spend a warm winter in the cup. Wen was too hot, but he couldn't sleep...

So the little white snake still slept in his favorite eggshell cup. Now Xue Zhenqing has added many more warm yellow eggshell cups to Xue Zhenqing's cup collection rack. All the eggshell cups are made lifelike, especially one The eggshell cup, which is as big as a bowl in diameter, is very popular with the little white snake. On weekdays, he is a snake alone, holding four oval dark brown eggs, and lives a happy life of a landlord snake in the "cup pond egg forest".

And Cheng Yanding, an excited young man, is still working overtime at the end of the year to practice. Recently, there are few things by the fish pond, and he has found a new job to do, which is to play with the Longquan on the mountain. Cheng Yanding focuses on practicing water polo. As for the brat Longquan, his favorite thing to do is to spin 360 degrees while spraying all kinds of water—this brat and Cheng Yanding together, it's like a thunderbolt.

One of them smashed the water polo, and the other sprayed water crazily. They were very happy.

Cheng Yanding felt that he was practicing the precise meaning of water polo, while Longquan, the bear boy, thought it was fun to splash water.

Cheng Yanding regards Longquan as his training partner, while Longquan regards Cheng Yanding as a companion hired by Shen Zhoucheng, and they both feel extremely satisfied.

The Shen family was busy preparing for the New Year, and killed several chickens in a row. Shen Zhoucheng took the little fox spirit together to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner in the kitchen. Shen Li hummed his own fox song. The fox is lazy every day, either eating or sleeping, the happy days are unspeakable, although his food intake is increasing, but this little vixen has not become fat.

Shen Zhoucheng bought him a small sandbag. When he was not running up the mountain, he would turn into a little snow-white fox at home and kick the sandbag a few times with his strong little fox legs.

"Zhouzhou, take a look, are you ready?" Shen Li was helping to make egg dumplings in the kitchen. In a bowl, he beat a dozen eggs into it, and then frantically stirred them with chopsticks, trying hard to break the eggs into place. The egg white and egg yolk were mixed together, Shen Li hummed a little tune, and stirred it clockwise for a long time, feeling that the fox paws of a fox would be exhausted.

Shen Zhoucheng pinched the egg liquid a few times with his chopsticks, but the egg yolk was still not scattered, so he shook his head, "Stir for a few more minutes."

Shen Li let out a disappointed voice, "Okay."

Lazy little fox decided to take a rest with Fox Claws before continuing to stir.Relying that he and Shen Zhoucheng were the only ones in the kitchen, he conjured up three fox tails and fox ears. A frank and proud fox felt that he had done a lot of hard work stirring the egg liquid, so he had to reward himself with one Fox, so this little stupid fox waggled its fox tail, clung to Shen Zhoucheng's side, and stole three of the fried chicken wings that the other party had just fished out of the pot.

Shen Zhoucheng tapped lightly on the top of his head as a warning, "You chicken-stealing fox."

Stealing chickens and foxes doesn't care so much. Shen Li held the chicken wings in his hand with a smile, and after taking a bite of the fattest part of the meat, he winked at Shen Zhoucheng triumphantly. He stretched out a hand, fished the tail from behind to the front, and wiped his small chin with the tip of the tail.

The tone carried its own unique little joy, "Foxes will die if they don't eat chicken~"

Shen Zhoucheng glanced at the other party's undisguised three snow-white fox tails, as well as the pair of shining fox ears on the top of his head. It may be that he has been hiding at home for so long, but Grandma Shen has not discovered his original body. The little vixen couldn't help but feel complacent.

He no longer had the vigilance he had in the past.

As for something like a vixen, the more proud it is, the more it will show its tail in public.

"I advise you to put away the fox's tail immediately."

Shen Li vetoed it, "Don't—"

Shen Li's voice hadn't landed yet, but another voice came from the room at this time, "Xiaocheng, just now Aunt Sun sent some horseshoes, I peeled the skin and chopped the meat stuffing mixed with egg dumplings Let's go..."

As if a thunderbolt fell from the top of his head, Shen Li's entire fox froze, and the chicken wings in his hand fell to the ground...

He puts his tail back now, is there still time?