Nightfall

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When they first met, they gave away 500,000 two silver. The Cui family was really big, and even large ones were hard to imagine. Such a large number of silver two is enough to do too many things in the world.

Sang Sang didn't know why the Cui family sent so many silvers, but she knew that Ning Que might have caused a lot of trouble if she collected them, but she didn't think about it, so she thought that the money should be collected.

——This is half a million silver. She has never seen so much money in her life.

Don't accept? We will be ashamed like Mr. Ke.

Ning Que read the letter paper and knew the intention of the Cui family, explaining: "Your father was originally Cui Shi's cousin, and now she is in Qinghe County. It was this woman who sent you the newly born out of Zeng's house. With the intention of killing, the Cui family sent this silver to make you forgive the woman, at least not to anger the Cui family because of this, so this silver is not ours, but yours. "

Sang Sang stunned slightly and said, "Is it worth 500,000 two silver?"

Ning Que said: "If you are just the daughter recovered by Zeng Jing, the 500,000 silver is naturally expensive, but you are now the successor of the light god, if you think of these old things in the future, even if it is Qinghe County These doormen do not want to resist the anger of Xiling Great Priest. "

Understanding the origin of this thin silver ticket, Sang Sang became somewhat hesitant and looked at Ning Que seriously and asked, "Then do you say I should not accept it?"

Ning Que said: "It depends on whether you want to forgive them."

Sang Sang said: "Forgiveness will naturally not be forgiven, but I did not want to seek revenge on that woman."

Ning Que was slightly surprised and asked, "Why?"

Sang Sang said: "Because there is no woman. I can't be picked by you."

Ning Que laughed and said, "Since this is the case, then put away the silver tickets and let the people of the Cui family feel at ease."

Sang Sang worried: "Will it cause any trouble?"

Ning Que said, "What's the trouble?"

Sang Sang said: "Isn't it said that taking money will be short-handed?"

Ning Que raised his right hand and said, "I can't shorten my hand ... This silver just buys you to stop your anger. If the gates of Qinghe County really want to buy me what I want to do, should I do it obediently?"

Sang Sang said with anxiety: "Isn't it good if the cashier doesn't do things?"

Ning Que looked at her and asked, "Is silver important or credibility important?"

After thinking for a while, Sang Sang said, "It depends on how much money it is.

Ning Que gently waved the thin silver ticket in his hand.

Sang Sang looked at the silver ticket between his fingers and said without hesitation: "This is more important."

Then she woke up and said a little embarrassedly: "So love money. Is it a disease?"

Ning Que said: "Love money is not a disease, because there is no money to kill."

In fact, there is no need for any reason. Neither he nor Sang Sang can send back the 500,000 two silver tickets he got back, even if it involves something more troublesome than Qinghe County, even if he needs to pay reputation and honor. The price, because from small to large, they really have enough to eat without money, their love of money or greed has long become an irreversible instinct.

If this is a disease, then they are definitely not willing to treat it.

Hard life since childhood. It also allowed Ning Que and Sang Sang to have other near-instinctive habits. In addition to loving money, they are sensitive to danger and anticipate troubles in advance, so they will jump like rabbits without any trouble. It can also be regarded as a few of them.

So for the next few days, the warship slowly traveled south on the surface of Daze, and Ning Que had never been out of the cabin. Xian Zhilang's ship was invited several times, but he gently and firmly refused.

Xian Zhilang is not a simple person, so he will be in the conversation that day. It's so simple to clarify Ning Que's own camp and ideas. The less simple he is, the more Ning Que does not want to have more communication with this person, because he does not want to participate in the great event of the succession of the Datang throne.

After joining the WTO on behalf of the Academy, he is qualified to express his opinion on the succession of the Tang Dynasty throne, but he has no opinion. His only view is: the mess of the emperor's wiseness now, then in the future he wants to let him succeed Bit good.

As for whether the academy plays any role in it, it is not necessary to obtain some kind of benefit from it-the academy really does not need it-no matter who will be the emperor of the Tang Dynasty in the future. All must maintain respect for the academy.

And Ning Que really doesn't care which prince can sit on that dragon chair in the future.

The master disciples of the Master are on the second floor. Naturally it stands taller and looks farther than people on the ground. Not paying attention to the red dust that was gradually blown by the wind.

The things that Ning Que cares about now have gradually gone beyond the scope of red dust and entered the realm of the world, becoming those things that are not known to the world but will affect the entire world.

Such as the underworld invasion.

For example, the rumor that he is the son of Pluto.

For example, the disease on Sang Sang.

It is already autumn, and the autumn wind, which should be clear and slightly dry, is steamed by the vast waters of Daze, and it has a lot of moisturizing taste. It is refreshing to enter the window.

Ning Que looked at the grass-like lines on the rune paper slowly setting, using her keen eyes to confirm that the black gold powder mixed in the rune ink was evenly distributed in these lines. She put the pen in her hand on the ink table and turned around Looking out at the lake beyond the window, I was silent and wondering what I was thinking.

The more he thinks about the unknown, the more he is vigilant. He always feels that some things are happening, and those things seem to be related to himself and the college.

Because the three characters in the Ming Dynasty are too much, he once again thought of the legend of the invasion of the Underworld.

Confucius didn't find a way to suppress the Buddha's world in the Lanke Temple. He thought he was even more unlikely to find it, but what if he was really the son of Hades?

Rumors about Ning's lack of life have spread throughout the world. He doesn't know what the Buddhist monks who once wanted to kill themselves will do now, or what is waiting for them in Lanke Temple. As the lake was sloshing, he was getting closer and closer to the Lanke Temple, and he became more and more silent.

If you act instinctively, because of the deepening vigilance or strange signs in your heart, Ning Que may not hesitate to take Sang Sang to interrupt the journey and return to Chang'an at the fastest speed.

But he didn't do it. Instead, he let the fleet speed up.

Because Sang Sang's condition suddenly repeated.

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When he left Chang'an City, Sang Sang's cold symptoms seemed to heal. Traveling south all the way to the sun, it was better to have gone to the root of the disease, and then after getting on the boat, Ning Que was surprised to feel that the little feet in his arms became colder and colder every night.

What makes him even more disturbed is that neither the sun or the divine practice seems to have been able to effectively suppress the cold air in Sang Sang.

Sang Sang didn't feel the change of her body, or felt it, but worried about Ning Que's worry, so she didn't say. Still as usual every day.

Ning Que worried that she was worried, so she did not tell her that he began to pay attention to whether his pockets were full, and unbuttoned every night silently. Put Sang Sang's cold feet on his warmest place, and then he kept thinking about the words said by the teacher before leaving.

He only now understands why Confucius wanted to take Sang Sang with him to Rotten Ke Temple. It seems that only the elders who are in seclusion of Buddhism can heal Sang Sang.

Because he understands, he doesn't understand ... he doesn't understand at all. Why even the Xiling Temple. Even the college cannot cure Sang Sang's disease.

If the Master can't cure the disease, is that still a disease?

If you do n’t understand, Ning Que will stop thinking. Anyway, no matter what the process of this matter is, the final result is already doomed—he must cure Sang Sang ’s disease, then he must go to the Lanke Temple to face the Buddha Zong's compassion or thunder may even face the moment when his identity as the son of Pluto is confirmed.

Walking in Daze, facing the lake. White stars on the water surface, Sha Ou even arrived.

Under the double pressure of vigilance against the unknown and concerns about Sang Sang's body. Ning Que practiced silently, writing symbols every day. Continue to meditate and cultivate noble spirits.

The looming threshold between the lake and the water seemed to be closer and clearer.

What people have to do in the world often means some kind of breakthrough opportunity.

For Ning Que, there are very few things in this world that have to be done, such as the safety of Sang Sang.

At the beginning of the wasteland Daming Lake, because Longqing threatened him with Sang Sang, he broke through the territory into Dongxuan, and then shot Longqing, who will enter the fate, into a waste. Now in the autumn of Daze, he once again encountered the opportunity to break through the border and enter the fate, but this time, he did not realize it himself.

As the so-called national chaos out of loyal ministers, sad poetry out of poets.

Sang Sang can make Ning lack out of the realm.

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In the depths of the Xiling Mountains, far away from Daze, Prince Longqing is also waiting for his own opportunity. He did not know when the opportunity would appear, and when it would appear, but he believed that the subject saved himself from the state of living dead on the South China Sea ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and sent himself to the world. If the holy place's observance and practice, this is itself a great opportunity.

Coming to Zhishouguan, let him see the possibility of becoming a strong again, let him vaguely find a chance to succeed, and let him have a new flame, he thinks this is an opportunity, because these are his heart Thinking, and all the thoughts in his heart are Haotian's will.

It ’s just that there is always a distance between reality and ideal, just like the wooden boat board between the fishing boat and the pier when he collected fish in the South China Sea fishing port, as long as he walked up, it seems that he can easily board the fishing boat, but In fact, the board was full of sticky fish scales and giblets, and it was easy to fall off and fall into the sea.

Long Qing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, knowing that his ribs had been interrupted again, and looked at the horrible old man on the snow couch in front of him who was only half of his body, screaming, and seemed to be able to kill himself at any time. The pain and sadness in his eyes could not help.

How long does his handyman career last? Where is that opportunity?

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