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Chapter 439 A thousand years later!

"Senior, all of them have been arranged. But will you arrange this way..."

The city lord Xinghang City stood in front of Wang Zheng with sweat on his head, answering respectfully and carefully. If Wang Zheng had asked him to do something inexplicably before, now all the clues are connected with the parties involved, the city lord Xinghang City also understood what Wang Zheng was doing at once.

He is fucking scheming Feng Ming'er!

It would be fine to plot against Feng Ming'er, but he dragged himself down without knowing it!

In this situation, I have inexplicably become Wang Zheng's accomplice and chess piece, and it is too late to withdraw. I don't want to be destroyed by the angry Feng Minger to Xinghang City, which is now known as the Golden Cave, so I can only grit my teeth and cooperate to finish the show!

"Well, it's done well. But those actors?" Wang Zheng was very satisfied with the tactfulness of the city lord Xinghang, but he didn't want to let go of his words because of the actors.

"Senior, don't worry. Anyone knows the matter between the Duan girl and the second son of the Wang family. Now that the senior has taken action personally, it is a beautiful story to get together.

Those actors, as they said, were all the real bride-welcoming teams, and they should use the real bride-welcoming teams. Among the people watching the fun, they didn’t know the truth. As for the people who set the rhythm in it, they were all the people who were trusted by the younger generation…”

The Lord of Xinghang City didn't understand why Wang Zheng did so obscurely, but now he understands it, but he is a little grateful that he did so obscurely.

Hearing the arrangements made by the city lord Xinghang City, Wang Zheng smiled with satisfaction, then waved his hand and said, "It's a good job, you can go down first. Don't worry, even if something goes wrong, I will take it alone. You just have to mess up today's things."

The Lord of Xinghang City was as if he had been amnesty and hurriedly left. He never wanted to come to this inn full of calculating.

As soon as the Lord of Xinghang City left, Kong Fan's expressionless expression finally changed, and his whole face was filled with joy:

"Director Wang, I didn't expect it! I really didn't expect that it would be really useful to break and then stand!"

Although Wang Zheng's face was a little joyful, it was not as strong as Kong Fan. He even waved his hand:

"We can't relax yet. Now Feng Ming'er just turned all the disgust towards you into a feeling of guilt. To exchange this feeling of guilt into good feelings, we still need to continue the routine."

"Continue?!" Even with Kong Fan's nature, it felt a bit too exciting to continue.

Wang Zheng nodded meaningfully: "That's right, continue! Come with me to Jinshan Temple tomorrow!"

For three days, Wang Zheng and Kong Fan hid in Jinshan Temple and never appeared on the streets of Xinghang City again.

This made Feng Minger, who had been wandering in Xinghang City, wanted to find Kong Fan, apologize or even compensate him, feel a little lost without realizing it.

Even by the devil, she had the idea that she would never see that person again in this life and could only meet in the next life. Driven by such thoughts, Feng Ming'er even quietly went to the place where Xu Xian jumped off the cliff with the genius on her back and retrieved the broken jade flute.

You should know that with the character of a phoenix, you will not hide anything you do. After all, with their character, you will be honest and upright in everything you do and will not be shameful.

But I don’t know why, but when I was doing this, Feng Minger felt a little guilty.

When she found the half of the jade flute, she carefully put it away.

None of her life experiences and the teachings of her elders could tell her what was going on at this moment.

However, after wandering around for several days, the guilty Feng Minger gradually gave up his thoughts after not finding Kong Fan's traces. He regained his usual indifference and planned to continue to go to Jinshan Temple to take a look.

On this day, Feng Ming'er and others had just set off. At the top of Leifeng Tower, Wang Zheng, who always observed Xinghang City with his demonic eyes, sent a signal to Kong Fan and the monk Shoushan.

When one envious and shocking gaze broke through the sky and appeared in Jinshan Temple, the monk Shoushan and Kong Fan instantly entered the state.

The expression changed in one second, and it was already a compassionate expression. Monk Shoushan said to Kong Fan in a glorious tone: "Fellow Taoist suffered a lot of injuries. If I hadn't happened to have a pill refined by Senior Dan King, I'm afraid..."

After saying that, he shook his head, as if he was sighing why there were so many killings and fighting in the world.

Kong Fan clearly endured the pain, but showed a smile and said with a little reluctantly: "Thank you, Master, for helping me heal my wounds. I should remember it in my heart."

The monk Shoushan's eyes were clear, like a Taoist monk who helped the people to the end, and said slowly: "I look at the wounds of fellow Taoists, it seems that they are suffering on their own initiative. Could it be that they have encountered some trouble?"

Kong Fan shook his head: "How could it be a trouble! This is the person I care about the most... I just hope that this injury can last until a thousand years."

The monk Shoushan showed a puzzled expression. After hesitating, he asked: "Do you have any hobbies for fellow Taoists?"

Kong Fan smiled freely when he heard this, without any intention of explanation. But he started coughing again just after laughing halfway through.

Feng Minger, who had already arrived at Jinshan Temple, heard the conversation between Kong Fan and Shoushan clearly. When he heard Kong Fan's painful cough, he felt even more guilty.

But what Kong Fan said made her feel a strange feeling. It was warm, sour and sweet, but it was not, and she couldn't say it or understand it.

Feng Minger heard many similar words. But she had never felt this way before. It was really strange.

"Master! You are all empty, but I am a little monk who is rolling around in the world. You don't understand some things." Facing the monk Shoushan's attitude of asking questions, Kong Fan seemed not to want to say more, and waved his hand after coughing.

Monk Shoushan applied to seriously retort: ​​"If you don't say it, how can I understand it? If you want to become a Buddha, you must first enter the world and become a human being. Some things that I don't understand, so I have to ask fellow Taoists. Are fellow Taoists stingy to tell me?"

When Kong Fan heard this, he didn't know what he thought of, his eyes flashed, and finally he smiled bitterly: "Master, I really don't want to say it, because this memory is very important to me... It's better to do this. I'll sing a song for you. If you can understand, then you understand."

When the monk Shoushan heard this answer, he immediately showed an interesting look and smiled: "Please, fellow Taoist."

Kong Fan smiled calmly, and there was no such thing as before: "Then I'll be ugly."

So, a song suddenly rang in Jinshan Temple. This song was incompatible with the tranquility of Buddhism, but it made countless people stop and listen.

Nothing else, just because this song seems to be a song by Jiangnanfeng, and it sounds very nice.

And the most important thing is that there is an unspeakable loneliness in this song...

"The heartbeats the rhythm, and the dreams are not free. Love is an absolute promise, don't say it..."

"After a thousand years, let it go, and drown the dust, I will guard you in the ruins."

"My tears cannot bear it, oh, so all the love you want."

"Because a thousand years later, I have no longer had me in the world. I can't hold your hand affectionately and kiss your forehead lightly."

"Don't wait until a thousand years later, everyone forgets me. At that time, who can there be someone in the desert at the red dusk that will untie the loneliness that has been entangled for thousands of years..."

As a peacock, Kong Fan's voice is naturally not bad.

After a song came down, everyone was immersed in it.

In front of them, there seemed to be stories that lasted for a thousand years and were looking forward to a thousand years.
Chapter completed!
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