So I stepped down.

May I have your name?

Sir Ho A-Sheng.

This case has been closed. There is no matter for you. I will withdraw from the house.

What's going on?

This case has been closed. There is no reason to reverse the case for others.

Who replaced the mastermind of this case?

who?

Don't ask so many questions. Anyway, there is no matter for you.

Don't bother me again.

It's strange.

Could it be that the real mastermind was arrested?

It's so good. The law of nature is still there.

Ah Sheng walked into the street. He came to the tavern and ordered wine to drink.

Just at this moment, people passed by and said: Ah Sheng.

Hello.

How did you meet you here?

Your case has been overturned.

Do you know?

I heard that after that murder case, several more people were killed. The government noticed clues and arrested the habitual criminals. I heard that the criminals used your name to commit crimes. In this way, you will be relieved of the suspicion.

In the distant sky, there is a full moon hanging.

At this moment, the full moon is always waiting for something?

Wait for the perfect day.

Some people say, is it certainly good to be perfect?

The moon has phases.

There is no absolute good or bad in the world.

The full moon has tolerance and a sense of security.

Xiaoyue borrowed 50,000 yuan.

I wrote an IOU.

It's time to repay the loan.

Days come to collect money.

Days come to collect money.

The rent has expired. The 50,000 yuan borrowed has expired. What should I do?

I understand everything after confinement, but I always make up everything.

During the confinement period, I work hard to make money every day. I just wait until the full moon.

But it arrived very early this day.

There was no sound, no image, no shape.

It seems that its arrival was preset. When it comes to this day, everything is a bubble, and it is very bleak.

Squeeze time and money on hand.

Everything is booked.

This day must come, and if this day is not good, your mood will be affected.

The day says: Time is here, when will it pay back the money?

Wait a few more days.

The IOU you wrote is still in the handshake.

I really don’t want to pay it back, I’ll give you a few more days.

A few days of grace, it's OK.

However, during the grace period, I will help you fulfill your perfect wish every day.

Rizi said: I have torn up the IOU you wrote, don’t worry. I will give you a grace number, but I will not force you to repay. Don’t worry, make money slowly.

Huahua said: Why did you tear up the IOU? How could you control the repayment of the confinement period after tearing it?

Li Zi said: You are sorry for it. I don’t want to force her to repay it. I am used to her conscious repayment. Anyway, I don’t need the rent for that room, and 50,000 yuan. I can give him time.

Huahuadao: As the saying goes, there is a borrowing and a return. You let him consciously understand the principle of borrowing and a return.''

Rizi said: I will still secretly help him make money.

In the snowy world, a white-haired boy was ridiculed by a group of teenagers. From time to time, you are worthy of practicing martial arts. You are the one who beats you. Next time you see you practicing martial arts, a group of martial arts people gradually spread out the encirclement, the snow was still ruthlessly falling, and the white-haired boy kneeled on the ground in pain and shed tears in pain. The boy lowered his head and thought, what did this group of people do, why did this group of people hit me, and all of them were very powerful, all of them were disheveled, and they muttered to themselves, as if there was something obscure. I heard a sound that my hair was white, and I was really embarrassed to practice martial arts. I heard the white-haired boy crying even more sadly. As a young man

When Nian found that his tears had dried up, the wave of people was gone. When the boy was about to stand up and go home, his hands were frustrated and wanted to stand up, but he found a bright thing leaking out of the place where his legs were wet. The kneeling place was a deep pit. The boy involuntarily threw away the remaining snow, but found that it was a heavy ancient sword. The boy thought whose sword this was. The boy observed no one around. Could it be that the group of people left behind? No, there must be something strange among them. So the boy held the sword body and found that there were three words engraved with the sword body, Xiaoyao Sword. The boy went from sadness to joy, laughter was unrestrained, and he slashed towards the wall of Shiya Mountain opposite from the air. The boy was unconscious.

Zhuge Xuan, Zhuge Xuan, Zhuge Xuan, wake up, why are you lying on the ground? The young man wondered who he was calling for? The young man felt dizzy and his body was heavy, as if he was stabbed by something. What's wrong with you? A gentle woman called his name softly. When the white-haired boy heard that it was a woman's gentle voice, he was about to stand up. But he couldn't move his body. He couldn't get up, and he was as helpless as a baby and toddler. Thank you, kind-hearted person. The young man said you're welcome. The young man said if there was something on me. The woman screamed, and there was a sharpened stalagmite-like thing that hit your butt. Can you move? The young man definitely didn't hit your butt. My body should be quilted, a sword, the power of that sword. The woman said what's wrong with that sword. The young man fainted again.

Until I opened my eyes, it was dark and quiet around me, only the moon shining on the tip of the sword, and my body still couldn't move.

Seven years later, after the coming-of-age ceremony, I thought I had gone from a teenager to an adult.

Nangong Zhuang, you are so lucky. Such a beautiful wife is married to her home as a wife. It is a blessing for several lifetimes. Nangong Zhuang smiled. Actually, I was cow dung and inserted into flowers. I was not worthy of A Qi from my family. I said that I could not be worthy of A Qi, but I also let others be your wife. I saw that the person who spoke was a young man in a wheelchair. This young man had white hair and white hair. He was sitting in a wheelchair. He seemed to be angry when he spoke, and he wanted to stand up. Nangong Zhuang heard the loud shout and shouted. Who was here to be rude? Today is a happy day. Could someone come to rob the marriage? Why did it be rob the marriage? A Qi was beautiful and it was a matter of time before robbing the marriage. He saw a few guards in the hospital with sticks and was outside.

A Qi noticed that there was something strange outside, secretly watching the white-headed boy surrounded by everyone. The boy was still confident and refused to retreat. At this time, someone in the crowd sarcastically said, "Isn't this the shameless white-headed man who can't be beaten to death? If you think about the past few years, A Qi broke out and said, "Brother, shocked everyone present. A Qi grabbed the boy's hand. Let's talk outside, the boy asked, "What's wrong with my leg? Did you smash it?"

Me, Aqidao, I saved you, you don't remember, I talked to you, the young man said, it turns out that the woman behind me was you, I haven't thanked you for saving my life, how can you marry a commoner far away? Aqidao will say in the future that everyone here today is a distinguished guest. You have to take care of yourself. The young man took off a white hair and handed him to Aqidao. I didn't carry the gift of blessing with me, put it away. Aqi nodded and entered the yard full of joy.

The next year, one night in late spring and early summer, several men in black, holding fast swords, searching around, and said that it was here. The white-haired boy in the courtyard was playing with his white hair. Suddenly, a gust of wind came. He raised his head to observe. The three hilts were brushed away by the white-haired boy's hilt. The sound of the hilt breaking attracted two groups of men in black. The young man said who are you? Our lady's surname is Chen, but unfortunately she didn't know anyone in her eyes. You broke your hair for others. Chen Mei secretly hurt her. I'm here to take your life. You laughed. I'm so surprised. Who is this Miss Chen? I'm so handsome. I'm masked and said that my lady is a small and thin person, and she is quite sensational among the crowd, but she still doesn't have a noble character. I thought of you.

People are born with perfect match, but I didn't expect you to be heartless. You hurriedly said, "Brother, what did Miss Chen look like? I can understand it even if I die. Another man in black said, "Say, what do you want a painter to do if you describe Miss Chen like this?" The boy said, "How do you know how I am here? I have white hair. I have white hair in time. But Miss Chen, I really don't know, those men in black say, what's wrong with your legs? Why are you sitting in a wheelchair? The white-haired boy recalled hard, is Chen Lili? The alarm clock that smells chickens every morning to dance, disturbs me in practice, practices swords and sleeps every day. If it weren't for the martial arts foundation of the previous seven years, maybe it might be that time.

We will not be in the world anymore. We will definitely bring this to you by a few masked people.

The autumn of this year is full of fruits and the harvest is in sight. The white-haired boy recovered from his injuries in these few months, recalled the past, and remembered everything as much as possible. At this time, the boy felt that if he had drunk some wine, he could remember it more quickly, so he came to the tavern alone. The crowd in the hotel was bustling. The boy came to the pot of wine and said, "The restaurant sold out all the wine." The boy said, "It's not easy for me to come here, and you're looking for a bar. There's really no wine. If you take out any one, you'll eat a few dishes. The boy said, "Okay, soon the dishes will be served." There's an adult, but he's too old to guess. He was thinking of a pot of wine and sat next to the white-haired boy. The boy was wearing a short shirt and shorts, and he looked handsome and handsome. He drank glass after cup, and suddenly said, "You're too."

Drink some, so the two of them drank together and ate the dishes together. At this time, the handsome boy asked, "What's your name?" The white-haired boy said that they all called me Zhuge Xuan. It turned out to be Brother Xuan. It was Ximen Xing below. I wonder why Brother Xuan looked so majestic when he was young. Zhuge Xuan's heart skipped a beat. My appearance was not only white and tall, but he looked weak when sitting in a wheelchair for a long time. Brother Tai used his left hand to add dishes, and his right hand must have hindered. At this time, Zhuge Xuan's mood became even more difficult to hide, and he felt even more ashamed. Seven years have passed, what should he look like before, so he can be worthy of A Qi, Chen Li, and the little brother in front of him. It seems that he should really hide, so he didn't take a few bites and slowly went back.

After drinking, A Xuan's sleep was so comfortable. He didn't wake up all night. After getting up the next day, he always felt a little uncomfortable. When he looked in the mirror, he found that his white hair was peeled off by someone and became a bald man. He just blamed himself for sleeping too hard and dead. What happened that night? I really can't remember what happened last night, let alone the old things and past events a few years ago. But A Xuan still has something unwilling to accept, that one of his white hair was given to A Qi, but his head was covered with white hair. Hey, he won't find it anymore. A Xuan comforted himself, three thousand hairs were annoying, and his fate was a long one, without golden threads, he could still swell when his hair was gone.

The city where Ah Xuan is in is a city that never sleeps. The city that never sleeps is because of the lights. The city that never sleeps is not sleeps. It is a school student under the lights. It only sits in front of the lights. After reading, it throws away the poems and books. The books are layer after layer, and there are one love letter after another, saying that it is a festival. Life is full of energy and horses are galloping, and two years have passed.

In the city that never sleeps, one night, an old man with white hair knelt on the ground and leaned down, pounced on a large piece of paper, and a bare brush was drawn, and he wrote a large piece silently. About an hour later, the old man was walking back and forth in the room with paper. At this moment, Zhuge Xuan was worried and couldn't sleep peacefully. He got up and walked around to see this scene. Until dawn, Zhuge Xuan discovered that the old man with white hair laughed and smashed the paper into pieces and spread it in the sky. The old man with white hair was much more relaxed, and he used his light skills to grab the window and ran south. Zhuge Xuan had already slept in a wheelchair and found that there was no old man in the room, so he retreated on his own.

Zhuge Xuan was strolling listlessly on the roadside because he didn't sleep well overnight. At noon, he entered a restaurant to rest. After drinking and eating, he originally planned to leave. Crying sounds came from the garbage dumper not far from the hotel, crying heart-wrenchingly. The crying man opened his teeth and claws and rummaged through the boxes and cabinets next to the trash can, shouting where it was, where it was. The onlookers said, "This is a fool, Zhuge Xuan walked over and saw that this was the old man in the room yesterday. Zhuge Xuan thought about what happened. The old man knelt down to the garbage dumper and said to himself. I was clearly here, but what about the things?

The man raised an empty plastic bag, which was in this bag, and it was packed well, but why did it disappear? If anyone moved, he would be asked to break into pieces. After that, the old man continued to bury the plastic bag in the garbage dump, and then left half crying and half laughing. The crowd gradually dispersed, and someone suddenly said that the garbage dump was cleaned every day, and he didn't know what he was hiding in the garbage dump. Another person said that there were other things. I saw that the old man liked to smoke and specially picked up the remaining cigarette rolls and hid them in the garbage bag. It was not a valuable thing. Zhuge Xuan came forward to talk. Maybe this was the old man's life savings, but unfortunately he buried the wrong place.

Fang, one person said to forgive him. His family was barely walled and there was no place to hide cigarettes. It could only exist in this garbage dump. Suddenly, a person came out not far from the back of the garbage dump and said angrily who was here to relieve his hands. I saw this man in his forties and fifties wearing a black robe, his eyes wide open, which was hateful, a child was so scared that he cried loudly. Zhuge Xuan said, "Don't cry, come to my brother, you are his brother's damn. You stretch out your hand and hit him, push your palms and take Zhuge Xuan's head straight. Zhuge Xuan lowered his head and squatted in the wheelchair. The old man in the black robe did not grab Zhuge Xuan's head. He was very angry. He swept his legs horizontally and swept his wheelchair.

, The wheelchair was swept up, Zhuge Xuan was swept to the ground and lay on the ground. During this time, the old man with white hair came back and forced the old man with black robe to leave. They were all people in the Tao. Why do they bully the young? The old man with black robe called the old man with white hair. It turned out to be Cheng Qun, Brother Cheng, since you have added my elder brother, I will take it as a matter of age. Why are you sleeping behind the garbage dump? Could it be that you stole your cigarette? Are you so pitiful? Don't you ask, I'm wearing a black robe, everyone calls me the old monster with black robe. You are stealing this black robe. I'm not stealing it.

Zhuge Xuan's statue at night

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