I'm all lucky because I'm too afraid of bad luck

"Ah? But the mountain is now no more expensive, only the same trend like a small road."

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The small road boy is somewhat confused, and now Huang Ting Mountain declines, it is no longer a day, and there is nothing to come to the teacher, and there is no so many disciples.

It is good to know that the disciples are practicing martial arts and wear, and there is still a monthly supply.

He also hosted by the road, and now it has been mixed for a treasure.

"Hand ..."

The young woman looked at the fall of this long-lasting platform, he smiled and said: "Hiscette is also very good."

The trails carefully examined this boy, the opponent's ragged, only the face is still white, the spirit is good, the heart does not have a disaster in the mountains in recent years?

He came to the Temple of the Junior, and reported the teacher's teacher.

"Hundreds of mullies? Let the old road think about it, it seems that there is no one in the tomb garden, it is better to let him go there."

A nearly 50-year-old man touched the beard, and under the decision, he looked at the teenager, "Yes, what is your name?"

The teenager eyes are clear, laughing and laughing: "Zhang Xuan Sheng."

"Well, it's a good name, it sounds like I have a relationship with us."

The old road waved, so that the trail took Zhang Xuansheng away.

"Teacher, I am so calling, although we are all trekking, but you are getting late than you, the front is the cemetery, there is a wooden house around the mountain, there is a wooden house around the mountain, there is a wooden house everywhere, it is your residence."

The small road brought the road, and there was still a distance from the cemetery and stopped, but he didn't want to go there, he heard that there was still a ghost in the evening.

"Thank you."

Juvenile nodded.

"Right, every day, the time and noon, in the west of the Hall, it is the place where we will make a meal, but don't have misunderstood, otherwise you will have no dinner."

Before leaving, the boy didn't forget to remind it.

"Teacher ... how to call?"

The young boy asked, let the trainee children smiled, he still listened to his brother.

"The master named Li Guiyi, and you call me to change."

He laughed and replied.

"Is it a good name, then I will go to the rest."

"Well, there are few people in the cemetery, don't let the deciduous weeds too much, it is a little seepage in the evening, and the brother is taken."

Li Gui said that he left. He didn't finish it in the morning, and he didn't know how much new.

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When the teenager walked in the cemetery, he followed the memory to a grave. He leaned over and wiped the dust on the inscription, put the wood carving in front of the grave, solemn, "Master, I came back to see you. "

I thought about it, he smiled again: "I am going home."

Then, he got up and found the wooden house, took out the hand, and started to clean the cemetery, but he was still a work, but he was very excited, that is his life, the most desire.

Have been a few years ...

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On the night, on the tongue of the slurry room, Huang Ting Mountain's hybrid kids did not sleep to discuss interesting things.

"I said to you, I heard that the cemetery of the hills, hiding a demon."

"Demon? Who said?"

"It's just that the mountains of Shangshan, the mountain, it seems to be a partner next door."

"What happened, why did he say that he is a demon?"

"I heard that after he goes up the mountain, never come to us this to have a meal, don't believe you ask other people, who has seen him?"

"How come people not come?" How is this demon? "

"You are stupid, you don't eat !?"

"Maybe people eat elsewhere?"

"The brothers in the door will let him dine together, let alone the cemetery only has a road to the mountain, I have never seen him in the vicinity of the people who are responsible near there."

"That may also, people caught the wild to eat in the mountains, Wang Teng, you are afraid that you have a lot of blame, hurry, sleep, there is a demon."

"Hahahaha."

Suddenly, the house is full of cheerful atmosphere.

When the young woman named Wang Teng was in a hurry, sit and be acknowledged: "You don't laugh, you know that you are this virtue. I will take the courage to see it today. How do you guess?"

Wang Teng's words, the interest of everyone, nor did it laughed, and listened.

"That Zhang Xuan Sheng ... he ... is actually a pair of models that year, we must know that it has passed for ten years!"

Wang Teng said, I can't help but play a cold, I am afraid that this darkness has a demon to take him.

Others are also hung, "" This is true? "

"Wang swear with personality, there is no halfword."

Wang Teng said the intermediary.

Suddenly everyone is quiet, if the Queen is really true, then this is indeed evil door.

They have been known as the first door of Wu Post, and they know what they are in the country. What is the brothers? In this world, there is a fairy Buddha, but it is a good thing to be good.

Once the longest-lived old palm, I also lived for more than a hundred and forty years, and the Emperor of the Wukuo at the time was called a fairy.

How can I really die in this world? The Taoi said, it is a lie.

Just these words, they only dare to think in their hearts, if they have been listening to others, I am afraid that I have to be tearned by the disciples in the door.

"Sleep, it is definitely the king Teng, and then, you have never seen Zhang Xuansheng, and maybe people are long."

Some people said, then there were a crowd with a quilt, and the quilts were covered. After a while, they had a snoring, and only the king was calm.

The next day, I don't know why, this news passed out, there is a few disciples on Huang Tingshan heard the matter.

There is also a curios to go to the Songshan cemetery to see what is going on, but they only see a young man who cleales the rules of the rules, very simple, and the words are humble, and the smile is still somewhat.

Is this a demon?

That is, those who are shaking themselves, some people are not very normally.

This matter has been so past, until that day, after the mountains worship the ceremonies, the contemporary Huang Ting Mountain Persons President Lin Guangqing said that the past memories, wanted to worship the old people in the cemetery.

He is alone, and the future of the future, it is a lot of clean, it seems to have a new trend.

He strolled in the cemetery, wanted to help his master, but found that the top of a dust is not, feeling a serious responsibility, he is a little bit of emotion, he is really a bad advice.

Not only the future, the future will give the master, but even the brilliant Huang Ting Mountain gradually decates in his hands.

"If you want to burn incense, I can go to the house."

A young voice sounded, Lin Guanghan slammed back, he was the top masters of the county of Wuku, but he was not self-studying behind him?

It is also said that he recalls the past, immersed in the embarrassment, forget the induction of the surrounding environment?

No matter what, he should not be so big, but it is a mountain gate.

And when he turned back, when he saw the face, it was a bit awkward, and even thought it was in the dream.

"Xiaochi?"

Lin Guanghan took a horror, a unbelievable look, then he shook his head and said that people always love, but it is a bit like it.

"It's okay, it's a mistake."

He speech and stress this teenager that may be scared by himself.

"Liu brother, but did not expect you to be teach now."

However, the words of the young people have made him instantly petrified.