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How dare you marry Fengzi? When the wedding is complete, you can't beat this kid to death. Song Shuhang's heart secretly said.

After sighing, he entered the church with his wife and was ready to accompany his son through the wedding.

But right at the moment he took a step, he was like crossing, shifting, shifting to the side of the bride.

What's happening again? Why did you suddenly appear next to the bride instead of the bride's father?

Song Shuhang looked at the side suspiciously, and then saw a magnified version of his daughter Xiao Miao, who was walking on the red carpet with a smile on his face.

The church door opened and a handsome man came face-to-face with a soft, watery look at his daughter's seedling.

Shit, shit, shit, shit!

And all of a sudden, from being 'my son is going to marry’ to being 'I'm going to marry my daughter'.

Damn, which pig is my adorable daughter Miao! Young man, come here, I promise I won't kill you!

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This evening, Song Shuhang and his wife Nine-Light Girl hid in the nest and cried together into tears.

Song Shuhang wondered, however, if he wanted to shrink in the nest for Mao to cry silently?

When did I become so deeply attached to this strange world? It's just some flickering clips, isn't it?

But the tears dropped without his control, as if he had really spent more than two decades with his son and daughter in the morning and evening.

It's a very subtle feeling.

Buzz...

Song Shuhang suddenly felt his head sinking and the whole person shook a chill.

He opened his eyes and found himself squatting in the corner of the temple with a book in his hand, full of water... is that his tear?

What's going on here?

Song Shuhang hastily and quietly wiped away the tears. It was too embarrassing. A grown man squatted in the corner east to weep.

Was that a dream? Such a clear and strange dream? And why would I dream of marrying a nine-light girl?

It's not science, whether you're Yoko Yu, XVI or even Luffy, you're better suited to be the bride of your dreams than a nine-light girl?

Could it be that the causal line linked to the onion is making it weird?

Song Shuhang quietly looked in the direction of the table, but saw that the nine-light girl had left the position sometime and had no idea where she was going.

“Left while I was sleeping and dreaming?” Song Shuhang closed the scriptures, sat on the floor with his ass, and rested against the wall.

I feel tired all the time. What's the pain?

After a long break, Song Shuhang looked confused when he saw that the nine-light girl had not yet appeared.

After thinking about it, he went to the back of the temple to find the nine-light girl.

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Behind the temple, in a small room.

The nine-light girl reached over her head and gently shrugged... her long and calf hair fell to the ground, her long, bright black hair floating all over the floor.

Three thousand defilements, once again cut off.

Soon she recovered to be that bald-headed nine-light nun.

Long hair fell off, her hands clasped together: “Everything can be done, such as fantasy bubbles, such as dew as electricity...”

As she recited, a red palm appeared empty in front of her.

In the middle of this red-handed palm, there is a crystalline ball.

On the crystal ball, there are almost always signs of long river transport… it seems that time, space, are in the hands of this red-handed hand!

And in this crystal ball, there's an image that plays repeatedly —— exactly what Song Shuhang dreamed of going through.

Marriage, childbearing, old age, marriage of children...

Are all these pictures illusory?

No, not illusions.

The long head and long calf hair of a nine-light girl show that what happens is not as simple as' illusion ’.

And Song Shuhang's inexplicable sense of soreness confirms this as well.

So, is it true? But it doesn't seem to be true. At least Song Ren, the son and daughter Song Miao, who appeared in the dream, are not real.

What exactly is this experience?

Is it true or not?

It is certain that this experience is not the same as the ‘illusory reality' that may emerge around the Seven Distinguished Persons, and is the opposite of the two.

This experience, it seems, can be called a ‘real illusion’?

In short, even the nine lights she had experienced were unclear and unclear, because her realm was not reached.

“That year's wish is over. Can you read it?” A heavy man's voice rang in the ears of nine lights.

Nine lights with slight eyes and a quiet face: “Wishes have been made, but some people, things, things, instead of seeing through, feel more misty looking at flowers, more confused. ”

Heavy man's voice laughed: “Strange answer, Nine lights, know what I want to ask you to ‘see through’? ”

Nine lights smiled back: “I don't know, I just need to know - I just know what I saw! ”

Suddenly, the grey monk coat on the nine lamps changed.

The grey monk clothes spread apart and turned into a long white dress.

Her grass shoes caught fire and turned to ashes.

Nine-light girl stepped barefoot in the void, crystalline white jade feet, each with a golden lotus floating, beneath her feet, keeping her feet out of contact with dirt.

From now on... under her feet, no dust!

Her momentum climbed to the extreme, and she could turn a spiritual lake around her body whenever she wanted.

If you survive the heavenly robbery, you will be promoted to Six Pin Shinjun!

However, the nine lights were not in a hurry for promotion.

She began by gently touching her long hair and burning flames, instantly turning to ashes.

Meanwhile, the red palm in front of her disappeared.

After all this, the nine-light girl smiled and turned around.

As she turned around, Song Shuhang appeared at the door of the small room.

“Finally found you, Miss Nine Lights." Song Shuhang looked at the nine lights in front of him and blinked hard.

In front of him, a fairy in a white dress stood in the void, barefoot and stepped on two golden lotus flowers under her feet. She is superior in shape and has a sanctimonious taste, supported by gold lotus and white skirt.

Unfortunately... this fairy is bald.

Where's the nine-light girl in the white dress... Song Shuhang unwittingly mixed her with the nine-light in the white wedding dress of her dreams.

I always feel like I have a dream of not waking up.

“Does it look good?” Nine lights stared at Song Shuhang, squinting his eyes, grinning.

Song Shuhang raised his thumb: “Really beautiful, put on this white dress, it seems like someone changed, blind my eyes. ”

“Ha-ha-ha.” Nine lights laughing: “Bright blind two words, excellent description, I love it! ”

Song Shuhang was speechless this time. Unconsciously, he was used to the air of the nine-light girl.

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“It's getting late, and you've been on Tianjin for some time.” Nine-light girl said, "I wanted you to spend more time on Tianjin Island so that I could do my best to be a landlord. But unfortunately... I am in a stupidity, I am about to break through, it is difficult to leave you as a guest. ”

“It's okay, Miss Nine Lights. You've done me a lot of favors, and I appreciate it all the time! Since the nine-light girl is breaking through, I won't bother you anymore. And ask the nine-light girl to point the way. I'll get ready and leave Tianjie Island.” Song Shuhang didn't dare to be polite with the nine-light girl.

What if the nine-light girl really wants to keep him as a guest?

“No rush.” Nine lights smiled and gave a ringing finger: “Before I sent you away, I had something to lend to the Buddha. Take out the onion in your pocket. Three hundred years ago, she took a roll of" Buddha Lion's Roar "from me, and now I see that your tip point is almost open, just one foot away. This Buddha's Lion Howl is just the right thing to do. Lady Onion, take out the" Lion Roar Gong ", while I teach Song Shuhang, by the way, you can point to one or two. ”

Song Shuhang removed the onion from her pocket.

The onion woman trembled and somehow pulled a roll of work out of it.

Song Shuhang stared silently at this volume of kung fu, this is "Buddha Lion Ho Kung Gong", um... Buddha's kung fu again. I always feel that I have a little more Buddha's kung fu.

But to open your mouth, spell it!

Big deal. After I step into the realm of 'second product', I wash my skills and learn the art of Confucianism and Dormitory!

In the East Sea, giant whales swim slowly above the sea.

“This direction, is it southwest? Song Shuhang will probably be here.” The White Venerable put away the gossip array, pointing in the southwest direction: “Go, go in that direction! ”

Giant whales erupt a fountain and, like spirituality, turn to swim in a southwesterly direction.

“Even if you can't find Mystic Island in this direction, you should be able to find Song Shuhang from Mystic Island.” The White Honored muttered to himself.

Better let yourself find Mysterious Island. He's curious about the place!

At this moment, on an island in the East Sea.

A woman wearing a black dress and black stockings flew fast on the island and was agile, leaping like a kitten in the jungle.

Behind him, a man who was as strong as a bull chased him: “Miss Chu Chu, this island is so big, where can you run? Surrender the three of our brothers, our brothers know how to spend the rest of their lives and will leave you a life. ”

On the left-hand side of the barbarian male, an extremely long arm, a man of ape-like shape, moves faster in the jungle than the woman in the black dress and stockings in front.

On the right is a man who runs like a wolf, with his hands and feet on the ground. His face was cold and he shouted, “Niu Er, stop talking nonsense. Spread out and push it up. Don't let the bitch get away. Never let her run back to Chu's family. ”

Take people's money and put an end to people's disasters.

The three of their brothers took the money to intercept this family genius Chu Chu. She must not go back to the Cut Sendai.