The wind along the river is always strong; Yingying sits on the front cover of the car and looks at the boss lying on the river.

At this moment, she felt that there was a sense of philosopher in her boss.

Maybe beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. In the eyes of Yingying, no matter what his boss does, he is good, excellent and charming.

There is no better man in the world than your own boss!

Well,

just sauce!

In the middle of the river,

Zhou Ze closed his eyes.

If "laziness" is a person's label, there is no more space for Zhou Ze to be pasted.

But there are some basic things that he still knows,

for example,

no matter what happens or what he has to face,

can play it out,

but must play it out on the premise that he knows.

, instead of getting up and brushing teeth one morning,

was "bombardment".

world was destroyed.

, and on the eve of the world's destruction, her mouth was full of toothpaste foam.

Dream is the best starting point, it can be the beginning or the end, but at least, in Zhou Ze's life, any dream has never been aimless. The river surface as like as two peas in the

began to float.

followed

's appearance in her own body.

, however, was completely made of water.

It's like the reflection from below turned over.

Zhou Ze opened his eyes and turned his head to his side.

To be honest, this feeling of lying side by side with tie Han is really not used to.

"Tut..."

Boss Zhou didn't make any comments.

he didn't want to start the difficult conversation with "look Door Dogs... " It will be over soon.

Otherwise, I would be blind to the wonderful scenery, the comfortable River breeze,

and the fuel money burned by driving all the way from the bookstore to here.

"Do you know what the sword in your dream is?"

Eh,

stop stuttering?

So this is a new chat mode?

It's not necessarily on the river,

it should be done in the bathtub of the bathroom at home.

But when I think of lying in the bathtub,

I'll lie down on the side of my body with a simple iron face,

hiss

Boss Zhou suddenly felt gooseflesh all over his body.

"Sword? Xuanyuan sword? "

"It's a surprise. You guessed it right."

"Thank you for your praise. These are the famous swords I know."

"That's the sword of the Yellow Emperor."

"Well, so yellow emperor is going to give me Xuanyuan sword?"

Zhou Ze looked at the sky with eyes open,

as if there would be a unique sword in the next moment,

falling from the air,

falling into his own hands,

and then the river waves,

the East China sea waves.

There are so many similar hot blood movie plots.

"Oh."

Yinggou chuckled.

Obviously, this is a denial.

Because from the laughter, Zhou Ze heard the strong irony.

But boss Zhou has always thought that it is possible to drop pies in this sky. Although he died in his last life, he has been going all the way in this life.

First, I felt the winning hook living in my soul, and then Taishan sent it to my door.

Others are still working hard to upgrade. They can lie there early to eat and die. Sometimes they can go to hell for spring outing. They can take a few heads of the king of hell to do it by themselves.

So,

there will be another sister Lin in the sky

Oh no,

it's a Xuanyuan sword falling from the sky. What's so strange about it?

When I first met with Mr. Gou, he thought that he was the son of destiny.

but Mr. Zhou compared himself to Mr. Gou, and he thought that Mr. Gou was a younger brother.

"I think I'm wrong?" Zhou Ze asked.

"You think too well."

"Because I have always felt that there are more beautiful aspects in life."

"The scabbard is knocking on your heart door. What do you think of?"

"Well?" After a moment's hesitation, Zhou Ze continued: "tie Han, I really doubt if you start to believe in Buddhism.

You know, monks in the temple who help to interpret dreams and reconcile signatures like to talk in this way, and then cheat the money of sesame oil. ""Scabbard is knocking at the door. It means that the knocker, the other hand, is holding the scabbard sword."

It's a very common conversation,

although the water lying next to him is a bit abrupt in painting style,

but when the winning hook voice just fell,

Zhou Ze suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

At this point,

even the Bodhisattva, the king of Tibet, can really make Zhou Ze feel afraid, but you should say how afraid, not enough.

After all, the farmer's three fists are not for nothing.

But according to the winning hook,

someone is going to kill himself with the Xuanyuan sword. It's self-evident who that person is

This pressure,

is greater.

"I said, are you and your boss so bad?"

After asking this question,

Zhou Ze shook his head first,

continued:

"well, when I didn't ask."

To win hook's temper, and the boss can have a good relationship, this is a big strange thing.

Gain and loss win hook is not pedantic, the counter is direct counter, otherwise the end of the game is estimated and Han Xin as the representative of the past generations of meritorious dog no difference.

"I will not submit to anyone."

"Why did you start shouting again? It sounds like orcs will never be enslaved. "

"He is a great man."

This "he" must refer to the Yellow Emperor.

Even if the rest of the generals under the Yellow Emperor's command chased and killed the rest of Jiuli to hell, they were also directly "rolled" back by yinggou.

But in win hook's mind,

even when the sky changed that year,

his hands fell from the sky,

he still stood there and cut off his ten fingers.

That's how we win. Regardless of other factors, such as prejudice and arrogance in relationships,

for Huangdi's evaluation,

is still great.

Of course, as a nine-year compulsory educator, boss Zhou naturally doesn't need to be taught how great the Yellow Emperor is.

After all, we are all Chinese.

But if the Yellow Emperor is still there

All of a sudden,

felt delicious.

"In ancient times, the war seemed to be the battle between the Yellow Emperor and Chiyou, the war of two civilizations, and the battle for the position of the LORD; in fact,

was also the battle for destiny.

When we fight in the sun,

the immortals who are high above us,

are assisted by two sides,

the world is full of blood, but

they are happy to receive the air.

In the world,

for them,

is just a farm. What they need to do is to harvest, harvest and then harvest from time to time

Boss Zhou now has a kind of feeling of sitting by the side of living and listening to Grandpa's stories about the past.

"We won, in the end."

"Well."

"He became Lord."

"Well."

"You don't wonder why I'm still alive, and the Drake is still alive, but the Yellow Emperor is dead?"

"He's dead?"

Boss Zhou obviously didn't understand what yinggou wanted to say,

he was just surprised that since Yellow Emperor was dead, who was knocking at his "heart door" with the scabbard of Xuanyuan sword?

"He's dead."

That's for sure.

"And then?"

"On the day of his death, he was led by the immortal in the sky. The immortal wanted him to be in the immortal class. As the master of the male, he has this qualification."

"I feel very good. It seems that I have transferred from the grass-roots to the central government."

Of course, there are different opinions on the good and bad things here. Many people may feel that they are not comfortable in the local Tiangao emperor's life, but they are not comfortable when they are promoted to the Yamen.

And look at how many village chiefs live in rich and rich lives.

"That day, he went up and cut a sword;

after that sword, there was no immortal in the world."

"Well..."

"He has a lot of problems."

"You can say that. I'll listen to it. It's not very convenient."

"He is proud, he is arrogant, he has a strong desire for power, he is infatuated with the glory and praise of the Lord, he wants to be admired by all generations."

"Well..."

"But what he wants to do most is to be a man."

"It seems to be a little low."

"People, who live a long life for a hundred years, have a hundred or twenty years at most;

they need to experience life, old age, death, happiness, anger, sorrow and joy. In this vast space, people's life is really like a fleeting gap.But he still wants to be a person. "

"I I think I understand a little bit. "

"So he beheaded the immortal. Since then, there is no other group of people on his head."

"And then?"

"But the immortals are not clean. Even if they are all dead, they are still waiting for their return."

"So, you fell because of..."

"That time, I stopped."

It's a bit like the reactionaries trying to make a comeback, and then being replaced by the winning hook, the Yellow Emperor, who had already become a man of "Yuanji", pushed back.

Of course, winning the hook also paid a great price.

But this time

Obviously, the change of hell a year ago, yinggou failed to stop, or he had already stopped it once, and he was too lazy to do it again. After all, he didn't work out what to do when he wasn't in his place.

The changes a year ago,

should have been carried by the last government. As a result, Lao Dao's previous life saw the wrong situation, which directly swept the family away. He would rather lose all the basic industries than play the trick of "the emperor guarding the country, the king dying the country".

Moreover,

even if the immortals are long gone,

but there are also people who are similar to the Bodhisattva, the king of Tibet, who have a vision for immortals and yearn for immortals, and these people are in an endless stream.

Not everyone wants to be an individual.

However, Zhou Ze is also a little strange. It's hard to be

tie Han and himself suddenly say so many things at once,

and they don't stutter.

"No." Zhou Ze suddenly thought of a question, "shouldn't the scabbard of Xuanyuan sword go to the Bodhisattva to knock on the door? How can it come to me?"

"I once defeated Jiuli and Chiyou with the Yellow Emperor."

"Well, how can it suddenly begin to recall the glorious years of the past?"

"I used to stop the change in hell."

"Mm-hmm, I know, I know, but I asked

"From ancient times to the present, I helped the Yellow Emperor to cut off the immortals, and I prevented the immortals from returning;

but,

I have been alive since ancient times, and I have never died, and I do not want to die.

So... "

"So?"

Zhou Ze saw that the water on his side began to melt slowly, which meant that the conversation was over?

"So what?" Asked Zhou.

"I Live Into Yes Xian........ "