Chapter 768 Finale: Thousands of sails have passed away, but they are still young when they return.
The spring of that year was extremely cold.
The girl with black hair quietly packed the package.
"Will you come back if you go out this time?" the old man looked at her and whispered.
Xue Ling looked back at the other party, then smiled and shook her head: "I'm not coming back!"
"You can't stay in a female university." Xue Ping smiled: "Where is that kid? Have you found out?" "
No. ." Xue Ling said quietly.
"Where are you going to find it in that huge sea of people?" Xue Ping asked.
In a vast sea of people, it’s hard to find a needle in a haystack. If you pursue that obsession, you may have to wander around the world for countless years.
Xue Ling looked at her old father with a look of disgust.
"I didn't find it, but the letter has arrived."
Xue Ping was speechless for a moment.
"Get out of here!"
Xue Ling did not leave.
She just stepped forward and hugged her old father around the waist.
"Well, dad, take care of yourself."
"It's great that you are still alive."
Xue Ling said softly.
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Since that year, a legend has begun to spread in the world.
Legend has it that there is a magical inn called Xiaohun.
This inn is floating like a duckweed in the rivers and lakes. Maybe today it opens in Yanjing, tomorrow it opens back to Luocheng, and the day after tomorrow it opens in Yingtian Mansion.
Maybe one day it will travel far across the ocean and fly somewhere where birds don’t poop.
Anyway, the inn has been changing, only the people have not changed.
When this inn opens, the first guest who enters it can fulfill any wish, whether it is an unparalleled magic weapon, a peerless martial arts that is rampant in the world, or a panacea for resurrecting the dead, or something. Or maybe you just want to have a good meal, this inn can meet your requirements. It is said that every young talent who rises to fame in the world has the shadow of Xiaohun Inn behind him.
Some people say that this inn itself is the greatest opportunity in this world.
However, some people don't think so.
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"Next time, tell your master that you have to pay for the wine." The man with a black cloth over his eyes said angrily to the little girl with red lips and white teeth.
"My master said, deduct it from her wages!" the little girl said confidently.
The little girl was dressed in white, with only a crimson sword on her waist.
It's okay not to mention this, but when he mentioned this man, he burst into anger: "Her wages have been deducted a long time ago!" "
Really?" The little girl looked incredulous: "My master said that you owe her a lifetime of wages. , enough for her to buy endless drinks until your inn closes down." "
This is not the reason why she drives child labor." Fang didn't look at the little girl.
It is really unclear how much wages Shang Jiuge owes to Shang Jiuge, so much so that the little sister-in-law of Huashan, who has become the head of Huashan, often sends her only female disciple down the mountain to fight. Liquor, and never paid for it.
If there is no money to pay, then of course there will be no money to buy wine.
Euphemistically called it - Jianghu experience.
"Master said that this is how she got here." The little girl said seriously.
"So this is your practice?" Fang Bie sighed: "Give her a drink!"
Before he finished speaking, someone handed over a red gourd. ,
fell heavily on the table.
"No need for such a good wine!" Fang Bie said angrily: "The worst one will be fine."
"It's a gift from me." He Ping said calmly.
"I knew Sister Ping was the best!" Huanxi rushed up and hugged He Ping: "I want to eat, I want to eat! I'm starving, I want to eat!" "Look." Fang Bie sighed
. He said: "The future number one swordsman is so hungry that he looks like this. This is all that guy's fault." ... Xie
Ru raised his head and looked at the sky. It didn't rain today. It didn’t rain yesterday either. Since it didn't rain yesterday and it didn't rain today, why hasn't he come back yet? Maybe, he doesn't want to come back. Since she never wanted to come back, why brought her here again? Could it be that she was asked to come here to liven up the house just because it was too lifeless? While thinking this, there was a sudden sound outside the door. Sheng Junqian walked in carelessly and glanced at Xie Ru: "Why are you looking out the window again? Could it be that someone made you angry?" Xie Ru bit her lip. Give him a hard look. Then he said softly: "Are you hungry? I'll give you something to eat." ... There will always be endless misty rain in Jiangnan. Ningxia walks in the misty rain in Jiangnan holding an umbrella. Sometimes she would sit in that inn. But it’s just a matter of sitting. She doesn't belong to that inn, and that inn doesn't belong to her. We meet by chance in the world, and sometimes we never meet again after meeting each other. At least, she could sit for a while and continue walking in the mist. "What did you say to him that day?" Sometimes Heiwu would ask her this question. Ningxia never answered the other party. Because she would never tell anyone in her life, she said to that person at that time. "I want a child." ...... Duanwu sat high on the dragon throne. He did not believe in Buddhism and only chanted Buddha's name . Princess Yongning, who is older than herself, is actually her niece. This is something she never wants to admit in her life. Being an emperor is indeed much more troublesome than being a monk. Just looking at the three palaces and six courtyards, one Dragon Boat Festival is bigger than the other two. But compared to his father, at least he has one good thing. That is, he is more willing to let his people live a better life, rather than everything being fine as long as they don't starve to death. But sometimes when he closes his eyes, he still thinks of the memory of reciting the Diamond Sutra in the guest room that day.
When he remembered it, he would recite two more lines of the Diamond Sutra, and then he would be asked by the concubine beside him: "Your Majesty, what were you reciting just now?" ... Huo
Ying stayed in Xiaohun Inn, She grows some herbs and makes some pills. Sometimes I go out to practice medicine, and sometimes I just stay at home and read. She is a very homely person. If she can, she can read books for a lifetime. If there are good novels in these books, then she will be much happier. "If only one person in the world can cure Sister Ping's illness, then that person must be me." With these words alone, she was invincible. Of course, I'm not going anywhere, she never said this. Because when these words were spoken, she felt like she had lost. ... ... Yin Ye is now in charge of the hive. This huge hive can now be said to be in decline compared to its peak period. But after being separated from the court, it slowly returned to its original place. Yin Ye didn't like being the domineering queen bee, so sometimes she would go to that inn to drink and complain, hoping to resign and retire. But every time it’s really just talk. Every time during the Qingming Festival, she would put a white chrysanthemum on that person's grave. Then scolded him. You idiot. However, this time even if she started to curse, no one would respond to her. ... ... Xue Ling returned to Xiaohun Inn that day. The inn’s plaque is still the same as when I first saw it. Those who knew it thought it was an inn, while those who didn’t knew it thought it was Fireworks Willow Alley. "Miss, who are you?" he asked, looking at himself. He looked stupid with his eyes covered with black cloth. "Only one, look at the tea." "What kind of tea would you like?" he asked. Xue Ling thought for a while. "Two liang of Longjing in Qian Ming Dynasty, two liang of Xinyang Maojian, two liang of Lushan Yunwu, and two liang of Yunnan Pu'er." (Complete book) (End of this chapter)