On the top of the remnant mountain, there is a vigorous ancient pine that allows all tourists to stop; under the shadow of the hidden trees, there is an exquisite villa that allows all Chinese to stop and worship.
Every morning, there are always sounds of rhythmic wheels in the pine forest, mixed with light and pleasant laughter.
However, today, the people who practiced morning around Canshan waited until noon and did not hear the sound that intoxicated them, and they could not help but slowly left disappointed. When they left, they turned around one step and three times, looking at the great design that enriched the Tao and explained the essence, muttering: There must be a major change in the Wu family today?
While talking to themselves, they all looked up to the sky with a pious expression, helped the Wu family pray to God, and blessed them to overcome this obstacle in front of them.
Haha, brother, you didn’t go out for a walk today or played a song of fate for them. They all feel lost and lonely?
The light and pleasant sound came from the pine forest, as beautiful as the oriole's song
Since I came out in the morning, I parked my wheelchair in front of the tall foyer, waiting for all the tourists to leave the outer periphery of the villa
Facing my cousin who looked down at me, deeply immersed in her virgin body fragrance and nostalgic for her slender figure, I said helplessly: Haha, the Symphony of Destiny, no one will play it on this remnant mountain unless you are willing to learn music
My cousin Song Ling, Shui Ling, phoenix eyes and Qiong Nose, said with a scared look: Brother, let me spare Ling'er. Let me read those music scores. Wouldn't it take Ling'er's life? Even if I kill Ling'er, it will be difficult for me to learn the slightest knowledge in music theory.
My cousin who is as good as my mother is not an art material at all. I looked at the beautiful villa that I wrote with a memory look and said softly: I laughed like a leisurely cloud and wild crane, I let the crane go to find the guests of the three islands, the breeze and bright moon are priceless in the mountains, letting people see the flowers of the four seasons, and the distance is full of affection, so I am so desirable to the artistic conception, but I have no blessing in my life to absorb the old man in my life, so it is really unfair to let me take advantage of the world, and I deprive me of the vitality that I rely on for survival.
Two heavy sighs immediately sounded beside me
A voice like a bell choked and said: Shang'er...it's all strange...
My cousin's soft hair floated over my shoulders, stroked it on my face, fell on my chest, and shouted with a crisp voice: Cousin...
I tried to show an indifferent smile on my face. I tried my best to wave my hand invisibly, stopping my grandfather and cousin from expressing the guilt in my heart. I asked in a relaxed tone: Grandpa, do you believe that people have past lives?
As soon as I finished speaking, I couldn't help but smile bitterly, and I said something inappropriate again
Born with a keen sense of consciousness, as soon as my mother drove into the villa, I smelled the smell of Chanelle perfume from the woody fragrance floating out of her body, and then the scene of her parking the red Ferrari in the garage appeared in my mind
Finally, my mother walked towards this side with her feet and hands, while listening to our movements with her ears and observing my mood and performance today.
The sudden problem made the white-haired grandfather, who was also sitting in a wheelchair, stretched forward with a burly body, put his palms, which were covered with scars with the Japanese, on my head, and said in a trembling tone: Everyone must have past lives, present lives and the next lives, and the grandfathers in the past lives were too serious, so they would bring disaster to God and punish our Wu family grandfather to be silenced. He no longer had She Ji for his body, but he only suffered my good deeds.
As he said that, two lines of tears flowed out of his tiger's eyes
Because of my strange physical illness, my grandfather actually gave up on his life's atheism and believed that everyone has a previous life.
I couldn't help but feel moved and smiled at him
Wu Zong, the old housekeeper next to him, quickly wiped his grandfather's tears away, and gently pushed his grandfather's wheelchair with his other hand, saying with a desolate expression: Alas! It's all because God is not eyeing, which makes Shang'er suffer from a strange disease that has never happened in the medical world, which is even more... more...
Along with the scent of incense that came over, a delicate voice floated over and complained angrily: Shang'er was thinking about the group's pharmaceutical company again. Now she has gathered all the elites in the world. She can develop a potion that can restore your strength in the latest three years.
This is the voice of my mother, Song Dan, the richest man in China and the whole world, today.
Grandpa's pale long eyebrows frowned slightly, put his hands back on his thighs weakly, and said in disappointment: Dandan, with the strong military and political capital accumulated by our Wu and Song families in the past century, plus the financial resources of Shang'er to become the richest man in the world in the past eight years, you have to wait for another three years; in these eight years, your achievements are really... too...
He didn't dare to continue talking because the consequences of failure were difficult for everyone to accept
My mother's beautiful face that was mature and caressing, and her soft smile deliberately bloomed, instantly solidified like she encountered ice. Her red and thin lips closed slightly, and her trembling face closed her cherry mouth sadly, and two mists rose in her eyes.
Wearing an elegant chanel brand clothing that will never be outdated, with a pair of phoenix eyes, two bent willow-leaf eyebrows, slim body, pink face, and a seven-pointed cousin Song Ling, who is similar to my mother, has never left me for eight years since I was paralyzed
At this moment, she opened her lips lightly and asked in surprise: Auntie, is it really only three years enough?
In her heart, three years are just a short period of time.
A plump and elegant and luxurious mother, her exposed pink arms surrounded me and my cousin, lowered her head and put her smiley face melting like ice and snow on my face, and her slender jade fingers gently scraped Ling'er's nose, and said with certainty: Of course, it is more real than real gold. My aunt has never deceived our Ling'er little beauty.
The eyes remained on the perfect handsome face of my son that inherited all the advantages of his husband and wife. He observed his wide forehead, high cheekbones, thick eyebrows, tiger eyes, and jade fingers touched the most attractive woman's eyes, like jade carvings, straightening the bridge of the nose, feeling the light that could not be retained after the knife pierced the sky; the red lips kissed the forehead nose and eyebrows full of surging tension, and said with a slight regret: If God had eyes and did not persecute Shang'er, with Shang'er's face, he would definitely become the focus of the flashes all over the world
Sometimes the palms are round but not wide, and their skin is as fair as a woman's face. Sometimes they touch the bloody and thin lips as thin as a knife.
Haha, Shang'er took away another fragrant kiss that belonged to me! Why did I inherit my father's mighty and bravery back then and become a Lu man? Or was Shang'er's handsome face that combines the most powerful man in the world and the most beautiful woman in the world, which really made the world's richest woman sigh.
As the commander of the military region, my father stood by with a smile, looking at his mother's movements, and complained to me with a jealous expression on his face.
The mother, who raised her head, clamped her fists into her fists. She beat her chest several times while standing upright, and looked around her father, and said in confusion: Alas! Although the first fierce man was not found, the bragging stinky clam really found a hum. I didn't find any advantage in Shang'er in you, a reckless stinky soldier.
My father with a thick beard is 1.9 meters taller than my mother, and his weight is nearly 20 centimeters tall. Compared with my thin son, I was indeed extremely powerful. I held my mother's little hand with my hands and said with a smile: Haha, no wonder my parents-in-law said you haven't been back to see them for three years. It turns out that with Shang'er's guidance in recent years, you have made investments like snowballs that everyone around the world can't reach. I have been infected with too many businessmen's atmosphere, but I look down on us, stinky soldiers, even though I don't want to see my father-in-law and mother-in-law who are from the military, Ouch...
It is difficult to meet a happy moment. I wanted to speak a few more words, but my father found that the jade hand in his hand had already escaped and turned into a crab's leg and was pinched on his waist.
The sweet love between my aunt and uncle who have been married for twenty years made Ling'er's eyes shine, and her eyes looked at Liuxi's affectionately, and her palms tightly grasped my arm, as if she wanted to hold the happiness of her life firmly.
My father's burning eyes were on me and asked loudly: Shang'er, what shocking words did you say just now make our most beautiful woman in China angry.
Facing the Kaiming father who never blamed and asked, let alone beat and scolded me, I smiled and said: Father, Shang'er was discussing the theory of human past lives with his grandfather, and his mother scolded him without understanding it.
The five people who knew that I could make some tiny movements besides my eyes and mouth, and my hands, feet and body had already lost their feelings, were quietly waiting for my next words.
Because I was too sad about my physical condition, my mother grayed her hair all night eight years ago. I felt ashamed, but said firmly: Shang'er has the ability to remember everything since she was a child, and she can learn anything at once. Eight years ago, she had the ability to see through the development trends of things on earth. However, God was jealous of my perfection, afraid that I had the ability to go against the sky, deprived me of the vitality in my body. In order to find a way to recover, all relatives have traveled around the world, working day and night, and have been busy developing potions for recovery for Shang'er. In the past three years, I have no time to go back to visit my grandparents. My grandfather hopes to find vitality from Chinese martial arts. I have collected all the kung fu from almost all sects, and even formed a life and death hatred with the sects of the Western Regions. All of this is because Shang'er is too fond of fighting for victory. She uses her extraordinary abilities to her own interests, and has obtained the curse of the goddess of fate, and has lost the freedom of ordinary people.
It is difficult for all doctors to name a strange disease, like a huge rock pressing on the hearts of Wu and Song families.
Today, I spoke to my strange disease for the first time, but my five close relatives had a premonition of being completely disappointed.
Because since eight years ago, as the body's previous life prediction power recovered day by day, I have been obsessed with researching on my own ability development, providing countless useful business information for my mother who is skilled in business warfare. I have never made any mistakes in what I said.
My mother's plump body fell into her father's arms in an instant, and asked with a pale face: Shang'er, can't we really find a way to treat you?
In the past few days of thinking, I finally vaguely discovered my identity in my previous life. I turned out to be the Tianshu Palace Tianshu Palace, who died in the battle between gods and demons twenty years ago. I finally realized that my body was not cured by the potion. Looking at my mother's pale hair fluttering in the wind, I explained to them: I was the boss of the Big Dipper in my previous life, and the god of desire killing star Tiansang
My mother hurriedly squatted in front of me, hugged my shoulder with both hands, and asked anxiously: Shang'er, then are you still my son?
The strong mother-son relationship envelops my body and makes my mind tremble
I didn't know who my parents were in my previous life, and I always felt a sense of loneliness in my heart.
Hearing my mother's tone of fear that I would no longer recognize her, I smiled and said: Mother, father, grandpa, Ling'er, don't worry, no matter how glorious my previous life was, my name will only be Wu Shang in the future
My satisfactory answer made everyone laugh because everyone is more concerned about whether I am Wu Shang or not.
Every morning, there are always sounds of rhythmic wheels in the pine forest, mixed with light and pleasant laughter.
However, today, the people who practiced morning around Canshan waited until noon and did not hear the sound that intoxicated them, and they could not help but slowly left disappointed. When they left, they turned around one step and three times, looking at the great design that enriched the Tao and explained the essence, muttering: There must be a major change in the Wu family today?
While talking to themselves, they all looked up to the sky with a pious expression, helped the Wu family pray to God, and blessed them to overcome this obstacle in front of them.
Haha, brother, you didn’t go out for a walk today or played a song of fate for them. They all feel lost and lonely?
The light and pleasant sound came from the pine forest, as beautiful as the oriole's song
Since I came out in the morning, I parked my wheelchair in front of the tall foyer, waiting for all the tourists to leave the outer periphery of the villa
Facing my cousin who looked down at me, deeply immersed in her virgin body fragrance and nostalgic for her slender figure, I said helplessly: Haha, the Symphony of Destiny, no one will play it on this remnant mountain unless you are willing to learn music
My cousin Song Ling, Shui Ling, phoenix eyes and Qiong Nose, said with a scared look: Brother, let me spare Ling'er. Let me read those music scores. Wouldn't it take Ling'er's life? Even if I kill Ling'er, it will be difficult for me to learn the slightest knowledge in music theory.
My cousin who is as good as my mother is not an art material at all. I looked at the beautiful villa that I wrote with a memory look and said softly: I laughed like a leisurely cloud and wild crane, I let the crane go to find the guests of the three islands, the breeze and bright moon are priceless in the mountains, letting people see the flowers of the four seasons, and the distance is full of affection, so I am so desirable to the artistic conception, but I have no blessing in my life to absorb the old man in my life, so it is really unfair to let me take advantage of the world, and I deprive me of the vitality that I rely on for survival.
Two heavy sighs immediately sounded beside me
A voice like a bell choked and said: Shang'er...it's all strange...
My cousin's soft hair floated over my shoulders, stroked it on my face, fell on my chest, and shouted with a crisp voice: Cousin...
I tried to show an indifferent smile on my face. I tried my best to wave my hand invisibly, stopping my grandfather and cousin from expressing the guilt in my heart. I asked in a relaxed tone: Grandpa, do you believe that people have past lives?
As soon as I finished speaking, I couldn't help but smile bitterly, and I said something inappropriate again
Born with a keen sense of consciousness, as soon as my mother drove into the villa, I smelled the smell of Chanelle perfume from the woody fragrance floating out of her body, and then the scene of her parking the red Ferrari in the garage appeared in my mind
Finally, my mother walked towards this side with her feet and hands, while listening to our movements with her ears and observing my mood and performance today.
The sudden problem made the white-haired grandfather, who was also sitting in a wheelchair, stretched forward with a burly body, put his palms, which were covered with scars with the Japanese, on my head, and said in a trembling tone: Everyone must have past lives, present lives and the next lives, and the grandfathers in the past lives were too serious, so they would bring disaster to God and punish our Wu family grandfather to be silenced. He no longer had She Ji for his body, but he only suffered my good deeds.
As he said that, two lines of tears flowed out of his tiger's eyes
Because of my strange physical illness, my grandfather actually gave up on his life's atheism and believed that everyone has a previous life.
I couldn't help but feel moved and smiled at him
Wu Zong, the old housekeeper next to him, quickly wiped his grandfather's tears away, and gently pushed his grandfather's wheelchair with his other hand, saying with a desolate expression: Alas! It's all because God is not eyeing, which makes Shang'er suffer from a strange disease that has never happened in the medical world, which is even more... more...
Along with the scent of incense that came over, a delicate voice floated over and complained angrily: Shang'er was thinking about the group's pharmaceutical company again. Now she has gathered all the elites in the world. She can develop a potion that can restore your strength in the latest three years.
This is the voice of my mother, Song Dan, the richest man in China and the whole world, today.
Grandpa's pale long eyebrows frowned slightly, put his hands back on his thighs weakly, and said in disappointment: Dandan, with the strong military and political capital accumulated by our Wu and Song families in the past century, plus the financial resources of Shang'er to become the richest man in the world in the past eight years, you have to wait for another three years; in these eight years, your achievements are really... too...
He didn't dare to continue talking because the consequences of failure were difficult for everyone to accept
My mother's beautiful face that was mature and caressing, and her soft smile deliberately bloomed, instantly solidified like she encountered ice. Her red and thin lips closed slightly, and her trembling face closed her cherry mouth sadly, and two mists rose in her eyes.
Wearing an elegant chanel brand clothing that will never be outdated, with a pair of phoenix eyes, two bent willow-leaf eyebrows, slim body, pink face, and a seven-pointed cousin Song Ling, who is similar to my mother, has never left me for eight years since I was paralyzed
At this moment, she opened her lips lightly and asked in surprise: Auntie, is it really only three years enough?
In her heart, three years are just a short period of time.
A plump and elegant and luxurious mother, her exposed pink arms surrounded me and my cousin, lowered her head and put her smiley face melting like ice and snow on my face, and her slender jade fingers gently scraped Ling'er's nose, and said with certainty: Of course, it is more real than real gold. My aunt has never deceived our Ling'er little beauty.
The eyes remained on the perfect handsome face of my son that inherited all the advantages of his husband and wife. He observed his wide forehead, high cheekbones, thick eyebrows, tiger eyes, and jade fingers touched the most attractive woman's eyes, like jade carvings, straightening the bridge of the nose, feeling the light that could not be retained after the knife pierced the sky; the red lips kissed the forehead nose and eyebrows full of surging tension, and said with a slight regret: If God had eyes and did not persecute Shang'er, with Shang'er's face, he would definitely become the focus of the flashes all over the world
Sometimes the palms are round but not wide, and their skin is as fair as a woman's face. Sometimes they touch the bloody and thin lips as thin as a knife.
Haha, Shang'er took away another fragrant kiss that belonged to me! Why did I inherit my father's mighty and bravery back then and become a Lu man? Or was Shang'er's handsome face that combines the most powerful man in the world and the most beautiful woman in the world, which really made the world's richest woman sigh.
As the commander of the military region, my father stood by with a smile, looking at his mother's movements, and complained to me with a jealous expression on his face.
The mother, who raised her head, clamped her fists into her fists. She beat her chest several times while standing upright, and looked around her father, and said in confusion: Alas! Although the first fierce man was not found, the bragging stinky clam really found a hum. I didn't find any advantage in Shang'er in you, a reckless stinky soldier.
My father with a thick beard is 1.9 meters taller than my mother, and his weight is nearly 20 centimeters tall. Compared with my thin son, I was indeed extremely powerful. I held my mother's little hand with my hands and said with a smile: Haha, no wonder my parents-in-law said you haven't been back to see them for three years. It turns out that with Shang'er's guidance in recent years, you have made investments like snowballs that everyone around the world can't reach. I have been infected with too many businessmen's atmosphere, but I look down on us, stinky soldiers, even though I don't want to see my father-in-law and mother-in-law who are from the military, Ouch...
It is difficult to meet a happy moment. I wanted to speak a few more words, but my father found that the jade hand in his hand had already escaped and turned into a crab's leg and was pinched on his waist.
The sweet love between my aunt and uncle who have been married for twenty years made Ling'er's eyes shine, and her eyes looked at Liuxi's affectionately, and her palms tightly grasped my arm, as if she wanted to hold the happiness of her life firmly.
My father's burning eyes were on me and asked loudly: Shang'er, what shocking words did you say just now make our most beautiful woman in China angry.
Facing the Kaiming father who never blamed and asked, let alone beat and scolded me, I smiled and said: Father, Shang'er was discussing the theory of human past lives with his grandfather, and his mother scolded him without understanding it.
The five people who knew that I could make some tiny movements besides my eyes and mouth, and my hands, feet and body had already lost their feelings, were quietly waiting for my next words.
Because I was too sad about my physical condition, my mother grayed her hair all night eight years ago. I felt ashamed, but said firmly: Shang'er has the ability to remember everything since she was a child, and she can learn anything at once. Eight years ago, she had the ability to see through the development trends of things on earth. However, God was jealous of my perfection, afraid that I had the ability to go against the sky, deprived me of the vitality in my body. In order to find a way to recover, all relatives have traveled around the world, working day and night, and have been busy developing potions for recovery for Shang'er. In the past three years, I have no time to go back to visit my grandparents. My grandfather hopes to find vitality from Chinese martial arts. I have collected all the kung fu from almost all sects, and even formed a life and death hatred with the sects of the Western Regions. All of this is because Shang'er is too fond of fighting for victory. She uses her extraordinary abilities to her own interests, and has obtained the curse of the goddess of fate, and has lost the freedom of ordinary people.
It is difficult for all doctors to name a strange disease, like a huge rock pressing on the hearts of Wu and Song families.
Today, I spoke to my strange disease for the first time, but my five close relatives had a premonition of being completely disappointed.
Because since eight years ago, as the body's previous life prediction power recovered day by day, I have been obsessed with researching on my own ability development, providing countless useful business information for my mother who is skilled in business warfare. I have never made any mistakes in what I said.
My mother's plump body fell into her father's arms in an instant, and asked with a pale face: Shang'er, can't we really find a way to treat you?
In the past few days of thinking, I finally vaguely discovered my identity in my previous life. I turned out to be the Tianshu Palace Tianshu Palace, who died in the battle between gods and demons twenty years ago. I finally realized that my body was not cured by the potion. Looking at my mother's pale hair fluttering in the wind, I explained to them: I was the boss of the Big Dipper in my previous life, and the god of desire killing star Tiansang
My mother hurriedly squatted in front of me, hugged my shoulder with both hands, and asked anxiously: Shang'er, then are you still my son?
The strong mother-son relationship envelops my body and makes my mind tremble
I didn't know who my parents were in my previous life, and I always felt a sense of loneliness in my heart.
Hearing my mother's tone of fear that I would no longer recognize her, I smiled and said: Mother, father, grandpa, Ling'er, don't worry, no matter how glorious my previous life was, my name will only be Wu Shang in the future
My satisfactory answer made everyone laugh because everyone is more concerned about whether I am Wu Shang or not.
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