Actually...so...

Disciple...

I didn’t think of the smoldering of the smoldering. The sorghum that was indifferent to this person’s ghost would be the teacher of Chu’s late life. I couldn’t say anything at the moment.

On the contrary, the teacher responded quickly. He immediately made a solemn gift and said: "I didn't think that the master had this trace with the first division. The younger generation had seen the sinner."

The master of guilty crimes said: "The ancestors do not have to say that Chu Xi Ning has already been expelled from the poor by the poor."

"Ah!" The teacher was slightly surprised, but he was surprised. "This..." He was cautious, though he was very surprised, but he saw that the master of the crime of guilty was thin and sorrowful, and he knew that people did not want to mention more, so he Did not ask any more.

But the mind of ink burning is not here, his heart is like a fire, and he is anxious: "Master, you only said that you are coming for the teacher, then you...you have a way to let the master return to the soul?! ”

"A burning..."

"Do you have a way to let him return to the soul! You don't want to marry me! Are you...is it..." He was so excited, and he was tired all the time. He was dizzy for a while, half a sentence squatting in his throat. I can’t say it anymore, but my eyes are red.

The master of guilty sighed: "Mr. Shi’s cherished his own importance, yes, the old man did come for this."

The burning face was pale and like a piece of paper. He smelled a layer of blood. He looked straight at the master of sin, his lips were white and shivering for a moment, and he said: "You... you can... seriously... ”

“The old lady’s late night visit is not always to tease the two donors.”

What the ink burns wants to say, the throat is agitated, but only hoarse and choked.

Silence for a long time, the master of guilty sin: "The technique of rebirth, change the life against the sky, extremely hard, if the old man owes a lot of Chu Zongshi, it will not be rash. Visiting the dead and the sorrow is also a lot of thoughts." Make a choice."

"Reversely change your life...?" The smoldering muttered, chewing these four words between the lips and teeth, and then stunned, "Reversely change the life... Like me, the wicked, have the opportunity to change their lives." How can he be a good person like him?"

At this time, he was almost half-mad, so he said that he had changed his life from the sky. Fortunately, his words were vague, and no one heard that he had the meaning of "self-rebirth".

Shi Shudao said: "Since the ancestors, since it is a change of life, and the technique of rebirth is a forbidden surgery, it is very difficult to display it. It may not be successful... right?"

"Not bad." He said, "This technique involves not only the operator and the deceased, but also the individual, to find the soul of the dead. It is difficult to be born again. If you are not careful, it will be ruined. The soul flies."

Teacher: "..."

"So the old man came here, and the other people don't need to be disturbed. They only ask the three disciples of Chu Zongshi. If you are not willing to go through the fire for him, and if you are exposed to this risk, then even if the old man starts the rebirth, Chu Yuning is not going back. Come."

In fact, before the guilty of sin has not been said before, the smoldering has already guessed the eighty-nine.

The reason why the three bans are forbidden is that you need to sacrifice something that is not needed for ordinary spells, and take the risk of taking some unusual spells.

He has long been clear in his heart. In the past, he could not kill his own life for the sake of his teacher. In this life, he would not hesitate to report his lateness.

The smoldering is intentional, but in the last life, he never gave up his heart and gave him a little bit of a late night.

Under the candlelight, he looked at the face of the master of guilty sins and said: "The master does not have to ask Xue Meng anymore. The master will die because of me. This matter does not have to involve others. If there is any danger in the operation, the ink will be burned. Force to bear."

"A burning..." the teacher murmured, and then turned to ask for sin. "The teacher and the ancestors are heavy, I don't know what the so-called disaster, what would it be?"

I am guilty: "Although the Mohist is willing to bear it, the first step in this technique is that the more people are willing to dedicate themselves, the easier it is to succeed. Still waiting for Xue Shizhu, the old man will tell you clearly. Well, when Dad was on the mountain, he was already going to invite him."

He paused and smiled at the teacher.

"In addition, remember that if you want to call the old man a teacher, you have already said that the old man is no longer in the position of the master of Chuzong."

At the moment, the ink burned down a little, and asked: "Why did the masters go out of my way?"

The teacher said without words: "A burning..."

"It's no problem, it's something that can't be said." Sigh with sighs. "When the barren is young, I have been taken care of by the benefactors. However, the benefactors are short-lived, and in a big robbery, the souls of the others are lost. In the past 100 years, the poor are thinking. This is still uneasy. Therefore, there is a commandment under my door. The most important one is that the disciple must concentrate on spiritual practice.

The ink burned for a long while and said: "The teacher can't do it."

"Yeah." He smiled bitterly. "My little singer, and my kindness, a temper. He grew up in the temple to young age, and the world is not deep and the talent is extremely high. He could have been repaired to the ascent. It was only the weak crown that year. He went to the mountain to collect the ore and happened to bump into the refugees who had taken refuge..."

The teacher sighed: "If this is the case, the Master will not stand by."

Nostalgia for nostalgia: "But instead of watching, after setting up the refugees, I left the mountain without permission and went to the lower circle to see."

"..."

At that time, the dying of life and death was just beginning to open the mountain. The Xiu Xiu boundary was far more chaotic than this moment. Chu night would rather see what I don’t have to say.

"After returning, he told me that I want to finish the repairs for the time being, and go to the red dust to help the wounded."

The teacher asked: "Are you promised?"

"No."

"..."

"He was only fifteen years old at the time, his nature was pure, his temper was fierce, and it was very easy for people to lie. How can I promise that he would go out of the mountain without authorization? Moreover, although he was repaired as high, his constitution was weak, and the world was sinister. The master is like a cloud, and being poor as his master is really unreliable."

Ink ignited: "But he still didn't listen to you in the end."

"Yes, after he heard it, he had a big fight with me. It is said that the suffering of the world is in front of him. Why does the master sit taller and close his eyes?"

"Ah!" The teacher was shocked.

This is even if other people are guilty of sin, it is also extremely mean, let alone Chu Ning was his close disciple, it is simply a big mistake.

I feel a little guilty, but there is some sadness in my eyebrows. "In the midst of poverty, the mood was not empty. When I was angry, I said to the little ones, you can’t do it yourself, how can you treat people?"

"What did the Master say?" asked the teacher.

"I don't know how to spend, how to spend myself."

As soon as this statement came out, the hall was quiet.

Because these eight words are not from the mouth of sin, but the smoldering light. Hearing that he suddenly said the sentence that Chu Yuning had said in the past, the master of guilty sinful eyes, silently looking at the young man in front of him, only a long sigh.

"He still teaches you this way? He... Hey, he really is... no change, no regrets."

The guilty conscience is complicated, but the ink is not much quieter than him.

It should be noted that he had always sneered at the eight words of Chu Yuning, and felt that it was a false morality and a big talk. But now I can say it again, but I feel like I’m burning and suffering.

After a long time, the voice of guilty sin was re-emerged in the Dan Heart Hall.

"Speaking of it, on the same day, I was also mad, and I said to him, if he is stubborn and stepped out of the temple door, I will end up with his master and apprentice." He paused and seemed to be past. He stunned his throat, wanted to elaborate, and didn't want to talk about it. After hesitating, he shook his head.

"Now you are also clear, Chu Xi Ning finally broke off the righteousness. Over the years, I have been different from him. Although I am in this red dust, I never see each other again."

The teacher said: "This is not a teacher... This is not the fault of the master."

I am guilty of sin: "Yes, right and wrong, it is Yefiye. This is not something that can easily be taught. But Chu Yuening and I have a teacher and a teacher. He is poor and smells that he died in the **** battle on the eve, remembering the past. I can't be jealous day and night. So I want to come here, do my best, try my luck and see if I can save my master's life-"

"Dangdang."

The lacquer carving door was pushed hard.

Xue Meng is outside, I don’t know when it came, but he has heard the most important sentences thoroughly. He only heard that the master of sin has come. He doesn’t know what the old monk is going to do, so he only Holding a pot of Chinese medicine, I slowly walked over while drinking.

At this point, he heard the words of guilty, the utensils in his hand had been smashed, and the hot soup was splashed.

Phoenix did not feel hot, lost the voice: "Save back? Save it back? Master can still - can come back?!"

He rushed into the house and succumbed to sin.

"Vulture, what are you talking about? Are you kidding?"

The teacher is busy: "Lord, he is..."

"No... It’s me who is out of order. It’s my state of disobedience.” Xue Meng didn’t know that the person in front of him was the teacher of Chu’s late life, but he thought that this person was coming to save the teacher’s life, and he hurriedly loosened his hand. “Master, as long as you Can let the master respect. If there is a need in the future, Xue Meng goes to the fire, and he will die. Just ask you... just ask you not to marry me."

I am guilty: "There is no need for Xue Shizhu. If you visit in the middle of the night, it will be a special trip for your master."

He turned his face and smashed the moonlight outside the window: "The hour is almost the same. Since the three small donors have come together, it will be poor, and you will elaborate on the method of rebirth, and it is difficult." ”

The teacher said: "The master of the cut is clear."

Xue Meng was anxious: "There is nothing to talk about! Save people! Save people first!"

I am guilty of sin: "Xue Shi is anxious, but you need to know that if there is a difference in the pool, but the main loss of life, I am afraid that the soul of the night will be overflowing. When the six reincarnations can not enter, can you bear it?"

"I..." Xue Mengqi's time rose to his face, and he tightened his sleeves. After a while, he slowly loosened and said, "Okay, I heard the master say it..."

In the sin of crime, three white silk lamps were taken out from the storage sac. The silk lamp was fused with fine gold thread, and the center was embroidered with a plethora of scented lines with thirteen colored silk threads. The spider's net, to catch the soul who left.

"This is the soul-collecting lamp." The master of guilty guilty gave three silk bags to three young people. "Get this, and if you are poor, then you must remember."

The ink burned the lantern and held it in his hand.

"There are three souls and seven souls. The three souls are the soul of the earth, the soul of the soul, and the soul of the soul. After the death, the three souls fall into the yellow spring, and each is separated. This is clear to you, but after the death, every soul goes where, I guess You don't know."

The teacher said: "Please also tell the master."

"The soul of the earth, the soul of the soul into the government, the soul remains in the body. The first seven souls of the mortal world, in fact, can reunite with the sun and the soul, but only the soul of the soul. People come back, often have a wish However, when it is a wish, it will be combined with the remaining souls in the body, and then return to the land, reunite the soul, waiting for reincarnation. Many people know half of the solution, seeking the method of rebirth, but the last resort is only Half a skeleton, the nature will soon dissipate."

After the death of the former teacher, the ink has also tried to seduce the soul. However, as the guilty words are said, only the thin shadow of the man in the shadow of the moon is instantly turned into a little bit of fire.

The ink burned and muttered: "This is actually the case..."

I am guilty: "The soul of Chu Yuning is still in his body. The donors don't have to worry about it. It is important to find his soul and soul."

Xue Meng was busy asking: "How to find?"

I am guilty: "Use this to illuminate the light. This light can only be illuminated by the spiritual power. After you infuse each of the spiritual streams, take it to the death of the dead. If the night is not resisting the three donors, this is not the case." The light of the Spiritual Light can reveal his soul."

The ink burned the words, and it was a cold heart: "Where, if the Master does not want to see us?"

"This is the first difficulty, and why the more people are willing to find him, the easier it is to succeed. It is necessary to know that if he is unintentional, he will decide to go." He can't take care of his figure. Therefore, if you want to display the technique of rebirth, you will be indispensable. If you go to find someone, the dead will not fall in love, and you will not return to the red dust. No one can force it."

"..." The ink can't help but clench the soul lamp in his hand.

Xue Meng hurriedly said: "The teacher is the most distressed of us, how can I not want to come back? Master, after using this soul-light to find the master, how to do it?"

"After finding the soul, you need to go to a place."

"Where?" Xue Meng asked.

"Ground house."

None of the three people thought that they would really go to the government, and they were shocked.

The teacher slammed "ah" with a sigh of relief, and asked in a low voice. "How can a living person go to hell?"

"This is my own way, the donor does not have to worry."

I was guilty of sin and looked at him and continued: "But the three of you, no matter who first found the soul of Chu Yuning, must be eagerly looking forward to returning to Yang, wishing for it. Bilu, down to Huangquan. If the mind is not determined, the soul of the night will be scattered, and no longer can be gathered."

Teacher: "This..."

Xue Mengdao: "The teacher respects me and is very important. Even if I want to go to **** in the hell, I have nothing to say."

"...Shi Zun died because of me." The ink burned his eyes and said, "I owe him a lot, and there is nothing to say."

I am guilty: "Okay. Then you will remember that after the first person was found by the first person, the other people could not see him again even if they went. And the person who found him needs It is necessary to ensure that the soul-lighting lights are not extinguished before the dawn, and have been following his soul."

Xue Mengdao: "How difficult is this?"

"Difficult." He said, "After the separation of the three souls, each soul will often lose something. It may be hearing, it may be the mind, it may be the memory... In short, if the luck is not good, the master you see is not I will listen to you so easily, and I have to think about him."

Xue Meng: "..."

The ink is burning in the heart, and it is very uneasy: "... want to marry him? But what if you say something wrong? It is hard to guess his mind when he is a human being, not to be a ghost."

He was originally a sincere concern. Xue Meng and him did not stay for a long time. He thought that the smoldering was ridiculing Chu and later, so he glared at him and then turned his head and said: "What is difficult, anyway, clearly, no Let the Master leave the Spirit Light around."

The teacher asked: "After the dawn?"

"After dawn, the soul of Chu Xiening will float into the soul-lighting. At that time, the barren will prepare the bamboo poles and wait for the two at the bridge. It is located at the entrance of the ghost town, and the water flowing under the bridge is just connected with Huang Quan. The bamboo raft will carry the person who has found the remnant soul and go to the ghost world."

Xue Meng: "Sit on the bamboo to go to the ghost world?"

The teacher asked: "Can only go alone? Can anyone else help me?"

"No, so whoever found the soul of Chu Yuning, whoever is going to go into the ghost world to find his soul. If the person is half-way, or retreating, the soul of Chu-night will be swallowed up by the soul-sounding light. It is no longer possible to reincarnate."

Xue Meng was shocked and almost immediately turned to the ink and said: "You don't go, I believe you!"

The ink burned silently, only he questioned it and did not go to dispute.

The teacher saw him and advised: "The Lord, Ah, he is not the kind of person who escapes, you..."

"Not what?!" Xue Meng Li said. "He has killed the Master once. Why do I believe that he will not kill Master for the second time? He is a god!"

The teacher whispered: "The master is still here, how can you say that?"

"How can I not say it? Isn't it? How many times the teacher is injured because of him! Every time he is there, there is no good thing." Xue Meng said, his eyes were red, his lips were groaning and his hair was shining. Shaking, suddenly there is some out of control, reaching out to smother the light of the soul in the hand, "Give me the light, don't look for the teacher to look up."

"..."

"give me!"

Xue Meng squatted, and the ink burned without paying back. For the first time in his life, Xue Meng said it was right.

In front of the ghost ceremonies, Jin Chengchi Lake bottom is also good, which time Chu nightning is not because of his injury, how many scars on the body of Chu Xiaoning, is left for him?

God.

Ah……

Yes, that’s right.

Even so, even if he knows that he is a master, even if he knows that he is not worthy to ask the teacher to return from Huang Quan, he still does not want to put down the light of the soul in his hands, so stubbornly, holding the pale lantern. By Xue Meng retorted himself and tore himself. The back of the hand was caught with blood marks, still holding his head down and not moving.

In the end, Xue Meng gasped and finally let go of him, his eyes reddened: "Ink rain, when do you want to harm him..."

The ink burned did not go to see him, just lowered his head and looked at the empty lights, silent.

When he was silent and everyone thought he would not answer again, he suddenly said softly: "I want to take him home."

His voice is too low.

Being shackled and shy is so low, so humble.

So Xue Meng didn't hear it at first. After a while, he suddenly realized what the ink burned. He sneered at the "hehe".

"You take him home?"

"..." The ink burns and closes the eyes.

Xue Meng smashed out, and every word was torn apart between the teeth: "How do you have a face?"

"Little Lord--"

"Don't pull me, let go!" Xue Meng violently pulled the sleeve out of the teacher's hand, his eyes flashed with sorrow and resentment. He stared at the ink and hoarse, "How do you match?"

The ink-burning hand seemed to tremble slightly, and his eyelashes hang down.

At that moment, suddenly a subtle illusion was born, as if Chu Ning was still alive, Chu will rather say the next moment: "Xue Meng, don't mess around."

It turned out that he has been sheltering himself from the wind.

It was his own temptation to think that it was justified.

I don’t know what to say, just holding the soul-light, like holding the last straw.

He lowered his head and repeated: "I want to take him home."

"Do you only say this sentence, you! I see you -"

"Okay, Xue Shizhu."

The master of guilty crime finally couldn’t stand it anymore. He sighed and said, “The ink donor has the heart, and you let him do it. If it’s really embarrassing, then it’s not too late. Now there’s no fixed number, why should Xue Shizhu be aggressive. ”

Xue Mengyu calmed his face, wanted to say something, and finally looked at the face of guilty, and held back.

I have to bear the burden and drop another sentence.

"If the Master is awkward, I will kill you to sacrifice him."

Sigh with sighs: "The grievances of the two donors, count again in the future, there is not much time, and it is important to find people."

Ink burning: "Please also cast a master spell."

"The spell of the soul of the soul has been applied." When the sin sees the ink, it will pour into the spirit of the soul light, raising his hand to stop him, "the donor is slow."

Xue Meng hurriedly said: "What else?"

"The poor want to say it again, if someone finds the soul of the late night, then the person has no way to retreat, and must go to the land. Although the poor will lay a curse on that person, but the living person will enter the dead. The land is extremely dangerous. After a little carelessness, I am afraid that it will be difficult to survive." The master of crimes looked at the faces of the three people in a meaningful way.

"The so-called sinister, is not an empty talk. It may not be difficult to find the soul of the late night in the land, but it is difficult to go to **** alone, facing the unknown. If luck is good, the soul will soon find it, if luck is not Ok, if something goes wrong, it will..."

"Is it going to die?" asked the teacher.

"Death is light, I am afraid that when the time is late, the Ning is good, the donor is good, it will be smouldering, and there will be no reincarnation."

I am guilty: "So, if the three donors hesitate, they will return this soul lamp to me. There is no one in this world who is sure to pay for death, and it is not a shame to pledge. ,You still have time."

"I don't regret it." Xue Meng is the youngest and most enthusiasm, and he is even more passionate. He immediately said, "Whoever regrets his grandson."

But after all, he didn't understand the smoldering. His cousin was not the same as him. Perhaps it was because of the humiliation of the small, the burning love and hate was ground into sharp fingers, if anyone If he hurts him, he will dig the man's intestines, but if someone treats him well, even if he only has a little bit of affection, he will never forget.

The ink burned his eyes and Xue Meng, and he looked back and sinned: "I don't regret it either."

Nostalgia for nostalgia, and then said: "Well, after the ghost world, find his lost 'land soul' as soon as possible. When the soul and soul of the soul merge into the light, the soul light will light up. Yangzhi Road. The next thing, it will be good to be old."

He seems to be fairly easy to say, but everyone knows this series of things, every link is very easy to change, extremely sinister, especially after the land, if you can not find the soul of the late night, or because of the soul Without a mind or a memory, if you don't want to be integrated, then those who are afraid of looking for him will have to pay for it.

Therefore, before the three people lit up the soul-lighting lights, they finally asked them again.

"If the light is on, there will be no more time to turn back. This is not a child's play. If you ask me poorly, can you have remorse?"

Three people answered: "No regrets."

"Well...good..." The crime of slowly opening a smile, half bitter, half is gratifying, "Chu Ning, you, you are better than my teacher..."

He silently cursed the curse, the soul lamp flickered twice and faintly lit up, only to see the lantern in the hands of Xue Meng, burning almost two red flames at the same time, immersing the white silk lantern in red. After a while, the lamp of the division’s men’s hand was also faintly lit, and the light of the watery stream was blue.

"Go."

I am guilty.

"The success or failure, whether it returns or not, is visible tonight, if it is not tonight... that... oh..."

The smoldering thought of Chu’s good life before his death, his heart faintly hurts, but he couldn’t bear to listen to his sins and said: “The master does not have to say much, I am squatting, crawling, liver and brain, and also the teacher. Respect to bring back to the world."

As long as he is willing.

As long as... he is willing to come back with me.

The three radiances were separated from the Danxin Temple, and soon they were swallowed up by the vast nights, and disappeared.

The author has something to say: Today, there are so many people in the hospital, I will be home at 6 o'clock in the evening, and my face will be...

It’s often a couple of hours to comment back recently, and I’m busy with work, so sometimes I can’t come back. Please don’t feel that I’m perfunctory, hehe.

In addition, when I reply, some things can't be said, so it will be very difficult to return. I just want to say one sentence. Although I have limited level, I still don't want to write silly white sweet text, so the process seems to be a bit painful. I am so sorry 23333

In short, some of the truths in this article are buried very deeply. Some characters also wear more than one mask. When everyone thinks that "thickness, the true face of this little rabbit's nephew has finally come out," he may have revealed it. Two masks. Therefore, I hope that all of your friends will have the patience to wait for each character to wash off the oil on their faces, revealing the final appearance of each person and restoring every secret~

Then at the end of the year, if there is a time when I didn't comment back, it should be that I am really busy but TT or that I wrote a key turning point in the following text, I am afraid that I will be emotionally infected in the comment area, so I will not do it at that time. Reply, please bear with me! thank!

The second thing is yesterday, the comment area seems to have a cold wood to understand why the dog still likes the teacher. it's actually really easy.

First, the death of the Master has nothing to do with the teacher.

Second, the dog only knows how to treat himself, and I don’t know that the teacher respects himself.

Third, no matter how the teacher is actually, at least the dog does not feel that he has any changes.

Think carefully, with his people, in the case of maintaining the above three conditions, he will have doubts about the feelings of the teacher? The answer is obviously no.

If this is handled as a dog because the master is dead and falls in love with the master, then the character is completely collapsed and becomes a character who loves whoever dies. What is the dog's heart? It is a sorrow and regret, it is a late respect and love, anything can be there, but there will be no love at this stage.

In other words, his love for the teacher can not be awakened because of the death of the master. If so, who is not dead for him, will he love who? That is actually an insult to the teacher.

The dog is obsessed with thinking that he likes the teacher. How can he understand that he is not in love with the teacher when there is no change in the teacher's school and there is no other reference?

The variables brought about by the death of Master will affect his three views and future actions, and will make him regard the Master as the closest person, but will not let him think of love. At this moment, he feels that his life’s house arrests and other things are extremely disgusting. Therefore, at this time, he wants him to associate the teacher with love and love. He is not willing to, without knowing the true love of the teacher.肖 肖 肖 肖 肖 肖 肖 肖 肖 肖 肖 肖 肖 肖 肖 肖 肖 肖 肖 肖 肖 肖 肖 肖 肖 肖 肖 肖 肖 肖 肖 肖 肖

In addition, think again, Shizun died for him, the truth of the previous life was unveiled. What is the biggest stimulus for the parties at this time? It’s my own **** that I misunderstood a good teacher who treats myself with sincerity. The protagonist should fall into a kind of extreme confusion and collapse in the brain. The only thing that can be clearly realized is “I actually did this kind of thing”. “I am fucking. It’s just fried.” “The teacher’s deity is really good for me. It’s my fault that I’m misunderstood him.” “I’ve done something bad in my previous life.”

He won't think at this time, "Why should the Master save me? Then he must like me, love me, love me, so save me." - Impossible, if he thinks this way, this brain circuit is very clear. Odd, that should be the point of narcissism.

In the case of the new mourning of the teacher, the three views are broken, and the self-blame can not be pulled out, how can he think of love so easily, whether the teacher respects him or not, and Xiao thinks that "Master died for me, it must be Because I secretly love me, I only want to think that "Master is dead for me, he is the best master, I am sorry for him."

As for the teacher and the teacher, it will not, the teacher has done a good job of standing outside the contradictory vortex in this matter, no matter how it is seen from the perspective of God, the death of the teacher in the text is not directly or indirectly with him. The relationship, this matter can not be affected by him, in other words, the ink is burning now and then regret it, it is the matter of him and Chu nightning, and does not involve the third person.

"Because the master is dead, the ink burns and suddenly finds that he loves the master, and he wants to wave with the teacher." This is simply poisonous == hahahaha. If this is done, it is entirely from the perspective of God. Write a character, the role is no longer a self, but a shackle of standing outside the acting.

So I know that some of my friends are very angry, but I also have a way to do it. Respecting readers and comments is very important, but respecting the role is the first thing that people in the codeword should do. QAQ Sorry, sorry.

Today's ink rain, his other ideas have been broken, but his love concept still needs a blow.

This is the reaction that I try to stand in the direction of the ink rain, so that this explanation can not satisfy all the small partners, but ... the explanation is still to explain, snoring.

patient! patient! patient!

This article is full of face!

How many people stood up for crimes and masters yesterday? Was beaten 23333333, guilty is the poorest person who is the easiest to guess and reverses the lead of the full-text card, and the row of the protagonist's supporting column, each person has more than one card in his hand, waiting for Hit hahahaha

Ok, I’m done... Thanks to the old aunt’s broken scorpion, quietly sneak away and continue to go to the code.