Wang Han opened another bottle of wine for Xiang Feng.
Xiang Feng lay on the grass, leaning on the ground and supporting his upper body, looking at the out of reach of the sky, looking at the warm orange setting sun, I don’t know how long it took.
"fierce..."
After a long time, Wang Han cursed, "If you have anything to say, just say it! If you don't finish speaking, you will be half short!"
Xiang Feng's eyes were blurred and suddenly asked, "Do you believe in fate?"
"If you have any, believe it."
Xiang Feng smiled, touched Wang Han and touched the wine bottle again, tilted his head and took a sip for a few seconds before asking.
"If you were given a chance to see your future, would you like to see it?"
Wang Han was stunned. This kid was indeed stimulated today.
What I said before was like fart, but today I can say such words.
"I won't watch."
"Why?"
"Before Yuan Miaomiao was a woman as a licking dog, he actually knew the result, but he still insisted on licking because all he enjoyed was the process.
From the moment you are born, it is a process of running towards death. This process is the word "life" that you like to mention at any age. But no matter whether you are born in a wealthy family or a poor family, you will die in the end.
Life is a flash in the pan, and the ending is death. It is better to let your flowers bloom more charmingly within your own abilities at the moment of blooming."
Xiang Feng drank a sip of wine, "But if you tell you that when you see the future, you will still see what regrets you will have in your life, will you still see?"
Wang Han lit a cigarette and threw the cigarette box to Xiang Feng.
The grandson suddenly became deeper.
Wang Han held the cigarette, looked at the blue sky, and looked like the bloody setting sun.
"I'll still not watch."
"Why?" Xiang Feng lit a cigarette.
"The sun rises and sets in the east, but sometimes it is sunny, sometimes it is cloudy, some people complain that it is too hot, some people complain that it is too cold, and more than 30,000 days in a lifetime, it is impossible that this weather will be like every day.
It’s better to calm your mind and don’t set so many shackles for yourself. Go to see the sea on sunny days and have sex on rainy days.
All regrets are rooted in the different thoughts of everyone, but whether it is thought or thought, there is a mind, and appearance is born from the mind, and regret is also a form.
I have a pair of shorts that I have been wearing for three years. I broke a hole when I was fighting with others before. I felt so sad when I looked at the shorts that I had been following me for three years. I regretted why I used mine when I was fighting more than once.
The sexy buttocks rubbed it and she regretted more than once why she didn't wear other shorts that day. My wife knew the relationship between me and my shorts. She sewed a flower on the broken hole.
It also says Su Qi exclusively. Now, that pair of shorts has become more emotional than before."
Xiang Feng took a sip of cigarettes and drank a bottle of wine in one sip.
"I really like the saying that the famous gourmet Yan Susu said, I'll give it to you today!"
"What do you mean?"
"I'm thundering!"
Wang Han picked up a bottle of wine, flicked his thumb, and then opened the wine and handed it to Xiang Feng again.
Xiang Feng looked at the horizon.
"It's going to be dark."
"There is still the moon!"
“There is no moon tonight!”
"Aren't there still stars?"
“Weather forecast says it will be cloudy at night!”
"What's wrong? Your house has a power outage tonight?"
Xiang Feng drank a bottle of wine with a smile.
"If you are poor, you will change; if you change, you will be smooth; if you are smooth, you will be long.
People should not be too rude when they are alive!
Not that uncomfortable, thank you, fierce!"
Wang Han glanced at the time and said, "I have been with you for more than three hours, I will pay me the psychological counseling fee!"
"How many, say a number!"
"I lost several hundred million in these three hours!"
Xiang Feng sat up and said enviously when he heard this, "I really envy you for being able to pretend at all times!"
Wang Han smiled and bounced his fingers, "This thing is called the dust-proof bead, I will give you, Master Man, and his granddaughter and great-granddaughter."
Xiang Feng patted his butt and stood up, "Okay! Thank you! How much does it cost?"
"You talk to me about money?"
Xiang Fengyi said righteously, "Brothers settle accounts clearly!"
"The one you took is a top-notch product. I'll prepare one for 6 million yuan!"
Xiang Feng's expression froze, "You and I have a fight, and talking about money is hurting your relationship! I have something to do, so I will take a leave first, and contact me if I have something to do!"
Send Xiang Feng away.
Wang Han drove to a place where he specially made dust-proof beads.
Build into creating dust-proof beads.
After this thing is created.
First raise the price and make a lot of money from rich people.
Wait until the money is almost done, then lower the price and sell it to ordinary people.
During this period, I took time to visit the Shinto Monument.
During this period, Luo Changge personally took charge here, and Wang Han was relieved.
The imperial lady said several times that the substitute for the Emperor's Soul on the Shinto Monument is being prepared.
It's almost always said.
But it hasn't been made yet.
Wang Han didn't know what the Emperor was doing.
The person who came to this place before had a bad idea about the Emperor's Soul still did not show his strength.
I spent two days and three nights busy.
Wang Han was suffering from his liver day and night.
I made 110,000 dust-proof beads.
Dust-proof beads were distributed to the Shilaohui and the core personnel of Zhenlong Pavilion.
The disciples below have not done it for the time being.
This thing has not been released yet.
If someone finds clues and finds them with clues, it will be bad.
Zhu Dong also got the weapons from Man Wuxie.
But there are not many better things.
Only one-third of the people were equipped.
Wang Han's idea hit Penglai Pavilion again.
Penglai Pavilion has sold weapons from the ancient battlefield before, so I have to find a way to get some more wool from Penglai Pavilion.
The more Penglai Pavilion is now, the less threat to Penglai Pavilion will be.
It was the day to go to Shanhehui.
Su Qi was very excited.
I packed up my things early.
Early in the morning, the two went to the airport.
Wang Han has been working on dust-proof beads all day and night these days, and he is a little tired. Wang Han leans on Su Qi's shoulder and takes a nap.
Su Qi gently patted him in a daze.
Wang Han rubbed his eyes, "Isn't it time to board the plane yet?"
Su Qi picked up his chin and signaled to the old and young people standing not far away.
The old man has gray hair, big bags in his eyes, and a smell of medicine on his body. The girl next to him is wearing a simple dress, wearing a mask, and her eyebrows are quite beautiful.
But I could vaguely see some burns on the girl's hands and some skin exposed on the mask.
So much so that the skin is wrinkled.
The gray-haired old man was gasping for breath, his body trembled slightly, and he looked a little weak.
The surrounding locations are full of seats.
Su Qi pulled Wang Han up, "Old man, please sit here."
When the old man saw that Su Qi was still a pregnant woman, he waved his hand immediately, "No, no, sit down!"
Su Qi smiled and pulled Wang Han up.
"We'll board the plane soon, we'll be fine after standing."
"Thank you!"
The old man had to sit down when he saw this.
Unexpectedly, a woman took the lead and twisted her butt and sat in an empty seat.
By the way, I put my bag in another empty location.
The woman was wearing headphones and sunglasses, pretending not to see or hear what had just happened, and sat there with peace of mind.
The old man looked at it and didn't say anything. The girl next to him wanted to say something and was pulled by the old man to signal that there was no need to argue with such a person.
The cell phone in the pocket vibrated, and the old man trembled and took out his cell phone to check the message.
The woman who occupied the position suddenly picked up her sunglasses and looked at the old man.
The old man holding the cell phone happened to be facing the woman's direction.
"Are you an old guy secretly photographing me? Didn't you take a place? Does the old guy want to make me scoundrel? "