C510 (1/2)

Zhang Xiaojian is looking around dejectedly when he hears someone talking to him, which turns out to be the soul of the ancient mirror.

”Don't look for it again, because when he got it, I knew it was just a remnant. If he had collected it all, he would not have cultivated it by himself, and you would have killed him so easily.” The soul of the ancient mirror.

Zhang Xiaojian rubbed her nose, and a wry smile appeared on her face. The heart said that she was really lacking in heart. It seems that people can't be greedy at any time, otherwise the ability to judge things will change.

Since this is the case, there is no need to tangle on this issue. Whether you can find this thing in the future depends on your own chance. Sometimes you desperately want to get it, but you can't get it all your life. When you put it down, what should come will come again.

After Zhang Xiaojian wanted to understand, he began to sort out the books that he had turned into a bit disorderly. Just now, because he was in a hurry, he didn't have a close look. At this time, he found a book that was more useful to him. It was actually a book about how to refine magic weapons.

I took it in my hand and studied it carefully for a long time. Then I felt that there were some flaws in my previous work. So I put the book away as if I had got the treasure, and I was ready to study systematically.

After checking the whole stone chamber, it was confirmed that there was no problem. Then he went outside and looked at it. All of a sudden, it turned into a hidden light and disappeared.

Although Zhang Xiaojian didn't feel like a long time below, he had already gone for half a month.

As time goes by, the last few days of the year are left. The new year will be celebrated in another week. Qinglingshan village has already had the taste of the new year.

Every family killed pigs and sheep, red lanterns hung high, everyone's face is filled with a happy smile.

No matter how much harvest this year, no matter how much sad this year, after all, it has become the past, tired, tired, so they all try to run home.

As long as you lie on the hot Kang at home, all the tiredness and heartache will disperse with the wind.

Today is the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, a traditional Chinese New Year.

Firecrackers come one after another. It looks like it's really a year old. On the street, a little girl came along wearing a uniform. It's the kind of uniform issued by No. 1 middle school. Although the quality is not good, it's expensive.

With a smile on her face, the girl said hello to everyone in the village.

”Xiaole, you are back. How are you studying?” Asked an elderly woman.

”Not bad.” Zhang Xiaole accompanied with a smile.

If she had not been waiting for her second brother, she would have come back, but this guy suddenly stopped her waiting. I don't know what it means, so Zhang Xiaole came back by himself.

”Girl, I'm so old. I didn't find one at school.” A woman in her thirties was laughing at Zhang Xiaole.

”Sister in law, I'm not like you, classmates, lovers and confidants.” Zhang Xiaole's mouth is never forgiving.

”You dead girl, how can you talk?” the woman's face turned red and defeated.

Zhang Xiaole's figure disappeared at the end of the village road, and several women gathered together behind her with a look of envy.

”If you look at other people, ah, it's really incomparable.” Said the woman in her thirties.

Several people all looked like the direction of the lunar observatory.

Zhang Xiaole walked over and over, thinking about what happened in this year. It's really amazing.

Next year, I will be admitted to university. If I had been in the past, I would have been worried. I couldn't afford the tuition fees for the first half of the year, but now she is called a little rich woman in the school.

Now, even if her brother doesn't support her, she can't use her own painting money.

Zhang Xiaole was thinking about his worries, and his expression on his face was constantly changing. Unconsciously, he had arrived at the moon watching platform.

”The first lady is back.” Someone began to say hello to Zhang Xiaole.