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Chapter 1735 Forty years of cold and heat!(1/2)

 No one disturbs them.
Qianye hugged Ye Junyi and looked at the scene in front of her quietly, feeling that life was perfect but at this moment.
not far away.
Leng Meizi ignored Lao Dao and looked at Mo Chenyin, full of curiosity about this senior sister she had never met before.
Gu Tian...
He was the most excited.
This daughter-in-law.
Very good! Very good, very good! My son can definitely control it!
besides……
His eyes turned.
He glanced at the cold girl.
this.
It can also be grasped.
There's also Ah Sha, that red-dressed Feng Xi, and that arrogant one who plays the piano...
You have to grasp it all!
As I was thinking about it, a sense of urgency suddenly flashed through my heart.
Should you give your grandson one... no, ten names in advance?
Only the wise understand.
It was not his method to make Mo Chenyin appear.
"Cuddling in broad daylight, don't be ashamed!"
"Old man!"
Hearing this, Leng Meizi's little face turned into a stinker and she said faintly, "Are you hungry? Can I treat you to some fish?"
"..."
The old Taoist body trembled, and his face became darker and darker.
Damn, damn, little girl!
"Steamed?"
Leng Meizi was still chattering and irritating him, "Braised in braise? Boiled in water? Or fish soup? Master, you choose one..."
The old man looked at his mouth and his heart without saying a word.
Don’t listen, don’t listen, that bastard is chanting sutras!
Also at this time.
Suddenly there was a faint howl in the distance.
"who is it!"
"Who is it!!"
"What a wicked bastard! He dug up my master's grave!!!"

After the Taoist temple.
Mei Yun was half-kneeling at the grave of Lao Dao, with a gray face, adding soil to the exposed shrub, and crying loudly, not forgetting to curse in between crying.
in his heart.
The old Taoist was his only relative, both his teacher and his father. He couldn't dig his grave...even in what he thought was a dream!
"well……"
behind.
The old Taoist sighed lightly, suddenly feeling that there are disciples like this, even if he was beaten by Fu Shengke before,
It's all worth it if you die again!
"Stop howling and get up."
"Eh? Master?"
Mei Yun was stunned for a moment, looked back, and was suddenly confused.
There are more than just veterans behind him.
Gu Han, Qianye, Leng Meizi...and the fat baby saplings Gu Han was carrying in his hand, all of them!
"Why are you all here?"
He thought it was his dream.
Even more confused than him.
It's people like Gu Han.
"Teacher Mei."
Gu Han looked confused, "The master you are talking about...is actually the old man?"
"Always."
While adding soil to the grave, Mei Yun replied, "Didn't I tell you that? My master is an experienced Taoist and has lived for more than eighty years?"
Gu Han twitched the corners of his mouth.
he thought to himself.
Don't talk about him, even the cold girl can't guess it!
"I see."
Sighing, he suddenly realized that the unscrupulous disciple that the old Taoist once talked about... was Mei Yun!
Some explanation.
Mei Yun was even more confused, "Master is not dead? How is this possible? I buried him with my own hands..."
Talking and talking.
He realized something was wrong, and his thoughts were very strange, "Master, do you think I eat too much, and are you deliberately pretending to be dead to deceive me so that you can save food?"
The old man is very tired.
There was nothing he could do to deal with this brainless apprentice.
More than just plum luck.
This is also a question in other people's minds.
"Life and Death."
The old Taoist shook his head and sighed, "It's not as simple as you think?"
Said.
He glanced at Mei Yun again and said, "Get up, it's just a tombstone, it doesn't make any difference if you have it or not!"
Everyone looked at each other.
Even Leng Meizi couldn't figure it out. The old man was standing in front of him alive, he could run and jump, and he hated eating fish...how could he be dead?
On the contrary, it is plum luck.
He stood up from the edge of the grave, walked to Lao Dao, and looked at it carefully, thoughtfully.
"Mr. Mei."
Leng Meizi was surprised and said, "Do you understand?"
Mei Yun pondered for a moment, "I don't understand a word!"
To be continued...
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