Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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There is a white belly in the sky, the morning breeze in the courtyard is small, the light is still very dark, the person next to the rockery is a thick cloth, and a thin iron is inserted in the waist, and a black cloth is on his face, but like It is integrated with the surrounding landscape architecture, and no sound is emitted. Even the sense of existence is extremely embarrassing. I am afraid that even if someone walks past him, he will not find him.

Fan Xian looked at the relatives who had been with him for 16 years. When I thought about it for so long, I couldn’t say anything about it. I couldn’t wait to beat him up... but I’m sure I can’t beat each other. Going to cry? Wu Zhushu is not a person who loves lyrics.

So he had to shake his head, forcibly suppress the joy in his heart, and walked over, and then found that Wu Zhushu’s hand was holding a knife, and he kept carving something, and when he walked closer, he discovered that it was In the wood chipping.

"Fortunately, it is not a statue of a woman... Otherwise I would think that you have become a blind detective, the evil-seeking Li Xunhuan." The courtyard was quiet, and Fan said with a smile: "Then I will spit it out."

Wu Zhu nodded unexpectedly and said: "Li Xunhuan is really shameless."

This is the turn of Fan’s leisure, and he said after a long while: "Do you know Li Xunhuan?"

Wuzhu put the wood chips and knives back into the sleeves, and said indifference: "The lady told the story, and she hates this male protagonist."

Fan laughed and said: "It seems that my mom and I are really like."

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After a while, the two have appeared in the most secret of the three study rooms in Fanfu. Although there are no organs around, there is no permission for Fan. No one can get close to this study, even Fan Shangshu has acquiesced in this rule.

"Talk about it, what have you done in the past six months." There is no doubt that Fan Xian is very interested in the disappearance of Wuzhu these days. Although I have already confirmed my own guess from that piece of wood, it is particularly exciting to hear such a shocking gossip message from the mouth of the party. At this point, he seems to have forgotten the instinct of his body like a mouse, and he forgot that he should first ask the uncle, how to save his life, but stare at the eyes of Wuzhu.

He also poured himself a cup of residual tea last night, naturally there is no Wuzhu, because Wuzhu does not drink tea.

"I went to the north." Wu Zhu thought about it and seemed to be confirming his itinerary. "Then, I went to the south."

Fan Xian is very accustomed to his uncle's thinking that is very different from ordinary people. He is not very annoyed with the boring answer. Instead, patiently ask: "What are you going to the north? What do you do to the south?"

"I went to the north to find a bitter load." Wu Zhu said very calmly. He did not think that if this matter spreads, how many people would be scared to death. "Hit a fight, then go south. Go find someone."

Fan Xianhehe laughed, and a generation of masters suffered a painful injury. Naturally, it is a good means for the uncle in front of him. I immediately thought of a question, frowning and asking: "You are fine."

Wuzhu slightly sideways, looking at his left shoulder: "This is hurt, it is already good."

Still simple and concise, Fan Xian can understand the dangers in the land. He and Haishu have handed over, and can truly feel the bald master of Haishu, the strength of one of the top four masters under the sun, what should be like terror. Although Wu Zhushu is bullish, but the other side is injured, he will inevitably have to pay some price, as long as it is good now.

"Why do you want to go?" Fan Fei frowned.

Wu Zhu said: "Whenever he is in Beiqi, I think you will be somewhat inconvenient." Fan nodded. If he was out at the time, the bitterness had been sitting in the capital, only by his own strength, it was decided. It is impossible to play with the armed forces of the Northern Qi Dynasty and get so much useful information before Shawn’s death.

Wu Zhu continued: "Second, I feel that I have known the bitterness before, so I asked him to ask what happened in the past."

Fan Xian hurriedly looked up and looked at him with surprise. Suddenly, the flash of light in his mind, thought of the memories of the temple of the night of the night before Shawn’s death, frowning and whispering: .... Maybe... Uncle I really know the bitterness, at least in the past. ”

Next, he told the story heard in the cave to Wuzhu, and hoped that he could recall some important things. For example, the relationship between Wu Zhushu and the temple. When I was a child, I heard Wu Zhushu said that he and his mother had escaped from home. Is this house... Is it a temple?

Wuzhu has been silent for a long time. There is no common meditation in the novel. The pain is very difficult to catch the hair but I can’t think of anything. He simply said: "I can’t remember."

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Then it was Fan Fan’s turn to catch his hair. He whispered, “What is this?” He shook his head and dispelled the disappointment in his heart. He asked: “Why didn’t you return to Beijing after the injury? Going to the south to find someone to do something... Hey, is Ye Liuyun in the south?"

Wuzhu shook his head indifferently: "There are some problems in the south... After confirming the hardships and knowing me, I went to the south and wanted to find the person with the problem, but unfortunately did not find it."

Fan Xian feels more headaches. In the past six months, he has been clamoring in the south of the north. He hasn’t had a good rest with his uncle. He played a mime with a fight from the North Qiguo and went to the south to find a relative, but since the hardship knows five Bamboo... Yes, Sean said that the bitterness of the lotus can be created today, and it is inseparable from the trip to the temple. He knew the mother at that time, but at that time the mother and Wuzhu were not together.

There are people in the south? Who is that? Fan Xian’s brain turned very fast, and immediately thought of the case that he had received when he was in Beijing. There was a cold-blooded serial killer in the southern part of Qingguo. In fact, Ice Cloud is very concerned about this matter, and he is ready to mobilize his future. Go with Hu Wei to find someone. However, even Wu Shushu did not find the person, I am afraid that Xiaoyan students will only be disappointed in the future.

He took a deep breath and put aside these things that temporarily did not affect him. I reported to my uncle about my actions in the past six months, and even said that I had a secret agreement with Haishu that no third person knew. I didn’t expect Wuzhu to react.

Fan Xian knew from a young age that Wu Zhushu would not praise himself. But I have done so many things, even Shawn is gone, and the second emperor is so miserable, you have to give some feedback to the story?

It seems that I feel that Fan is a little depressed and unhappy. After thinking about it, Wuzhu said something and explained: "It's all small things."

Also, the struggle between myself and the two emperors, in the view of the figures of Wuzhu and His Majesty, is not much different from quarreling with children. As for the secret agreement, perhaps you will feel a little interest, but Wu Zhushu must be indifferent. Fan Xian wanted to understand this. I couldn’t help laughing at myself, and naturally extended my right hand and said, “I’ve been shaking hands recently, you have to help me.”

I learned that Fan Wu, who is in the air and has a violent stroll in the body, is still calm and not like an individual. Said: "I have not practiced, I don't know what to do."

Life and death, Fan Xian finally got mad. Pressing down the voice and shouting: "Those things that have no safety factor at all... I just gave birth at that time, and you let me practice... What should I do if I am practicing?"

"Miss said that this thing is the best." Wu Zhu replied indifferently: "And some people have practiced before."

"That is naturally someone has practiced and abolished." Fan Xian politely poked the loopholes in his uncle's discourse.

Wu Zhu does not hide: "There is no big problem. At most, it is all infuriating and turning into ordinary people, unless you are stupid at the last minute and still enjoy these so-called infuriating."

Fan is alive, you are a monster, of course, I don’t know how important it is for the general warrior. If you lose the overbearing instinct in your body, don't say that you are overwhelmed by the sea otters. There are so many enemies in the world that you can kill yourself anytime, anywhere.

"What do you do now?" He held his right hand, which was shaking slightly like a demonstration. He said with annoyance: "Do you let it keep shaking and learn Wuweida? Now it’s just shaking hands, waiting for my body to be thicker and thicker. I’m afraid I’m going to shake my ass.”

Wuzhu looked up and the black cloth on his eyes seemed to be quietly ridiculed in front of him: "If you don't practice, you will naturally not be more."

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A word awakens the dreamer.

Fan Xian has long been accustomed to the meditation and martial arts practice twice a day. He never thought about stopping and not practicing. At this time, he realized that he should first do it before he finds a solution. He stops practicing on the nameless merit. The overbearing instinct, although in the battle, the infuriating body in the body will naturally grow and develop naturally, but it is always slower than the one that feeds it every day.

He nodded and sighed: "The only way to do this is to let the big bang come later."

Wu Zhu suddenly said: "Fei Jie has given you medicine."

Fan leisurely groaned, I did not expect him to remember the things of childhood, nodded and explained: "The drug is somewhat overbearing, I am worried that after eating it will break the work."

Wu Zhu lowered his head and seemed to be remembering something. He suddenly said: "It should be useful, although it can only cure the symptoms."

At this time, Fan Xian did not dare to believe the uncle's words again. After all, the nameless merit of the dead person was also thrown at the edge of his pillow. He said with a smile: "These things will be said later, let me talk about it first. Your business... I said Uncle, can you tell me before you play missing?"

“Is this necessary?” Wu Zhu asked very seriously.

"Yes." Fan paused and nodded. "I have always thought that you are by the side, the box is also around... so I am so courageous to bully the sea otter, where I think you are not... If something goes wrong, it will be dead."

Wu Zhu hesitated for a moment and said: "Hey, I know."

Fan has a big sigh of relief. He used to stay in a place not far from himself since he was a child. For example, in a carriage, such as a grocery store, such as a cliff on the sea, after Wu Jing’s time in Beijing. There is less Xu Zi, although his strength is enough to protect himself, but he understands that as he develops in this world, he will face more and more challenges. Having such an uncle standing by, will make him feel that the world is full of frank land, and the whole person will have a lot of security.

"I plan to move out." Fan Xian coughed softly. "It is still inconvenient to live in the back house. There are too many people, you can't live with us."

Wuzhu turned his head and wondered why he had to move in for the sake of living in himself.

"I haven't seen your uncle or you yet." Fan Xian said very seriously: "You are my closest relative, always see my wife."

Wu Zhu said slowly: "I have seen it."

"She hasn't seen you." Fan laughed and laughed. "And you always floated outside the house. I don't know where you will live. What do you usually do? This feeling makes me... um, Some are uncomfortable."

Wuzhu once again turned his head. I seem to understand what Fan wants to express, and touches the lips, but still does not laugh. Slowly said: "You deal with it, but I don't want anyone other than your wife to know that I am by your side."

Fan Xian’s joy nodded, but then he thought of one thing. It’s hard to say: “If not, I still have to think about letting her see you.”

"No." Wu Zhu said indifferently: "That's it. If you do your thing, then I will not come back."

Fan sighed a few breaths, listening to the sound of people getting out of bed outside the study. Had to walk out of the study with his wrist.

In the study room, Wu Zhu’s face, which seems to have no expression forever, finally revealed his smile that he showed off for five hundred years, and this smile seems to be a little more joke. It seems that he is making fun of himself. thing.

In the autumn circle, the grass is stained with hoarfrost, and the sky is warm and gentle. Van is wrapped in a thin quilt, half lying on a soft couch in the circle, talking about a break. Occasionally coughing a few times, but it is much better than last night. There is a swing in the corner of the circle. Several daring rings are swaying in the children. The light-colored skirt blooms like a flower on a small board tied with a long rope. Next to the swing, Sisi and Siyi The two big hoes are looking at them with enthusiasm, and occasionally they show their envy, but they are unwilling to embark on a show.

Fan leisurely stared at the place, watching the skirt on the swing spread out like a flower, and like a parachute in the past, the twilight pants under the skirt disappeared, so he couldn’t help but think of the one called Peacock's movie.

One hand stretched out from the side and fed him a thin black date. The jujube was very light and cut carefully, which was in line with his taste. He chewed it three or two times, and some ambiguously said: "Don't be filial to my father, how come I am here?"

The nephew and Ruo Ruo sat next to him, serving the unconscious patient. If you smiled a little, said: "I am still in the room, I am too boring, my brother is ill, and I am interested in seeing the hoes swinging in the round."

The nephew said with a smile: "Which is the swing, it is almost the same as the people on the swing."

Fan Xian did not argue, and said with a smile: "When you look at the scene, you always watch it with the view." Then he shouted: "Sisi, don't be a little daughter-in-law! ""

This is easy to be ambiguous. After he exports, he preemptively squats. Fortunately, the girls who are next to them have not heard of it, only he laughs there. He coughed and coughed a little, and suddenly thought of something, and asked the nephew around him: "This autumn is getting colder. You see, the chrysanthemums in the family are a little frozen. Last time I said that I want to be in the palace. There is no news in the Beijing suburbs to enjoy the chrysanthemum meeting. When the first snow falls, I don’t want to see it. Isn’t the few people in the palace not afraid to sweep up?”

He looked at him white and smiled and said: "It is a little later than in previous years, but the news came that it is going to hang the temple to see the golden daisy. Those little chrysanthemums are cold-resistant, should not be afraid."

Fan Xian couldn't help but shake his head, knowing that the delay in enjoying the chrysanthemum and the recent excitement in Jingli are always inseparable. In the past two days, the general trend in Kyoto has been fixed. Although many people think that at this time, they should strengthen the body and support the second emperor. However, he understands that the supervision institute does not need to worry too much. All the plans have been fixed, and there are small words to watch, and the level of control is excellent, it should be no problem.

His body is slightly better, but he still doesn't go to the DPRK, and he doesn't want to go to a place or stay in the courtyard. He just hides in the round of the house and is a Kyoto patient, like watching a movie. Watching the second child worrying over there.

"Higher! Go higher!"

Fan leisurely hides on the soft couch. Under the service of his wife and sister, watching the courageous Sisi on the side of the swing, the higher the swing, the more like it is to sway the round, fly over the high wall, and stay in the high ground. Going to see the scenery of Kyoto, I couldn’t help but smile and shouted.

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