Wait for peace?

Long Xiaoqi didn't know this name, but he knew that this title must represent a true legend.

At the age of old man and immortal, those who can be called Hou are definitely not simple characters.

This is the name of Fa in ancient times, and Marquis is also Marquis.

Except for the hereditary marquis, anyone who can become a marquis is very powerful.

Maybe the force is superb, maybe the military strategy is as good as a god, maybe no one can match the strategy... At the beginning of every dynasty, there will be many cannoned marquises, all of whom are the most powerful figures.

This title has long been gone in modern times, which makes Long Xiaoqi suspect that Lao Fu Ding was a journey through the War of Resistance Against Japan.

But it doesn't look very similar...

The ancestors of their Laolong family came here at that time. They were already old and were far from old, but Lao Budi is far from that old.

Who is Ping Anhou? I have no impression, no impression at all.

"Don't guess who I am. When you go home, you will know." Lao Budhi poured himself a cup of tea and said, "Many people have forgotten this name, because almost all those who remember this name have died. Of course, there are people who choose to forget it forever, hahaha..."

Lao Budhi smiled, picked up the teacup and took a sip, his eyes seemed to become more muddy.

"Haha, no matter whether you are old or safe, you can only face a cup of bad tea now." Long Xiaoqi smiled and said, "Old or dead, I will do what you said. But you'd better live a little longer and wait for me to get you some good tea."

"Before Qingming, Mao Feng is the only way to do this." Lao Budhi said.

"No problem!" Long Xiaoqi smiled and said, "Can I go out now?"

"Go, come back when I really can't hold on." Lao Budhi put down his teacup and looked at Long Xiaoqi with a playful look: "How long do you think you will come back?"

"Go out the door?" Long Xiaoqi pointed to the door.

"right."

"I want to come back when I come back. Although I know that Forgotten Island is terrifying, I have confidence." Long Xiaoqi smiled and said, "My injuries have healed. It's time to explore Forgotten Island well."

The outside world is changing, the Forgotten Islands are still Forgotten Islands.

Now Long Xiaoqi doesn’t know the outside world, nor does he know the world he is in, but he will soon enter the current world.

Forgotten Island, I'm here!

Long Xiaoqi, who had been in this small yard for half a year, finally opened the door and walked out, breathing the fresh air outside.

In fact, the air is the same, full of the fishy smell of the sea breeze, but it is diluted by vegetation, giving people an extremely refreshing feeling.

It's the same everywhere, but the feeling of going out is different.

There was no one outside. Long Xiaoqi looked at the road towards the street market, then looked at the lushness on the mountain, and decided to go up the mountain.

He has to understand the Forgotten Island first, and to understand the Forgotten Island first, he has to start with the terrain.

Whether it is fighting or fleeing, terrain is the first element.

There is no one on the mountain, no roads, and there are lush grass and trees, and all kinds of small animals are running around.

But there were people on the mountain before they could go far, Long Xiaoqi saw two broken bones.

This is probably the unlucky person who trampled on the two legends by Lao Budhi, right?

"It's not good to be thrown here if you die."

Long Xiaoqi shook his head, looked around and found a wooden stick, and began to dig soil on the mountain, digging a pit.

He put two incomplete bones in it, buried them, and created a small grave.

"Although I don't know if you are a kid or a kid, it's better to be buried together than a wilderness." Long Xiaoqi said to the small grave: "No need to thank me, it's just a little help. Everyone is floating in the world. Maybe I'll help you to dig up today, and someone will help me to dig up when I die."

At this time, Long Xiaoqi was much calmer and more implicit than before, and even gave people a slightly literary feeling.

This is a change in temperament. In half a year, immortality will make him lose a lot of impetuousness, and this is definitely wealth.

Long Xiaoqi has never lacked the vicious and fierce spirit of life, he is arrogant and domineering, and he is extremely arrogant. What he lacks is the things he has accumulated.

What precipitation should be used? Experience and experience.

But what experience is better than the experience accumulated over thousands of years?

For thousands of years, the ancients said that pitiful people must have something hateful, and it is still the truth until now; the ancients said that fighting rice is kind and holding rice is a grudge, isn’t it still the same now?

Everyone must have culture as a precipitation, but culture is definitely not equal to a diploma, and culture is definitely not a mathematics, physics and chemistry.

Thousands of years of wisdom, this is culture.

Long Xiaoqi has a low education and no one has told him about things that have been around for thousands of years, so he has very little precipitation.

But in half a year, Lao Budhi told him, which made him suddenly realize and naturally settle down.

If strength is an external change for a person, then wisdom is a qualitative change for a person.

Similarly, how much money a person can control is determined by how much culture he can accumulate.

Those who win the jackpot will usually be completely lost after three to five years.

"Tsk tsk tsk... kind-hearted person." A crisp voice sounded.

This is a woman with a hot body. Long Xiaoqi met her on the first day she came: a hot girl.

"Damn, of course you have to be kind-hearted. If you don't save me when you die, I won't tell you. If you see a bunch of bones, don't you help me?" Long Xiaoqi grinned at the hot girl and said, "Long time no see, your figure is much hotter, hehe..."

Long Xiaoqi smiled quite ripplingly, and his eyes kept looking at the hot girl, as if he had been hungry for several years... No, it was not because he had been hungry for several years, but because he had been hungry for six months.

"Do you like it?" the hot girl smiled.

"I like it!" Long Xiaoqi stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

"Do you want to... do you come?" The hot girl also spit out her pink tongue.

"I think, stand there and don't move, I'll rub it at you, hehe." Long Xiaoqi smiled and said, "I'm suffocating. If you really feel sorry for me, you'll start to take it off... Ah, I'll rub it happily, hehe..."

"Hate!" The hot girl threw a charming look over and said, "I don't plan to marry you, what are you afraid of? Do you think I want to kill you? That's not, they only kill their own husbands."

"Sister, please stop making trouble? I'm not afraid of you killing me, but you have married 15 people and accepted it. Do you ask me to drink the shabu shabu water from those 15 people?" Long Xiaoqi curled his lips: "Can you drink that smell? Let's stop making trouble. Many people want to kill me, I have to be careful."

These words made the hot girl happy.

"Let's go, I really won't harm you." The hot girl rolled her eyes at Long Xiaoqi and said, "Someone wants to kill you, and some want to be friends with you. I am the one who is friends with you. Do you dare to come with me? Haha..."

"Dare you, what's not to?"

The hot girl smiled very charmingly and turned around and walked towards the mountain. Long Xiaoqi was really following behind.

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Chapter completed!