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

At the end of the ceremony, Li Ping is still coming, in the early days, he is actually true ... was drawn by the purple Linger.

Zhang Xuansheng sat more than a few people, and it was confirmed to each other, and the carnival in the gods was getting colder.

The crowd left, Shen Feng door recovered the calm of the past.

In addition to accompanying family fun, Zhang Xuan Sheng is accompanied by family members. It is basically not dry.

Just occasionally, when a person is quiet, the expression has a few points.

Xuan Xiu's words should not be fake. He also really missed the finding mark. The previous two incoming practice is very smooth, only the last level left, can you go smoothly?

Zhang Xuan Sheng felt the chaotic world in the body. At this time, there was a birth in the river, the ocean Junfeng, but did not have a creative, this is the result of his deliberately suppressed.

His world is not complete enough, it is lack, this is what he is now judged, if it is over-sky, I am afraid that more will fail.

This is nothing about luck, it is not enough.

He has once again clearly opened a grade, but there is still a fatigue with the contraindication.

At the last level, he was avoided, he didn't choose.

After enjoying a long time, Zhang Xuan Sheng once again closed it again. After the closed custom, he had a lot of his family, but also privately passed the words of Ling Zihan.

In front of Shimen, Zhang Xuansheng patted his son's shoulder and encouraged: "Don't do it, wait for me to hold the grandson."

The atmosphere of the dignity suddenly dissipated, and everyone smiled.

Zhang Xuan Sheng came to the center of the stone chamber, sitting on the knee, and did not start using the sky to find the right line for yourself.

He is sitting in front of the other "I", which is the magic of the Su Lin gives him.

If his relationship is soft, the Buddha is just, the magic is a front.

He is still in contact with the Buddha, but for the magic, he doesn't know anything. This thing is not a shallow sense of Tianshengzong, or you can understand the little movie of Su Lin.

Alternatively, Zhang Xuan Sheng believes that Sun is until it is magic, it does not realize what is the magic. He is just hate, and then with the power of others.

Since then, Su Linxian is successful, and it is said that it is the first of Wanjie, but in Zhang Xuan Sheng seems to be unable to be devil, and maybe he has not understood what is the magic.

Zhang Xuansheng shook his head, "Xuan Xiu, Xuan Xiu, you are not so reborn, bad."

From the results, Xuan Xiu's repairs are very much, although he is not careful not to listen to the advice, but Xuan Xiu is not as good as it is, or he is a heavy born, this itself explains some things. Let Zhang Xuan Sheng feel uncomfortable.

Zhang Xuan Sheng is sitting, thinking about his friends and family, recalling his own children's family, the mouth is slightly hooked, slowly calming, and finally laughing.

"Come, let me see, what is the last level of this super off?"

The sky is derived, and his awareness gradually silence.

..........

It's too innocent, eternal.

At this time, the world needs to look up, respectful to a woman, the woman is just waving, "I have returned, or will leave this world."

The woman has long's face, the pace is light, and the silver bell is playing down on the stairs, red, bare's ankle.

The black hair, holding a flower, insert a few beads, with a pearl, such as jade, the skin, the eyebrow eye, the eyes of the indifference, but half points Playful.

She wears a water-blue pleated dress in her inside, the outer cover is a silk blue light yarn, the waist is a white belt, and the shoulder is cut into a waist.

However, this kind of people don't dare to look straight, even the emperor does not dare to.

"Gong Gong Emperor."

Shen Emperor said, it is quite easy, and there is a little release in my heart. This grandmother is finally gone, and the fault of myself "young" is not compensated. Which is such a proppal?

If you have someone behind you, you can bull me casually ... it seems to be true.

Don't say anything else, now I am shot, it is not the opponent of this woman.

Revealing that the woman just found the door, a poisonous tongue, the veteran of the gods, hurriedly went!

Do not send!

The woman's lotus is shifted, disappearing in the temple, came to her a good secret.

"Oh, after this, I should go back and see."

The woman whispers sighs, closed eyes, and the soul is quiet.

..........

In April Spring, all things recovered, the pilgrims who came out, often, the temple is not lively.

In a courtyard in the hills in the temple, the numerous sakura blossoms, the Sakura snow is falling, and the ground is full.

" - - -"

The temple in the temple has a small sand, wearing a gray-style clothes, a pair of knocking wood fish chanting.

Suddenly, the movements in his hand were suddenly a piece of cherry blossoms, and he fell on the wooden fish. He gently took the cherry blossom, and he hoped for a long time. He finally shook his head, throw the petals to the courtyard, Let it work with Chunmei.

He continued to start the chanting, the little age is serious, and the cherry blossoms in the courtyard have also rhythmically flying, just like a good.

If there are some people here, see this scene, it will be shocked to say that it is not enough to say, although there is a rhythm but it is so natural, it is not like an external force, but the cherry snow is filled, and it actually pied together. The complete Tibetan class!

Little Shami didn't seem to feel what is amazing, and even he didn't realize the changes in the courtyard, just read the Buddhist scriptures.

But this tranquility was broken, a crisp like a wind, and a little sound.

"Hey, this is so beautiful, why are those and not going?"

A little girl wearing a blue long skirt broke into the courtyard, looked at the cherry blossoms of the full court, and reached out to the floating cherry snow.

"Hey, there is still a small monk here."

The little girl ran two laps and found that the Chinese court was still sitting on a small sand. She curiously made the past, but the little sand is just a closed-eyed, knocking on the wooden fish. I don't look at her.

The little girl reached out two times before Xiaosha, Xiao Shami did not respond, she didn't know where to pick up a dog's tail, put it before the tip of the small sand.

Auntie - "

Little Shami couldn't help but hit a sneezing. He looked at the little girl, settled in the god, and the solemnly rushed to the Buddha: "The female donor, this place is not allowed to enter,"

"Hey, I thought that the little monk became a stone, I didn't expect to talk?"

The girl is laughing and curious to see the little sand. "My name is Xue Mo pity, the little monk is you?"

Xiaosha is, said: "Xiaoyu Law Xuan Sheng." Goodwill reminds: "The female donor is still going back."