Wang Han changed his number and confirmed his position again.

Then he walked back.

There is a lotus pond behind the Lu family's courtyard.

There is a pavilion by the pool.

Wang Han walked towards the pavilion.

Just now, I could clearly feel the Kowloon seal in this pavilion.

When Wang Han raised his head and searched around, his body suddenly became stiff.

In the middle of the light, I saw a man standing on the pavilion, looking at the Lianchi.

He whispered Huang Shang's "Yao Chi Yue".

"The dust is washed away, and the mountains are lined up in the clouds and the Han.

The green plate leaps and hides the cold stream of plain forests.

The water flows rapidly, and several peach blossoms pass by, so there is a spring fairy hall left.

Qin Yu asked, the previous dynasty changed.

Lu Lang is here to be in full life.

Who is with you?

Yuan Weng laughed and said, it was never too late.

It's even more satisfying that the world is fun.

The Tao has not yet been established, and the body is particularly illusory.

Life passes by, and the dream goes back and forth.

When you sleep in Song Temple, you will meet the spiritual source and all things appear. You must see it in nothing.

Qiankun Cauldron, Yin and Yang Charcoal.

The branches are beautiful, and the golden is rotten.

What trouble!
Chapter completed!