Plane Travel Guide

Watching the whole world dance under his hands, with billions of people participating, the pride and satisfaction in Tang Shaozhe's heart is simply indescribable.

The Americans, who have dominated the world for more than half a century by virtue of their own military and economic strength, have suffered. It really made Tang Shaozhe feel the cause and effect of the kind of joy that has accumulated in his chest!

Since the Americans can rise to the top according to this method, don't expect yourself to escape this kind of treatment. What you impose on others will eventually be imposed on you by others again one day.

The law of heaven is reincarnated, and there is a way to report, and there is no consensus!

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The bamboo forest is like waves, and the water shadows are flooded.The breeze blows slowly, and the air is filled with the fragrance of bamboo shoots.Xiao Jian looked at all this sadly, and didn't make a sound for a long time.

Once upon a time, the sound of piano and laughter that filled here have disappeared.That beautiful shadow has only existed in the depths of memory.The scenery remains the same, but the beauty is gone.Everything is gone with the wind, and there is no turning back.

Xiao Jian walked around casually.He is familiar with every plant and tree here.Pass through the bamboo forest, step on the stone steps, and come to the small bamboo house built on the green lake.The familiar couplets are still inlaid on both sides of the door, but they are covered with dust.The owner of the flamboyant hands that wiped the dust off them is no longer there.

"The bamboo shadow sweeps the stone steps, and the dust can't be removed; the moonlight shines through the green lake, and the waves are not disturbed!" Xiao Jian, who was reading the couplet softly, suddenly felt a little emotional: "What's wrong with me? The man from the North Country, how have you ever changed? Such a mother-in-law!"

Taking a last look at the layout and layout of the room, Xiao Jian turned around resolutely.Soon, he stepped across the sea of ​​flowers and came to the back of the valley.A new grave appeared lonely in front of Xiao Jian's eyes.Some tenacious flowers and plants have taken root and sprouted around the new tomb, and the emerald green meaning of life is clearly revealed.

Xiao Jian walked forward slowly, and gently stroked the dead flowers and fallen leaves on the tombstone in front of the new grave.After gazing at the new grave for a long time, he slowly stepped back, knelt gently in front of the tombstone, and said in a low voice, "Ah Jing, I'll come and see you! I did what you asked me to do. My little one She brought it back and carried it on my back. She may be tired, but she is sleeping soundly now.

"Your master Xiao Xianzi, she is very good. We didn't do anything, after I said your last wish and took out your sword 'Furong Qiushui' as a token, she handed Xiaoxiao to me. We didn't say much What, she didn't say a word until I was about to leave. You are too kind, and no kind person in this world will end well.

"Ah Jing, don't be annoyed when I say that. Fairy Xiao is actually right. I...I actually thought so too. Unfortunately, I have never been able to tell you. By the way, Xixia and The peace talks between the Great Song Dynasty and the war ended. Your efforts were not wasted after all. Hehe, although I don’t know how long this peace will last. However, as you said, the soldiers are fierce and the war is in danger, and the people will slow down as much as they can.

"I'm leaving. Maybe there will be no chance to see you again in the future. Don't worry about entrusting Xiaoxiao to me. I will definitely raise her up. I will protect her and let her live a happy and ordinary life. Live a lifetime in peace. Hehe, this little guy is still sleeping, and he doesn't wake up to say hello to you. I don't know if this "problem" of the little guy is like when you were a child, you can sleep quite well.

"In addition, I know that you may still be thinking about that person. He has become a monk, and now he is an ancient Buddha with blue lanterns every day. He is no longer called Le Xiaoyao, and now his name is 'Wugui'. I'll go see After him, he has changed a lot, and he seems to have forgotten a lot. Even if I hold your little one in front of him, he just glanced at it. Everything is over. I said so much without knowing it, I also became nagging. Hehe, then, Ah Jing, I'm leaving."

After saying this, Xiao Jian stood up, turned around and left.

At this time, there was a sudden cry of a baby.Xiao Jian was stunned, and carefully hugged a baby girl under the age wrapped up behind his back, coaxing softly: "Xiao Xiao, don't cry, don't cry. We bid farewell to your mother. If you cry, you won't cry." Be good."

As he spoke, he turned the baby girl to the tombstone in front of the new grave.Strange to say, the baby girl stopped crying just then, and her two small black eyes just stared at the tombstone obsessively.

Xiao Jian sighed sadly, pointed to the writing on the tombstone, and said word by word: "Xiao Xiao, remember. This is your mother's inscription on the tomb of Princess Daxia, Princess Tuobajing. Xiao Jian stands here! Alright, look I've seen it too, Xiao Xiao, let's go!"

This time Xiao Jian turned around and left with the baby girl in his arms, but the baby girl didn't cry any more.This time, Xiao Jian never looked back.

The bamboo forest is like waves, and the water shadows are flooded.The breeze blows slowly, and the air is filled with the fragrance of bamboo shoots.Xiao Jian looked at all this sadly, and didn't make a sound for a long time.

Once upon a time, the sound of piano and laughter that filled here have disappeared.That beautiful shadow has only existed in the depths of memory.The scenery remains the same, but the beauty is gone.Everything is gone with the wind, and there is no turning back.

Xiao Jian walked around casually.He is familiar with every plant and tree here.Pass through the bamboo forest, step on the stone steps, and come to the small bamboo house built on the green lake.The familiar couplets are still inlaid on both sides of the door, but they are covered with dust.The owner of the flamboyant hands that wiped the dust off them is no longer there.

"The bamboo shadow sweeps the stone steps, and the dust can't be removed; the moonlight shines through the green lake, and the waves are not disturbed!" Xiao Jian, who was reading the couplet softly, suddenly felt a little emotional: "What's wrong with me? The man from the North Country, how have you ever changed? Such a mother-in-law!" Plane Travel Guide 1949

Taking a last look at the layout and layout of the room, Xiao Jian turned around resolutely.Soon, he stepped across the sea of ​​flowers and came to the back of the valley.A new grave appeared lonely in front of Xiao Jian's eyes.Some tenacious flowers and plants have taken root and sprouted around the new tomb, and the emerald green meaning of life is clearly revealed.

Xiao Jian walked forward slowly, and gently stroked the dead flowers and fallen leaves on the tombstone in front of the new grave.After gazing at the new grave for a long time, he slowly stepped back, knelt gently in front of the tombstone, and said in a low voice, "Ah Jing, I'll come and see you! I did what you asked me to do. My little one She brought it back and carried it on my back. She may be tired, but she is sleeping soundly now.

"Your master Xiao Xianzi, she is very good. We didn't do anything, after I said your last wish and took out your sword 'Furong Qiushui' as a token, she handed Xiaoxiao to me. We didn't say much What, she didn't say a word until I was about to leave. You are too kind, and no kind person in this world will end well.

(ps: For the repeated part, let’s revise it after 12 o’clock! It’s also quite interesting to send out the anti-theft chapter by chance.)