Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

With the sound of chickens crowing, the bustling Yinling City gradually woke up, and the calm streets were gradually covered by pedestrians, donkeys and horses.

Everyone was busy with their own affairs, and no one would notice an excited red-robed Taoist sitting on the tiles of an inn, and no one could understand Li Huowang's mood at the moment.

"Father?" Li Sui, who felt a little surprised, carefully touched Li Huowang's fast-beating heart with those two tentacles.

Although it had been an hour, Li Huowang still couldn't calm down, and turned over and over to read the contents of the letter in his hand.

No one can understand what this letter represents to him, which means that he will not be in pain and confusion all the time, his life is not full of pain and despair, and he still has hope! !

As long as he can find a way to get rid of the illusion from the north wind. As long as you can endure the hardships, the hardships you have suffered over the years are all worth it!

You can also live like an ordinary person and live a safe and secure life with the person you love!

It was at this moment that the lingering intention of death in Li Huowang's heart was completely dissipated at this moment. At this moment, he had one and only goal, he couldn't die to live! To live to get rid of the confusion of the heart!

"Huowang, what are you doing on the roof?" Bai Lingmiao's words made Li Huowang quickly recover his mind.

He rolled over and rushed down, hugged him tightly, and looked at her delicate face with excitement. "There is a way, there is a way!"

Not only is his goal clear, but Bai Lingmiao's troubles have also been resolved, which is a double happiness.

The photographer said in his heart that he had found the way of the military, and the other party had a way to relieve the evil spirit!

"What's the matter? What are you doing?" Bai Lingmiao asked in confusion.

Li Huowang shook his head gently, lowered his head and pecked her pink lips, and said excitedly, "Let's go! Let's pack up and go to Beijing!"

In Baijia Village, a group of people with children and daughters are watching the excitement around the Baijia lobby.

Lu Zhuangyuan changed his slick and sloppy appearance, and sat majestically on the Taishi chair. In front of him, five boys of different sizes knelt there, holding a cup of tea in their hands.

The first tall man spoke first, "The disciple Zhan Yuansheng voluntarily joined Lu Zhuangyuan's apprentice to learn how to make a living in the pear orchard, and all the money and money earned during the period went to the master. Never mind!"

After he finished speaking, he took the tea in his hand to Zhuangyuan Lu. Zhuangyuan Lu held back his pride and took a sip. The young man knelt down, nibbled three times in front of Zhuangyuan Lu, and shouted cautiously. master.

Followed by the second and third, until the fifth disciple, Lu Zhuangyuan, who was holding a shelf, pretended to say deeply: "A champion in three years, but a small student in ten years! Don't look at us The next nine, but three hundred and sixty lines can also be the champion!"

"Disciples, you must practice hard, don't be lazy! In the future, you must become a famous person who will be famous for the ages!"

After drawing the pie, Zhuangyuan Lu coughed lightly, and said to the eldest son beside him, "Take people, how about you take them to try their physique first."

After they all left, Zhuangyuan Lu jumped off the chair of the Grand Master, and immediately put down his disguise, as happy as a plucked monkey.

The dog baby holding a handful of melon seeds teased: "Master Lu, the more you do, the more prosperous your Lu family is, so you can go to Yinling City to buy a theater!"

Although this is a joke, it is poking at the itch of Class Master Lu, and the smile on his face is piled up into a flower, "Hehehe, borrow Jiyan from you!"

Zhao Wu, who was leaning on a wooden crutch, asked with some doubts: "Master Lu, where did you find these people? Their parents are willing to let their children sing with you?"

Generally speaking, as long as there is a thin field, they will not send their children out to sing, and it will be shameful to say it.

"Hehe, what I'm not willing to give up, I still have to have it first." Lu Zhuangyuan proudly pulled out the cigarette rod inserted in the back ridge, and began to smoke.

"These are all the little beggars I met in the old man's field. If you are in charge of eating and drinking, who would refuse. Hey, you are saying that it is strange. Daliang is so rich, there are still beggars."

"What's so strange about this, there are not many unfortunate people in any place, but there are so many fields here, and they can be owned by the owner. You still continue to sing?"

Lu Zhuangyuan thought of the fields around Niuxin Village, and his heart was itching, but he finally nodded. "Hey, it's not wrong to have Tian and singing."

In the end, Zhuangyuan Lu was still worried. After all, these fields were not his own. Without Li Huowang as his owner, there would be no way for them to drive him out one day.

But if you really want to build a theater, you can earn every brick and tile by yourself. Live comfortably.

He actually wanted to talk to Miss Bai about this matter, but there was something wrong with their family and he never found the time.

Originally, I wanted to wait for Miss Bai to feel better, and then send her daughter-in-law to investigate, but she didn't think so. This girl, like Xiao Daoye, didn't know where to go.

"God boy, where did Miss Bai go? When will you come back? Do you have a letter of approval?"

Lu Zhuangyuan asked the thief-eyed guy, how can she say that the entire Baijia Village is also her family property, she does not hire many tenants in this field, and no one talks about what kind of grain she grows.

These two are like immortals, as if they can live by drinking dew, and they don't touch the fireworks of the world. If you don't touch the fireworks, at least give the fireworks to the old man before I leave before it's too late!

Hearing the other party's question, Gouwa's face was overjoyed. "Ah, yes, my wife is pregnant. I'm going to be a father, and it's still early to give birth. At least it's New Year's Day and next year's Qingming Festival."

The folds on Lu Zhuangyuan's face were wrinkled together~www.wuxiamtl.com~ looked at the dog with contempt, and secretly said with disgust: "Did I ask you this? Now, I'm still a grandfather."

"What about Miss Chun? She hasn't been seen recently?"

The dog baby grabbed a salted melon seed and threw it into his mouth, and while opening the shell with his teeth, he replied, "I don't know if she has my daughter-in-law, and besides her stinky temper, I don't care. what."

Hearing this, Zhuangyuan Lu seemed to have heard the other party's warning, and left with a haha.

Gouwa spit out the melon seed shell in his mouth, turned proudly and left the hall of Bai's house, he could still tell whether he was an outsider or an outsider.

What I found in the basement of the Bai family ancestral hall, I told the brothers and sisters who were in distress, and told Lu Jiaban that it was impossible.

Going around in the deserted Baijia Village, Gouwa walked into the gate of a high-walled compound in the east of the village, grabbed the tiger's head and slapped it. "Fool, open the door, what kind of door do you lock in the daytime?"