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At noon, Xie Yuan walked into the Woods with a gourd of inferior wine he had just played. The forest is deep and dense, but Xie Yuan must leave. Xie Yuan scratched his head with a bitter face, sighed, gulped down Levin white wine, hummed a tune and staggered forward. Xie Yuan remembered that he had just been scolded by his father and frowned. His voice still seems to be ringing in my ears: he rolls around all day and doesn't know how to help his family do business ... Xie Yuan has no choice but to put it on the ledger to collect debts.
Xie, who was singing while walking in the depths of the bamboo forest, suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing head on. Xie looked up and saw a few leaves falling from the sky with flowers and birds. He wants to know, "Where did this strong wind come from?" This will not change the weather. "
Xie Yuan groped along the wind and got closer. He stole a look at the past and found that it was a teenager dancing with a sword. Xie thinks this is a sword dance. Xie hates martial arts and people who practice it. Because he thinks people will sweat when they exercise, and when they sweat, they will stink. As a bank owner, Xie Yuan, who will become a businessman in the future, thinks it seems unnecessary for him to practice martial arts. So his family advised him to learn some work several times. ...