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Chapter 160 Who knows that bamboo cup white hair is not protected honey?
Two months later, the weather in Fenghua City has turned into the end of summer.

The sun is no longer so obvious.

Autumn is slowly coming.

Ah Jing had already forgotten how Xiang Zhu passed the time before she came here.The existence of Xiangzhu is already a natural thing.

It's just that Ah Jing is still curious - what does Xiang Zhu look like?Why did he look like he was covered in a layer of fog?She still has a lot of questions, and she can observe slowly.

When Xiangzhu saw Ah Jing coming back, he brought back six small obliquely cut porcelain bamboo cups.He nodded slightly, satisfied.

"Let me tell you..." Ah Jing glanced at Xiang Zhu, as if looking at him, and said indifferently, "I really wanted to buy such a cup before, really! Then I saw it today!"

Xiang Zhu's expression was still like a vague mist, but Ah Jing could feel that he was smiling.

"It's amazing!" Ah Jing couldn't help admiring: "I've been passing by that ceramics stand these days... Do you still remember that I told you that there was no one watching there at all, just a small sign , what is written on it: one of the fifteen halos, one of the ten halos...they are all very meaningless, with a lot of dirt on the plates and saucers...it is estimated that no one has bought them for several years Yes, I checked, and the location has not changed! For some reason, today, suddenly several people gathered there, and as soon as I was curious, I joined in the fun!"

"So you bought these bamboo cups?" Xiang Zhu's voice was flat and deep.

"It's really beautiful! Don't you think?" Ah Jing really felt that he had found a treasure, "I was really thinking yesterday if something good would happen to me today, but you see! It's not!"

"It's really special." Xiang Zhu said.

"These six plus one are only twelve dizzy!" Ah Jing described: "I have seen it in several shops in the city during this time, and the style is either not satisfactory, or it is too exaggerated, or it is... ...Hey, anyway, this is really, simply!"

"Do you still remember... Cui Yao?" Xiang Zhu held the small bamboo cup and looked at Ah Jing.

"I know, he is from the Shuling tribe." Ah Jing knew this person, and she also knew that what Xiang Zhu pointed to might have happened earlier, so she asked, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing, I'm just asking." Xiang Zhu was like a doctor, but also like a patient, always existing quietly.

"Cui Yao?" Ah Jing sat down and looked at Xiang Zhu: "Do you mean he has anything to do with me?"

Ah Jing knew that Xiang Zhu was not a chatterbox person, as long as he said or mentioned, they were all very important people and things.

"Well, he is kind to you." Xiang Zhu said, "You just need to remember it. When we meet in the future, you will naturally pay more attention."

"Huh? Come on, I'm also curious. How did he help me before? Was it before I was born?" In Ah Jing's impression, there seems to be no such person as Cui Yao in the memory of this short ten-year life. , what Xiang Zhu was referring to was before she was born!
Ah Jing is getting more and more curious about her story!
Time has passed so long.

For the past two months, Tao Sheng seemed to have disappeared without any news.

Qiansusu also disappeared.

In fact, Tao Sheng did not disappear.

Ever since he heard the news of the collapse of Xiuyan Ruins, Tao Sheng went to a quiet place and thought about it by himself.Think about the future, think about new destinations.

He was originally going to Xiuyan Ruins.

Once this place was destroyed, Tao Sheng lost his destination.To be more precise, he didn't think about his own direction at all...

In the past two months, he has seen some things and some people clearly... Maybe he, Tao Sheng, has found the best "home"?It's just that he has never had a suitable opportunity to see clearly—the true appeal in his secret heart...

No one found out, nor did he himself.

Some things, who knows?
When Ah Jing saw Tao Sheng, Tao Sheng had already made a decision.

"I've heard that a person can choose to become a Spirit Race." Tao Sheng paused and said, "I want to become a Spirit Race."

Ah Jing sighed silently in her heart: the world is really impermanent!It turned out that Tao Sheng admired Xiuyan Ruins so much!Who knew that Xiuyan Ruins would collapse all of a sudden!

"Have you thought it through?" Xiang Zhu looked at Tao Sheng and said.

"I know, as long as I find you, I can become a Spirit Race." Tao Sheng said every word very clearly.

Ah Jing didn't know that Xiang Zhu still had the ability to turn people into spirit races.She looked at Xiang Zhu and didn't do anything, but only said one sentence when she saw him: "You are already."

Tao Sheng's whole body glowed.

"Then which branch of the Spirit Race does he belong to?" Ah Jing asked.

"The guardian spirit clan." Xiang Zhu said: "You also know that after 2000 million years of conservation...the life has matured, and there just happens to be a vacancy in the guardian family."

"Indeed." Ah Jing felt a sense of perfect coincidence.Some things are really intertwined.

People go to the empty lucky weaving house...

Qiao Fan looked at herself in the mirror, she was under a lot of pressure.She has been under so much pressure recently - she has grown white hair!
Qiao Fan never had gray hair!
She was about to cry.

When he saw the clump of white hair... Qiao Fan felt numb for a moment.

She plucked a few dense white hairs behind her left ear, and said to herself, "White hair is a crown, a badge of growth...it's okay."

However, she was still thumping in her heart.

There are many young shopkeepers in the lucky weaving house, all of whom have a lot of white hair on their heads, Qiao Fan has never paid attention to it.

After all, white hair grows on other people's heads, and it has nothing to do with oneself.

But at this time, the consciousness at the bottom of the caisson floated on the surface of memory.

Qing Junhe's white hair appeared in Qiao Fan's mind... Yes, Qing Junhe also has white hair behind his ears!She just reacted.

"It seems that Qing Junhe is much more tired than me? His white hair must be dozens of times that of mine..." Qiao Fan suddenly began to sympathize with her employees.

"Should you be overworked?" Only then did Qiao Fan truly appreciate the difficulty of the work.

Work is like a square piece of iron wrapped with layers of wire.

The white hair let Qiao Fan see something behind "lucky".

She remembered what Mrs. Hua often said: "Don't look for luck where there is no luck."

There is another sentence - "This world is cursed." Qiao Fan forgot where he saw this sentence... Oh, it should be in the book "The Fruit of Sin".

This book is quite popular in the city recently.

Qiao Fan thought about it.

She came to Hua Nuan'er to complain.

"Then where is the real luck?" Mrs. Hua looked at Qiao Fan and said, "It's just a lie to outsiders. Don't really believe it."

"City Lord, you never lie! Those cloths are real! Otherwise, why are there so many repeat customers?" Qiao Fan had plausible words, but she didn't believe it!Everything they manage carefully?All a false disillusionment?

"Lucky...there is no such thing here," Hua Nuan'er said, "maybe...those people will be wrong to think...those cloths have fulfilled some of their wishes...and then?"

"Isn't that all meaningless?" It's not that Qiao Fan didn't notice the tricks in the cloth.She had doubted and recognized it, but she didn't want to admit it in her heart.

"You want to find meaning here?" Hua Nuan'er combed Qiao Fan's smooth hair.

"..." Qiao Fan didn't speak. She seemed to have touched some truth, which frightened her.

"Oh, white hair is nothing!" Hua Nuan'er said with a beaming smile.

"..."

"Don't panic, don't worry." Hua Nuan'er touched Qiao Fan's hair warmly, and said, "Hey, what should I say? Isn't there me? Oh, don't worry, white hair will turn into black hair!"

"Ma'am, can Lucky Weaving House be opened again?" Qiao Fan kept grasping this point.

"Hmm... that's a good question... I don't think there will be any more..." Hua Nuan'er said truthfully.

"I think so too." Qiao Fan didn't resist any more.

"That's right... how can there be any luck on this earth? Thinking about it now, it's just an illusion." Hua Nuan'er said lightly.

"Is it because of the collapse of Xiuyan Ruins?"

"You can say that."

"Then how do you guys explain?"

"There will be better arrangements."

"I feel empty inside."

"Hey! Don't sigh because of this, the fake past is really coming. What should be past will always be past, and you can't keep it."

"Haha, I don't care!" "Anyway, there is a city lord, and I, a small store manager, just follow the arrangements!"

"Yeah, let's Jojo's black hair grow back!"

"How long can this be?"

"Of course!"

"There's a clerk in the shop with a lot of gray hair!"

"That can grow too."

"Really ma'am!"

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Chapter 160 Bamboo Cup, White Hair, Who Knows It’s Not Protection’s Honey?use up
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