I had something happened yesterday, and I even missed the appointment for the first update. I was sorry. It was still the third update.........

A crane follows each other, looking at the green mountains and lifts up; the two ducks suddenly transform and fly across the green water.

The silence is not a cicada that is sown, but it can be thought of and regulate the dragon and tiger; the silence of the silence is like a butterfly in the silence, and it can drive the phoenix in the empty shape.

Rare and rare; forget words and forget images.

The shadow of the cloud cave is rustling, and a grain of corn hides the sun and the moon; the heart of the stone bed is bright, and the mountains and rivers are boiled in three liters of clay.

Song Wen opened everything and breathed naturally, without thinking, without desire or evil in his mind, chaotic and chaotic, and in a dark place, which was actually in line with the true meaning of Taoist inaction.

This is the most in line with the great Taoist practices, and it is also the most essence of Taoist practices. Generally, such exercises are passed down by masters and disciples, fathers and sons, otherwise they would rather be brought into the coffin than to those who are ill-behaved, evil and cunning, so as not to harm the world.

Unexpectedly, by chance, Song Wen realized it from the few words in the notes of the old man Hefeng. He has to say that his understanding is so good, of course this is also his luck.

I don’t know that the world will grow long while sleeping.

When she woke up, Song Wen felt very energetic and felt that he had a lot of meridians.

I stood up and looked at the space, and there seemed to be no change. If there was any change, the fog retreated a little, revealing a clearing, but it was not very big. It seems that the help of snake wine is ultimately the limit, and it cannot be able to continuously expand the space by drinking snake wine.

He couldn't help but sigh inwardly. He actually knew it was the result, but people were inevitably lucky. They wanted to try it out if it was OK, but now they finally gave up.

He also remembered the strange thing about digging stones yesterday. He remembered that he could only see five meters deep underground with a bronze mirror, but how could he see about seven meters yesterday? Not only could the space be expanded, but even the bronze mirror can be seen continuously and look deeper. There is only this explanation, otherwise how could this happen?

Suddenly, a stinking smell came from his body. When he looked down, he saw a thin layer of black dirt on his body. He remembered that when he had diarrhea last time he drank the spring water that had taken a bath, this kind of black thing appeared on his body. It was probably to eliminate toxins in his body, and nothing happened.

It seems that this stone is also a treasure, otherwise it would not have been like this.

Thinking of the halo that the stone showed in the bronze mirror, I couldn't help but take out the bronze mirror and look at it.

I didn't look carefully before, but now I found that the bronze mirror is getting newer and newer, without any sense of oldness. The unknown hideous beast and bat on the mirror look more vivid, as if it is about to jump out of the mirror. The mirror itself has also become weird. It used to feel quite thin, but now I look at it, I feel that the bronze mirror has a heavy and quaint aura, giving people a sense of vicissitudes of time.

It seems that there are many secrets in this bronze mirror that have not been discovered. You can not only see the inside of the grass and trees, but also see treasures underground. It is simply amazing. This thing cannot be known to everyone, otherwise it will cause huge disasters.

He put away the bronze mirror, took out the Ruyi fan, and washed away the dirt on his body in the bathroom. He didn't know how many times he washed it, but only remembered to use two pieces of soap, and it was almost peeling off the stench on his body.

After washing, he washed the puppy and the kitten, otherwise he would sleep with him all day long, and he would have dog hair and cat hair, and his bed would have become a dog kennel.

The puppy is obedient, and it doesn't matter how much he washes it. The kitten is not good, and he struggles desperately to prevent him from washing it.

In the end, there was no way, so Song Wen had to use his trump card and cut a small piece of red sausage for it to eat.

When the little guy saw what he had eaten, he was busy biting it there, and he didn't care about taking a shower. It didn't matter how Songwen washed or rubbed it, but he just bit the red sausage.

In Song Wen's opinion, this little guy probably starved to death and reincarnated the cat in his previous life, otherwise he would not have been like this.

After taking a shower, it was already bright.

After cooking the rice and breakfast, he wanted to go up the mountain to cut bamboo and build a heater, but he thought that Huang Xiaojun was going to take him to manage trees today, so he didn't go. Instead, he took a small basket to pick osmanthus trees by the lake to pick osmanthus flowers.

I wanted to pick it yesterday, but was destroyed by the baby. A piece of cow dung was thrown away and called it uncle. He didn't look like an uncle. He looked left and right and the upper and lower, and he was all handsome guys, a little kid with no vision.

Song Wen muttered in his heart, when he came to the lake, he suddenly remembered something and felt something was wrong.

He remembered the big white jade snail he picked up in the city last time. The white jade snail seemed to be engraved with "Baby's Little Love" and thought that it would not be such a coincidence!

Thinking of this, he quickly took out the big white jade snail and looked carefully. The five big words "Baby's Little Love" are vivid in my mind. He thought that this baby wouldn't be that baby, right? If this is the case, you have to be careful. With the baby's temper, it is not easy to mess with. It is best not to let her see the white jade snail.

He originally wanted to build a pool in the backyard to raise jade snails, but when the baby said he was coming, he had to temporarily dispel this idea. Otherwise, if she saw them, she said that these snails were born by her little love, that would be fine. Although this is the case, he would not need time or effort to raise snails!

He didn't think about it, he just threw the snail into the space. How could he have the strength to do it? He tricked the ghost and bit the tiger.

Song Wencai had a large basket of osmanthus flowers, and then took them upstairs to dry them. As soon as he finished, he saw Huang Xiaojun driving over and hurriedly walked down.

He had nothing to bring, so he took a few glass bottles and syringes used to hang Lao Guishu last time, and then followed Xiaojun.

On the tree-lined avenue, there are green trees on both sides, and a sea of ​​lychees flashes from time to time, and occasionally bamboo forests.

Nanzhou established a city based on agriculture, and these scenes are just ordinary.

In fact, farmers who work in farming are the poorest, and the economy has been good in recent years and the prices of agricultural products are high. Otherwise, they would have lived by growing vegetables and fruits, and they would have starved to death long ago.

The Hummer was running at lightning, and the trees on both sides kept retreating, like a movie, one by one, one by one, one by one life.

After getting into the car, Song Wen felt that there was nothing to say with Huang Xiaojun, so he closed his eyes and calmed down, which made Huang Xiaojun beside him tick.

Just as I was about to kick him up, the phone rang.

"Hello."

"Huang Xiaojun, what's wrong with your friend? Are you still installing street lights? Why haven't you replied for a few days?"

As soon as the phone was connected, there was a crackling sound from inside. It was Ruan Yunna, the sister of Huang Xiaojun. She had not been waiting for Song Wen's reply these days, and she didn't know his phone number, so she called Huang Xiaojun to ask. To be honest, if it weren't for Huang Xiaojun's sake, she wouldn't want to ask at all. You must know that she didn't make money this time, and just offered a friendly price.

"I'll ask for you."

Huang Xiaojun woke up Song Wen and asked, "Why haven't you replied to Ruan Yunna yet?"

"Ruan Yunna? Reply, what to reply?" Song Wen had forgotten who Ruan Yunna was and asked in wonder.

"It's the one I brought to install street lights that day. I asked you about installing street lights, you won't forget it, right?" Huang Xiaojun kindly reminded.

"What are you installing street lights? I'm the head of installing street lights." Ruan Yunna said angrily on her phone.

Song Wen then remembered that something was going on and said quickly: "I'm so sorry. I've forgotten about it these two days. I'll take a look at it in the evening. If possible, I'll ask her to come and install it tomorrow."

"I didn't expect that my aunt was so beautiful, and someone could forget it. It hurts my self-esteem."

Ruan Yunna heard his words on her cell phone, sighed resentfully, and hung up the phone.

Huang Xiaojun almost burst into laughter, but when he saw a boy in the car, he had to be more reserved.

The car continued to drive forward, and after a while, he left the national highway and drove towards a country road. It was said that it was a country road, but it was actually an asphalt road, but the road surface was a little smaller.

After a while, the car arrived at a vast villa and stopped.

Song Wen looked forward and saw a European-style villa hidden among the many trees. The trees were tall and short, the leaves were red and green, and colorful, and looked magnificent.
Chapter completed!