Break Through the Steam Game Library Chapter 164

A wedding is a contract that declares to the society that the lives of a man and a woman overlap.

The wedding of Taiwuxixi and Wang Ping'an cannot be considered a wedding.

Their fateful union is so hurried, just like those children of the rivers and lakes-there is no one to inform, no one to entertain, and they are always two lonely people.

The Taoist priest asked gently: "Xixi, are you not afraid of my change of heart?"

"Fear, but you should also be afraid of my change of heart."

"I am really afraid, after all, you are so good."

"Then, in order not to change my mind, you can go home as soon as you eat. Next, I will go to clear the sword grave with the Buddha.

"I'll be with you."

"No, you don't have martial arts now, did you forget?"

"...I can protect you without martial arts."

Tai Wuxi sighed, "No, you are too weak."

The Taoist priest was strained, the younger sister was abnormal, really.

"Don't take risks."

"With the Buddha, there can be no danger."

Wang Pingan knelt beside Lu Zhengkang, "I beg the Buddha to protect Taiwu, the poor Dao is willing to use..."

"No!" Tai Wuxi yelled, "What's the matter with you, hurry up and eat."

Nothing can disturb the legitimacy of the three meals.

The Taoist stood up in shock, sat down on his seat, his complexion returned to normal, and began to chew.

To eat, everyone needs to eat, and the gods will not refuse food.

At the dinner table, different people, people of different levels, genders, thoughts, and states have the most essential title-diners.

Whether you are gorging yourself or chewing slowly, eating is the most humane activity.

How does Buddha eat? It means eating normally, without any fancy, that is, holding a bowl in the left hand and chopsticks in the right hand, a mouthful of dishes, and a mouthful of rice. After chewing, swallow.

Perhaps he must have said his exquisiteness-that is completely unnecessary. The dining table is a place away from mystery, surrounded by secular people.

Everyone eats a meal quickly or slowly. Xiao Mo Nui pursed her mouth after taking a few mouthfuls. She sat on the high chair, swayed her feet, the corners of her skirt swayed low, and she wandered in her eyes. There are brilliant reflections, like endless birds, moving between the green mountains and the sky.

Tai Wuxixi repeatedly confirmed that the little girl was full, and then she was relieved to start enjoying the good dishes she made.

The Taoist priest was also full, bowed his head not knowing what he was thinking.

Bai Zimo chatted with Lu Zhengkang.

"Buddha, when will you fight against Xiangshu?"

"If it's faster, before dawn, if it's slower, it's only a week."

"Do you think how many of the world's sentient beings, plants and beasts, can survive the next era?"

"No need to test, I won't give up anyone who wants to live."

"What do we need to do?"

"What I ask for is private, and what you do is private. Who do you think I am dealing with?"

"The same day?"

"Yes. Ordinary people make profits, and the wise seek fame, what do you say I want?"

"You don't ask for anything. If you ask for anything, it's all downhill."

"The old gentleman is right, doing nothing but doing nothing. I also want nothing but nothing."

Their intermittent words are intertwined with chopsticks and chattering, groggy like old women's chattering. Especially in such a night attack, it is the smoke and fire that are intertwined with a certain implicit sense of crisis in the human heart. The weird wind was blowing in disorder in all directions, and some mosquitoes were also active, dancing a fuzzy ball in the air, forming a living system.

At this moment, a man in white with a pale complexion walked over on the western horizon. He was covered with dirt all over his body. A good robe was in tatters, and there were broken chains on his wrists. He was retracted, his hands and feet tied, and walked to the table , Staring at the food in a daze.

Tai Wuxixi hurriedly put down the tableware, greeted the Taoist priest to move a chair, and turned to say hello to the uninvited weird man: "Are you hungry? The visitor is a guest. Let's have a meal together."

The weird slowly took his gaze away from the dining table, and stared again at the awkwardness.

"Yunai... Taiwu..."

Xixi nodded, "Yes, I am indeed a descendant of Taiwu."

The weird man continued to mutter to himself, "You are Taiwu." This time he used a positive tone.

The Taoist priest moved a chair, added a pair of tableware, and asked, "How do you call this guest?"

"Um... down the mountain... the name is...required." The weird man tilted his head and thought, a pair of godless eyes like a goldfish floating on the surface of the water.

Taiwu chuckled, "Are you called Ranchen? It sounds like a slogan, Ping An, what do you say?"

The Taoist priest stepped forward to make an inspector, "Poor Dao is in the mountains and the sea, I have seen this man."

Bai Zimo also got up to say hello, "In Xia Jiangnan, Bai Zimo, my dear friend is polite."

Xiao Mo Nu did not know why she was a little afraid of this weird person, so she politely bowed.

Lu Zhengkang looked at this man and smiled silently.

Ran Chenzi muttered: "Dao name... from the master, everyone is polite."

Wang Ping'an asked, "Where did the Dao brother come from?"

Ran Chenzi pointed to the east, "Outside the East China Sea...the island of Ubi...Shiishan..."

Tai Wu Xixi smiled and pulled Dian Chen to the seat, "Let's talk while eating."

Although Ran Chenzi was dirty, there was no peculiar smell. He just looked at something incompatible with the normal world, holding a bowl and staring at the dishes, but didn't know how to use chopsticks to pick it up.

Seeing Taiwu Xixi eager to try, Wang Ping'an took the initiative to pick up dishes for the strange guest.

A table of food is not considered leftovers, but it is not enough to greet the guests. Taiwu Xixi went to the Pure Land to start the pot, and brought a few jars of wine to the guests.

Ran Chenzi pulled the food into his mouth and chewed silently. At this time Bai Zimo asked again: "How did the Dao Master know the descendants of Taiwu?"

The stranger was really weird. He didn't swallow his food, and started to speak. Not only his voice was vague, but the rice grains rushed out of his mouth like a group of fleeing ants, making people frown.

"The shape is... the soul, the reincarnation is broken... the spirit is chaotic..." After saying this, Ran Chenzi hurriedly shut up, took the tattered sleeves and closed her mouth corners, looked down at the small pile of rice on the table, and started to be dazed. .

Tai Wu Xixi came out with a few plates of cold dishes, seeing the chaos, could not help but blame the swordsman for bullying the guests.

"I am not, I don't have... okay." Bai Zimo shut up angrily.

Wang Ping'an asked, "I don't know what happened to my brother looking for my wife?"

"Bring a few volumes... old books from home... I want to give to Taiwu..." He still stared at the rice grains until the little girl took a rag and cleaned the tabletop.

"Brother Dao is kind, I don't know where the book is?"

"It's a pity~www.mtlnovel.com~ I met a gangster...14 books, all of which are scattered...the unscrupulous old man entrusted.

Everyone was speechless.

Taiwu asked: "I don't know who the so-called old friend is?"

"It's not...people, don't...speak."

Wang Ping'an asked: "Is it the book sent by the deceased brother?"

"The old man said...Taiwu, low skills...need to read more books..."

The little girl laughed, "I'm really not good at it, but there is a Buddha, it's just a matter of raising my hand."

Ran Chenzi took a quick look at Lu Zhengkang, and murmured, "Heavenly Sage...I have seen him."

"Taoists are polite."

Bai Zimo continued to ask: "But I don't know what the titles of these 14 volumes are?"

Ran Chenzi's eyes lit up, and his waist slightly stood up, "One said that there is no word in his heart, the second said that he could walk in white clothes, the third said that the whole thing is a thousand faculties, and the fourth is the performance of a dragon..." His fluent speech suddenly stopped and he was discouraged. "Fine... the book... has escaped."

The swordsman laughed and said, "There are treasures, weapons, and books in this world."

Ran Chenzi shook his head seriously, and even put down the bowl, "In the rivers and lakes...people are called...the mystery of the world... lost for more than three hundred years...the world admires them...everyone takes them... "

That said, there are 14 magical secrets.

"Then who took the book away?"

"Neighboring village...five-year-old naughty boy...thrown in the river...for three days, no results..."

Bai Zimo's face was weird, and he whispered secretly, "The children in Nancun have deceived me and I am too weak..."

Ran Chenzi glared at him angrily and got up to leave.

Tai Wuxixi hurried to stay, "Please also ask the chief to eat before leaving!"

Ran Chenzi hesitated, nodded, sat down, and picked up his job again...

Chapter end