Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality Chapter 543: Spring Festival in the New Era

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Xuangui said that a person’s identity is made up of different social relationships. If you change your address, your parents will call her "囡囡" when she was a child, but she will always be "Ranran" when she is older. Normal friends will call her "Luoran" "After a little success in cultivation, everyone called her "Sister Lin", and then later "Uncle Lin".

Only Bao Jia, who had met in her teenage years, laughed at her with a cowardly white rabbit temperament, so she called her "Xiao Luo". Outsiders only know that this is the name taken from the middle word of her full name, who would have thought that it was originally cowardly, cowardly.

In the blink of an eye for hundreds of years, Lin Luoran has become a female cultivator in the Yuan Ying stage. No matter who she is called, she is strong and impeccable. Where is the shadow of cowardice?

But why is that? When she saw Bao Jia on the crowded street, she still seemed to be entangled with invisible vines. She was weak and afraid to go up and recognize each other.

Under the sponsorship of the big merchants, you can use fake and real snowflakes to fall, and many citizens gush out from the streets and alleys. They are excited about this rare white snow. After all, it is a densely populated acropolis, and the street will be shorter than before. Lively several times.

The white snow fell on the wheelchair, and Qi'ao saw the innocence of a child.

The innocent eyes are in sharp contrast with the narrow and narrow eyes of Boga's shimmering light. Qiao's eyes are ignorant of the world, but Baojia's eyes are weathered.

Lin Luoran saw the familiar "Qin Baojia" with his long, narrow eyes that hesitated to speak. Her cowardice, perhaps fear that is just her illusion.

They accompanied each other, spent their teenage years in Yanyu Town, and were admitted to the university in Rongcheng together, and stayed in Rongcheng to work together. For a long time, one was a rebellious young girl who was bereaved at a young age, and the other was a cowardly and honest country girl. The only support between them was each other. Although they had no blood relationship, they were even closer than their sisters. Anti-head.

Such an important Baojia was "lost" by her.

Lin Luoran regretted and questioned countless times whether it was a mistake to bring Bao Jia to the path of cultivation, just like she insisted on letting Lin Ma to cultivate, if it weren’t for her greed, whether it was Lin Ma and Bao Jia, Her ability, how difficult is it to keep them peaceful forever?

A variety of factors have led to the fact that she is only a few meters away from Bao Jia, but she is afraid to move forward and ask: Bao Jia, are you back?

Bao Jia's eyes flashed with water, and she was not surprised to meet Lin Luoran on the street. Six years ago, she picked up the discarded application and came to the Third Acropolis. She knew that Lin Luoran was so close that the two would meet one day.

But she didn't expect it to be so long.

Lin Luoran is really stupid, coward... Seeing that she would just stand on the spot stupidly, Bao Jia simply actively pushed Qi'ao forward, blinked the tears in her eyes back, pretending to smile:

"Long time no see... Xiao Luo."

Lin Luoran began to feel that she had a hearing problem. After two minutes, Bao Jia still looked at her with a smile.

A smile slowly appeared on Lin Luoran's face, and her tears fell down with a smile.

On the streets where people come and go, a sister cultivating a pill, and another sister of an infant, crying in disregard of their images, Hu Ji's eyes twitched and twitched, thinking that women are really complicated and incomprehensible creatures.

Bai Qingxue smiled softly, happy for Lin Luoran's long-cherished wish.

She asked the old lady to cut a lot of paper-cuts. The grains are abundant, the lotus and the fish are the fish, and the New Year painting doll... She has a foreboding that this will be an unforgettable New Year Spring Festival.

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"Here, it's better to post this New Year picture on the second floor."

The real Qin Baojia not only came back, but also recovered his memory a few years ago. Lin Luoran cried again when he learned the truth. Baojia looked at her red rabbit eyes very speechless.

Although she remembered her previous life as "Qin Baojia", she has lived as a "Manja. Nolan" for nearly a hundred years. Two different lives, two completely different personalities, have caused very different in the sea of ​​knowledge The battle for personality forced her to leave at that time.

After giving up the monk status and living with Qiao as an ordinary person for these years, only when he is exhausted in the daytime can Baojia fall asleep peacefully at night.

How to tell which period of life she really wants, Qin Baojia thought for several years.

In fact, whether it is "Qin Baojia" or "Manja. Nolan", they are all noble women. The wanderings of Bao Jia's life were concentrated in the interstellar wandering days.

She has a self-cultivation, but her memory is blank. Thinking about it now, no matter who reaches out to her then, he will hold it tightly, right?

That's why she cares so much about the identity of "Manja. Nolan". Compared with the so-called inherited estate, Baojia cares more about being able to have a name and a surname, and live as a real person.

At that time, Lin Luoran suddenly appeared. For Baojia, as "Manga. Nolan", she must be completely overthrown. This made her panic and uneasy, so she evaded again and again, first leaving Namistar and staying at Qingqiu When the world was stimulated by the pseudo-saint and the memory began to recover, she left Dongting.

After escaping for so many years, Qin Baojia can figure it out.

No matter what her name is, she cannot change the blood surname "Qin" in her body, even if she is Manjia. Nolan's years are longer, but the distant and powerful Nami star is not as comfortable as this dilapidated earth.

The high red wall of the imperial capital is still there, Commander Qin is gone, but Lin Luoran is still there.

In the longer years since then, they will still support each other and continue to walk together, which is enough.

So, she is still willing to be Qin Baojia with only 30 years of memory.

She didn't need to tell Lin Luoran these words. Lin Luoran still looked at her with a distressed look. With such a tacit friendship, let her choose according to her wishes, so she won't have any regrets.

Bao Jia is back.

Why would Lin Luoran let her sit in the third Acropolis a little farther away? The Ma's Villa lived in so many people, but it was a little too small. No one would have imagined that Fairy Chen could not live in the Dragon Palace and lived in a small villa by the Dongting Lake for so many years. Lin Luoran spent the boss's experience without revealing his identity before buying the villa next door.

Mu Tiannan was probably tired of staying at the Rose Hotel, and bought another one at the same time enthusiastically. Finally, Lao Liao and Hu Ji also took action. Lin Luoran didn't know where he and Hu Ji came from so much. It is difficult to find the residence qualifications of Dongting City. Nowadays, few people sell properties in Dongting City.

Bai Qingxue used to be a great master, and she was not very comfortable living with people for a long time. She casually sold something to Han Weiya’s father, and she was so excited that Lao Han took the initiative to help her with the transfer of a villa. Qingxue takes a little bit of care—in fact, Lin Luoran lives in the villa complex, and it has long been a secret at a certain level of the Federation, but even if Han Kuisheng had a daughter to practice with Lin Luoran, Lao Han was very winked. The desire to buy a home in the community, let alone other shrewd politicians, or the Liu family who is in awe of Lin Luoran.

The five closest villas were all taken down, forming a small circle with the Ma family, separating the other residents from the small circle.

In order to ensure privacy and live together lively, including Ma’s family, six houses are surrounded by a two-person high Wenzhu wall, blocking the line of sight, and opening another door on the side of the lake. In and out.

Baojia loves hibiscus flowers. Lin Luoran helped her give birth to a few drunk hibiscus plants. They were planted in the yard. The flowers and trees were tall and the branches stretched out to the windows on the second floor. You can see the lake, mountains and greenery as soon as you open the window in the morning. , It is a great enjoyment.

Mu Tiannan strengthened the sound insulation function of the villa, knocked out the complicated design, and transplanted a variety of precious roses to fill the yard at the expense of the cost. The fragrance of the flowers attracted butterflies and flocks, and other residents wanted to penetrate the gaps in the bamboo wall. See what happens.

Lao Liao's villa-this guy has hidden its strength for a long time, and it is really exposed by a villa. Since living alone in a house, Lao Liao has been secretive all day long. Lin Luoran felt that he had been ignored recently, so she met Mu Tiannan and went to see him with Bao Jia.

After arriving, I found out that Hu Ji was also there. Seeing that his expression was flustered and gloating, Lin Luoran was suspicious, but Bao Jia opened the door with a grin.

Poor Lao Liao was sculpting a bamboo on a table, and when he was disturbed, he waved his hand very dissatisfied: "Taichi, now the master is not thirsty."

Lin Luoran saw him bury his head and fight, and wondered: "Who is Zhu Yi?"

It seems that they are really here today. They usually neglect Lao Liao too much, and don't even know that he hired a nanny.

As soon as Lao Liao heard Lin Luoran's voice, his hands with the bamboo sculpture stiffened.

He looked up and swept around, wishing to kill Hu Ji who was hiding behind Lin Luoran and peeking at his expression with his eyes, thinking angrily, if he is not my race, his heart will be different!

At this time, it seems that Lao Liao died not fast enough. The maid Lianbu, dressed in green tulle and half-breasted in ancient costume, swayed gently, and the weak willow came in like a wind.

"Master, do you have any instructions to call Zhuyi?"

Behind her, Zhu Er, Zhu San, Zhu Si appeared in turn, Bao Jia was stunned, Lin Luoran was stunned, only Mu Tiannan's expression remained unchanged, Hu Ji took the opportunity to wipe the soles of his feet. Good luck.

Bao Jia obviously didn't expect this old man to be wretched so far, Lin Luoran was stunned, but vaguely felt that the scene before him was a bit familiar.

Which year is it, the Fragrant Mountain Villa in the Imperial Capital. For the first time she went to see a group of maids bowing and saying "Master"...

Mu Tiannan couldn't enjoy the "attention" gaze from his side, and his face was calm, but in fact he wanted to learn from Hu Ji and slip away. Those young and frivolous years, it's not that they don't report, but Nima's time is not up!

Lao Liao raised his hands in a surrender gesture: "I can explain, listen to me..."

Because his voice was too tragic, the new year was approaching, everyone was there, and soon under the leadership of Bai Qingxue came to watch.

Seeing a few girls with exposed bodies and fire-breathing bodies, Ma Shuangshuang and Han Weiya stomped and stomped away.

Bai Qingxue has a lot of knowledge and knowledge. Compared with some sister papers of the previous Demon Sect, these are already very conservative and good, so she is also very calm.

Ma Yiming, Ningzhebuwan, also felt that Lao Liao hid a few such dressed girls in the villa, which is really insulting to gentleness. Out of respect for the elders, it is very embarrassing to make him blush, neither walking nor staying. .

Only Will. Colin, who was also a **** before, has since decided to follow Lin Luoran. After seeing this tune for a long time, he secretly gave Lao Liao a thumbs up to show his admiration.

Lao Liao was crying and wailing loudly, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, but no one listened.

It's over, his image in the heart of the younger sister, a **** of thunder descended from the sky, smash him to death in place!

If you want to explain things clearly, you must reveal your strength.

Lao Liao regretted the image he had been operating over the years after recovering his memory. He was actually a mellow young man dressed in a wretched cloak. Hu Ji had sneered at him: Why don’t you call yourself a mellow boy?

He has been so low-key recently and is working hard to manage his positive image. Is it going to be ruined?

Lao Liao shook his head and left after seeing everyone making an expression of "I didn't expect you to be this kind of person" to him. He really had the heart to hit the wall.

The four poems that were silently watched in the space started the gambling game under the leadership of Huofeng.

Huofeng: "I'm pressing a cucumber. This product will definitely surrender after less than two days."

Little Silverfish thought for a while, "Two roots, one day." As always, it was simple and simple.

The golden eagle eagle shows that you are really naive.

Recently, the wood wolf, who wanted to chop his hands by himself, shouted with red eyes: "I press a cart of cucumbers, and Lao Liao will tell the truth within two hours!"

The final result, the Timber Wolf won completely for the first time.

Huofeng personally guarded the cucumber vine in Lin Luoran's space, and at the speed of the space, he kept it for five days to raise a cart of cucumbers, and threw them all in front of the wood wolf with a wicked smile: "You won ...Little Wood Wolf, I didn't expect you to have such a strong taste." The whitebait was ignorant of the meaning, and Jin Lingdiao said that Huofeng is the most evil party leader among the four poems in the space, none of them!

Lao Liao was holding a bunch of bamboo carvings and leading the bamboo to confess.

In front of a group of people, he performed the "Great Change Bamboo Man", and the grievances that Lao Liao carried on his body was finally cleared.

Lin Luoran couldn't care about when Lao Liao recovered his cultivation base, and was very surprised by the bamboo carvings on the ground. Zhuichi, who used to be a childlike beauty and breasts, has now become a small and exquisite bamboo sculpture, with waves of aura coming from the center of the bamboo sculpture.

"What is this?" Ma Shuangshuang couldn't put it down with the bamboo doll.

Lao Liao scratched his head: "It's a puppet...No, this should be considered a puppet. The mutant beast crystal core is used as energy in the middle. The material is too bad and it is very laborious to do it."

After listening to him, Lin Luoran found that the surface of the bamboo sculpture doll was really covered by a very shallow pattern. According to Lao Liao, the lively maid was actually picked from the most ordinary bamboo. She once again had an "unfathomable" impression of Lao Liao.

Lao Liao's puppet drew Ma Shuangshuang's heart greatly. Lao Liao explained the general principles proudly. Lin Luoran suddenly remembered her doll from Penglai Xianshan and showed it to Lao Liao.

Old Liao's eyes widened.

Although he reunited with Lin Luoran on the N2 trading star, he had gone to Qingqiu with Hu Ji during the Miao Yin Fa meeting. He had never seen Lin Luoran bring out this group of female fairy dolls.

The first time I saw him at this time, he showed a strange expression.

Lin Luoran asked, but he asked her carefully about how she got the doll before sighing: "Materials and craftsmanship are all top-notch works, even I can't do it now."

Lin Luoran never thought that a puppet made of ordinary bamboo could be worthy of the one brought from Xianshan, but Lao Liao praised "playing music fairy", why did he have such a proud expression?

She thought of Lao Liao complaining about the lack of materials, and remembering the cluster of spiritual bamboos that she transplanted into the space when she discovered the "Ulrich Wise Brain" in Shunan Bamboo Sea. Because she has multiplied for hundreds of years, even though she has been desperately digging bamboo shoots and eating them recently. It also occupies a lot of space, the boss-you can give Lao Liao to be a puppet, compared to the bare-chested maid and the music fairy, the role of the puppet should be more than that.

However, before that, Lin Luoran had tortured Lao Liao very much.

Lao Liao was still evasive about his origins. Hearing Lin Luoran asked him if he was an immortal, Lao Liao rolled his eyes fiercely: "Whatever it is, in this lower realm, at most, there is only the cultivation base of the transformation stage, you Do you think the law of interface is vegetarian?"

A group of people booed to see the ability of the gods, and Liao was so scared that he ran around his head.

Because several villas are being renovated, the Spring Festival is undoubtedly celebrated in Ma's house.

Lin Luoran remembered the Spring Festival before the New Era, and had prepared New Year’s goods, various kinds of sweets and roasted seeds, as well as smoked bacon and sausages that people in Shuzhong loved in winter.

Han Weiya contributed pine branches, and the smoked bacon was golden and oily, with a hint of rosin. On the evening of New Year’s Eve, I made a large table of dishes. Hearing the sound of electronic firecrackers on the street, a table of people ate and drank and drank several jars of spirit wine that Lin Luoran had moved out. Everyone was full of wine on their faces. red.

"This is the first Spring Festival between Shuangshuang and I, I respect you, Aunt Lin!"

Ma Yiming's body was already shaking when he picked up the wine glass. Lin Luoran had just returned to Dongting City, and when he borrowed a reading card from the city library, he did not expect that he would be the offspring of Ma Ming's little fat man.

After more than ten years of getting along, Ma Yiming has successfully built a foundation with a very poor physique. Although he is not as fast as Ma Shuangshuang, his life has been swept away by the company in Zhuzhoufang City. It is indeed fundamentally changed.

"Good."

Lin Luoran's eyes were gentle, and he drank a glass of wine cleanly.

"Aunt Lin, I respect you too."

Ma Shuang's eyes are reddish. She not only lived to be twenty years old, but with her current practice speed, she could live to two hundred years or more.

But that year, what if Aunt Lin never showed up?

Lin Luoran didn't say anything, and also drank the glass of wine he had to drink.

Han Weiya has a good reason to toast, and she rebuilds the foundation of Taoism with her. In fact, there are two masters on her spiritual path, one is Taoist Danling and the other is Aunt Lin.

Colin, the famous **** of Catherine, is now synonymous with capable. In this family, he will always do things silently. No one really takes him as a servant, but he does better and more than a servant.

Kaiser Star has fallen, and the earth is more like Colin's second hometown.

Lin Luoran also had to drink his glass of wine.

Bai Qingxue raised her glass, "I won't say anything, I will do it first."

A "white fairy" who is also a teacher and friend, thank you for your company for so many years. Lin Luoran drank too quickly, and almost choked on alcohol.

The only people present here are Baojia, Mu Tiannan, and Lao Liao did not toast her.

Lin Luoran and Qin Baojia are sisters for a lifetime! This is not the whole story with a glass of wine.

Mu Tiannan didn't toast, because she felt sorry for her to drink too much.

Lao Liao was probably also for the same reason. He smiled brightly. After thousands of years of loneliness, he finally waited for this day. Little sister, we really haven't eaten together in a long time.

Lin Luoran drank one cup after another without using Lingyuan to force out the alcohol. Lingjiu had enough stamina and she was very drunk.

The bell rang at twelve o'clock, and Bai Qingxue, who also drank a lot, shook her: "I heard that at the turn of the New Year's Eve and the New Year, making a wish is the most effective, get up and make a wish."

Lin Luoran smirked and mumbled: "Hope the feast will never go away, never go away..."

The banquet does not leave, and everyone present does not need to be separated.

The dinner was quiet for a while, and everyone silently made a wish for her: If the gods and gods of the heavens can really hear, I hope that this most affectionate and sexual woman in front of me will reunite with her family soon.