With regard to the aftermath of Lottie, which was eventually carried out with low profile at Zhang's request, she did not receive any interviews from the media, even after which she took the initiative, through legal means, to bring the previous bad journalists to court. `` `' The arrested drug traffickers naturally deserve the punishment they deserve, but the same is true of the media, who disseminated the news on the Internet, causing the leakage of identity information to the narcotics police, a woman who hopes in this way that the State will gradually give priority to the relevant system for the protection of the families of police officers, while she does not want her son, Lo Bei, to be affected too much by the incident.

The day Looting's body was transported back, Zhang and Luobei went together to pick it up. When the man with the flag on his eyes lay silently and silently there, and the face was still very young, he held Luobei's hand in a trembling grip. Finally, he couldn't help crying.

Xiao Nan candle naturally knows these things, and from a personal point of view, he also wanted to give some help to Zhang Li Son, so after thinking about it, he still found Li Zhonglin half way through the back door. Regarding the outcome of this case, the mayor gave Xiaonan candle a full face, both morally and humanely.

“The news media industry should have disseminated the right values and real-time news messages, but today, in order to attract the attention of the public, many practitioners really lack the basic ethics of professionalism. You know, those fighting on the front lines are protecting our lives. If we give them back in this way, we are definitely choking their lives...”

Relying on watching Mayor Li on the sofa to face the journalist's interview so seriously, Xiao Nan Candle did not expect people like Li Zhonglin who had been unwilling to go on the news show for 10,000 years to come forward to talk about it, but at least there could be a change in the news media after the incident. After all, the end of the sentenced journalists was there. Although they had the right to publish the story as journalists, this incident that happened to the Rooting family was undoubtedly a manslaughter, and the last point of Xiaonan Candle's attention related to the incident was also ended with the smooth departure of Mother Zhang and Son.

The following days Xiaonan candle has been hiding at home without going out, there is no update on Weibo, and there will be no reception outside. Stu Zhang said that he went out for a drink with him and he did not go, and his daily work at home is naturally about the resurrection of Junior High.

After returning that day, Xiao Nan candles wanted to build a new soul for Jun. 3 with the words of the Twelve Devices. Jun. 3 happened to be injured, so a new calendar paper was urgently needed to accommodate his own spirits that had not yet been redistributed. Because there is no cure for the wounds of the gods in those interpersonal medical institutions, we can only ask our experienced physicians to borrow Nafu from Pengzu to heal the wounds of the first three years. This method Xiao Nan candle is naturally also learned from the calendar. He also knows the story of Peng Zu, a mythical figure, but the traditional Chinese folk story has always been about Peng Zu, and this calendar is naturally mentioned specifically.

Peng Zu is a pioneer figure in the Qin Dao family of the Chinese ancestors. Some legends say that he was from the Yao Shun Yu era. Others speculate that he should be a descendant of the Huaxia ethnic group. Sima Qian has explicitly mentioned Peng Zu's existence in his history. Because of its own mystery, the first man of the Great Peng Nation has always been uncertain in all kinds of ancient books about a specific age, yet Peng Jo himself is most famous not for his intricate identity, but for all his legendary stories without exception about Peng Jo's immortality.

Immortality is a desperate pursuit of many ancient emperors in China. Many emperors even give terrible human and material resources to send their people everywhere in search of psychotropic drugs. Most of these people began to go for this Peng Zu, but then returned mostly because they themselves had no connection with immortality, because many people themselves misunderstood immortality, so they did not understand that even Peng Zu himself could not make such magical Dan medicine to kill people, and in the experience, he mentioned Peng Zu's life history in another way in detail.

Peng Zu is indeed the surviving family of Huaxia. At that time, Huaxia people had fallen apart. Because of an unknown disaster and the gradual blending of foreign blood, Peng Zu inherited the profession of Huang Li Shi, and was himself a man of great bliss. Therefore, while studying Taoism and Calendar calculations, he also realized from the images of heaven and earth that Peng Zu would be closely related to the old Yellow Calendar in the future.

A does not open the warehouse, property is depleted; B does not plant, a thousand strains are not long; C does not repair the stove, there will be disaster; D does not shave his head, head has sores.

These are the recipes summarized according to the Tiankan branch is Peng Zubai created by Peng Zubai. To some extent, Peng Zubai perfected the old Yellow Calendar thoroughly in this way, because the rotation of each day comes from the change of the sun and moon, the change of the sun and moon itself has its own pattern, and the daily luck of Fuze can be deduced accordingly. This is a fixed process like a set procedure. If Huang Emperor is the first calendars fundamental to the creation of the Yellow Calendar, then Peng Zubai is to inject the Yellow Calendar itself into the divine power, and build on it. However, if these are put to this day, it is naturally very helpful for Xiaonan candles that have themselves begun to ponder the experience.

First of all, the memory of Shang Xiao has been restored in the third year itself, and this boy does not seem to be resistant to the matter of revival and reconstruction. Plus, what happened in the market seems to have made him much more fond of mankind. Whether the child named Luo Beihuan or the old lady who was willing to save him in distressed circumstances, it has given this old calendar god a little confidence that he understands very well in his own mind, and in this regard, the most satisfied nature is Shao Nan Candle himself.

Anything to be accomplished must be done with his own pleasure. Junior High finally recognized himself and overcome his inferiority. Although his personality can only be like this for the day after tomorrow, some of the things in the bone are really found back, so it doesn't matter whether he is called Junior High or Senior High. After all, Junior High is dead, but Junior High is still there. His love for humanity in the bone prompts him to finally recover his divine power, and Shao Nan's candle is naturally going to help Junior High to rebuild a new calendar body while preserving his memory.

As mentioned earlier, this method of construction needs to be based on the premise that the calendar god on the calendar paper is completely depicted. On this basis, Xiao Nan candle borrowed Nafu from Master Peng Zu with the technique, and then took the opportunity to fully print the soul of the junior third year. This is a method that will not harm the energy of the calendar god at all, and will not need to be repeated, as if he had just replaced a new body shell, but the junior third year himself seems to be very questionable about the level of the master Xiao, and in this regard, Xiao Nan candle with cautious eyes directly closed his mouth with a cold smile.

“Master... you... you tried so hard to paint me like Wu Yanzhu...”

“Shut up and talk about drawing you like Wang Baoqiang. ”

As soon as I heard this, the first three who did not yet have a complete body shape immediately closed their mouths in fear, and then he was forced to hide in the calendar to completely avoid the opportunity to witness all the terrible things. But Xiao Nan's candlestick was powerful. He couldn't do it with a pen in his hand. After all, you usually let him draw a picture of him. This figure portrait of the mountain bug fish was naturally difficult for him. In this case, his all-powerful boyfriend, Mr. New Year's Eve, naturally came out helpless, but this method of construction had to be completed by the experienced master himself, so he held Xiao Nan's body directly from behind him after thinking about it, and then held his hand to guide him in the direction of the painting brush, and turned slightly reddish and silent.

“Well, that's a good gesture...”

Shameless Xiao someone saw Xiao smiled. In the tone of ambiguity was a twelve-point face. New Year's Eve, because of his close proximity, immediately sighed helplessly, and Xiao Nan candle felt New Year's Eve hand and his handcuff together as he bent over, the brushed brush fell a little gold light to paint a human profile, suddenly squinting his eyes open,

“Who painted you on New Year's Eve? ”

This said that the shape of New Year's Eve was stiff. Xiao Nan candle glanced over at him, but only saw the face of the ugly red calendar God did not want to mention. Xiao Nan's candle-like eyebrows were picked in confusion when he saw the situation, and Xiao Nan looked at him for a while before opening his mouth.

“Experience… I don't remember. ”

This answer has a slightly gloomy smell, but it also sounds like New Year's Eve truth. About the complicated and distant past on his body, Xiao Nan candle has not been very clear, but Xiao Nan candle can also make him speak voluntarily and himself. As such, Xiao Nan candle simply patted the back of New Year's Eve's Eve's hand with his other hand. New Year's Eve was unknown, so he gently loosened his hand, and watched Xiao Nan candle lift up his hand and dipped the wolf in a little ju sand. On New Year's Eve, he only felt a man with a pulled figure pinching his chin for a while, suddenly with that soft pen tip followed his eyebrow a few pennies.

“Experience… hmm? ”

With a strong surprise in his eyes, Xiao Nan honestly stayed still on New Year's Eve, but his heart was a little nervous, but Xiao Nan's candle contained a smile, he did not slowly swallow his hands back until he finally closed the pen, and then looked at the face in front of him because of the ju sand decoration, his eyes were red and more obvious, and the scenery of the world was glowing, this corner of his mouth laughed to wash the opening,

“Whoever drew it, it never looked as good as I did... Come on, beauty, smile at me. ”

The author has something to say: because after that magical crossing, I came to the top. I didn't update yesterday... let's kick me hard. My corner cried for a while...

We're going down the main line. Let's go out to dinner with the oil, gray.