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Chapter 502 Is that still a miracle

Sun Wukong was looking at the starry sky, secretly feeling sad.

The day before yesterday was the flower Tai Sui, but now it can only be under the moon in the past and moon.

"He usually has no sadness in the dark and vague distance. Like the newlywed man who was married yesterday, he lacked a bride. If he entered the flower room again and hugged the sadness, he would rather not be my girl." Sun Wukong said in a green bamboo that pretended to be elegant.

Hua Chunshui looked like a very sleeping pig on the bamboo bed in the bamboo house. Sun Wukong then glanced at Hua Chunshui with a light moonlight and shook his head helplessly.

This scene reminds Sun Wukong of several sentences from Hu Wenhuan in "Selected by Group Sounds; Records of Red Leaves; Reunion of Red Leaves":

"Under the moon before the flowers, I have been intoxicated several times, but I have not seen the affectionate face, and I have left tears in my eyes."

For Sun Wukong himself, even if he does not have the so-called beauty, how could he not miss Yang Guoguo? Although his expression was so pale at this time, it might not be as good as others wish and it is difficult to get to the point.

At this moment, Sun Wukong had the urge to be a leisurely poet.

Sun Wukong took out a bamboo fan on the bamboo table and spread it lightly. Then he looked at the words on the fan and began to think about it.

Although the night is not very clear and not so clear, the words and words from the pre-Tang Dynasty are still in the hands of Sun Wukong today, and they can show a little mystery.

Sun Wukong read it carefully, and the general content should be written like this:

"The harvest of the previous year was not cultivated, and I was free to play in the Miao Pavilion. If the harvest was even better, the red river would still flow."

Because of the age of time, many of the handwriting was too vague, and the whole poem was adapted by Sun Wukong with his terrible cultural knowledge.

"The word "phoenix is ​​a phoenix and a phoenix is ​​back, and there is a point in the poem "phoenix and a phoenix are picking phoenixes at that time." Sun Wukong looked at the blurry poems on the bamboo fan, and said nonsense in his genius.

At the same time, Sun Wukong was secretly happy: "My comments are so literary. If this author could live to this day, he would be willing to give me a chance. It's so wonderful. Why did he suddenly realize that I am a talent?"

From time to time, the owls stood on the treetops all night and roared a few times.

"If everyone thinks they are phoenixes, then please think about what does phoenixes mean?

Not only does it take light to be enough for everything, but sometimes you have to search for roots and teeth, even on the surface…”

Sun Wukong muttered himself with a feeling of not being afraid of embarrassment. He also looked at the moon and imitated Li Bai as he spoke.

What Sun Wukong thought was to imitate Li Bai's charm, but he was very bad at imitating Li Bai's nerves.

If you think about it carefully, Sun Wukong could only imitate Li Bai's nerves.

Sun Wukong moved his gaze from the moon to the branches of the tree, and then he shouted at it: "There are too many doctors in the mouth these days. If you think you don't speak openly or secretly, I won't understand what your tree is thinking? A joke! If you know what you say in your mouth, what can you do?"

The second meaning of Sun Wukong's roar was to try to wake Hua Chunshui up, but because Hua Chunshui was similar to the dead pig, it did not have any effect at all.

In the early morning, the air changed from the turbidity of the past, and everything around it was extremely fresh.

The copper bell placed on the side of the bamboo bed that you would call without having to hit him, woke up first.

Hua Chunshui threw the pillow and hit the copper bell, so the copper bell was in different parts of his body.

Suddenly, a local dog rushed into the bamboo house for some reason, as if he was deliberately barking a few times, and then quickly left.

At this time, Sun Wukong and Hua Chunshui in the bamboo house were completely in a state of confusion.

Sun Wukong stayed for a while, then recovered and said, "What's this?"

Hua Chunshui covered her mouth with a look of horror and said, "It's a blessing that I covered my mouth in time, otherwise my heart would have to jump out."

"The sea is not stirring, the wind is calm, it's okay, nothing fatal happened." Sun Wukong stroked his restless heart and continued, "If you compare the local dog with the kirin, use the kirin as the local dog first." He pointed to the roof and said with a sloppy look.

"Why have you always been so difficult to understand since you came here?" Hua Chunshui was tortured by doubts and was very painful.

Sun Wukong gave Hua Chunshui a affectionate kiss and said, "I am so powerful now that I can write a poem to calm down." Then, he looked like he was looking for a sentence behind closed doors.

Hua Chunshui showed a helpless look and snorted, "You are busy first, I'll go find some mountain delicacies and wild game to enjoy the appetizer."

Sun Wukong shouted, "Hey, spring water, let's wait. You can get some wild vegetables, but forget about wild game, just follow some rules."

Hua Chunshui nodded and said, "Okay!"

"Be quicker, we are going to see the miracle today!" Sun Wukong shouted again.

Hua Chunshui nodded violently and thought to himself: "If you live in Shanbashuiya too much, will it be abnormal all the time?"

It is said that if you want to forget all your worries, you must first learn to be an insensitive person. In this way, it is absolutely easy to forget all your worries. Sun Wukong, who is straight-backed, is planning to challenge the bloated and hunched future.

After changing the low-pressure atmosphere in the past, Sun Wukong began to experience the feeling of overjoyment.

The bronze carriage was on the way to the mountains, and the food was stopped because there were too many sharp stones on the road, and the horse's hooves became lame. Unfortunately, Sun Wukong and Hua Chunshui could only walk to the road.

Hua Chunshui looked around and said carelessly: "Brother Wukong, don't you think we are miserable now? What a glorious scene we were with a few days ago!"

When Sun Wukong heard this, his face pale instantly and replied in a low voice: "What kind of spring water is there? Do you regret it?"

Hua Chunshui pretended to be nothing and said, "No, how could I be so fickle? I value brotherhood very much." As he said that, he tried hard to use his thin squint eyes to flash a flash of electricity.

Sun Wukong has been concentrating on a seemingly ordinary stone on the road for a long time.

At this moment, Hua Chunshui was in control.

At this moment, the situation suddenly changed.

For a moment, it rained heavily.

Sun Wukong and Hua Chunshui hid under a protruding stone, staring at the ancient tree of heaven that had been calm in the rain for thousands of years.

After the sudden heavy rain stopped, it was already the sun was west in the afternoon.

It would take about two or three hours for Sun Wukong to reach all the mountains. Although the distance is not as far away as the sky and the sea, the road is really rugged and uneven, which is more than a hundred times more difficult to walk than the road leading to the town in this mountain village.

So, with Sun Wukong's careful consideration, he returned the same way, waiting for the horse's legs to get better tomorrow, and then drove the carriage to the mountains, because the time of miracles could be seen, and he had missed it perfectly.

Hua Chunshui said dejectedly: "We are so unlucky!"

Sun Wukong bent down and picked a wild cauliflower, put it on his nose and sniffed it, and said with great pleasure: "If miracles are easy to see, is that still a miracle? Chunshui, don't be depressed. It will be fine if you go tomorrow. Let's go back first."

For some reason, Sun Wukong has increasingly thought about the life of leisurely clouds and wild cranes, eating clouds and drinking in the clouds.

In fact, he did not see through the world, otherwise why would he keep calling many girls' names when he was resting at night? Of course, including Yang Guoguo.
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