Chapter 662 Buddha Comes, Buddha Goes, Crazy Emperor
"Son, so many people go to Qing Pingzhou, the little Qingyunmen will definitely be remembered by them."
"Treasure bottle, don't worry."
Gu Yusheng patted the head of the treasure bottle.
"We are still losing the sea now."
"ah?"
The treasure bottle was blank and couldn't help looking at the old man of the Yaka.
"Gong ... Son ..."
The treasure bottle is so nervous that even the words are stuttered.
"The old man who opened the boat ... he was gone."
"Oh, 啾!"
The old man who was originally gone was no longer seen. On the paddle, only the birds that were originally closed in the cage inhabited.
, I ca n’t stand anymore, take the steps back and step back. Ωw..NET
Although Gu Yu's life felt something, he couldn't help taking a bite of coolness. What secret is this old man who controls it? He himself, he is afraid that he has already returned.
Gu Yusheng arched his hand at the bird: "I will take the boat to Taohuawu."
The birds seemed to understand the rest of the life, rising their wings, circling a few laps above the awning ship, and then the clouds disappeared into the clouds.
Nympho
Qingyun Town.
Deep alley.
The blue birds who inhabited the thousand -year -old locust trees screamed twice, and the old man who was replenishing the clothes in the old courtyard raised his head with a window seam.
Walk to another old yard not far away, clean the courtyard snow with a broom.
A few years later, the old courtyard was still clean, and there were no weeds. The leaves of the locust trees were also accumulated in the firewood house, which can be used to ignite.
"This child, finally came back, come back."
The grandparents murmured to himself, the blue birds on the tree kept crying. Suddenly, the granddaughter of the granddaughter threw a thread needle from the thin fingers, and Sen's sound penetrated the blue bird's neck.
The blue bird struggled a few times, and a group of soul shadows gradually condensed.
"Grandma, I haven't seen you for so many years, and haven't resentment yet?"
The grandmother of the grandson wearing a gray cloth raised her head, her eyes were very deep, and her voice was cold: "You are usually willing to go to the sea of loss, I can't control it, but you are carrying the little child of Gu family, but you still go to the sea of lost.
Long memorization, compared to the old guy named Jiang, your ability is still tender, and there will be no accident, otherwise, I will make you feel good. "
The old man who was ferry was stuck in the soul and still indifferently, and he felt: "It is said that the people who love their hometown must be the most gentle side of the hometown to travel to the travelers. I thought young people like him were just pursuing the world.
I love and love, I did not expect a character like you, and I regard him as a loved one. In this way, I rest assured that I thought there was really no one in this land. Now it seems that it is me
Think more. "
"Hum, people like you who are so hard are unreasonable, and I warn you that you have less moral abduction, even if Qing Pingzhou really turns into ashes this time? How does Gu Jiazi choose?
Things. ""
"This person, as soon as he got out of the rivers and lakes, it would be difficult to maintain the original heart, grandson, what if he really watched it?"
Forest!
The needle that flashed on the soul flashed a ray of cold, and the soul of the old man was extinguished directly.
a long time.
The grandmother of my grandmother looked around for a week of old courtyard and whispered: "The child's kindness is worthy of the old body to believe it for a lifetime."
My mother -in -law walked into the firewood house, hugged a bundle of wormwood that was retracted from the field in the fall, ignited in the stove, and the humidity and cold expel the house was removed. Then she walked out quietly and lock the door gently.
The sky gradually darkened.
The lantern on the lintel of my grandmother's old house hung overnight.
After Tianming.
There are no other footprints in Shenxiang.
My mother -in -law sat on an old chair to sew, and occasionally looked at the deep alley through the door seam.
The noisy voice came from outside the deep lane, and Qingyun Town has never been so lively.
The son -in -law of the charcoal pushed into the deep lane with a single wheel car. First, a bag of charcoal was lifted from the single wheel car to push it along the courtyard wall, and the charcoal would accurately pour into the corner of the firewood house.
"Mother -in -law, I am here to send you charcoal."
Gongliang pushed the single car to the front of the mother -in -law, spitting the cold fog in his mouth, lifted his black hands, and tapped the door gently with his back.
"The door is not closed."
Gongliang gently pushed the door with his shoulders, resisted his knees with his knees, carried charcoal on his shoulders, embraced a bag, and even pulled the charcoal into the old courtyard firewood house, poured out the charcoal, bowed his body, bowed his body, bowed his body, bowed his body.
Great mouth and big mouth, put the charcoal code neatly.
A few years.
The son of charcoal was urged by years, his forehead wrinkles were overwhelmed, and charcoal dandruff in the decree. Even if he stood up and worked hard, his waist became like the charcoal soldier that year, and his stomach gurgled.
The granddaughter of the stitching of the clothes raised her head, her turbid eyes fell on Gongliang, and she threw it over a sewing Pass.
"Wipe your face, you haven't eaten yet, there are two buns in the pot. You can take one to fill the belly."
Congliang saw the Paizi flying, but did not pick it up, but took a few steps back, put his hand into the snow and wiped his hands, so he carefully picked up the corner of the Paizi.
哐嘡.
There are dozens of copper coins in the Paizi, and a few pieces of broken silver.
"Mother -in -law, give me too much, give too much."
Gongliang twisted more than a dozen copper coins with his hands, carefully hid in his sleeves, and the rest still stayed in the Pazi, picked it up and put it in the needle line basket, split your mouth, smiled in a distress, got into the firewood house and took it.
A steamed bun, pocked with the corner, squatted on the side of the threshold and gorgely ate.
"Mother -in -law, a lot of foreigners in the small town recently, like practicing, but I can't stand the freezing. This day is cold. I can sell a lot of charcoal every day.
On the day, I saved a few cans of copper coins, so I married my silly son to marry a daughter -in -law and wait for my grandson.
My mother -in -law did not speak, but just bowed her head and sewed.
After a while, she raised her head.
"Aliang, you go to Taohuawu to help me see if there are any boats back. I trusted someone to bring something, and it's time to come back."
"Okay, my grandson."
Gongliang has finished the steamed buns, and when you get up, you have to go out.
"This money, hold it."
My mother -in -law pointed to the copper coins and broken silver in the basket.
Gongliang stopped, thinking about it, took a few copper coins from the Paizi, and the remaining ones did not take away.
The Gongliang, who was pushing the single car, restored his physical strength and walked towards the official road towards the east of Qingyun Town.
This road.
Congliang is walking every day, and the familiar one can no longer be familiar.
After a while, the snow in the sky became bigger and bigger, and the sky was dark, obviously at noon, but it seemed to be dark.
"On this day, it will be snowy!"
The faster the Gongliang steps, the colder the sky, the better he feels. He sells two more charcoal every day and can save a few more bronzes.
However, the nearby hillside, the good wood is almost cut.
Gongliang intends to go away in the mountains.
In the depths of the Eighteen Mountains, there are a lot of good firewood.
It is best to burn charcoal.
There is still a lot of distance from Taohuawu. However, Gongliang felt that the pace was getting heavier, and even his breathing became a bit difficult. He couldn't help looking at the dark sky. It was faintly, as if something was surging ...