The Hardest Opening System in History

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read2();　　 "I talked about you girl, you can eat rice, but you can't talk nonsense. My son didn't steal or rob or deceive the girl's feelings. He was law-abiding. Daxia Liangmin, why run?"

　　 "Then what did you pack up this evening?"

Sima Annan was in the big mansion that he bought heavily in Shenjing City. He just returned from the Mingde Hall banquet. Sima Annan, who was still dressed in white, turned around and looked at the girl in green clothes who was frightened by his actions. With a little playfulness, he responded:

　　 "This is the Chinese New Year. Naturally, my son is going back to his hometown. My parents are still alive. If I don't return to the Chinese New Year, I will definitely die."

After Sima Annan’s Qinglang voice fell, You Ruier froze and couldn’t speak, because in the custom of the human race, this first day of the year is the day of reunion, and she can’t hold the former to prevent her from going home. During the New Year, the delicate facial features are crumpled together, which is really lovely.

　　 "If you know, don't let go. Don't hinder my son from working."

Sima Annan waved his hand to let the girl in the green coat step aside, and then turned to continue to pick up the softness, but there were not many things he had to take away. It is worth mentioning that there were more than ten in his rucksack, exactly the same white. Folding fan, no wonder no matter where he goes, the folding fan will always appear in his hands.

　　 After some conversation, You Ruier then unexpectedly stood quietly and watched. Seeing that Sima Annan was finishing up soon, he asked:

　　 "Fortune teller, where is your hometown?"

　　 Sima Annan turned his head, spit out a word in surprise and responded:

　　 "Southeast Jiangling City!"

　　 "I know Jiangling City. My mother's favorite Jinyan branch comes from Jiangling City. It is said that it is a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. It is very prosperous, especially during the Chinese New Year. The excitement must not lose to the capital of God."

　　 You Ruier came up with a fierce boast of Jiangling City, which caused Sima Annan's heart to be frightened, and as expected, after a few breaths, the girl in green put her hands behind her back, and continued to speak a little embarrassedly:

　　 "Gangling City, I want to go too!"

　　 As soon as he said this, Sima Annan, who was frightened, even forgot to swing the folding fan in his hand, took a step back subconsciously, and blurted out:

　　 "That's my home in Jiangling City, and your home is in Shangshuyoufu of the Ministry of Rites in Shenjing City. What do you do with me?"

　　 "Where you go, I will go wherever you go. You wouldn't be so cruel and leave people alone in this huge mansion, deserted, and miserable Chinese New Year, right?"

　　 You Ruier raised her head to look at Sima Annan in front of him, staring at the latter with pitiful eyes, and then the weak voice continued:

　　 "No wonder the old lady told me that a man's words are more deceiving than ghosts. I have lived with you for so long under the same roof. Are you going to abandon me?"

　　 Sima Annan has a black line on his face at this time, but he is also an active person, and a smile appeared in a blink of an eye. He smiled and said:

"You can go to see my mother with me. Anyway, I won't suffer, but you can figure it out clearly. If you use the teleport scroll, it must be filed with the teleportation department. By then, the news about you going to Jiangling City will not be hidden. , And after the beginning of spring, when you return to the capital city, your father will lead a large group of people to block you in the Taiping Ruins."

　　 "If you know it, you will know that when the soldiers will come to cover, and the water will be covered, I will go and pack my things after this year."

The girl in green, You Ruier turned around, smiled slyly, and jumped back to her room. Then Sima Annan looked bitter, raised his hand, closed his eyes and pinched his fingers. After a few breaths, she pulled her head and sighed heavily. With a sigh of relief, a thin voice came out:

　　 "No wonder Master once said that there are thousands of things in the world, but the word for love is the most complicated, it can't be calculated, it can't be calculated!"

　　 The capital city under the crescent moon, as the people who went to the White Emperor Palace to go home one after another, gradually fell silent, only the constantly whistling cold wind made a whimper after another.

Shenjing City, in a small house near Gyeonggi Prefecture, under the eaves, there is a rickety figure standing alone. Under the silvery white moonlight, his originally gray and white hair can be seen completely from a distance. Become a weird gray.

　　 For a while, Shan Wenbai, who has been regarded as a bedridden by the outside world, is now watching the darkness ahead with deep eyes, and then the same inaudible voice faintly came from his mouth:

"Someone grabbed my tail in the shadows, and I felt more gazes coming from me, but at this time, you should have already set foot on the land of the northern snowfield. If this world lacks someone, it will still function. Freedom, no one can't be sacrificed, including me!"

After the voice fell for a long time, Shan Wenbai suddenly straightened his original rickety body, and an indescribable infinite aura then surged in all directions, silently stirring the darkness under the moon, and the entire space around it seemed to sink instantly. The deep sea exudes extremely heavy fluctuations.

　　 Then he turned around and walked to another room in the yard that hadn't been turned off. Instead of knocking on the door, he pushed in directly.

　　 In the room, a middle-aged woman did not fall asleep, but sat on the bed. Seeing her husband push the door in, she hurriedly wiped away the teardrops on her face, and asked with some choking:

　　 "It's so late, what's the matter with my husband coming to me? Your illness is not healed yet, so go back to your room and rest."

　　 "I'm fine."

　　 After Shan Wenbai with a straight back spine responded, he walked a few steps forward, came to the bed, looked down at the wife like an ordinary peasant woman, and continued to speak:

　　 "I know about Shan'er, you are very worried, but I can tell you that his life will not be in danger."

　　 At this time, the middle-aged woman obviously noticed that something was wrong with her husband tonight, so she lifted the quilt and tried to get up, and at the same time she said:

　　 "Husband, do you have anything to say to your concubine?"

　　 Shan Wenbai raised his hand to stop the woman from getting up. After a while of silence, he suddenly spoke:

"I'm going out tonight. This year, you have to spend it by yourself. I will write a letter to You Tingjian, Shang Shu of the Ministry of Li, and let You Fu take care of you. There is a secret compartment under the bed in my room with some money in it, you If you are short of anything, just buy this. If I can come back, we will officially go back to our hometown and live in seclusion in the mountains without entering the world."

After 　　 finished speaking, Shan Wenbai didn't hesitate anymore, turned around and walked out of the door. The gray hair behind him suddenly stretched out a large section, like needles, exuding cold light.

　　 Looking at her husband who left indifferently and mercilessly, tears filled the eyes of the middle-aged young woman again. She lifted the quilt and stepped on the ground barefoot, crying and asking:

　　 "The mountain left me, and now you have to go too? Why, why on earth? Tell me, where are you going this time?"

　　 Under the hoarse cry, Shan Wenbai, who had walked to the door, stopped, paused for a few breaths, and then sounded with a hoarse voice:

　　 "This deity is going to Gwangju Metropolitan City, Wanjian Mountain!"