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

"You, you, you ... is really a young teacher? Zhang Xuansheng?"

Lin Guangqi's heart is trembled, and it is not credible to see each other.

In front of the teenagers, they seem to be a sixteen year old, like the young teachers in memory, he remembers that when he laughed, when he missed his mistake, the other party was embarrassed to scratch the head.

At the time of nearly eighty years, he is already the old man who is a hundred years old. Maybe it will not be in the past few years, but the young brother is still in the same year, and Lin Guangqian is a bit chaotic.

"it's me."

I nodded, and I didn't stop in my hand and cleaned the dust on the ground.

"how is this possible!"

Lin Guanghan was shocked. He remembered the rumors on the mountains in the past few days. The tiben in the tombs is hiding in the tombs. What is the teenager in front of me?

Does he remember that the little teacher is not being dismissed? When did I return to Huang Ting Mountain?

"What is the brother?"

A young man is plain, and the sweep in your hand is not slow.

"No, who you are? Who is it? What is your favor? What is the purpose? Want to make a chaos of Huang Tingshan door?"

Lin Guangqi is slightly cold, and it is asked again.

Yes, compared to the teenager who believes in the eyes of the stupid little brother on Huang Ting Mountain. He is more willing to believe this is another forces to find a teenager like a small teacher, come to the bad mountains.

He as Huang Ting Mountain is clear, but the monk is martial arts, strong body, but it is indeed a lot more longer than the usual person, but it is impossible to make a child.

What's more, those who are not good, not to choose the most stupid little brother that year, you must know that the brothers have traveled into a complete.

"He figured this way, Xuan Sheng Hui Mountain is just to give the master to sweep the tomb, and he will hit it here."

The teenager is facing Lin Guanghan, and the other is not in the opponent has been added to the internal force, and the intensive is ready to go.

"Oh ... you said that you are Zhang Xuan Sheng himself, then you can know who is in the early course of the practice of the sword, often reminds you who is the name of the name?"

Lin Guanghan did not believe, with a problem, this is a small thing in the past, will not be recorded in the case, for many years, even if the forces behind this teenager are big, it is impossible to find it.

After you heard this, I really had a stiffness, but let him affirmed her own ideas.

At the moment, the teenager looked up to the Fenglin outside the mountain, the breeze passed through, he whispered: "Xuan Sheng is in a dullness, the memory is not very good ..."

"Oh ... this kind of opening is too much ..."

Lin Guanghan ridicule's words have not been finished, but the next sentence of the teenager let him stay in place.

"... But those brothers who have been good to me are still remembered, Liu Yuqing, Chen Ziyang, Li Feihua ... Unfortunately, Huishan is late, and the inscriptions of the brothers I always wipe."

The young man is not saying that some people can live like Lin's brothers. Some people are in large, and they are like to walk the road. Some people can only card in a certain realm.

"You ... is really a Xuan Shengnie ..."

Lin Guanghan's internal force was dissipated, and the spiritual god didn't seem to scattered. Subsequently, he smiled and shake his head and sat directly before the master's inscription.

"Xuan Sheng is neither Huang Ting Mountain is old, and is not Huang Ting Mountain. No matter what year, still now, it is just a small trek, where is it worthy of others?"

The teenager shook his head.

"Hey, Wang Brother has also passed away, and now we have two people left."

Lin Guangqi recalls the past and looks like a young man in front of him.

When you are young, he often laughs at the young brother, but there is nothing malicious, it is a smug between the brothers. He also takes the doctor to see the doctor.

But I didn't expect that he arrived in this age, the last life in the world is the least optimistic young brother.

He is full of wrinkles, white-haired, and a majestic internal force can not stop him from aging, this is the law of natural natural objects, whether it is the city of Huang Ting Mountain, it is impossible to resist.

The teenager competition in front of the eyes is like that year, no, even if it is more young than it goes down the mountain, his time seems to stop in the year of Song Shi, he still remembers the sixteen year old teenager to say that the Song Shu Shu Ling, alone Move into the cemetery.

"Wang Brother, the ghost story he said is the most terrible, but I can't think of me to sweep the tomb, but I don't see him into a ghost and say hello."

The movement of the juvenile swept.

"Teacher, how did you do it? Go down the mountain in the morning, I met the cacto?"

Lin Guanghan is still unwell, asked.

"do not know."

But I don't want a young year just shake the head.

"I don't know. Teacher you return to the old children, how can I not know, what is the Tao, the Tao, I'm doing?"

The teenager shook his head. "Dish, you know, I have been dull, as for the truth of the Tao, maybe there is no, and some brothers should be more than I ginseng."

"Did you have seen the immortal after you go down the mountain?"

Lin Guanghan did not believe.

"In this world, there is a cactus, I saw the bustling and desolate of the world after I went down, I saw the life of all beings."

The teenager said, walking away, and the sound of the friction of the surface is gradually going.

Lin Guangqi looked at the back of the teenager, silent, and finally sighed, got a few heads in front of his master's tomb, left.

..................

One day after ten years, the summer rain, the teenager sat up and looked up and looked up and looked at the rain drops. The sound of the ear was noisy, and people were calm, and he took a cup of fog. Grass tea, a faint product.

There is a walk in the torch of the cemetery, and the direction of the wood house is so taking.

" -"

The old man finally walked into the roof, and a butt sat down, and the right hand looked at the two altars.

"Teacher, I will come to you again."

The palm of Huang Ting Mountain is taking off the clothes, rubbing the rain and wet, rubbing the rain with a good robe.

"I do not drink."

Juveniles have a light road.

"I know, but today is the last time for the brother, can you break the case?"

Lin Guangan hit the old face.

The teenager turned his head quietly looked at Lin Guang and Han, the rain couldn't live, as if there was only one sound in the world.

Silenced for a moment, the teenager also sighed, "" Brother, you have a big limit. "

"I have seen you, I will take the palm of my disciples, Liu does not regret it, it is a good child, I hope he can do better than me."

"The brother is actually very good."

"Oh, all said that a chapter of the emperor, this is really not fake, and those who break the monks are good."

Lin Guanghan sighed, at least he couldn't see the days of Huang Tingshan reunited.