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When the night comes, the wind always knows first.

The unconstrained blowing will bring a little difference from the daylight inflammation, just like the iron pan with a little sticky and short cold after it is opened.

Gaze at the sun wheel that is gradually sinking west, and feel the fading Jin Chan twilight, and the silk is drawn away. What is pumped away is transpirational enthusiasm, clear golden color, and glowing vitality.

Gradually realized that the night is not formed.

At night, the world is pulled out of the day.

All these scenery, for the monks in white, could not be more familiar.

He is by no means a native of this country. His hometown is thousands of miles away from the Central Plains. There is snow all year round, there is a snow mountain that stands for thousands of years. Residents are suffering from its disasters and suffering. Children under the age of five must learn to draw bows and arrows, and every winter is a choice between life and death. Or someone can't live through the winter, maybe that person is himself.

But he still deeply loves his hometown.

He didn't come to the Central Plains. When he was young, he jumped into the flowers and looked at the city. But today's situation is completely incomparable with that time.

In Shennongjia's life, you can only watch the sunrise and sunset, and then wait for the second sunrise and sunset.

This is true every day.

The monks in white have lived such a life, and it has been a whole year.

He was so happy.

They come, the security. The white monk walked in at will, and only had the idea.

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-All sentient beings have a pure heart, so why should the practice be in the Daxue Mountain?

If we can make all beings, we will make all beings. If only one cricket-ant can be saved, then the cricket-ant can be saved. Ants, why not all beings.

"Do you still refuse to say today?"

A sound that broke the silence came with heavy footsteps.

The same is true of the comer every day. At the same time, speaking almost the same words, getting almost the same results.

Because he can't go far.

Hearing his voice, the corner of the white monk's mouth hadn't drooped, and nothing seemed to affect his smile.

"No, Master, please come back.

The giant man was sitting a few feet in front of the white monk with his head held up by one hand. The fierce light from the giant bell-like eyes seemed to penetrate the white monk fiercely.

"What are you doing now?

"I'm watching Army Star

The monk in white didn't seem to notice the anger that the other side was wanting, and said casually: "There is a subtle connection between the stars and the world, which can convey the incredible. You believe it?

Asked with a deep voice by the giant man known as Secret Fruit.

.... You are talking about stargazing in Middle-earth.

"No, I'm talking about astrology in the country of Arthur. I'm the second of Aquarius

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The monk in white smiled.

"Why are you angry?

Secret Fruit stood up suddenly, like the towering tower, which made people breathless.

"You rely on your mind and time, and there is no other way to find out about Vajrayana. I can't help you. So you are empty-cut?"

The monk in white looked up fearlessly and smiled, "--The cut is empty, isn't it right?"

-A splendid cloud like a breeze,-A mune like a morning bell in an ancient temple. Looking at each other, space-time seems to leak into a gap and return to the mountain gate of Shitu Shidiyuan. You can also see the two little Sami who once looked so.

Two people have been from childhood to old age-this is the way they are. From worshiping the teacher, learning Buddhism, and growing up to their own respect. Nothing has changed.

Brothers are always smiling, as if everything in the world doesn't hold their arms. It ’s the bitter face of the master—it ’s like always questioning something.

Regardless of how angry his classmates who are reckless and easy to conflict with, others can always stop him easily.

When he was young, Secret Fruit was irritable and irritable. Under the anger, he wanted to kill the seven broken monks who violated the Lotus Sect. No one dares to stop. Only the innocence out of the ranks, talking and laughing freely --- enumerating the causes of not killing, stopped the master's delusion.

Now it seems that nothing has changed-the monk in white is smiling as he was the same day.

"Yun Dan, you have never changed as before.

Calling the long-used nickname, the stainless eyebrows were drooping.

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"You are paranoid, you are not greedy for gold or silver, nor do you indulge in power, but you ca n’t break one by one." You are jealous of the martial arts of the deities, and jealous of his place in the hearts of the people. Wrath is killing.

The giant man stood expressionless, standing on the ground, like a weathered black rock.

"Luo .... I asked the guardian to have merit. It was they who abandoned me when I was in trouble. I fought for them but I lost because of them. Is this fair?

The monk in white slowly shook his head.

"Under your rule, residents need to ask for help

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