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It's still the ruins, but it's much more lively than yesterday.

A lot of young people with bare arms are struggling on the ruins, with sledgehammers flying up and down.

This is the steel bar in the cement. If you smash 900 kilograms of cement a day, you can buy 100 yuan of cement.

It seems that the pay and return are out of proportion, but they are already satisfied.

Although it's a little bitter, after two years of saving, you can go back to your hometown and marry a beautiful wife to warm the quilt. It's worth it to be hard and tired again.

Zhang Xiaojian and xiaodongzi walked on the ruins, with jingling noise everywhere and dust flying everywhere, which made xiaodongzi feel embarrassed.

Secretly looked at Zhang Xiaojian, originally thought this rich man would be very annoying, but looked for a long time. But there's nothing wrong with this rich man's face? Does this make the little boy a little confused?

Zhang Xiaojian felt a little sour in her heart, if there was no adventure. I'm afraid he's still struggling on the death line. He's too tired to save money every day.

Life, life, is a particularly heavy topic, struggle, suffering, when is the end, no one knows.

From the beginning of birth, people blindly move forward, like a fly without a goal. They will never know where they will die

"Here we are," Xiao Dongzi stopped at a place that can be called a house, and looked at Zhang Xiaojian with some embarrassment.

Zhang Xiaojian gently opened the door, although the room is dark, but can see clearly.

There was a bed in the corner, on which lay an old man.

There is a piece of paper on the bed, which is actually a calligraphy work.

Writing is very good, but can be seen, slightly immature.

Long wind and waves will sometimes, straight cloud sail Jicang sea. Li Bai's poems, I can't imagine that he can write poems in such an environment.

"What I wrote was handed over to me by Lao Budie." When xiaodongzi talks, some pride, but Zhang Xiaojian feels a burst of sour in his heart?

"Here you are." At this time, Lao Budie said a word, which interrupted Zhang Xiaojian's emotion.

"Old man, did you call me here?" Asked Zhang Xiaojian?

"Did you bring the money?" Lao Bu die asked?

"Yes." Zhang Xiaojian said?

"Give the money to that kid and make him a jerk." Old Budie said.

Zhang Xiaojian was stunned, and xiaodongzi was also stunned. He asked, "how can you do if I'm gone?"

"Can I help you look at it?" Zhang Xiaojian looked at the poor old immortal and asked.

No one answered him. I didn't know if he didn't believe it or something else.

Zhang Xiaojian stretched out a hand and gently put it on the old man's wrist.

A cold air from the body passed over, let Zhang Xiaojian frown.

His eyes fell on the broken quilt on his body, understood 89, no wonder it was so hot, he also covered the quilt.

Zhang Xiaojian smiles and reaches for her hand. She takes out a delicate jade bottle from somewhere. She pours two pills out of it and puts them directly into the mouth of the old man. Then she puts her hand on his wrist. Under the operation of the spiritual power, she helps the old immortal absorb the power of the elixir.

Small East son in the side quietly watching, big eyes flicker, feel everything is dreaming.

After about half an hour, Zhang Xiaojian stopped and said, "try to sit up and see how it goes."

Small East son's mouth long boss, full of disbelief.

Old undead struggled for a long time, and finally sat up from the bed. The muddy tears in his eyes suddenly turned to flow out.

There was almost no meat in the hand, only bones left. Zhang Xiaojian felt the tenacity of vitality at that moment.

The quilt was opened, and Lao Budie tried to move his legs for a while, but he really moved.

Although some do not listen to the command, but it is really active.

"Gods, fairies." The voice of Lao Budie was shaking.

Zhang Xiaojian looked at him and didn't speak. He handed him 50000 yuan to xiaodongzi.

Small East son hesitated for a moment, quickly took it on the body, and then helped the old undead to walk out of the room.

Half an hour later, Lao Budie was able to move freely. He sat on a stone in the ruins and ate meat buns.

In the middle of the meal, she took out a piece of black food from her arms and threw it to Zhang Xiaojian. She did not speak and continued to eat steamed stuffed buns.

Zhang Xiaojian called up the thing from the ground, and her eyes lit up because there were three characters written on it, xuanming island.

It's a map. It's not paper, but sheepskin. It looks like some years ago. I don't know how the old immortal got it.

The map was very clear, but Zhang Xiaojian couldn't believe it.

"Is there any smoke?" The old man is full, and looks like Zhang Xiaojian.

Zhang Xiaojian threw one to the old undead, and lit one himself."It's very simple. I found this map by accident. I thought there would be treasures on it, so I went there. Who knows, I met a man. The originally good sea suddenly froze, and the boat capsized. The man didn't know whether he was alive or dead. When I got to the shore, it was like this." The old man gave a bitter smile.

Zhang Xiaojian frowned.

"If you're going to explore and take treasure, I'll forget it. After all, life is more important than anything. You don't look like a person short of money." Old Budie said.

"Yes, I think you'd better not go. If I hadn't saved him, he would have died." Little Dongzi chimed in.

Zhang Xiaojian laughed, waved her hand, and said, "I'll send you to a place where you can't go."

"You don't want to kill people, do you?" Lao Budie became nervous.

Zhang Xiaojian did not speak. Is old undead more certain?

"You don't want to kill him. He's a good boy. He won't say anything. If I die, I'll die. It's useless." Old Budie said.

"Have you heard of the city of liberty?" Asked Zhang Xiaojian.

Two people shake their heads to show they don't know.

Zhang Xiaojian almost burst into tears. They don't even know where the world knows.

It seems that the propaganda is not enough. Zhang Xiaojian blames herself.

"I'm going to send him to school and you to retirement. What do you think?" Zhang Xiaojian said.

"If there is nothing to pay attention to, it is either adultery or theft." Xiaodongzi didn't believe it.

"How can you believe me." Asked Zhang Xiaojian.

Lao Bu died, but he didn't speak because he felt that he had nothing to think about except the map.

It seems that what this man said is true. That's all he can judge now.

Xiaodongzi has long been old enough to go to school. If there is a place for him to go to school, it is also his fate.

"Fifty thousand dollars, do you want to take it back, if you send him to school." Old don't care about everything.

Zhang Xiaojian smiles, tears of laughter come out.