?So, since she became a monk, she has been an almost impossible task. Many people have tried their best to find her, even a trace of her. After the last time that encounter, many famous media went to interview and traveled to the United States. However, the comrades fully experienced the temper of capitalist monks and said a few words, "I have traveled around." "Then I closed the mountain gate and let a group of curious hunters or fans who came to investigate the lives of capitalist monks, but they were rejected. These comrades couldn't help but sigh that this person really became corrupt as soon as he arrived in a capitalist country, and the bourgeois thought was too serious.

This has been the case in the next few years. Any kind, malicious, or curious searchers were rejected by the temple in such a name. They all returned in disappointment.

Shao Lin also joined this visitor a few years ago. His reason was very simple. He wanted to know what kind of power of heaven and earth can make the prosperity of the world wash away all the luster and become a plain posture. He waved his hand to enter Buddhism resolutely. Not to mention that in the eyes of ordinary people, even in Shao Lin's eyes, it was always incredible. Of course, the ending was the same, and the service was turned away.

But although he returned without success, he did not gain anything at all. After Shao Fang was driven out, he did not leave directly. Instead, he observed the structure of the hill. As the saying goes, he didn't know if he didn't look at it. He was shocked when he saw it. Although this hill was small, its entire internal organs were extremely complete.

The mist is lingering, the fairy air is full of gurgling water, and there are vegetation and trees in the mountains. A small Tianmen Mountain is also surrounded by a large spiritual gathering array that Shao Wei cannot see, which continuously supplies spiritual energy to the entire hill.

According to the arrangements in the mountains, Shao Mian concluded that Lin Nan was still in the mountains at this moment. It is impossible for such a good blessed cave heaven to give up and go out for a trip. The most important things in practicing Taoism are the wealthy and Dharma land, such a blessed cave heaven, which is obviously much better than her meaningless travel. But it is useless to make a conclusion. If someone just doesn't see you, can he break the door?

But now things are stuck here, and there is no way. Not to mention turning away, egg custard has to be eaten. Wen Yang and Jin Meng gritted their teeth and took on this task. Shao Mian left the rest to Cui Yi.

Shao Mian's influence in the local area is unquestionable. Not long after, not only did Wen Yang and Jin Meng's visa be completed, but even Fei'er also had a new passport identity, including a visa and a complete set of files, which had been placed in Wen Yang's hands.

"Fei Feifei, a Thai Chinese, was born in Bangkok, and his parents are in Jilin, China..." Wen Yang said gently as he recited this strange passport, while sighing, sometimes you really can't ignore it, and you always find a way for you when you have no choice.

After completing the procedures, Cui Yi appeared again: "Master, that girl is awake and clamoring to ask Mr. Wen to go in."

Wen Yang and Jin Meng looked at each other, Jin Meng shook her head gently, Wen Yang looked at her gratefully and unexpectedly, and walked towards Fei'er's bedroom these days.

This is Jin Meng’s trust in Wen Yang. No matter what you do, I won’t stare at you. At this moment, these are your freedoms, and you have the right to deal with these things with full rights.

When he entered the house, Wen Yang looked at the furnishings and realized that Cui Yi had lied to him. Fei'er asked Wen Yang to go in. Fei'er wanted to demolish the house. If Wen Yang didn't go in, it would be that Shao Fen came in with the immortal tie rope to get people.

The chicken throats on the floor in the room were broken, and the fragrance had already become a mosquito fragrance. The fragrance was scattered all over the floor in a mess, and there were traces of prying on the doors and windows. Obviously, Fei'er wanted to escape, but he did not succeed. He had no choice but to take the worst strategy. Fortunately, while possessing his body, he did not bring Fei'er's magic. Otherwise, Shao Mian Villa would have become a ruin Villa.

Wen Yang went in and sat next to Fei'er, holding her shoulders like he used to talk to Liu Xin: "What's wrong, baby, don't talk anymore, are you so much in this room? Why?" Wen Yang was still influenced by web games and felt that the formation spirits were all of the traits that were not well-informed, very idiotic, cute and cute, so he adopted this tone.

But unexpectedly, Fei'er, Liu Xin, was surprised when he spoke. "Since you abandoned Liu Xin, why bother to come back and persuade me, so give me some self-esteem." This statement was obviously only spoken by a woman who has been in love for a long time.

Although it was beyond Wen Yang's expectations, Wen Yang still explained to her with a kind look and coaxed her. Unexpectedly, it was a colder explanation: "Forget it, even if you coax me, can you guarantee that you will not abandon me next time because of others... Now I have inherited some of Liu Xin's thinking. For you, I can only avoid it so that I can no longer be sad. Since you don't like me, please let me go."

This sentence made Wen Yang speechless for a long time, and even calmed down his mood swelled up again. Even again, the time they were together appeared again, "Baby, do you still remember..." That time, Liu Xin remembered the past of his deceased relatives. At that time, the two of them were writing in the library and wrote it quietly.

"At 8 o'clock in the morning, I suddenly woke up from a dream, closed my eyes slightly, and I was still savoring where I was in the remaining illusion. By the way, it was the intersection of the lower tile house. I stood on the sidewalk, with half a wrinkled local food coupon and a short pencil head at my feet. The choking smell of coal smoke and the tempting fragrance of the baked cakes and fruits in the somewhat cold air. Where am I from and where am I going?

I must go to my grandma's house. Every time I dream, I always start from this intersection of Xiawafang, just like the time I was flirting before falling in love, and I couldn't omit it. There is a rosy at the intersection, and the braised oxtail always makes me covet. There is also the terminal station of the No. 3 car. The long carriage lies like huge bugs in the haze made of fog and coal smoke. Next to the intersection, there is a green newspaper booth, which does not have "Yilin" or "Entertainment Circle". What books do I buy? Oh, it's "The King of Fairy Tales".

Holding the latest fairy tale and walking forward, I was a cooperative that was always crowded. A row of big houses always looked so arrogant. There were salespersons with sanitary ball eyes in it, wearing white coats and blue sleeves, all of which looked very moist. I stood on tiptoe, jumped over the dirty water on the ground in front of the meat cabinet, and covered with blue poked fat pieces of meat, which were shaking the eyes. Then I saw my favorite butter balls, wheat milk essence, and a neatly arranged large white plastic box covered with brown oil paper. You can see peach crisps when you open a corner.

The jam box, horseshoe crispy. The easternmost part is a seller of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. It can make a big bowl of sweet noodle sauce for 5 cents. Grandma often sends me to do this job. I pick up the bowl and walk slowly towards the house. As I walk, I stick out my tongue and lick it along the side of the bowl, suck the taste, and lick it again. In fact, grandma has prepared a lot of snacks for me, but I am just a bite. So every time I go home and hand in the work, the sweet noodle sauce always seems to be insufficient. It is better to send anyone to me. Didn’t my grandma discover this secret? I will be the one who is named next time, and I can still lick it happily enough.

Going out of the cooperative, I walked eastward, and there was a row of bungalows facing the street. The elderly bent down to build stoves, croaking with big palm fans and fanning the smoke and fire. The children rushed around and chattered, and accidentally stepped on your feet. When the thrush in the bird cage sang, I would always pass by my aunt's house. The chubby aunt and the smiling aunt were lined up to eat. I greeted them with a butter ball in my mouth. My aunt always touched my head with my hands and asked, "Baby, when will I teach me to learn swimming?"

I brought an apple that my aunt had stuffed to me, and I crossed a small intersection and crossed the road south. On the side of the road was a row of daily necessities, with doors and wooden window frames painted eye-catching green, and the counter inside always had needles, elastic bands, small buttons, and silver thimbles. Before I got the first little ring, I always thought it was the most beautiful jewelry and coveted the one on my grandma's finger for a long time.

Behind the department store is a large bungalow with my grandma's house inside. This is Nanhuali, which I have always been familiar with, missed and treasured in my dreams. I threw a butter ball into my mouth and walked straight east from the first street intersection on the west side of the Hutong District. When I encountered a fork, I turned right, and the second door on the east side of the road - I couldn't help but jump over and rush over.

Needless to say, I know, my little face was blushing and my braids were a little loose. I probably ran too fast.

In the old days and in my dreams, I always hurried to Nanhuali and towards the two purple-red wooden doors. I can't wait. The sun shines, and maybe it rains one day, but my feeling is always so brilliant. When I push the door open, it always welcomes with a low creaking sound. The fragrance of flowers in the yard suddenly rushes over, surrounding me softly and passionately. Heaven is actually just like this.

This is a yard that is not big or small. On the north side are three spacious houses, one is my uncle's house, the other is my living room, and the other is my grandmother's bedroom. Two flower ponds are built with bricks under the window, grape trellis are built, grass and jasmine are planted, and the night fragrance is fragrant, and it will not die. Passionflower and barley are ripe. The potted Clivia and Milan are arranged in a row by the flower pond. There is a large ephemeral plant near the corner of the living room.

I am not interested in flowers. What really attracts me are the earthworms and oil gourds in the flower pond. In the early summer evening, I often dig in the soil with a sorbet stick. Without digging it very deep, I can see the earthworm-filled and soft body. It seems to be ashamed to meet me, and keeps drilling deep into the soil. I always pick it out with a stick and put it on the edge of the flower pond and cut it into two pieces - I always expect it to regenerate immediately, but it disappoints me again and again.

To the east of the yard is a utility room connected to the inner and outer rooms, and a simple toilet. The utility room is always dark and mysterious. The smell of wood, rubber, rust and cabbage gang are mixed together. If the lights are not turned on, it can be regarded as a cave where Alibaba treasures are hidden. One of my childhood dreams was to go and explore the secrets, but the complex plan was not yet implemented, so my mother was often easily strangled in the cradle by her mother. She scared me that a mouse suddenly jumped out of it and stared at me. Seeing that I was not afraid, I had to escort me back to the bedroom.

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