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Chapter 1644 Found you, Senior White(1/2)

Due to the fact that yesterday's incident of "not meeting Su's Ah Sixteen" was based, Song Shuhang has more preparations in his heart today.

He expected that he did not meet Yu Rouko today.

If you can meet Yu Rouko... that would be an unexpected surprise!

"Brother, where are you going?" asked the taxi master after getting in the car.

Song Shuhang: "Please go to the direction of the railway station."

"Okay." The taxi master smiled and said, "This distance is just right, and I can catch up with the handover."

Song Shuhang smiled politely and then fell into deep thought.

Having said that...

He actually admitted Yu Rouko's mistake.

[What the hell is Yu Rouzi mistakenly?] Song Shuhang pinched his chin and started thinking.

He carefully recalled the scene where the boss's wife misunderstood today.

When I saw that back... I wouldn't be wrong, it was the back of "Yu Rouzi".

Song Shuhang still has this confidence.

Miss Yuroko's figure, hairstyle and walking posture are all very unique. Because of the martial arts of Lingdie Island, her steps are light, and she takes several steps for an ordinary person in one step... It is not just because of her long legs!

However, when the back turned to the side, it turned into the gentle appearance of the bookstore owner.

This God unfolded really beyond Shuhang's expectations.

[Or, the character Yu Rouko did not exist from the beginning, and was a character I imagined. I was adolescent. Every time after renting a book, I looked at the boss lady in Jiangnan, and then supplemented the character I created in my mind.] I had such an idea that was passed on to Song Shuhang's mind.

Then, like the 'advertising fatigue bombing', it keeps playing repeatedly.

Brainwashing cycle!

Song Shuhang's mouth raised and his mood suddenly became happy.

Obviously, this idea is not his own, but a thought forced by the virtual world.

"Tsk, that is to say, isn't this guy no other means besides fatigue bombing?"

Song Shuhang's mouth raised.

This thought was played wildly in his mind, and his mood became more and more pleasant.

How can I describe this feeling?

Well, it was probably the way when I saw the onion girl's "onion type" and rushed up and waved her weak fists and attacked her calves hard.

Cong Niang attacked hard, and her fists waved a phantom, and she jumped up and kicked him in the knee from time to time.

However, this still cannot change the fact that her attack power is extremely poor and has no effect.

Now this "virtual world" is like Cong Niang. Its fatigue attack is Cong Niang's fist. It seems to be fast and ruthless, but the actual effect is really poor and useless.

Even the more it is so thrilling, the happier Song Shuhang will be in his heart.

This feeling of seeing the opponent gritting his teeth and trying his best but unable to do anything to him is also an experience of "life".

When the taxi driver was looking at the taxi reflector on the right, he suddenly saw Song Shuhang's strange "pleasant" smile, and his scalp became numb.

Originally, he was still thinking in his heart that he would take the boy around while he had a little time to turn over. But after seeing this "pleasant" smile, he immediately beat his thoughts to death in the belly.

He delivered Song Shuhang to the high-speed train station as quickly as possible, and after collecting the money, he hurriedly left.

Song Shuhang looked confused.

"When did I offend this taxi master? Looking at him, he was hiding from me as if he was avoiding disaster?" he said in confusion.

Although he is just an ordinary body now, his life experience is still there. Through the expression on the taxi master's face, he can easily guess what he thinks.

From beginning to end, I didn’t do anything, right? I didn’t even say a few words with him.

Song Shuhang grabbed his head and turned to the bus station.

It was not in a hurry, so Song Shuhang went to get the ticket first and then ate something to fill his stomach.

"The body of an ordinary person is really troublesome." Song Shuhang said inwardly.

After a monk reaches the fourth level, food intake is not very important... Eating is just for enjoyment. The "big meal" of the immortal feast that enjoys and enhances his skills is the pursuit of the monk.

And because of hunger, I have to go to eat, which is more troublesome.

[Coach... As expected, I still want to cultivate my true nature.] Song Shuhang looked up at the sky.

By the way, his cultivation career has no coach.

He took several disciples.

Well, to take a step back, the seniors in the entire ‘Jiuzhou No. 1 Group’ are considered teachers and friends.

...

...

The high-speed train heads to a small town station in Nanhuahu City.

After coming down from the town, it is still a long way to Linyao Village.

Song Shuhang touched his wallet and looked up at the sky.

"First go to Linyao Village to see the Immortal Lord Temple, and then... if there is no result, you will have to live near Linyao Village tonight." He yawned and his body was a little tired.

"Isn't able to hold on? Sure enough, there is a lack of exercise." Song Shuhang got off the high-speed train station, then took a taxi and went directly to the Xianjun Temple.

"Huh? Brother, did you also go to the Immortal Lord Temple to worship?" After hearing Song Shuhang's destination, the driver suddenly became enthusiastic.

"Well, because I have had a lot of troubles recently, after hearing that the Immortal Lord Temple is very effective, I wanted to come over and ask for Zhang Fu or something." Song Shuhang replied with a smile.

"You have found the right place. Although the Immortal Lord Temple in Linyao Village is small, it is very effective. Whether you are asking for a child or a daughter, whether you are going well in your studies or seeking a partner, you have a high chance of getting the blessing of the Immortal Lord." The driver laughed.

Song Shuhang nodded with a polite smile.

"To be honest, people are really strange nowadays. When I was young, everyone went to Xianjun Temple to ask for a son. Everyone wanted their daughter-in-law to give birth to a handful. But in recent years, most of the people who came to the temple to ask for a child were asked for a daughter, and they wanted to give birth to a beautiful daughter. I really don't understand the way of thinking of young people." The driver nagged.

Song Shuhang laughed: "Maybe it's because my daughter is more or more in love? Or maybe because I have so many sons I have been asking for in the past few years, I am asking for some daughters to come and balance it now?"

"The guy summarized it in a rare way." The driver gave a thumbs up.

Song Shuhang leaned against the car window and couldn't help but think of Li Yinzhu...

Then he suddenly felt that his heart was really old.

When I mention the topic of my daughter, I will really think about it.

"Brother, what do you want to go to the Immortal Lord Temple to ask?" asked the driver.

"Well, there is nothing to ask for, but everything has been a little unsuccessful recently, so I want to ask for peace and peace of mind." Song Shuhang replied.

The driver nodded: "My brother has a good mentality. I have recently taken a few young students like you to the Immortal Lord Temple. They are all successful in their studies. In fact, I will tell the truth... I have to rely on myself for studying. Even if the Immortal Lord bless you, it will only have about 10%. If you don't work hard, what's the use of relying on the Immortal Lord's blessing?"

Song Shuhang nodded silently, his smile became much more sincere.

He likes this sentence and he appreciates it very much.

It seems that it has been a long time, and no one praises him for being young.

"By the way, Master. What exactly does the Immortal Lord look like in the Immortal Lord Temple?" Song Shuhang asked.

"How to describe this? It's hard to describe it. However, the statue of the Immortal Lord is like a real immortal!" the master praised.

Song Shuhang nodded with a smile.

The statue like an immortal... this time, maybe no longer comes home empty-handed.

Senior Bai, indeed, is always the most special one.

This time the opportunity to break through the deadlock seems to be Senior Bai.

...

...

Linyao Village, near Xianjun Temple.

The driver stopped the car and said, "The car next to the Immortal Lord Temple can only park here. Next, you need to walk up by yourself. Did you see the light? There is the Immortal Lord Temple."

Song Shuhang looked into the distance and was in the same position as the temple where Senior Bai came out of seclusion in his memory.

"Thank you, Master." Song Shuhang paid the fare and got off the bus.

He began to quickly go to the Immortal Lord Temple.

The closer he was to the temple, the more excited he felt inside.

That's right, it's this temple.

Even his appearance was the same as he remembered, and his layout and specifications remained unchanged.

It's just a little more lively than in my memory.

The square in front of the temple is brightly lit.
To be continued...
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