My name is Zeng Jing, the son-in-law of a wealthy family, but I have time powers

In order to save money, Zeng Jing bought a small set.

I spent hundreds of thousands and felt nothing.

It's a waste in the first place. Who knows how many days we can stay here?

The next step is to play and find a good place. It's time to relax.

After asking around for a long time, I found a good place. There is Kongming Mountain on the outskirts of Xiangyang City, which is under the jurisdiction of Hehe County.

There is a temple on the mountain, which is where the gate of Jiyang Sect is located. There are many Taoist priests on the mountain. It is said that the founder, Jiyang Venerable, is a saint in the divine world.

There is a god here. Could it be that someone has ascended to the divine realm?

The car that comes to Daoshan is a new energy vehicle. This thing uses crystals to start, and the principle is similar.

The fare is not cheap, one thousand SGD per way. Isn’t this just a bus?

I haven’t sat on this thing in years, and it feels like I’m back in my childhood.

We didn't get on the bus until the afternoon. There weren't many people there, just about ten people.

I originally wanted to sleep, but there was a beautiful girl next to me. She looked very similar to Mu Xiaoxian, and she felt friendly.

Zeng Jing couldn't help but take a peek, thinking about how to strike up a conversation.

I’ve never chased a girl before, so I wonder if others will be offended?

The girl realized something was wrong, raised her head and glanced at Zeng Jing, her eyes also paused, as if she didn't expect a man to be so handsome.

There are many handsome men, but they all have different temperaments. Who can have the royal aura like Zeng Jing?

"Hey! Why are you always looking at me? I don't know you."

Zeng Jing's old face turned red: "Beauty, you are so beautiful. I'm so rude to such a beautiful lady! I'm so rude!"

The girl chuckled: "What you say is really interesting. Do you need to tell me whether you are beautiful or not? You are frivolous!"

"No way? A man must be upright. I am Zeng Jing, single and unmarried, nicknamed Honest Young Man. Can you, the beauty, reveal your name?

The little girl covered her mouth and snickered: "Flattery is not worthy of an honest young man. I think he is a lecher."

"Food and sex! What man doesn't like beautiful women, unless there is something wrong with his brain."

"My name is Wei Yuxian, the seventh eldest, and my third brother's name is Wei Liuxing."

Even their names are similar, with the word "fairy" in them.

"Is your third brother famous? I've never heard of him."

Ga! Wei Yuxian was stunned.

"Have you never heard of the Wei family?"

"No, I'm from out of town. I just arrived yesterday and today is the second day."

"So that's it. The Wei family is one of the two major families in Xiangyang City. My brother is very powerful. Be careful he beats you."

"Why did he hit me?"

"Because you molested his sister."

"No, girls also need to make friends, right? There is always someone you like. You should also have a standard in your heart. If you meet the standard, you will naturally like it."

"You're right, but I have high standards."

"tell me the story."

"It must be a unique genius, such as a martial saint."

"What a coincidence, I happen to be." Zeng Jing smiled secretly. With her own strength, she pretended to be a Martial Saint, and she couldn't catch him easily?

"That's not enough. You must be both civil and military, outstanding, talented, and handsome."

"You are so smart, I am your reference."

"Bragging, what talent do you have?"

"Then let me sing you a song."

"Okay, okay! I like singing the most." The little girl clapped her hands innocently.

“……(|||?︵?.)….”

"Sing quickly! Hurry up."

"The name of this song is Broken Dreams, in dialect. If you don't understand, I'll explain it to you later."

There was a cold wind in the early morning sky, which hurt my face.

The sound of my breathing resists the cold winter of memory.

Lonely and indulgent in the street of nostalgia, how heartbreaking it is.

Looking back, it was all a trick of fate.

Buried in my heart, in my memory, I care about that face.

That star knows my difficulties.

Staring at the stars, I think of your old smile and the broken dreams left in the corner of your eyes.

In the past, I didn't understand whether destroying the dreams you had and jumping into the darkness would cover up the pain.

But he was in the late night rain.

Buried in the heart and memory, the ending cannot be saved. Miss that face

That star knows my difficulties.

Staring at the stars, I remember your old smile.

…………,………….

Although it is a dialect, some words can be heard.