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Three hundred and thirtieth chapters real people

When she returned to the hotel, Song Wen was very grateful. Fortunately, she ran fast, otherwise she would have been ruined by the angry woman.

But can he blame him? It must not be blamed on him. Who told her to accidentally expose her little girl in her pants? He doesn't want to see it, it seems that she has needle holes.

Running too fast and sweating all over, Song Wen went to take a shower, called his parents, Xiaojun, Huang Xi and others to report safety, and then he wanted to sleep. Suddenly, he remembered that the wooden pillow I bought during the day had not been carefully looked at. The thing was a whole piece of wood, and there was no gap in his body, but the bronze mirror showed something inside, which was really strange.

He took out the wooden pillow and observed it carefully. After looking at it left, right, right, up and down, he still couldn't see a half-wire gap on the wooden pillow, let alone a keyhole, mechanism, etc. There was no solution. He had to take out a bronze mirror and look at the wooden pillow. After a while, he finally found a unique place in the middle of the bottom of the wooden pillow. It was a round wooden block the size of a soybean. If he hadn't looked at it with a bronze mirror, he wouldn't have seen any difference with other parts of the wooden pillow.

After glanced and pressed the round wooden block.

Suddenly, a lid popped out from the wooden pillow with no gap at all, revealing a crystal-clear and flawless jade pillow inside. I didn't look carefully at the antique market last time, but now I saw that the pavilions and towers carved on it were vivid and vivid, especially the ten Taoist priests carved on them, which were even more vivid and lively, like a living person.

Song Wen looked at the jade pillow in his hand and couldn't help but sigh at the exquisite skills of the ancients. Even with high-tech mechanical assistance now, no one can be able to carve such exquisite things.

Looking at the jade pillow, he suddenly remembered a record in "Taiping Guangji", which contained a foreign tribute Chongming pillow. It was one foot and two inches long and six inches high. It was white like a water essence. It had the shape of a tower and a tower on all sides. It held the incense and simple, and it was endless. It was called the Zhenren of Xingdao. His wood-carved paintings and the heads of the Zhenren were all equipped with them. It was still bright.

This record means that overseas countries pay tribute to Chongming pillows, one foot and two inches long and six inches high, are as white as water essence. There are pavilions and pavilions in the middle, and ten Taoist priests are carved on all sides. Some Taoist priests hold incense, while others hold incense, and endless circulation. This is called "The Taoist priest". The carvings and paintings. Even the jade hairpins and croakers on the heads of the Taoist priests are very realistic. The whole body is crystal clear.

Could this be the legendary Chongming Pillow?

Song Wen thought in his heart that it is said that sleeping on a Chongming pillow can make people look sharp, intelligent, and forget all their worries, and they don’t know if it is true.

Looking at the clever Chongming pillow in his hand, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and couldn't help but pick it up and observe it carefully under the light.

"Um"

Suddenly, he found something seemed to be inside the Chongming pillow, so he quickly put it down, took out the flashlight from the Ruyi fan and shone it inside. It turned out that there was an egg-sized bead. I don’t know what method the bead was fixed tightly in the middle of the pillow, without moving at all. The strangest thing is that the pillow is obviously one, without a gap. How did the bead be put in? It was really puzzled.

While thinking, the beads illuminated by the strong light of the flashlight suddenly shone brightly on the Taoist real people carved around the Chongming pillow. The Taoist real people seemed to come alive, holding fragrance, holding books, meditating, chanting scriptures, and doing various movements. There were also mysterious Taoist sounds transmitted into the ears and penetrated into the minds with the movements. Song Wen didn't understand it, but felt that the scene in front of him was like a dream, like a flowing cloud, as unpredictable as a cloud.

Perhaps it was a moment, perhaps ten thousand years, the Taoist sound disappeared, but those mysterious and inexplicable truths were imprinted in my heart. Although Song Wen didn't know what those were, as soon as he thought about it, his spirit was as exciting as eating ice cream in the 60s and 9 days of 60s, and he felt like he was enlightened.

Looking at Chongming Pillow, Song Wen turned his mind quickly. The thing in front of him was obviously no longer summarized in the words "Rare and Scarf". He put it in the house and could not make people feel at ease. He quickly put Chongming Pillow into a wooden pillow-like box and brought it into Ruyi Fan.

As soon as they entered Ruyi Fan, Mama and Xiaohe immediately ran over and rubbed against him affectionately.

Now the space in Ruyi Fan has become very large, with mountains, water, food and drink. The two guys ran wildly in the space every day, having fun. After playing with them, Song Wen put the box into the bamboo house. When he came out, he couldn't see the two guys, and he didn't know where to go. Standing in front of the bamboo house, he looked around and saw two Saiga antelope burying his head in the sweet potato field, quietly gnawing on the sweet potato leaves. The two Saiga antelope were raised in Ruyi Fan for a while, and their bodies gradually became fat and they were not as thin as before. Especially the female Saiga antelope, whose belly became bigger and bigger, looked like they were about to give birth.

The wild fruit seeds grown from the wild fruit seeds brought out from the mountains are now more than two meters high. Some have already blossomed and fruits hang on the branches, carrying a moist atmosphere of the mountains and forests. The corn, mung beans and the like planted on the ground in the middle of the fruit tree have not been picked yet, but when things are ripe in this space, they will remain mature and will not rot. Therefore, the corn, mung beans and the like look very moist, and on the surface it seems to be full of vitality.

Song Wen picked a corn and tasted it. It was sweet and moisturized.

After walking around the Ruyi Fan space, he got out of the Ruyi Fan. When he returned to the room, he ate a blood fruit, sat cross-legged on the bed, and practiced according to the Five Internal References. By chance, he found that it was better to practice the Five Internal References after eating the Blood Fruit, so now he would eat the Blood Fruit and practice the Five Internal References every time.

The secret thought of the true secret, and in the dark, the true spirit seems to be moving. A stream of air in the dantian moves casually, entering the heart and flowing in the heart. Every time a circle flows, a faint dark blood stain in the heart is discharged from the heart and enters the intestines. As the dark blood stain is cleared out of the heart, the heart veins and organs become more powerful and become more rosy. As the organs are beaten vigorously, it seems that a faint red glow is scattered, but it disappears in an instant.

There is no time to practice, and it will take one night in an instant.

Early in the morning, Dan Tai Minglan came to Song Wen and said that he would accompany her to buy gifts for her grandfather. It is said that two days will be her grandfather's 70th birthday. Helplessly, Song Wen had to get up and dress and wash his face and eat, and follow her to buy things.

It's Liulichang again.

Song Wen was speechless when he saw the place where Dan Tai Minglan drove.

"What are you doing here?"

"Come and buy things for my grandfather!" Dan Tai Minglan looked at Song Wen strangely. Isn't it just to buy things here? What else can I do?

"Your grandpa also likes antiques?"

"No, he likes calligraphy."

The two walked inside as they walked. Dan Tai Minglan took him to a store and stopped. Song Wen looked up and saw the signboard in the store. He didn't know what to say. Isn't this the Yinyuezhai he came to yesterday? It's such a coincidence!

"What's wrong with you?" Dan Tai Minglan couldn't help asking when she saw Song Wen's face was strange.
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