MTL - Joy of Life-Chapter 35 Qingli four years spring

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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This is the first time that Xunzi Wuzhu laughs, or that this is the first time that Fan Xie, who is sixteen years old, saw his Wushu Shuxiao, the moment he mentioned his mother.

The appearance of the scorpion Wuzhu dew outside the black cloth is not old, but it is always cold and cold, and there is very little expression of expressive emotions. It is even harder to see such things as horror, sadness, and sadness.

No more smiles.

So when he remembered the past when Miss and the first time he went to Kyoto, he was a bit rusty and awkward when he moved his lips up. But even so, people who seem to never laugh, and occasionally show tenderness, but like a thousand years of ice on the cliff, suddenly burst into a beautiful snow lotus.

Gentle and beautiful, beautiful.

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After I finally woke up from the loss of the gods, Wuzhu had responded as usual, faintly replied: "I don’t know how much Miss Ye’s eyebrows are, and the other people around me just call her Miss, but the name Ye Yemei, even now I want to come... I am also very famous in Kyoto."

“Is it?” Fan Xianyu’s eyes widened. He felt that the words of Wuzhu were somewhat inconsistent. Since there are not many people who know that the mother is called Ye Xiaomei, why is the name Ye Xiaomei quite famous? The reason why he thinks this is because he does not know the stone on the door of the inspection center, the golden light, and the payment.

“Talk about my father’s business.” Fan’s eyes flashed and he didn’t know what he was thinking.

"I only promised to say Miss."

"Well, you are very slippery, Wuzhu classmates."

"Before you were born, I had a serious illness and forgot a lot of things."

Fan leisure grinned: "Uncle is better than me... um, that's it, say something else... I... What does the mother look like?"

Wuzhu thought about it and said: "It's beautiful."

Although the voice of his speech did not contain too many complicated emotions, Fan Xian always thought that when he said these three words, Wu Zhu appeared very sincere. He smiled and licked his hand and sighed: "It turned out to be a beautiful girl."

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Although Wuzhu’s storytelling level is extremely inferior, from the simple words, Fan Xian can feel the colorfulness of the woman’s story in Kyoto. There is a strong impulse in his heart. To go to Kyoto, he must go to Kyoto.

Wu Zhu scored a gesture, indicating that Fan stood up and walked with himself.

Fan Xian stood up with some curiosity. When he reached the end of the room, he looked at Wuzhu and gently slammed it on the stone wall. The wall suddenly made a slight sound, and then separated from it, revealing one inside. Secret room!

Fan was surprised to follow the five bamboos and went in. There was nothing in the secret room, a thin layer of dust was laid on the ground, and a box was casually placed in the corner.

Because the secret room can't see anything except this box, it is conspicuous. It's a black suitcase. It's about the length of an adult's arm. It's not very wide, so it looks slim.

"No one knows, before Miss and I went to Kyoto, I used to stay in Luzhou for a while. This box is the lady who stayed. I will keep it for you now, and you will keep it yourself."

Fan spent his heart moving, went forward, rubbed the dust on the black suitcase with his hand, looked at the mouth of the box and found a brass-like lid that covered the lock.

He was very curious about what the mother left for himself. Unexpectedly, he turned over for a long time and found that the cover could not be twisted. The box could not be opened at all.

"There is no key." Wu Zhu saw that he was busy and reminded him.

Fan Xian dejected his head and said: "I don't say that, I will give you a box that I can't open. What is the use?"

"Before you come to Ganzhou, because you need to make some people believe that you are dead, the key will stay there."

Fan thought that this bridge was too old, and raised his eyebrows. He took the slender dagger from his scabbard on the side of his calf and never left his body. He pointed at the top of the suitcase and looked at it. Easy to start.

"Don't try, this box is much stronger than you think."

I can hear that Wu Zhushu is very opposed to his violence. Fan Fan smiled and stopped the action, took back the dagger, patted the box, and shook his head and sighed: "There may be hundreds of thousands of silver tickets, but unfortunately, unfortunately." ”

Then he lifted the box and tried the weight. He found it was quite heavy, and curiosity was a bit heavy.

"Where is the key?"

"Kyoto."

It is also a very broad answer.

Wu Zhu turned and went out to get out of this secret room. Seeing that he did not notice himself, the uncanny heart of the eye-catching eyes turned round and the right elbow was slightly bent, and the fierce palm was printed directly above the box. This palm contains all his skill, overbearing and breaking the wind.

A muffled sound of "砰" reverberated in the secret room, which actually aroused the dust all over the sky and covered most of the light of the oil lamp.

Wu Zhu’s figure turned coldly and looked at Fan.

Fan Xian was staring at his palm at this time, and the black box had no trace of dust except for a little dust.

It seems that to open this mysterious box, you must go to Kyoto.

Fan Xian thought so quietly, planning when he would leave Chuzhou, and his father who wants to come to Kyoto should not always let himself stay at the beach to "support the elderly."

At this time, he did not know that the person sent by the Earl of Sinan to pick him up was already on the road.

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In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, Fujiko was sitting in the only pub in Zhangzhou Port, wiping the sweat on his forehead and looking at a wall in the pub.

The wall was decorated with a piece of paper with good materials. The quality of the piece of paper was good. There were many words on the top of the wall. The handwriting was clearly written by the hand of the calligrapher Pan Ling, and the style was elegant and succinct. Pure thick.

If you put it in Kyoto, Pan Dian’s work of such a size must sell at least three hundred and two silver, and the port of Zhangzhou is far away, so it’s not surprising that it’s well-prepared and served on the wall like God. .

It’s just that the content written on it is really not suitable for decorating the door.

Because the above is all a mess of news, yes, this is the legendary newspaper. There are only two newspapers in the entire port of Zhangzhou. The official officer’s share is naturally placed in the bureaucracy. The owner of the pub owner has quietly bought it from the hands of the Piaget.

The general public can't see this new thing, so it is extraordinarily magical, and it is also the handbook of Pan Ling adults, so after the pub owner bought it, he hangs on the wall as a treasure of his own town shop.

It’s just that he didn’t know that this newspaper was stolen by the young master of Beppu, and that the Grand Master Fan Da had sold more than 20 copies to the wealthy businessmen in the city and earned a lot of money.

And Fujiko, I am going to meet the young Master Fan.

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