Wind and rain domestic selfie zones are waiting for

Wind and rain domestic selfie zones are waiting for

Wind and rain domestic selfie zones are waiting for

When Wenjiu and Xuanyuan Jimo found Ziya, the small auspicious cloud had already lost all consciousness. The basketball-sized cloud just squatted under a peach tree. It was the place where it was born, it was the place where the old man liked to sit the most. The auspicious cloud that was trapped in chaos would subconsciously find the safest place.

"Is this the boss?" Even though Xuanyuan Jimo, who had already begun to slowly accept that those things really exist in this world, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and ask, "What is it?"

"It?" Wen Jiu smiled gently, squatted down slightly, held the auspicious cloud with both hands and hugged it in his arms, "It is Yazi, but it turned into auspicious beasts, not ferocious beasts."

"Yao Zi?" Xuanyuan Jimo went forward without thinking and hugged Wen Jiu's shoulder and looked at the cloud that occupied his wife's arms unhappily and said, "It's like a ball of cotton, different from the legend in China."

"This Yazi is not the other Yazi." Wenjiu mobilized the spiritual power in the dantian and slowly moved towards the auspicious clouds, and smiled at Xuanyuan Jimo and said: "The legendary Yazi in China is the nine sons of the dragon. She is arrogant and abandoned by Long's father because of her body like a leopard. Later, she wandered around the world, established her own family, and was named Yazi."

"What about it?" Xuanyuan Jimo looked at it more and more and more, and the tyranny in his eyes was raging like a wind and clouds.

"Of course, it is not a dragon son, but a Yazi that a capable person imagined when carving. The same name is Yazi, but it can be fierce or auspicious, male or female, all depends on the wishes of the carver." As he said that, Wen Jiu bent his eyes and chuckled, looking at the jade pendant on Jimo's neck and said, "Chao Meng was a general in troubled times. If the things he carries are also evil, then the world will be in chaos and the people will live in trouble. This thing will become a evil thing instead of being as bright and transparent as it is now."

"So what Ajiu means is that the person who carved this jade pendant wanted to make this thing prosperous for the people?" Xuanyuan Jimo, who is half Chinese blood, understood that these were more than enough.

"That's right." Wen Jiu nodded, then looked at Ziya, who was already in chaos with some regrets and said, "But more likely, I hope Ziya can influence the generals more, kill less, and avoid being miserable to the lives of life."

"Oh..." Xuanyuan Jimo couldn't help but poke the auspicious clouds and said in confusion: "Then is it still alive?"

"It's just that consciousness is trapped in chaos." Wen Jiu nodded, then turned around and looked at Xuanyuan Jimo and said, "Let Huo Ran raise it. The breath on Huo Ran's body is too dark, and Zi Ya can still affect him more or less."

"Yeah!" Xuanyuan Jimo immediately curled the corner of his mouth when he heard this, and almost said it directly: 'It's okay to raise anyone, as long as it's not Ajiu holding it.'

Wu Saner, who finally woke up naturally, pulled her slippers, drank her cold water and washed her face with a slightly blurred look. Then, as usual, she took her mobile phone and chose a few dishes that her unscrupulous boss liked to pay.

Wu Saner, who always felt something was wrong today, patted her head, her squinting eyes immediately glared, and shouted to the third floor with a loud voice: "Boss, boss!"

There was no response to silence. If you put it in normal times, you would throw down some precious antiques on it. Now you were finally a little panicked. Wu Saner's eyes wet. Suddenly, his mind saw that his unscrupulous boss often wore a white Tang suit, holding a jade bone fan carved with auspicious clouds in his hand, and leaning against the attic while shaking the fan.

"Fallen leaves return to their roots? What a shitty fallen leaves return to their roots!" Wu Saner couldn't help but shouted to the empty room: "Ziya, Ziya? Ziya..."

"Damn it, what leaves are falling? Do you think you are a flower? You don't even get old after raising me so big. Now you are talking about the fallen leaves..." Wu Saner, who was sobbing, wiped off the unscrupulous golden beans and ran down from the attic quickly, grabbed the car key, and rushed to the Youran Village that the man said without changing his shoes.

In fact, fate is sometimes a very wonderful thing. Wu Saner, who has rarely encountered red lights and traffic jams, bumped her two together this time. Looking at the vehicle in front of her, Wu Saner held her breath and smashed her fist hard on the steering wheel. Her face, which was as bright as a Maitreya Buddha, was smiling so hard that she was a fat man. At this moment, her eyes were slightly red.

The old man who stood out was enough to resist the situation was now pulling his steering wheel and crying like a child. Wu Saner couldn't help but punch him on his face. Wu Saner actually didn't know what his surname was. He picked up by Ziya.

In Ziya's words, Wu Saner was the third child he was willing to pick up in his life. The first child was named Wu, and Wu Saner was also surnamed Wu. Ziya, who was too lazy to even think of a name, directly waved his pen. From then on, all Wu Saner's homework books were printed with three loud big characters Wu Saner.

He did not allow Wu Saner to call him his father. He asked why, how did the man answer him at that time? The seemingly heartless and immortal bastard said to himself with a smile: "What? Do you want to call me dad? Don't interfere, I will tell you, you may have to let me die in the future!" Look, does this seem to be what a six-year-old should say?

Wu Saner, who I thought I wouldn't remember, suddenly appeared. Those memories were so clear that they filled their heads, blocking Wu Saner's mind.

How could he forget the smile on the man's face when he said he would definitely send him off to the man's death. At that time, he didn't understand. Later he realized that the man was too lonely and too tired. It was not that he was unwilling to go out. He just wanted to deceive himself. If he couldn't see those people, those people would exist there forever, but he also knew that people could not live for so long.

Wu Saner, who rarely cried, held her steering wheel like a sponge, and the liquid in her eyes kept sliding from her eyes. It turned out that this was what the person had been experiencing. It turned out that he locked himself in the house forever because of this pain and never left the door... The people in other cars seemed to hear the whimpering sounds from afar.

Wu San'er didn't know that during the period when he was in the traffic jam, his unscrupulous father had already been stuffed into the car by Xuanyuan Jimo.

Wen Jiu, who had no intention of dealing with the other evil spirit, waved his hand and directly restrained the aura of the two of them. At this time, Wen Jiu looked more spiritual than ordinary people.

The two of them were leisurely rushing towards the direction where Chen Bin and others were heading. From time to time, they went back a few times, untied a small formation and continued to happily pull Xuanyuan Jimo forward.

Although Xuanyuan Jimo, who couldn't understand what the little guy was doing, most of the time, stood silently in his place, his eyes were filled with the small figure that was spinning around a place, and his light blue eyes were calm and gentle. The tyranny that had been needed to be suppressed became much calmer without realizing it. It seemed that after pretending to be the little guy, those things could no longer be accommodated, and they were all forgotten.

Chen Bin, carrying gifts and ghost-removing talismans, didn't wait for Aunt Chen to knock on the door, but he took a breath and directly slapped at the antique wooden door with exquisite pictures engraved. He shouted, "Aunt, Auntie, are you at home?"

"Huh? Where should I stay if I am not at home?" Aunt Chen, who did not hear the response, muttered to herself, and then said to Xu Yao and others awkwardly: "Why, I'll let Bin take you to the back mountain first, where there are large areas of red mountain flowers, which are so beautiful."

"No, no, aunt, let's wait here. It's the hot day, it's the same for us to go out in the afternoon." After receiving Chen Bin's look of help, Qi Bo was also worried about leaving Aunt Chen here alone. After all, the things in this room might be when they want that...

"Hey, that's OK." Aunt Chen, who didn't think much, immediately pushed Chen Bin away, reached out and patted the wooden door heavily, shouting at the top of her voice: "Xiuer, Xiuer, are you in the house? Xiuer?"

Looking at Aunt Chen who was not planning to go back, Chen Bin thought about it and shouted into the house as if he had completed the task, "Auntie? Auntie? Brother? Are you at home?" As soon as Chen Bin finished speaking, the wooden door in front of him suddenly creaked, and before Xu Yao and others could see him look at the wooden door.

The wooden frame window, about one person tall next to it, was suddenly opened with curtains. No one knew when the people in the house were quietly looking at the windows and curtains, until the wooden door rang, and the people in the house curled strangely and said, "I'm here, I'm here."

Qi Bo and others, who heard the sound, ignored the wooden door. The reflexive hairs stood up and took a step back together, looking vigilantly at the woman lying on the bed in the house again.

Xu Yao's reaction was even more obvious. He instantly felt a cold sweat, and there were two identical souls lying on the bed.

The man on the bed seemed to know that Xu Yao could see him if nothing happened. He supported his head with one hand and pointed at Xu Yao with a light and sarcastic expression, "This person doesn't seem to be from our village, right?"

Although Aunt Chen was startled by Liu Xiu who suddenly appeared behind the curtains, when she saw Liu Xiu's obviously changing style, she couldn't help but frown and stood in front of the small wooden-framed window with her hips and shouted: "Xiuer, open the door quickly, I have something to tell you."

"Just say that." Although Liu Xiu was answering Aunt Chen's words, his eyes were fixed on Xu Yao, who was as hot as a cake to them, and murmured softly: "It's so delicious!"

"Aunt!" Although Chen Bin could not see the two souls lying on the bed, he could also clearly feel that the aunt wanted to do something was Xu Yao, who was only seventeen years old. Thinking that this matter was originally caused by the two cousins, he was disobedient at the foot, but in front of Xu Yao, he shouted to the woman on the bed: "Aunt, I am Chen Bin, Bin!"

"Oh~ Bin." "Auntie" glanced at Chen Bin lazyly, and then looked at Xu Yao with a mouth-watering face. Specifically, it was the sweet blood that combined Xu Yao and the inner alchemy.

"Xiu, how are you talking? The younger generation comes to see you, why don't you open the door quickly? What do you think of lying like this?" Before Chen Bin could speak, Aunt Chen was a little unhappy. Why was the child he grew up in love with was ignored here? What's more, Chen Bin is much more filial than the two little bastards you raised in your family.

"Haha..." The thing on the bed smiled slightly, then waved his hand and said to Aunt Chen: "Isn't the door open? Come in, the tea has been brewed."

Aunt Chen, who hadn't thought deeper, looked at the wooden door that had indeed been opened long ago, and was happy. She forgot everything. She walked straight into the house and said, "Where is that tea? Soon, I'm almost thirsty."

"Where is here?" Suddenly, "Auntie" who walked out of the room lightly blew the cold air at Aunt Chen's cochlea and said, "Do you want to drink hot or cold?"

Looking at Liu Xiu who suddenly appeared in front of him, Aunt Chen staggered and took a step back uncontrollably. After reaching out and pushing Liu Xiu's face that was very close, she said, "Anything is fine. Stay away from me, you're so sucking."

Chen Bin, who had just walked into the house a step slower, was stunned when he saw his aunt's bold moves. Without thinking, he stepped forward and blocked Aunt Chen and said to 'Liu Xiu': "We want to be cold."

"Haha... Yes, you can sit for a while." Liu Xiu looked at Chen Bin with a profound meaning and noticed that it was daytime now. He didn't dare to do anything randomly and went directly to the place in his memory. He took a few cups, scooped a few scoops of water from the large jar and put them in the cup.

Influenced by his own father, Qi Bo is somewhat interested in antiquities, especially the exquisite pictures carved on the wooden door. He couldn't help but reach out and touch the carving.

The more I looked, the more I was surprised. Qi Bo, who was so vivid, squatted down slowly and looked at the eyes of the person on the moment. It was so exquisite that it was like a board carved by a real person. It was really no different from a real person. When he thought about it, he reached out and touched the eyeballs with clear eyelashes.

Suddenly, Qi Bo would not believe what his eyes had just seen. He...he actually saw the eyeballs rolling, and it really moved. Qi Bo's whole body softened, his slightly shrunk pupils stared at the person on the wooden door, and his upper teeth bit on his lips.

Qi Bo, who held his fist tightly, reached out and touched the woodblock again. This time, not only Qi Bo blinked the person, but also Xu Yao felt the problem with the door. There seemed to be something inside...

Xu Yao, who was frowning, looked up and happened to see the water from "Liu Xiu" that was transporting from somewhere. He walked towards the few people slightly stiffly.

Without thinking, Xu Yao immediately covered Qi Bo's mouth, which was about to scream, raised the person directly from the ground, pinched Qi Bo and said to Chen Bin: "Chen Bin, I think we should go to the back mountain to have fun as soon as possible. It will be dark later."

"It's dark and there's something to play with~" Before Chen Bin could reply, Liu Xiu, holding the water cup, placed the full water in front of Xu Yao, and tempted softly: "Night is always much more fun than daytime."

"Ah! Is that right? I don't believe it..." Xu Yao, who was thinking about Wenjiu, was a little bolder, and his eyes looked at the red ghost eyes without any hesitation, trying to learn from the tone of the master's speech, and said to the ghost with a blank face: "If you do evil, you will die of your own destruction!"

"Hey, this kid is so fun." Liu Xiu's body-controlled thing on his back licked Xu Yao's lips without any trace. Well, the blood is so fragrant.

After saying that, "Liu Xiu" did not take Xu Yao, who was pretending to be a tiger, seriously, and went to the kitchen to bring other water cups again.

Xu Yao, who was staring at the ghost, took advantage of the moment the man turned around and shouted softly to the people: "Run quickly!"

When Chen Bin heard Xu Yao's voice, he covered Aunt Chen's mouth without saying a word, and ran out with Aunt Chen. Qi Bo, who had been scared by the strange wooden door, was so scared that he didn't dare to move. When he heard this, he had no other thoughts. He spread his feet and rushed out.

"Liu Xiu" who had just come out with a cup obviously didn't expect that those people could run away under his nose. Suddenly, the ghost's aura suddenly surged, and the scarlet ghost's eyes immediately became extremely cold. The evil ghost who was pulling Liu Xiu's face grinned a stiff and weird smile.

With a "click", the glass water cup on Liu Xiu's hand was instantly crushed, and the transparent glass residue was embedded in Liu Xiu's palm covered with thin calluses. The bright red blood flowed from the kitchen door to the front of the door.

The ghost who paused his foot showed a gentle smile at the wooden door, and controlled Liu Xiu's hand without hesitation, poked his index finger into the eyes of the person on the wooden board, staring at the five people running in front of him hoarsely and coldly, saying, "Why did I forget you two?"

Listening to the painful shouts coming from the depths of his soul, Liu Xiu finally curled his lips and took back his index finger. His whole figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and the wooden door behind him was also "bang" and was gathered together fiercely.

Wang Kai, who was unsure of the reason, looked at Qi Bo running, and he couldn't help but run behind the people like a joy. While running, he asked Xu Yao: "Hey, I said, boy, what did you see, why did you suddenly run away!"

Xu Yao was not as strong as a person, and was still led by Chen Bin to run on the mountain road, breathing heavily, and could not say a word.

Wang Kai, who had not received the answer, grabbed Qi Bo and said, "I said, do you know?"

Without thinking, Qi Bo directly grabbed Wang Kai, and brought Xu Yao, pursed his lips, and said to Wang Kai intermittently in horror: "Because, because that door...that door is alive!"

"Living?" Wang Kai was slightly stunned. While helping Qi Bo grab Xu Yao, he replied dumbly: "No, how could this door be alive?"

"Of course the door is not alive~" Liu Xiu, who suddenly appeared in front of several people at some point, had pale face, and his hands were even more sticky plasma. The corners of his mouth were stiff and bent towards several people: "But, the people inside the door are alive..."

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Wooden prints ~

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