If You Can’t Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified

  Chapter 194 The world is more magnificent because the young man stepped forward

  The shadows of the twin towers hang upside down at sunset, and the evening wind blows away the smoke of thousands of houses.

  Yu Qixiang wandered the streets with Xu Wugui and Zhuo Yaoluo.

   With a pure smile on her face, the girl looked at the lights of thousands of houses on both sides of the street at dusk.

  In this shop, a family of three cooked fish, and the aroma of mandarin fish wafted out, creating a happy family scene.

  In another small courtyard, the father of the family was disciplining the child who escaped from the private school today. The child cried loudly, but Yu Qixiang laughed even more happily.

   Not far away, a single mother was washing clothes by the Zhutai River. Evening was not a good time to do laundry. There was a little girl beside her, wrapped in a thick cotton coat, looking at her mother pitifully.

   "Tomorrow I'm going to see your uncle. If you dirty your clothes at this time, if you don't do it tomorrow, I won't take you there."

   "Mom, I didn't mean to..."

  …

  Thousands of fireworks, like thousands of scenes, fell into the eyes of Yu Qixiang and Xu Wugui.

  Although Xu Wugui was young, seeing the thick smoke and fire, his eyes became a little lonely, but he stubbornly remained silent.

  At this time, Zhuo Yaoluo was only as big as a thumb, sitting on Xu Wugui's shoulder, he didn't care about these things, he just stared at his legs and counted the stones on his body.

   Yu Qixiang is the one who likes to watch these the most.

  Take Xu Wugui to the streets every day, after playing, eat some famous snacks of Taixuanjing, and occasionally go to see the famous scenery of Xuandu.

She also likes Xu Wugui and Zhuo Yaoluo very much, and plays with them every day. The great sage of Zhuxing Mountain who once entered the Dragon Palace, killed the Dragon King, and caused a lot of trouble is after all just a fifteen-year-old. A girl at the age of 50 is not mature enough, and she also likes to play around. Occasionally, she misses her relatives far away, or feels a little bit reluctant to part with this world.

Therefore.

  Yu Qixiang, who has been living in Lu Jing's small courtyard for half a month, is even more greedy for fireworks in the world.

Especially when she sees the reunion everywhere in the streets and alleys of this city, she always thinks in her heart, if her father is not King Chong'an, the world's martial arts leader, her mother and elder brother are also like the well-to-do people in Taixuanjing. A small courtyard, or a few tile-roofed houses, and a family of four can guard the years and months, happiness and well-being, how good would that be?

  The disputes in the world have nothing to do with them.

   But Yu Qixiang thought about it again, and thought of the tragic situation in the Beique Dragon Palace, and hesitated again in his heart.

"If I hadn't been the daughter of King Chong'an, if I hadn't dreamed of Gushe Shenren, then the teacher's blood feud would be over, and the people who died in the Beique Dragon Palace would only turn into unjust souls and drowned In the Beique Sea Dragon Palace, no one will think of them in lifetimes."

   Just like in the three prefectures of Chong'an, Yu Qixiang once turned his back on the people in it, shouldered the responsibility of the princess, and went to battle to kill the enemy.

Yu Qixiang always felt in his heart that since he did something wrong, he would have to pay the price, but the vast Dragon Palace was full of human heads, and the evil Dragon King never blessed the people with good weather, he only cannibalized people, and the court did not add much. If you want to control it, then there must always be someone to take care of it.

   And she is the daughter of the king of Chong'an. Many soldiers in the three prefectures of Chong'an fought bravely and sacrificed countless men and women, just to keep the countless people in Dafu.

  But if... these people will eventually fall into the belly of the dragon and be crushed by the sharp dragon teeth, then the death of the soldiers outside the border will be meaningless.

   "Fortunately, I'm the daughter of King Chong'an, so I can kill a dragon king in this life, and I've earned it."

  Yu Qixiang pouted, and returned to the courtyard with Xu Wugui and Zhuo Yaoluo.

  The weather was fine today, with a clear day and few clouds and fog. It seemed to welcome the coming of spring.

   It was just approaching the night, but a large piece of dark cloud came from nowhere, covering half of Taixuanjing, so the night seemed darker and darker.

  There are no stars and moons in the sky, and it is dark and oppressive, which seems quite depressing.

  Yu Qixiang ate the dinner prepared by Qingyue, read a book with Xu Wugui for a while, and played with Zhuo Yaoluo at Ye Mingzhu for a long time.

   It's just that today is different from the past, and the smile on Yu Qixiang's face seems a bit far-fetched.

  She looked at the sky from time to time, only to feel that under the thick dark clouds, there was a pair of murderous eyes hidden, and those eyes fell directly on her, as if they were going to crush her easily.

  But there was no fear in Yu Qixiang's eyes, and she never regretted what she did at the beginning.

only…

  Yu Qixiang looked at the yellow flower that he had planted together with Qingyue more than ten days ago in the courtyard, and then looked at the cozy small courtyard, feeling more and more reluctant in his heart.

  Having been displaced for more than half a year, Yu Qixiang was extremely homesick.

   It wasn't until she came to Taixuanjing, entered Lu Jing's courtyard, and accompanied Qingyue, Zhuo Yaoluo, Xu Wugui, Pei Yingui, and Hancai every day, that she felt a little more at ease.

  The long shadow still weighed on the girl, making her breathless.

  And the arrival of dark clouds after today made Yu Qixiang even more worried.

  She thought for a while, then quietly entered Qingyue's room, leaving a hairpin for Qingyue.

   That hairpin was given to her by her elder brother. She originally thought that when she was in age, her mother would tie up her hair for her, so she could use this hairpin.

   "I don't know if the pain on my brother's body is better."

  Thinking in this way, Yu Qixiang left another jade pendant for Xu Wugui and Zhuo Yaoluo, and then walked out of Qingyue's room.

  She sat in the courtyard and waited for a long time. Lu Jing, who had been studying and practicing in the library, finally came back.

   "Why didn't you go out to see the night view of Xuandu today?"

   Lu Jing was a little surprised to see Yu Qixiang sitting in a daze in the courtyard, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you these few days, and I leave early and return late every day, if the princess is here, I will definitely supervise your studies.

  Children's playing is playing, but they can't be too unscrupulous. "

  Yu Qixiang came back to his senses, some disapproval flashed in his eyes, and he said: "Mr. Jing, after careful calculation, you are only two years older than me. In the final analysis, you can only be considered slightly older than children."

  Lu Jing smiled at Mimi and looked at Yu Qixiang, and said, "Although I am only two years older than you, I am your mother's friend. If you really want to count carefully, you still have to call me uncle."

Yu Qixiang froze for a moment, looked at the young and overly "uncle" in front of him, and asked impatiently, "Mr. Jing, why did you become friends with my mother? You are actually quite different in age. My mother wasn't really sociable either, and didn't have many friends over the years."

  Lu Jing looked at the blooming flowers in the courtyard, and then at Qing Yue who was squatting far away in the kitchen, as if grinding some medicinal powder.

  Qingyue saw Lu Jing coming, her eyebrows were like a crescent moon, and she was waving towards Lu Jing.

  If it was a normal day, Qingyue would definitely rush out when Lu Jing came to Qingyue.

  But today, Qingyue also noticed that something was wrong with Yu Qixiang. Now that Yu Qixiang was talking to Lu Jing, she just watched from a distance, so you don't want to disturb her.

Lu Jing smiled at Qingyue, and then answered Yu Qixiang: "There are all kinds of people in this world, and there are also all kinds of fate. Your mother and I are actually two kinds of people. The reason why we can be friends is maybe Because of fate, maybe because we should have been friends.

  Actually, these... you don't need to think too much, just remember that I am your Uncle Lu Jing. "

  Yu Qixiang wrinkled his nose and said, "Mr. Jing, you are thinking too much. You are only two years older than me, and you want me to call you uncle? It is absolutely impossible."

  Lu Jinghun didn't care, and said: "It's up to you. If there is a chance in the future, we will meet your mother together, and be careful of being scolded."

  Yu Qixiang shook her head violently, her two braids were floating in the air, she looked extremely unwilling, but the tension in her eyes and the confusion about the way forward were much less.

   "It's good luck. There is a mother's friend like Mr. Lu Jing in Taixuanjing, but... I'm afraid he won't be able to meet my mother with me."

  Yu Qixiang thought so in his heart, but said in his mouth: "Mr. Jing, the reason why I waited for you in the courtyard today is actually to say goodbye to you."

  Yu Qixiang's tone clearly revealed some reluctance.

   Zhuo Yaoluo, who was wandering in the soil of the flower garden, suddenly poked his head out.

  In the kitchen, Qingyue's movement of grinding the powder also faltered slightly.

   Lu Jing frowned and asked, "Where are you going? Senior Baili hasn't left the palace yet, so you want to go back to Candle Star Mountain by yourself?"

  Yu Qixiang said: "I'm not going to Zhuxing Mountain. Among the great saints in Zhuxing Mountain, there are good people, and there are also annoying people. I'm going to go home."

  Lu Jing didn't interrupt, but just looked at Yu Qixiang.

Yu Qixiang lowered his head and said: "Sister Qingyue's food is delicious, even better than those made by the old soldiers in the mansion. Zhuo Yaoluo can become as big as the house, but he is like a Like a kitten, very docile, I still remember that I wanted such a cat in the early days.

   It's just that one year there was a shortage of food and grass in the three prefectures of Chong'an, and all cats and dogs within a radius of 500 miles were eaten up, and the thought of raising a cat was gone.

Although Xu Wugui is younger, he is more sensible than me. He studies hard every day. These days, he is also practicing a method of nourishing qi to smooth his own qi and blood. He always thinks that he will travel the world like Sister Pei in the future. Or like you, become a teacher who teaches and educates people. "

   "Sister Pei and Sister Hancai have very different personalities, but they are equally kind...

  Yu Qixiang counted his fingers and chattered.

Until the end, Yu Qixiang looked at Qingyue in the kitchen and said sincerely: "Mr. Jing, when you have free time in the future, you can also come to Chong'an Sanzhou. Although it is more dangerous there, there are many beautiful scenery to see, such as There is a piece of rapeseed growing in Jiuzhongyuan.

  When it comes to the blooming season, there is a sea of ​​yellow flowers, with no end in sight at a glance, and being in it is like being wrapped in golden clouds, which is very beautiful. "

  Lu Jing was standing by the garden, listening to Yu Qixiang.

  Yu Qixiang lowered his head and kept introducing the beautiful scenery of the three prefectures of Chong'an.

  From the sea of ​​flowers to Yunshan, and then to a poplar grove, there are valleys where melons can grow, and caves where unicorns are said to haunt...

   She seemed to be introducing the three prefectures of Chong'an to Lu Jing, and she seemed to be recalling the beauty of her hometown.

   She talked for a long time, but she was full of tears.

   But this young girl has a strong nature, because there are tears in her eyes, but she refuses to look up, and finally returns to the house under the cover of night.

  Lu Jing looked at Yu Qixiang's back: "This girl is really homesick."

  He thought so in his heart.

  The thick and dark clouds in the sky are constantly flowing.

  Looking up, Lu Jing felt that one of them was a creature that seemed to be born with some kind of coercion. When he wandered in the sky, all kinds of magical powers came into being and circulated around him.

  Lu Jing was thoughtful.

  It seems that it was the legendary Dragon King of Absolute Beginning who entered Xuandu.

  At this moment, Lu Jing, who was about to go back to the main house, suddenly frowned slightly. He said a few words to Qing Yue, and then turned and went out the door.

   Walking out of the deep and quiet Kongshan Lane, under the flickering lights of Yanglu Street, there are two figures standing.

  The two figures stood side by side, looking at Lu Jing from afar.

  One of them, Lu Jing, was quite familiar with him. He had met him before when he was in Shihua Pavilion.

  At this time, Chu Yeshan was still wearing a gray robe, with a rough face and a burly body, making it difficult to think that he was a scholar who had accomplished a lot.

  He saw Lu Jing coming and saluted Lu Jing from afar.

  The identity of Mr. Lu Jingshulou can make the vast majority of scholars sincerely respect him.

  Even though the Duke of Chu's mansion stood behind the Seventh Prince, Chu Yeshan had once advised the Seventh Prince, and the Duke of Chu's mansion also sent strong men to kill Lu Jing, among them was Chu Yeshan.

  Although he is an opponent, Chu Yeshan still has respect for Lu Jingxin.

  Beside Chu Yeshan, another person dressed in black brocade, with two dragon horns on his head, and a natural power in his eyes, looked at Lu Jing who was slowly walking out of the empty mountain alley, without saying a word.

   "Mr. Lu Jing."

When Chu Yeshan saw Lu Jing coming, he still had a rather heroic smile on his face. He took a step forward and said, "Today, Chu Yeshan was entrusted by the Seventh Prince and wanted to pass an invitation to Mr. A few days later, the opening banquet.

  The 20th day of the first lunar month...

  It was the day when the Seventh Prince opened his mansion.

  The Seventh Prince, who had spent nine years thinking about the wall in the Zhuzhong Que, was finally about to walk out of the Taixuan Palace and establish a mansion.

   Chu Yeshan was speaking, but he was still holding an invitation card in his hand.

   Lu Jing took the invitation and opened it carefully, only to find that there were only numbers written on the invitation.

   "Mr. Lu Jing, please come to the mansion for a talk on the day the mansion is opened."

   "Yuxuan Tower."

  Although there were not many words on this invitation, when these words fell into Lu Jing's eyes, Lu Jing's expression changed slightly.

   There are more than 20 characters in this area, all of which are written in cursive by Lu Jing.

  Since Lu Jing became famous, Lu Jing's cursive script has become popular in Taixuanjing. I don't know how many dignitaries have been looking for Lu Jing's calligraphy, copying it every day, hoping to get some charm.

  So Lu Jing's cursive script is also called Jing style.

   There are countless people who imitate the scenery, but very few people can get the charm of it.

  But the words on today's invitation really have the appearance of sharp sword intent, horizontal strokes, and continuous strokes, and there is a bit of sincerity from Lu Jing.

   And remove these...

In the final signature Yuxuanlou, there is still a surging murderous intent, and the continuous murderous intent is mixed in every pen and ink. The pen and ink are like knives and swords, as if they are going to turn into a rain of swords and swords, and blow away Lu Jing's life. .

   And this Yuxuan Tower is exactly the name of the Seventh Prince.

   "The sharp pen and ink seems to be mixed with the thunder that is about to send out. The Seventh Prince's handwriting is not bad."

  Lu Jing praised, and then changed the topic: "The thunder was full of murderous intent, but it stopped abruptly. The Seventh Prince specially handed over this invitation, because he wanted to discuss with me the way of killing the primordial spirit?"

Chu Yeshan was also very calm, and replied: "Sir, the Seventh Prince has been in Zhuzhong Que for a long time. In the past six months, your reputation has gradually increased, but he has never seen you. It is because of this... that he wrote this invitation card himself, I want to invite you to the mansion to talk to you."

  When Chu Yeshan said this, he paused for a moment, and then said: "The seventh prince will wait for you in the mansion. It would be best if the husband can come, but if the husband can't come, the seventh prince will toast you with wine."

  Lu Jing was thoughtful.

  Besides another person with dragon horns, his eyes passed Lu Jing and fell straight into the empty mountain alley.

   "Yu Qixiang has lived with you for many days?"

  This person has his hands behind his back, and the dragon scales between his neck are still shining with strange brilliance.

  His eyes were cold, looking at Yanglu Street and Kongshan Lane, as if he was looking at an ordinary world, and he was a fairy **** aloof.

  A natural power is mixed in it, and it is also accompanied by blood coercion that can make all things bow their heads.

   Chu Yeshan on the side heard this person speak, and saw that Lu Jing did not answer, so he took the initiative to laugh and said: "Mr. Lu Jing, this is Prince Xuanwei from Taichonghai.

  He happened to be a guest at Que Chong in Zhuzhong. Today I came to deliver the invitation. He also wanted to see the elegant demeanor of Tai Xuanjing, the leader in white, so he came with me. "

   Lu Jing was about to speak.

Prince Xuanwei frowned, and said to Chu Yeshan who was beside him: "I have already met this so-called young leader of Taixuanjing, Xiaoguogong, I just came here today to take a look... Central Taichong Dragon Lord Now that we have entered Xuandu, when the eyes of all dragons in the world are on Taixuanjing, where is this Yu Qixiang?"

  Chu Yeshan stood side by side with Prince Xuanwei, but he didn't care what the Prince of the Central Taichong Dragon Palace said.

  Lu Jing raised his eyebrows, looked at Prince Xuanwei up and down, and said, "Prince Xuanwei? We met once more than ten days ago."

  Ten days ago, when Lu Jing went to find Nan Fengmian for a drink, there were changes in the wind and clouds and surging waves on the way. A dragon watched him through the clouds and mist.

   That dragon is Prince Xuanwei.

  Thinking about it carefully, Prince Xuanwei's eyes were still a little sad at that time, as if Lu Jing had let him down.

Prince Xuanwei looked at Lu Jing's waist-calling sword and rain-calling sword, and saw the white clothes on Lu Jing's body, but frowned, and said, "Sir, you are the pride of Taixuanjing, and you have the discipline. authority, but now they take in a key criminal who slaughtered the Dragon Palace, have you ever considered that this is not appropriate?"

  Prince Xuanwei stood under the lights, his body was extremely tall, he looked down at Lu Jing, his indifferent gaze fell on Lu Jing as if it turned into a strong wind, blowing the white clothes on Lu Jing's body.

  Hearing Prince Xuanwei's words, Lu Jing showed some surprise on his face, and asked, "Prince Xuanwei is from Taichonghai?"

  Prince Xuanwei remained silent.

Lu Jing asked again: "The Taichong Dragon Palace is the head of the five-party Dragon Palace, and the other four dragon kings are respected by the Taichong Dragon Lord. The Taichong Dragon Palace knows that the North Que Sea Dragon King practiced the blood array with the life of ordinary creatures. Do you want to extend your life with this?"

  Lu Jing remained calm, but his eyes fell on Prince Xuanwei, observing the many subtle expressions on Prince Xuanwei's face.

  But he never thought that Prince Xuanwei nodded calmly, and said: "The Dragon King of Beique was once stabbed by a domineering general and was seriously injured. He suffered for hundreds of years, but he couldn't escape the fate of losing his vitality and dying.

  Because of this, I, the eldest prince of Taichonghai, gave him the method of prolonging his life, in order to make him continue his life and keep Beiquehai intact, so there is that blood array. "

   Chu Yeshan on the side was a little surprised, and he couldn't help turning his head to look at Prince Xuanwei.

  Prince Xuanwei seemed to think that such things were quite normal, and there was no trace of strangeness on his face.

  Lu Jing, who originally wanted to detect the truth from Prince Xuanwei's expression, couldn't help squinting his eyes.

  He looked as usual, and asked again: "Ordinary creatures also have lives, family members, and many fate and feelings involved in the world.

  If they die because of this, just to prolong the life of the Dragon King, I'm afraid they are not very willing in their hearts? "

  Prince Xuanwei heard Lu Jing's question, glanced at Lu Jing, and said, "Lu Jing, I have been in Taixuanjing for more than ten days, and I have read your three thousand words.

  But I think your remarks are quite ridiculous. Although the master paused, he ignored the facts. "

   "There are all spirits in the world, and there are naturally extremely noble people among people, and that is the many adults who stand on high places in Taixuanjing.

  They turn their hands into clouds, and turn their hands into rain. The huge Fu Dynasty runs with their own ideas, which is naturally invaluable.

  But among the people, most of them are lowly. They can't cultivate, they can only work all day long, and live a mediocre life, just to change their stomachs. "

   "What's the benefit of these people living in the world? Entering the Beique Sea Dragon Palace, turning into a part of the blood formation, and continuing the life of the Dragon King, can play a great role."

"Lu Jing, you mentioned in your three thousand words that everyone has a life...but there are people with high lives and people with low lives! People with low lives are like weeds. Once you cut off a stubble, another stubble will naturally grow again. , How can their lives be compared with the lives of dragons?"

  Prince Xuanwei did not hide his words. He tilted his head and stared at Lu Jing in front of him, speaking very directly.

   "Lu Jing, although you come from an ordinary background and were expelled from the Taixuan Palace, you have now crawled out of the humble soil, and you have your own nobility.

  Now that you have come so far, you should not classify yourself with those lowly people, otherwise you will become a different kind in the eyes of many of your kind, and it will also bring you a lot of trouble. "

At the end of Prince Xuanwei's words, his voice became a little colder, and he looked towards Kongshan Lane: "Since the North Que Sea Dragon King has fallen, the noble dragons in the world cannot die like this, even if she is the daughter of King Chong'an, and pay in blood.

  Lu Jing... I heard that you are old with the princess, but I hope to see you at the Seventh Prince's opening banquet. You shouldn't be in this muddy water. "

  Lu Jing listened steadily all the time, occasionally a look of deep thought flashed through his eyes.

   Until Prince Xuanwei finished speaking.

  Lu Jing finally asked: "But I don't know, how many people died when the North Que Sea Dragon King wanted to prolong his life?"

  Prince Xuanwei waved his hand, as if he was a little bored with Lu Jing's question: "If they die, they die. Who will count them?"

  A smile appeared on Lu Jing's face, he nodded and said, "That's right, the high-ranking dragon family only killed tens of thousands of ordinary people, so how can they count their numbers? This is too troublesome."

  At this time, Chu Yeshan also frowned, looking at Prince Xuanwei beside him.

   Vaguely, even Chu Yeshan felt that Prince Xuanwei's attitude towards mortals was somewhat disgusting.

   This is tantamount to indifference, as if the attitude of people walking on the road, not knowing how many ants they have trampled to death, made Chu Yeshan, who has always been heroic, feel a little uncomfortable in his heart.

   After Lu Jing finished speaking, he just let out a foul breath, still with a smile on his face, turned and walked towards the empty mountain alley.

  Prince Xuanwei looked at Lu Jing's back. For some reason, in this short moment, he could detect some charm of the world's sword armor from Lu Jing's back.

   This made Prince Xuanwei momentarily stunned.

  Since he shook his head slightly, dispelled many thoughts in his mind, and said to himself: The difference is very far, and it must not be compared. "

  He still remembers, when the magic spell and the white deer crossed the sky, at the end of the South China Sea, a sleeping old dragon opened his eyes and worshiped the man walking in the void.

  The Candle King on the Iron Throne spread out his hands and said: "Being under my command, you can look down on the heaven and earth with me."

  The Master, who had already ascended to the sky, also dropped pen and ink from the sky, admiring...

  The whale has not yet swallowed the sea, but the sword energy has already fallen!

  At this time, the young man in the distance is also dressed in white clothes like the sword armor under heaven, but in Prince Xuanwei's heart, the two are different.

  Lu Jing then returned to Kongshan Lane and entered his own courtyard, but frowned again.

   "Where's Qixiang?" He asked Qingyue.

  Qing Yue said: "I just went back to the house."

  Lu Jing glanced at the wing room, didn't say much, but smiled softly at Qingyue, and said, "Brother Fengmian invited me to have a drink today, you should rest earlier, and you have to go to Mr. Eleven tomorrow."

  In his mind, there are still many messages echoing.

  【Big culprit: Angry the dragons in the world... Get the honor of life [Dragon Slayer]. 】…

  …

  Tonight, many things will happen in Taixuanjing.

  The clouds and mist in the sky were thick and thick, as if a storm was brewing.

  In the Taixuan Palace, a middle-aged man dressed in silver armor, with the power of heaven and earth in his eyes, was sitting opposite the free and easy-going Baili Qingfeng.

  The two sat facing each other, but the middle-aged man remained silent.

  Baili Qingfeng chuckled, and handed the red gourd around his waist to the middle-aged man.

  Nan Xuehu was in the Nanguo mansion, but he felt a little worried in his heart. He always felt that with Lu Jing's temperament, there would always be some disturbances.

  Nan Fengmian sat cross-legged in the small pavilion, glanced at Nan Xuehu, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, there are already rules in this storm, and since there are rules, Lu Jing won't make a special trip to die."

  Nan Xuehu sighed, and said: "Mr. Lu Jing has a straight temper and can't tolerate sand in his eyes. Such a person is naturally worthy of admiration, but he will have to bear many dangers in the end."

  Nan Fengmian shook his head solemnly, he looked at Nan Xuehu seriously, and said: "Sometimes, the world becomes more beautiful because young people stand up."

  "Some people in Xuandu have to take into account the general situation of the world, some feel that the lives of the common people are indeed no match for the life of the Dragon King, and some people are busy helping the world and resisting foreign enemies, so they don't have time to act.

Only the innocent Yu Qixiang felt that the Dragon King shouldn't kill people. She killed the Dragon King and messed up the situation in Beiquehai, but she was paying for the mortals in the world. If she died alone in Taixuanjing In the spring breeze..."

"not good."

  ps: There is a treasure chest, and the operator who opened 6666 will give a 388 red envelope.

  (end of this chapter)