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Chapter 122 seeking the True Sutra
As soon as entered the canyon as deep as the sea, was a passer-by from then on.
I don't know how long fought in the canyon, but it was not until it was getting dark that Lingping looked up and looked at the wall clock on the wall.
It's almost seven o'clock.
After touching the growling belly, Lingping turned off the game and opened the takeout software.
He ordered Rice with Beef as usual.
Then searched the midnight snack restaurant last night and found that it could not be found on the takeaway software.
He clicked on the search software to search for the name 'Xiaoke Seafood'. As a result, there was no trace of the midnight snack restaurant on all the web pages.
"it seems that something really happened to this takeout shop!" He sighed: "it's not easy to find a delicious midnight snack restaurant, but it's gone.". What a pity! "
His tongue is very tricky!
This can be seen from the fact that he only eats regular breakfast restaurants and regular takeout restaurants.
Food, in front of his tongue, is almost impossible to hide!
Even if there is only a peculiar smell, his tongue can taste it keenly.
His tongue even tasted the pickled meat during processing.
Fresh or not fresh, you can taste it in one bite.
He can even taste the origin of meat!
It's a natural chef's tongue!
Therefore, his cooking skill is also impeccable!
However, Ling Ping is too salty fish, but as long as he can order takeout that suits his taste, he won't do it himself.
Just like he will never go out shopping as long as he can make do with it.
If the clothes are dirty, throw them at the laundry.
Online shopping without shower gel and shampoo.
Get a haircut every three months and have a physical examination every six months.
I may not go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables once a year.
The good news is that there is little dust in the kitchen because the nearby industrial park has gradually moved out.
And because the climate of Jiangcheng is relatively dry, the rice and oil bought for the New year's Eve dinner are still clean.
Turn on the TV casually, it's time for the news again.
"since the beginning of summer, typhoons have hit the interior of many South Asian countries one after another!" The announcer's voice came from the TV, which showed an inland area hit by a typhoon.
A large number of houses were blown down by the strong wind.
Countless buildings were soaked in the flood.
The helpless victims are full of melancholy.
"at the request of the Kingdom of Luzon, the Republic of Lanfang, the Kingdom of Sanfoqi and the Kingdom of Jiaozhi, the Federal Imperial Natural disaster Relief Force will begin to provide the necessary technical support and personnel guidance to the local disaster areas!"
"at the same time, the cabinet center of the Federal Empire will hold a cabinet meeting tomorrow to discuss and vote on the resolution on sending troops to assist the affected countries!"
Ling Ping an watched the news and sighed silently.
To be honest, if he hadn't been watching the news, he would have almost forgotten that there are so many neighboring countries in Nanyang.
These small countries, like pearls, are connected in the Nanyang region.
A long time ago, the country in the region was the tributary state and vassal state of the ancient federal empire.
Before and after the founding of the Federal Empire, the area was occupied and infiltrated by the Qin colonists one after another.
After the establishment of the federal empire, of course, such violations of benevolence, righteousness and morality cannot be allowed to continue.
Therefore, with the support of Taizu and Taizong of the Federal Empire, the Nanyang countries won their independence one after another.
Then they became members of the federal imperial economic circle.
Generally speaking, they have no sense of existence.
Because they are too small, they are basically exporters of agricultural products or raw materials.
It is only when there is a natural disaster that it appears in the sight of the federal people when assistance is needed.
After all, unlike Fusang and Silla, they themselves have long-term and close contacts with the Federal Empire, much less like these two countries, which have to promote a referendum on entry into China every now and then, and they are so full of feelings that it is difficult for people to ignore them.
After watching the news, the takeout was delivered.
The Fusang girl was as lively as before. She put the takeout lunch box on the counter and enthusiastically introduced: "Lingsang, this is Rice with Beef you want!"
"Today's beef is strictly selected from the Osaka area. I hope you like it!"
"in addition, an extra portion of sea urchin soup is given to you!"
When Ling Ping listened, he couldn't help but move his index finger.
"Thank you so much for Thousand Night Sauce!" He said, "every time you prepare the best food for me!"
Recently, Chiba's takeout standard has really skyrocketed.
Lingping's tongue can be tasted as soon as it is tasted, and it is all the top ingredients used.
The standard is much higher than in the past, but the price has not increased.
In this regard, Ling Ping is really extremely grateful to those who have rich capital.
That's really great!
The more these capitalists, the better!
Of course, he is also very grateful to Miyoko Chiba and her family, without their superb cooking skills, he could not have eaten such good food.
"that's very kind of you!" Miyoko Chiba bowed deeply: "the satisfaction of the guests is our honor!"
This little fox girl of Fusang has really felt that her life is full of light recently!
With the injection of federal capital, she and her family's food business has really risen step by step.
The guests are satisfied and her family can still make money.
Her mother has been preparing to buy a house recently!
This is one of the highest ideals of all refugees: to have a property of their own in this country.
So now the little fox girl's heart is full of gratitude.
Gratitude to this country, gratitude to the guests we meet, and gratitude to life.
This makes her full of happiness all the time.
The whole person is always brimming with happiness.
Seeing off the cheerful little girl Fusang, Ling Ping took a takeout box, sat on the counter and ate happily.
Best, the kitten, crouched beside him, from time to time getting a piece of beef or a spoonful of sea urchin soup.
The food was swept away, and the spirit patted his stomach with peace and contentment.
"Yes!" He said.
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Elizabeth's arm suddenly turned into a multi-barrel Gatlin cannon.
The steam turbine in her body runs at high speed, and the flesh and blood is pumped into it, converted into huge energy, and then turned into depleted uranium armor-piercing projectiles full of mechanical brilliance.
Bang!
The son of the evil god opposite was smashed to pieces by the depleted uranium armor-piercing projectile she fired.
One by one, the tentacles were directly broken.
Its huge body, rickety, collapsed, splashing innumerable dust and smoke.
Elizabeth opened the Mechanical Gospel, and the will of steel was revealed from her.
She went forward and recited the mechanical gospel.
"ring the bell once, push the lever, start the piston and engine."
As she chanted, the heir of the evil god, who had collapsed, was gradually dissolved by the power of steel.
In the end, the flesh and blood of this huge heir of evil gods were condensed into a crystal crystal.
This is a crystal with higher purity than the crystal of evil gods in the past.
That's what Elizabeth is looking for.
"25!" She counted the crystals she had got: "I can go back into the fog and buy more sacred mechanical scriptures!"
She thought about her experience in the fog.
In the end, the master in the fog said, "take it from the evil god and his minions with machinery and steel, of course!"
"25 should be enough!"
So she began to set out, and the whole person turned into a mechanical aircraft and returned in the direction of the iron and steel altar.
An hour later, she fell into the iron altar.
Countless believers, looked up at her, this mechanical nun, steel bhikkuni.
The elector of the spirit of all opportunities, the boy sitting on the seat of Gatlin Bodhisattva in Nanwu.
The mechanical guard, who had been sleeping in the altar of steel, also lifted his head from the steel of the altar.
"you're back!?" It said, "I'm ready!"
Its mission was understood on the day it came.
Is to be the guard, the guard of this iron and steel altar.
Elizabeth nodded to it and then to the devout believers.
"I'm going to meet a great master!" She said, "I will ask him for the Sutra!"
"my Buddha is merciful!" She put her hands together: "will bless me on this trip smoothly, obtain the true scriptures, universal sentient beings!"
"my Buddha is merciful!" One by one, believers put together ten pairs of hands.
The flashlight is turned on and the light source shines forward.
The fog gradually rose from all around.
Elizabeth looked back at her people and stepped into them without hesitation.
As soon as she got into the fog, like last time, Elizabeth immediately felt that all her nano-armor was on standby.
Even the will of steel began to fade.
She became a mortal again.
Ahead, only the light source of the flashlight is illuminating the road.
She looked up and looked into the distance. In the depths of the fog, a light was flickering.
Elizabeth's heart immediately rose with extremely pious faith.
She knows that it takes sincerity to get the truth.
In her quantum brain, there are many stories of ancient oriental monks seeking for the true sutras.
So she slowly leaned down and kowtowed step by step.
Pious and determined, walking slowly in this fog.
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Ling Ping hit Yawn.
He is already a little tired.
But looking at the documents on the computer screen, he smiled with fullness and relief.
Today, wrote 8,000 words!
I really work very hard.
Ling Ping an felt that the chief editor should give him an award for diligent author of the year!
After all, it is not possible for anyone to be able to code 8,000 words in his spare time.
Even if it is the five Bai of the Central Plains, I am afraid it will not work!
Turn off the computer, Lingping stood up and held the kitten Best in his arms. When he came to the door, he was ready to close the door.
Suddenly, he saw a figure standing up in the fog outside.
He opened the door and looked carefully, only to find that it was the foreign guest a few days ago.
Ling Ping Ping looked at her and suddenly felt a little guilty.
After all, she seems to have lost the crystal she mortgaged here last time.
He scratched his head, but at last he smiled and went forward: "Guest, here you go again!"
"come on in!"
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