The Bamboo Garden Group.

"You say that the new Mr. Shen is not a man from whom Mr. Yan has recruited from a person?"The horse, I think it is very likely, let him have some heart.

“I think it is.”White fools.

“I think so too.”The rain thought.

“I don’t know what the conditions are for the long-term inn?”"I also want to be the second child of the Evergreen Inn, but unfortunately I have been taken a step forward."

"I'll ask Mr. Yan."The Malay Road.

“Our future is yours.”He said, "If the Long Life Inn recruits, remember to let me know."

"Don't forget me, Ma."The white rain.

"Don't worry, you'll know first."The Malay said, "But Mr. Yan will not say, and who to recruit, this is Mr. Yan's business, I dare not take charge, nor can I be the Lord."

“Understood.”

“I know.”

Ignorance and white rain.

They just want to know about the long-term inn.

“Mr. Ma, and me.”The princess suddenly bubbling.

“Princess, in your capacity... doesn’t seem to fit?”Malay is somewhat surprised, after all, is the eldest princess of Datang, feel some identity.

“My worldly identity, what is in front of Mr. Yan?”

The eldest princess smiled bitterly and said, "In front of the long-life inn, is not the same as ordinary people?"I'm afraid, the second inn, is not as simple as we think?At the very least, you can often go to the Changsheng Inn, and you can often go to the Changsheng Inn, which means that you can often eat long-lived lettuce...”

Do you eat long-term vegetables often?

At this time, the white rain lingered for a moment, some couldn't believe it: "This, it should be unlikely."

"I think it's unlikely that even the second child of the Evergreen Inn can't eat lettuce."If it is, the gap is too great, "but more than we eat, this should be true."

"Princess, you and Mr. Yan are familiar, or will you ask?"I think Mr. Yan will certainly give you the face.As for my face, I am afraid it is not so good."

Malay thought about it, after all, Mr. Yan lives in the bamboo garden of the eldest princess, it seems that the eldest princess also did a lot of morous things for Mr. Yan, there are always three faces.

“Mr. Ma, look at me.”

The eldest princess said, hesitating and saying, "I can try to ask, as for the result..."

"Wait for the good news."The Malay Way.

...

The Long Life Inn.

Shen Zhibai stood on the steps, quite interested in looking at the night sky, waiting for the second person.

Although what he did was very simple, it was only a dish, but he was very serious and did not dare to be slack.

Not to be half-disregarded.

How heavy is the weight of the second inn, does he not know?Who wants to be able to become?Therefore, he is very appreciative, so solemn, this is his own chance.

Now it is to change the position of the richest man and him, and will not change.

What is the rich in front of life?

If you have to live, why not have wealth?

At this time, Shen Zhibai looked up at the night sky and was full of expectation and hope for immortality.Then he wondered, how the long-term lettuce was made.

Why is there an inn?

Is the mission of the long-life inn really to give the world a lifetime?

After a moment, he left these thoughts, and he just had to do the role of the second.

...

The third floor of the long-term inn, the account room.

On the table, Yan Qingyang did not find the new seven love money, but did not disappoint.

At this time, he stood at the window and looked at the night sky and pondered the relationship between "Fengden in the Valley" and the seal of God, and how can he seal God...

Then think, since the "magic" is not the demon he knows, what is the spirit of the devil?

Where do you go to find the so-called magic?

Even the demons you know, I am afraid that there is no magic in this world.

His eyebrows wrinkled involuntarily.

But now, there is no need to rush to do the two-way long lettuce, he eats the long lettuce every day, has not all lighted the five organs.

The heart is lit up by just a few dozen people.

So I made the food first.

“Ding—”

Suddenly, a crisp voice sounded, as if a copper coin fell in the copper pile.

“Is it seven dollars?”

Yan Qingkang heard turning his head to look at the table, hesitated to come over to find a, and indeed found a seven-morse money, and his heart was slightly happy.

At this time, he opened the "Evergreen Book" and saw more than one more Buddhist dish.

Vegetables: A word of buddha number

“A word of buddha?”

He was surprised and asked, “What does this mean?Is it “Amitabha”?This is the most common troll...”

Although he did not understand, he still bought it first, and knew what it was and what it was doing.

"Wu, ghost, fairy, god, Confucian, demon, Buddha, there have been seven kinds of inheritance of vegetables, now only the demon."And . . .

Yan Qingyang did not quite understand what the fire and lightning represented.

A moment later, he was about to come down from the third floor, and he received a phone call from Xiaobai asking for information.

He didn’t hide it, so he probably said it.

"Brother, I also want to be the second child of the Long Life Inn."Little Bai is envious, after all, you can often go to the Changsheng Inn, you can often eat long lettuce ah.

Long-leaf vegetables for the fate of the people, some fatal temptation - confusion, even if it is a small white, can not refuse.

"If you have a chance, don't worry."

Yan Qingkong smiled, as for the location of the long-lived inn cook, he would like to leave it to his father, after all, his father is the chef, should be better to start.

But now, his parents have not yet become the relatives of the long-life inn, and they do not know when to wait.

But he was in a hurry, he could only wait.

“I don’t know if there is such an invitation?”

Yan Qingyang was curious to think that it was the kind of invitation that had not eaten a pie, but could directly enter the Changsheng Inn.

He thought about it and went downstairs to the steps.

“Sir.”

Shen Zhibai stood up immediately.

Yan Qingkong smiled and said, "Don't be polite, it's all from my family, call me Qingqian."

He smiled and sat down.

“Is there some disappointment?”Yan Qingyang poured a cup of tea ceremony, "is different from the imagination?"Too much of a meaning?”

“No.”

Shen Zhibai shook his head and said, “This is a very meaningful thing to see for yourself.”

“Indeed, we can witness the long life.”Yan Qingyang nodded and said, “Perhaps soon, there will be a demonic god Buddha?”If it were you, would you choose to be a fairy?The demon?become a Buddha?Or become a god?”

Who will he be on this long road?

...