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Song Shuhang's heart is more prepared today because of yesterday's incident of 'not meeting Su Shi A XVI’.

He didn't expect to meet Yoshiko Yu today.

It would be an unexpected surprise if you could meet Yoko Yuba...

“Brother, where are you going?” After getting in the car, the taxi master asked.

Song Shuhang: “Please go in the direction of the station. ”

“All right.” The taxi master laughed: “This is a perfect distance to catch up with the handover. ”

Song Shuhang politely smiled back and fell into contemplation.

In other words...

He actually mistakenly identified Yoko Yuba.

[Misunderstood the bookstore owner's wife as a ghost? Song Shuhang pinched his chin and thought about it.

He remembers carefully the scene that misled the boss's wife today.

When you see that shadow... it's not wrong, it's the shadow of 'Yoko Yu’.

This is confident Song Shuhang still has it.

Yoshiko Yu's body, hair and walking posture are all unique. Because of the power of Lingwu Island, her footsteps are light, stepping forward is just a few steps for ordinary people... it's not just because of her legs!

But when the back turned to the side face, she turned into the gentle look of the bookstore owner's wife.

This god unfolded, what an unexpected book sailing.

[Or, Yoshiko Yu, who didn't exist from the beginning, was the one I fantasized about. It was me in adolescence, every time after renting a book, looking at Gangnam's women-style boss and then adding a constructed figure to my mind.] There was this idea that was passed on to Song Shuhang's mind.

Then, like ‘ad fatigue bombing', it plays repeatedly and continuously.

Brainwashed circulation!

Song Shuhang's mouth rose and his mood suddenly rejoiced.

Obviously, the idea was not his own, but the idea that the virtual world was forcing him to send.

“Tsk, that means, besides fatigue bombing, is there no other way for this guy? ”

Song Shuhang's mouth rose.

This thought plays wildly in his mind, and his mood becomes more pleasant.

How can you describe this feeling?

Well, it was about the time, when I saw the onion form, I rushed up to wave my weak fist and hit him hard on his calf.

The onion woman attacked hard, her fists waved a phantom, and from time to time she jumped up and kicked him in the knee.

However, this still does not change the fact that her attacks are extremely poor and ineffective.

Now this‘ virtual world 'is like a scallion, its fatigue attack is a scallion's fist, it seems fast and harsh, but the actual effect is really poor and useless.

Even, the more it bounced, the happier Song Shuhang's heart was.

This feeling of seeing your opponent bite and cut his teeth so hard that he can't help himself is also an experience of 'life'.

When the taxi driver looked at the taxi mirror on the right, he suddenly saw Song Shuhang's weird ‘pleasant’ smile and his scalp was numb.

He was still thinking, "Why don't you take the boy around while there's still a little time left for the shift?" But as soon as he saw this‘ joyful 'smile, he shot himself in the stomach.

He took Song Shuhang to the station at the fastest speed, collected the money and left in a hurry.

Song Shuhang's face was disgusting.

“When did I offend the taxi master? Looks like he's hiding from me like a disaster?” He wondered in his heart.

Though he's just a normal body now, life's experience is still there. The look on the taxi master's face makes it easy to guess his mind.

I didn't do anything from beginning to end, did I? I haven't even faded a word with him.

Song Shuhang grabbed his head and turned towards the station.

Not in a hurry, Song Shuhang went to get the tickets first, went to eat something to fill his stomach.

“Ordinary people's bodies are really troublesome.” Song Shuhang's secret passage.

After four dishes, the food intake is not very important... the meal is just for the enjoyment, the ‘big meal’ of the Immortal Banquet that enjoys and enhances power is the pursuit of the monks.

And because I'm hungry, I have to eat, and that's a lot of trouble.

[Coach... I still want to fix it.] Song Shuhang looked up to the sky.

By the way, his real career, no coach yet.

Instead, several disciples were received.

Well, take a step back. The seniors in the whole "Jiuzhou No. 1 group" are counted as the existence of the same division and friends.

……

……

Driving to a small town stop in South Lake City.

After coming down from the small town, you are a short way to Lin Yao Village.

Song Shuhang touched his wallet and looked up to the sky.

“First go to Lin Yao Village to see the Temple of the Immortal Monarch, then… if it doesn't turn out, we'll have to live near Lin Yao Village tonight.” He beat a little tired.

“Is that a little too much? Sure enough, lack of exercise.” Song Shuhang dropped off the station and took a taxi to the Temple of Immortality.

“Brother, did you also go to the temple of Immortal Monastery to worship?” After hearing about Song Shuhang's destination, the driver quickly became enthusiastic.

“Well, because there have been a lot of troubles lately, after hearing that the temple of Immortal Monastery is very spiritual, I wanted to come and ask for a sign or something.” Song Shuhang replied with a smile.

“You can find the right place. The temple of Fairy Monarch in Lin Yao Village is small, but it can be tested. Whether you are looking for a daughter, a successful student or an object, there is a great chance that you will receive the blessing of the Immortal King.” Uncle driver laughed.

Song Shuhang nodded politely with a smile.

“By the way, people are strange today. When I was younger, everyone came to the temple to ask for a son. Everyone can't help but bring a handkerchief from their daughter-in-law. But for a few years, most people who come to the temple to beg for children ask for a daughter, and they can't help but have a beautiful daughter. The way young people think, I don't understand.” The driver nagged.

Song Shuhang smiled: “Perhaps because of the daughter's comparison or love? Or, because there were so many sons asked for in previous years, now ask some daughters to come and balance it out? ”

“Little brother sums up the seclusion.” Uncle driver thumbs up.

Song Shuhang leaned against the car window and couldn't help but think of Li Yinzhu...

Then suddenly he felt really old.

When I talk about my daughter, I really think about her.

“Brother, what do you want to go to the Temple of Immortals for?” Uncle Driver asked.

“Well, there's really nothing to ask for, but things have been a little off lately, so I want peace and peace of mind.” Song Shuhang returned.

The driver nodded: “Brother Xiao is in a good mood, I have also recently taken a few young students like you to the Temple of Immortality, they are all successful in their studies. Actually, I'm just going to tell you the big truth... reading this kind of thing is mostly up to me. Even with your blessing, the Immortal King can only do about 10%. If you don't work hard on your own, what good will it do with the blessing of the Immortal King alone? ”

Song Shuhang nodded silently and smiled sincerely.

[Young like you] He likes it, he admires it.

It seemed like a long time ago, no one praised him for being young.

“That's right, Master. Immortals in the Temple of Immortals, what exactly is it like?” Song Shuhang asked.

“How do I describe this? It's hard to say. But the statue of the Immortal King is like a true Immortal!” The master praised.

Song Shuhang nodded with a smile.

A statue like a cactus… this time, perhaps it will not return empty-handed.

Senior White, it will always be the most special one.

The opportunity for this breakdown seems to be Senior White.

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Lin Yao Village, near Xianjun Temple.

The driver stopped the car and said: “The car next to the temple of Immortal Monarch can only be parked here, then you need to walk on your own. See that light? That's the Temple of Immortality. ”

Song Shuhang looked far away, and the temple where Bai Senpai left the gate in memory was a position.

“Thank you, Master.” Song Shuhang paid the fare to get off.

He began to fly fast to the Temple of Immortals.

The closer he gets to the temple, the more he feels inside.

That's right, it's the temple.

Even the looks are the same as he remembers, the layout is good, the specifications are good, and it hasn't changed.

It's just a little more lively than I remember.

The plaza in front of the temple was lit.

There are plenty of people who come in and out wishing.

“Let's go inside and see.” Song Shuhang strives to remain calm and hold back his inner joy.

After all... the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

So, before he really sees the Immortal King statue, he has to calm down.

Song Shuhang approached Temple Station step by step.

Those who come to make a wish, line up in a long line.

He followed discipline and entered the ranks in sequence.

Before entering the door, I bought two more columns of incense.

In the temple of the Immortal Monarch, incense flames wrapped around.

There is still a line of petitioners, men, women and children, reading words in their mouths.

Song Shuhang quietly looked up at the statue of the Immortal King.

The next moment, he finally took a long, relaxed breath.

Exactly.

It's the statue of the Immortal King.

This is the statue of Senior White before he went out.

The fairy monarch looked like a long-haired man with a strangled hand and was alive and well.

It is a coincidence to capture the work of Skywork.

Song Shuhang's heart beat couldn't help but speed up a few beats... this time, it was pure excitement.

Finally!

Well, Senior White, it's still closed in the statue, isn't it?

If there is no foreign interference, Senior White should be officially cleared at the end of the month, June 30.

The wishing crowd slowly moved forward.

Song Shuhang's turn.

He clapped his hands together and said softly: "Senior White, I found you. ”

What's he gonna do next?

White seniors who are shutting down can't even hear the outside world. Even if his statue was removed, it would not be possible to interrupt his closure.

How to summon Senior White is a big problem.

Do we have to wait until the end of the month before Senior White leaves?

Song Shuhang looked up at the statue again.

A moment later, he frowned slightly.

When he first looked at the statue of Senior White, he saw the statue, and the real figure of Senior White appeared autonomously in front of him. His eyes were like stars, his white clothes were like snow, and he was as handsome as a fairy.

This time, there was no such feeling.

This statue… is not really just a statue?

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