I will Bury the Gods Chapter 286: : Gods and demons sleep together

Chu Yingchan's white dress crept over the steps of snow, walked down the tall building slowly, and sat down beside Lin Shouxi, the shadow of the tall building splashed on them like water, looking up, only a corner of the red sun remained.

"Xiaoyu is asleep, Master and Miss Mu are upstairs." Chu Yingchan said.

"Miss Mu? What is she doing up there?" Lin Shouxi was confused.

"What do you think?" Chu Yingchan asked with a smile, propping her cheeks.

Lin Shouxi smiled helplessly and said, "I'll go and beg for her."

"Don't go, she may not accept your favor." Chu Yingchan smiled slightly.

"Master, are you judging others by yourself?" Lin Shouxi asked.

Chu Yingchan was not annoyed when she heard this, but nodded generously to admit that she held Lin Shouxi's arm and leaned on his shoulder, with a serene face and a serene smile.

Lin Shouxi put his arms around her shoulders, letting this delicate fairy lean close to him, his cheek was against her hair, the tip of his nose was lingering with the fragrance of long hair, the white dress she was wearing was like a delicate lie , waiting for him to expose it at any time, and only Lin Shouxi knows how charming and ecstasy this fairy is after the 'lie' is exposed.

"I really want to go on like this forever...we will always be together and never separate." Chu Yingchan hugged her knees and said softly.

"Okay." Lin Shouxi nodded solemnly, and said, "When everything is over, I will take Master back to my hometown and go sightseeing together."

"Okay." Chu Yingchan smiled softly, and said: "I can play however I want, as a teacher, I will listen to you."

Lin Shouxi was taken aback, thinking that he was thinking wrong, but after meeting her bewitching eyes, he couldn't help but said: "You fairy fairy."

Chu Yingchan is not as arrogant as Xiaohe, she directly hugged the boy in white, bit his lips, and pressed him under her body. Her slender waist was attacked, and in an instant, Chu Yingchan looked like a kitten whose tail had been trampled on, her delicate body trembling endlessly, and her ears turned red.

This is a 'gift' given to her by God, but it has also become her weakness, and she has suffered a lot in private.

Footsteps are heard upstairs.

The whisper came down.

The two quickly separated, sat upright, and immediately discussed martial arts. Chu Yingchan said that his two styles of drawing water with two dragons and beeping bells and drums were too rude. Lin Shouxi accused her of being cunning and always leading snakes into the cave Insidious and cunning.

Xiaoyu looked confused.

When she came down from the stairs, she was wearing a red thick jacket. Lin Shouxi grabbed her little hand with concern and asked her why it was so red. Xiaoyu stammered and said that it was freezing.

Chu Yingchan glanced upstairs and asked softly, "Where is Miss Mu?"

"Mu Shijing has a lot of face, we are waiting here, how can she have the nerve to come down?" Lin Shouxi lowered his voice and said.

"Then let's go to Xiaohe first." Chu Yingchan said.

After Lin Shouxi, Chu Yingchan, and Xiaoyu walked away holding hands, Chu Miao cautiously opened the door on the tall building, leaned on the railing and watched the boys and girls walking away.

Where would she be disrespected and loved as a dignified half-god cultivator, and only here would she be bullied like this.

"Too bad, my daughter dares to **** my mother." Chu Miao shook her head lightly, sighed with a smile, and said, "I hope that Yingchan will grow up and not be as embarrassing as mother."

When they were completely gone, the dignified and beautiful Empress carried her white skirt and walked downstairs softly. She was going to meet the actress and chat with her about the details of the monthly test in two days. so as not to cause any problems.

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Mu Shijing's room was chosen by her personally. It is in a secluded corner of a family. The room is not big, but both the wooden furniture and the painted palace lanterns are exquisite and elegant. When the outrageous black dress sits in it, her seductive aura will dissolve in the shadows, like a lady from a big family.

But today, the one standing in this room is not Mu Shijing, but Xiaohe.

Xiaohe was wearing a black hooded cloak and sneaked all the way along the roof. She thought she would encounter setbacks on the way, but Mu Shijing was undefended and let her easily enter through the window.

Xiaohe took off her hood, her beautiful face lit up the quiet room.

"Where did sister Mu go?" Xiaohe searched around, but found no trace of Mu Shijing, but saw a note on the table.

Xiaohe picked up the note and said softly: "I went out to play, I will be back later."

"Where can one go to play alone?"

Xiaohe tilted her head and thought for a while, but she couldn't come up with a reason, but Mu Shijing's absence is also good, it is convenient for her to move.

The snow-haired girl stood on tiptoe with her hands behind her hands, looked around the room leisurely, then rummaged through the long table by the window, and found the first chapter of The Passion of the Holy Son from a conspicuous ancient book. booklet of manuscripts.

I have to say that Xiaohe really knows Mu Shijing too well. Mu Shijing feels that the most dangerous place is the safest place. Just like that, Xiaohe grabbed it in his hand without any effort.

Xiao He pulled out the chair and sat down. She kicked off her embroidered shoes, leaned against the back of the chair, and put her legs in white socks directly on the table.

She unfolded the manuscript and read it with relish:

"Bai Xueling, frost, breeze.

When the Holy Son climbed up the Baixue Ridge with a sword on his back, he thought that he was a cold killer and that what was waiting for her was a weak enemy. Many years later, she would still think of the twists and turns of the Baixue Ridge. The prophecy was given to her, but she did not read it.

She was born in the Demon Cult, and the Demon Cult has many enemies, sometimes it can be the whole world, and sometimes it can be just one person. Before going up the mountain, she was practicing swordsmanship. Today, she swung one thousand three hundred and thirteen swords, one sword less than yesterday, and the one less sword was used to kill people.

When she saw Lin Shouxi for the first time, the boy was waiting for her with his sword in his arms. Killing people with reason, so at the first sight of seeing him, the Holy Son decided to fall in love with him first.

'You're here' Lin Shouxi opened his eyes.

'I have come,' said the Son.

…”

Xiaohe's eyes swept over a long and meaningless conversation.

Xiaohe has never had much patience when reading such things. After she knew the cause and effect, she eagerly turned to the key part and read it. child's experience.

Xiao He was lamenting, turned to the back, and suddenly found that there were a few more pages, and the handwriting on the latter pages was completely different from the previous ones.

"This is..." Xiaohe took a closer look, and found that it was Mu Shijing's continuation!

In an instant, the girl's heart seemed to be pounding with Bai Zhu, and she jumped violently.

It turned out that Mu Shijing was angry with this story, so he rewrote it himself. In the story, he realized his shame and was brave enough to practice miraculously. , play together.

"This Wu Youhe has silver eyes, tender feet and pretty feet. He is usually domineering and proud. Now he is kneeling in front of the Holy Son's throne with Fairy Chu, admiring the heroic face of His Royal Highness, wagging his tail and begging for mercy. Isn't it humiliating?" He read it word by word.

The door just opened, and Mu Shijing came back.

Mu Shijing was shocked when he saw Xiaohe inside, and hurriedly hid the few cultivation secret books that he had secretly brought out behind him... We must not let them find out that he was secretly cultivating.

"Xiaohe, why are you here?" Mu Shijing asked nervously.

"I came to look for you, and I want to invite you to go shopping together after dark." Xiaohe said quietly.

"After dark..." Mu Shijing showed a look of embarrassment, "I'm so sleepy today. I want to go to bed early after dark. Go and play by yourself."

Xiao Hexiu raised her eyebrows lightly, glanced behind her, and asked lightly: "Could you be secretly cultivating?"

"Practice? What practice? Xiaohe, although you are my good sister, you are not allowed to slander me like this!" Mu Shijing said righteously.

Xiaohe saw her hands hidden behind her with nowhere to put them, and she didn't bother to tear them apart. She sighed and continued to lower her head~IndoMTL.com~ I have to say that Mu Shijing's writing power is still better than Sanhuamao's There is quite a gap. In the part she wrote, the Holy Son captured Lin Shouxi, Xiaohe, and Chu Yingchan, but Mu Shijing had a poor imagination, and the punishment after capture was extremely simple. He couldn't write any tricks. Shake your head straight.

Seeing Xiaohe looking down at something, Mu Shijing hurriedly leaned against the wall and entered the room, hid the few books he was carrying on the bed, covered them with a quilt, and heaved a sigh of relief.

"Sister Mu, can you write articles?" Xiaohe asked suddenly.

"Of course." Mu Shijing said: "This girl is proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

"Women in brothels love to say that too." Xiao He pursed her lips and smiled.

"What do you mean?" Mu Shijing frowned, and said, "If you break into the fairyland, you won't take your sister seriously?"

Xiaohe smiled without saying a word, just turning the pages of the book.

"What are you looking at?"

Mu Shijing was curious, walked up behind her, leaned over to look, and then, her pupils shrank, and her whole body was cold.

"You, why did you steal my stuff?!" Mu Shijing exclaimed.

"You still have the nerve to question me?" Xiaohe raised the corner of her lips, raised the manuscript in her hand, and said, "Explain to me what's going on."

"This... I..."

Mu Shijing was anxious, he hesitated and couldn't speak, but his beautiful face flew into the haze, shy and cute.

Footsteps sounded outside the door, and Mu Shijing, who was already on fire, raised his voice in his throat.

When she looked up, Lin Shouxi and Chu Yingchan were already close to the door. She hurried to grab the manuscript, but Xiaohe held her down and said, "I treat you so well on weekdays, so you write about me in the book like this." ?”

"I..." Listening to the approaching footsteps, Mu Shijing's heart was pounding. She repeatedly begged for mercy, and condescendingly said: "Sister Xiaohe, please forgive me this time, I won't dare again..."

"What's the use of just apologizing."

"Then..."

"You have to change." Xiaohe said.

"I will correct it!" Mu Shijing affirmed.

"It's not for you to reform, but for you to change the article, and you have to change it according to what I said, understand?" Xiaohe said leisurely.

Mu Shijing was unwilling at first, but the sound of footsteps was already in her ears, she didn't care about other things, she nodded repeatedly, and complied with all requests.

"Miss Mu, why are you here?" Chu Yingchan asked in surprise when she saw Mu Shijing.

"I... Where am I not here?"

Mu Shijing was at a loss, thinking that misfortunes never come singly, and her secret martial arts training was discovered?

"Miss Mu is really fast." Chu Yingchan praised, she looked at Mu Shijing's dumbfounded look, and thought to herself, Miss Mu's acting skills have also improved to a higher level.

"I...is pretty fast." Mu Shijing nodded his head bewilderedly.

Before she figured out what happened, Xiaoyu jumped in again, she rushed straight to Mu Shijing, hugged her waist, and said, "Sister Mu, I just saw you Master, she is so gentle..."

"Gentleness? Heh, Xiaoyu, don't let her fool you!"

Mu Shijing subconsciously said something, but when she met Shang Xiaoyu's watery eyes, her keen perception made her feel chills. The gentleman's gentle and kind appearance deceived her, but the master is actually very powerful, not only powerful, she also has a heart for the world, and she is as modest as a valley."

Xiaoyu nodded slightly, reluctantly agreeing.

It is getting late.

Sitting on Lin Shouxi's shoulders, Xiaoyu looked at the brightly lit city, her childish pupils shining brightly.

In the past three hundred years, Xiaoyu has imagined countless times what they would do if the master was still alive. So bland.

Reading, writing, practicing swords, punishing, playing... these are almost everything they can do.

But this kind of plainness didn't make Xiaoyu feel disillusioned, and even gave her the feeling that everything should be like this.

What would happen if he knew that he was the landlord of the Daomen? Xiaoyu couldn't help thinking this way, she couldn't help but think of that part of the journey to the south again, the night was warm and cool after drinking, Lin Shouxi stood stiffly, leaning against him, her tender body was hot like fire.

At this moment, Xiaoyu suddenly realized that she seemed a little dissatisfied with her current life...

People are really greedy.

When they reached the end of the street, the bustling lights were left behind. They looked up at the sky, and there was a shooting star flying by.

Chu Yingchan suggested that everyone close their eyes together and make a wish. After everyone closed their eyes, Chu Yingchan quietly opened her eyes and kissed Lin Shouxi's lips. Lin Shouxi was slightly shocked when she saw that Chu Yingchan was silent to him Smile, smile like a flower.

Xiaoyu has a panoramic view of all this.

She thought of her father and mother. When she went shopping with her parents, they always liked to play quietly. They thought Xiaoyu couldn't see it, but Xiaoyu actually understood it better than anyone else.

The past is like a meteor flying away, rowing to the ice sea in the north, never returning.

Tonight, Xiaohe did not share the same room with Lin Shouxi, she took a pen and paper, and went out mysteriously, saying that she wanted to discuss poetry with Mu Shijing.

"Are you discussing poetry with Miss Mu?" Lin Shouxi was surprised.

"Any opinion?" Xiaohe asked back.

"I'm just afraid that you...will be insulting to gentlemen." Lin Shouxi said with a smile.

Xiaohe sticks out her tongue, not bothering to argue with him, pushes the door and goes out to find Sister Mu.

That night, Mu Shijing and Xiaohe huddled together in the same quilt, seriously discussing writing, Xiaohe told Mu Shijing her thoughts one by one, and after listening to Mu Shijing, Mu Shijing showed embarrassment look.

"Why, can't you write?" Xiaohe asked domineeringly, then approached her, and asked with a light smile: "Could it be that Miss Mu wants everyone to know that you write such things in private?"

"No, don't!" Mu Shijing waved his hands again and again, and murmured: "The main reason is... well, I don't have such experience, I, I'm afraid I can't write well..."

"In the dungeon cave of Yaosha Tower, sister Mu spoke clearly and vividly, what happened?" Xiaohe narrowed her eyes, smiled slyly, and asked, "Could it be that, At that time, sister Mu was lying?"

"I, uh..." Mu Shijing was quite confused.

"Oh, it turns out that sister Mu was so old-fashioned at the time, and she was just pretending. You are actually just a fledgling who doesn't understand anything, right?" Xiaohe was aggressive.

"I'm not... Hey, don't ask." Mu Shijing bit his pen, wishing he could find a place to drill down quickly.

"So you really don't write?" Xiaohe asked.

"It's not that I don't write, but I really don't understand." Mu Shijing said innocently.

"Don't be afraid of this, experience can be accumulated, I will buy some things for you to try, you will know after experiencing it yourself." Xiao He said seriously.

Mu Shijing was shocked when he heard this, and immediately sat upright, saying: "I, I can write suddenly!"

"That's good."

Xiao He bent her eyes and smiled, revealing her pointed canine teeth.

At the same time.

Lin Shouxi did not waste this long night.

He knocked on Chu Yingchan's door.

Chu Fairy stood at the door, wearing a long white silk dress languidly, dark clouds and beautiful hair piled on her shoulders, and her snowy skin was even more dazzling than the new dress. She smiled slightly and asked, "Why did you come to see Master so late? Say, have you been kicked out by Xiaohe again?"

Lin Shouxi entered the room, and Chu Yingchan made a cup of tea for him. After drinking the tea and chatting with each other for a while, the two casually talked about the color of the cauldron.

"I haven't seen improvement after so long, are you doing well?" Chu Yingchan asked lightly.

"Smelting fire in a cauldron furnace is water-milled kung fu, not a day's work." Lin Shouxi explained.

"How long will it take?"

"About ten rounds of hard work is required." Lin Shouxi speculated.

Chu Yingchan nodded slightly, thoughtfully.

Suddenly, the candlelight in the house went out, Chu Yingchan asked: "What are you doing for blowing out the lamp?"

Just as she was asking, the young man's hand had encircled her from behind. Fairy Chu closed her eyes tightly, her slender eyelashes trembling, and then her whole body began to tremble, the light went out, and light and darkness were lost. Beyond the border, the black night gracefully undulates and sways like a lotus.

Early morning.

In Lin Shouxi's inner mansion, the flames froze and contracted, condensed into a point and then exploded. The scorching heat flowed all over the body, burning bones and blood, as if to turn people into nothingness. All pores opened in an instant. Cold sweat was pouring down, and when Lin Shouxi sat down and looked at himself again when his soul was calmed down, in the inner mansion, the Xuanzi fire was burning blazingly, licking the furnace wall, glowing brilliantly.

In one night, he worked hard and cultivated the Xuanzi Fire.

Of course, one ebbs and another, today it is difficult for Fairy Chu to stay at the bed.

In another room, Mu Shijing sat on the couch with his knees hugged, looking at Xiaohe with aggrieved eyes, who was reviewing the manuscript.

Looking at the paper full of handwriting, Xiaohe thought to herself, it seems that there is never something that cannot write a manuscript, and the only possibility is that the pressure on it is not strong enough.

"How is it?" Mu Shijing asked cautiously.

"That's right, the literary talent is brilliant, as if you are on the scene." Xiaohe nodded and gave affirmation, and she continued: "Then I will accept this first, and don't forget the other two. Come get it."

"Tonight? Even if you work hard all day, you can't write more than ten thousand words, Xiaohe, you..."

Mu Shijing just wanted to defend, when he saw Xiaohe holding up a small whip and smiling at her.

"If it wasn't for this lady's clever hand, how would I know that you wrote me like this behind my back, and now I punish you a little bit, and you still push back, do you admit your mistake, and do you want to make up?" Xiaohe played both soft and hard ways.

Mu Shijing was indeed unreasonable. Hearing this, she closed her lips resentfully, and muttered: "Okay, I understand."

"Well, you're so good." Xiaohe messed up the cold girl's hair.

"You promised me, don't tell it, especially don't let Lin Shouxi see it." Mu Shijing said softly.

Xiaohe nodded earnestly, and hooked up with her.

"Then, are we reconciled?" Mu Shijing asked.

When Xiaohe discovered this manuscript yesterday, she was really frightened.

Xiaohe tilted her head and thought for a while, then said, "Pour me a glass of water."

Seeing her bossing around like this, Mu Shijing felt even more depressed, but he still brought her a glass of water.

Xiaohe drank the water she poured, then handed the cup back, and said with a charming smile, "Drink it."

Mu Shijing understood and laughed too, his mood finally became clearer.

Mu Shijing spent the whole day at his desk.

In the evening, after finishing the manuscript, she stretched her body and went for a walk. On the way, she met Lin Shouxi and Xiaoyu.

Twilight elongated the silhouette of the master and apprentice.

When Mu Shijing brushed past Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu waved to her and greeted her politely: "Hi sister Mu."

Mu Shijing also waved his hand.

She stopped, looked at the back of Lin Shouxi and Xiaoyu leaving, and frowned.

"Why do you always feel like you've seen her somewhere?" Mu Shijing muttered to himself.

The evening clouds are long.

Mu Shijing delivered the manuscript to Xiaohe, and Xiaohe put it in his sleeves, sneaked back home, locked the door and secretly browsed through it, but Lin Shouxi couldn't open the door, so he just went out for a stroll as if there was no one inside.

On the way, he happened to meet Mu Shijing.

Before the two could speak, the swords at their waists screamed first.

Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing took off their swords, threw them aside, covered them with blankets, and only heard the Zhongtie sword buzzing, wondering what they were entangled with.

As for this pair of old enemies...

They came to the stream behind Xiaoyu's home with bare hands, sat on the snow on the ground, and chatted about the past without saying a word.

Last night he stayed up all night, and today he wrote another day's manuscript. Mu Shijing fell asleep leaning on Lin Shouxi's shoulder without talking a few words.

In the dream, Mu Shijing once again saw the sea of ​​black ice.

There is a ray of silver light at the end of the sea.

The mysterious girl in a black dress stands among the overwhelming bones, looking out at the ice, as if she is not waiting for the sun to rise, but waiting for her fire-cast throne to emerge from the horizon.

Mu Shijing hadn't had such a dream for a long time. Looking at the slender black shadow, she felt fear and strangeness.

"They are about to wake up," said the girl in the black skirt.

"They? Who are they?" Mu Shijing asked.

"One is an enemy and the other is a traitor." The girl in the black skirt said.

"..." Mu Shijing said in displeasure, "When will your slurred speech be corrected?"

"You are too weak." The girl in the black skirt said.

"Then what can I do? I'm only at the gold level now, and anyone can bully me..." Mu Shijing said aggrievedly: "I have cultivated to the level where I can fight the enemy for 300 rounds. I don't know it is the year of the monkey. .”

"They need to practice, but you don't." The girl in the black skirt said.

"I don't need to practice?" Mu Shijing was puzzled.

"You just need to think about who you are." The girl in the black skirt said indifferently.

Mu Shijing was startled suddenly.

The surrounding scenery recedes like a tide.

Mu Shijing opened his eyes and found that he was lying on Lin Shouxi's back - he was carrying her home.

"Are you awake?" Lin Shouxi asked when he sensed movement behind him.

Mu Shijing closed his eyes, pretended to be dreaming and hummed a few times, but did not answer.

Lin Shouxi did not become suspicious, and carried her to the room, took off her outer clothes, dusted off the snow, then took a snow-white blanket, wrapped her body tightly, sucked up the snow, and then stuffed the girl into the bed.

After the sound of closing the door, Mu Shijing opened her eyes. She stretched out her hand, looked at her palm like looking at a mirror, and after a long time murmured: "Who am I..."

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Donghai Dragon Palace.

The sea water is like hundreds of millions of evenly weighted winds, blowing the stretching peaks and giant palaces on the seabed day and night, and the crater spewing molten flow and magma, like a giant lamp, illuminating the ancient dragon Incredibly huge shadow.

Xing Yu stood on the top of the hall with his sister in red, looking at the huge door that looked like the pupil of the deep sea. Even after looking at it for a hundred years, the fear in the girl's heart did not diminish at all.

"Xingyu, you've done a good job." The elder sister in red rubbed her horns and praised.

Xing Yu nodded.

These days, my sister often praises her. She doesn't think she has done a good job, and she is lucky that she didn't screw things up...

"Does my sister want this key?" Xing Yu is not too stupid, she has thought about everything seriously in the past few days, and more or less guessed some things.

"The key... Actually, it has another name, Jiehe. It means the river that connects the two realms." The sister in red said, "Thanks to you, otherwise I would not be able to get it so easily."

"Boundary River..."

Xing Yu looked confused and asked: "So my sister tried everything to get it, what is it for?"

"Of course the key is to open the door." The sister in red said.

"Open the door? What kind of door?" Xing Yu thought, isn't it his mission to close the door? Could it be that he was deceived again?

The woman in red did not answer immediately, she stretched out a hand, pointed to the giant door at the bottom of the deep sea, and said, "This is a seal, do you know what is sealed inside?"

"Don't know."

Xing Yu's throat moved subconsciously.

She has seen this door since she was a child, and was shocked by its incredible magnificence, majesty and mysterious carvings. She has always been extremely curious about what kind of terrifying monster is imprisoned by a seal of this scale...

"Do you want to know?" The woman in red asked calmly.

"Want to..."

The doubts that have troubled her for hundreds of years are about to be answered, and Xing Yu can't help but get nervous.

"You might as well guess first." The woman in red made a fool of herself.

"I..."

Xing Yu shook his head and said, "How can I guess that... I think the most brutal and terrifying demon king in the world should be imprisoned here."

The woman in red smiled.

She held Xingyu gently in her arms and asked, "Little Xingyu, have you ever thought about another possibility?"

"What?" Xing Yu was taken aback.

The woman in red stared into her eyes and said word by word: "The place we are in now is within the seal!"

As if thunderbolt had poured into his brain, Xing Yu felt his whole body go numb and his mind went blank.

In an instant.

Prisoner Niu, Yazi, Xiaofeng, Pulao, Suanni, Baxia, Juan, Negative, Chiki... Nine demon-like figures rise from the deep ocean, and there are nine of them on weekdays. The gentle and refined elder brother has shown a majestic and chilling shadow today.

Behind them~IndoMTL.com~the dragon king who was so silent that people always forget it began to move its body, the rock layer covering its body cracked and shattered, and fell into the deep sea, revealing the ancient fabric. Scales full of thunder patterns.

The Dragon King raised his head in the deep sea and opened his flaming pupils, as if the Buddha of the demon world had awakened and wanted to engulf the world!

The woman in red stood in front of Xingyu, holding a golden bowl, and solemnly said: "We will be free soon."

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Thanks to the leader of the book friend, the undead in Ifta, who rewarded Mu Shijing! !

Thanks to the book friend Ci Jingrong for rewarding the leader of this book! !

Thanks to the two giants for their generous rewards! ! Jianjian is flattered! Thanks for the support and encouragement of the two big guys, I wish the two big guys good health and smooth career, happy reading and all the best! Thank you~~~

Thank you for the rest of the rewards tomorrow~Thanks to all readers and friends who love this book