Chapter 760 I am the Black Gold Ancient Sword 4

Chapter 760 I am the Black Gold Ancient Sword 4

Zhang Jiudi wrote about the wind and snow on that day for a long time.

I have never seen such a strange snowstorm.

Bypassed them all.

There was a warm glow in Zhang Qilin's eyes like the sun on the snow-capped mountains. His mother came to pick him up.

The old lama looked at the strange snow and wind and thought of Bai Ma.

Gesanhua, your cub is coming to see you.

No, you seem to be a white lotus, it doesn’t matter, it’s all the same.

In the old lama's eyes, they are all flowers.

So on their way up the mountain, the old lama took people to dig Baima, and said, "Don't let it snow all the time, your kid is here."

Be smart and talk more.

The Zhang family is not a warm place, and I don’t know if he has an expressionless face like Zhang Fulin.

You might feel sad if you saw this.

It’s not good for the child to look like the father, but for the Zhang family, the child should look like the father.

Although Zhang Fulin is not smart, he is smarter than the small official.

At least I was raised by my parents.

I don’t know if the little official would cry without his mother.

The young lama listened to the old lama's chattering without saying anything. The old lama was a member of the Zhang family, an ordinary person of the Zhang family. He did not have an unchanging appearance or a long life, but compared to ordinary people, he was longer-lived, healthier, more open-minded and emotional.

They in the snow-capped mountains waited for their arrival day after day.

They were his guests.

He will also have his own distinguished guests.

Someone knocked on the door on a snowy night. The old lama had been waiting for them for a long time.

"Dear guest, you are here."

Sometimes you can recognize a person without words. This child looks like Bai Ma, especially his eyes.

It’s a pity that Bai Ma’s eyes are closed. When his obsession ends, Bai Ma’s soul will return to the world completely.

There is no Bai Ma here anymore.

"I am coming, Master."

Zhang Qilin had waited for this moment for too long, just like Bai Ma had been waiting for him, he was also waiting for Bai Ma.

"Please take a rest first, my dear guest. You can see her tomorrow."

It’s earlier than expected. Are you happy, Baima? Your child has a living heart.

Finally, he no longer had to chisel stones, and his backup plan could be withdrawn.

Zhang Jiuri slept soundly. There was nothing to worry about being with the patriarch.

Zhang Qilin did not sleep. He touched the black gold ancient sword and stayed up all night until dawn.

Inside and outside the door was his mother.

When Zhang Qilin opened the door, the woman on the bed made all his imaginations come true.

His mother.

Zhang Jiuri was on the roof of the Lama Temple, which was very typical of the Zhang family.

The old lama looked at him and wanted to ask about the changes in the Zhang family.

The Zhang family's organizational structure is very interesting. Even if it falls apart, each department is still functioning. Even if there is no successor and no head family, they still operate as before.

Faith is a magical thing.

The Zhang family has very low desires, and the food they eat is raised by the black gold ancient sword.

Now Zhang Jiuri told the old lama some things, which did not need to be concealed at all.

The black gold ancient sword is beside Bai Ma, and her energy is continuously transmitted, allowing the cub's mother to talk to the cub and hug him.

So on the third day, Bai Ma opened her eyes, revealing a pair of extremely clean eyebrows and eyes.

It is deeper and bluer than Fuxian Lake and wider than the sky.

Her voice was hoarse, "Little official."

At this moment, Zhang Qilin's tears were more sincere than his body.

The warm winter sun shone through the snow-capped mountains, through the windows of the Lama temple, and onto the embracing mother and child.

The golden sun also welcomed them.

The wanderer has returned home, Zhaxi is happy.

However, Zhang Jiuri, who was working hard outside, saw the kitchen inventory of the Lama Temple and went to the back mountain to hunt.

This stuff isn't enough to eat.

Any snow rabbit, snow leopard, and sheep are all fine.

Seeing that people around him had some, Zhang Jiuri also took some salt and sugar to exchange.

This stuff is hard currency.

Ensuring the patriarch’s meals is his daily routine.

The patriarch just wants to eat something fresh, not the stars in the sky.

Of course, Zhang Jiuri was even happier when he saw the chicken.

The black gold ancient sword completed the task and turned invisible by itself. She went to Kangbalo to solve the problem of the fake bronze door.

In this way, there will no longer be women being sacrificed.

This is really a sin.

Why not sacrifice a man? Isn't it said that men are precious? But that's not the case now.

The Zhang family.

So reincarnation is a technical job, and the most expensive water in the world is amniotic fluid.

In his mother's last moments, Zhang Qilin received her most earnest advice and the warmest hug. In this life, he is also a child who has his mother's nagging.

Mom, I will write down everything you say in my little notebook.

Before leaving, Bai Ma pinched Xiaoguan's face. She had wanted to do this for a long time. As long as her child lived well, everything would be worth it.

"Xiaoguan, grandma is leaving. You must eat well, sleep well, and take good care of yourself in the days ahead.

If you get hurt, mom will be sad.

When the time comes, grandma will come to pick you up. Before that, you must be happy.

Don't be afraid, Mom is always here."

The day when the snow stopped was the day Bai Ma was buried. Zhang Qilin ate the chicken soup made by Jiuri in front of the tombstone. The chicken soup was a bit salty.

That's his little golden bean.

Zhang Jiuri didn't know how to comfort him. He already had both his parents. According to the Zhang family's custom, he had long been accustomed to their departure, and he would also talk nonsense when he was childish.

When they left, his heart felt so sour and wet.

However, the Zhang family always has to adapt to separation.

The Zhang family doesn’t know how to comfort people.

Is he going to say, "Leader, don't be sad, don't be heartbroken, everyone will die eventually?"

In this case, he felt that the chances of being beaten were greater.

So it’s better for him not to speak at this time.

When the Zhang family members comfort people, they just need to be there with them. If they say one more word, it will mean they will break off the relationship.

Black Gold Ancient Sword: . . . .

No one in the Zhang family knows how to comfort others. They don’t know how normal people comfort others. It’s like they are spitting poison from their mouths.

Or if I knock you out you won't be sad.

If I love you, I have to beat you. This is the popular way of comforting in the Zhang family.

Anyway, even if she was holding a knife, she would still find it incredible and unreasonable.

No matter how difficult the days are, they will pass. After staying in the Lama Temple for a month, they will go home.

At least Zhang Qilin is no longer opposed to the current Zhang family.

Maybe people have seen too many round ones.

He felt something was wrong when he saw the thin Zhang family members.

When passing by, I left some food.

Zhang family: . . . .

What a big dried sheep! Is the patriarch so poor?

So Zhang Qilin got a gold brick.

Here you go, you’re welcome, the poorest patriarch.

But when he saw that face, he couldn't help but look away. It was too round and couldn't fit in his eyes.

So, Chief, can you still get into the tunnel without getting stuck?

Zhang Qilin turned and left. Zhang Jiuri was laughing secretly. The patriarch was being disliked, wuwuwu.

Black gold ancient sword: We are all members of the Zhang family who have no aesthetic sense. It would be great if it were round and smooth.