My heart became more and more suspicious, and I couldn't help riding around the ice lake. These emperors were fortunate to visit Shanglin Garden, and all the doors of the palace were open, and only people were allowed to guard the main roads in and out. I put the horse aside in the dense forest, tied it firmly, and then walked to the fairy palace. This God once predicted that she would die early because of her illness, and for this reason I don't want to let her go. Mrs. Huo. The palace guard stopped me. "Your Majesty has said that this is a holy place for the Lord of God. Please avoid it, madam." I breathed a sigh of relief that they knew me. I asked him: "Here … …" Is there really a God? "Madam, you can't talk nonsense in your humble position." The palace guard said, "It is said that there is no miracle at ordinary times, and only after the emperor's three invitations will he appear." "What was it like when the Lord came?"? Did you see it yourself? "Indeed, I saw it with my own eyes, and the hall was full of rumors." The soldier finished, looked at me and said, "Madam, I can't say any more. Madam, please go back." I turned as if to leave the Asgard. My eyes swept lightly through the black palace, intending to explore the situation of the palace through the beams of the building. Ancient palaces were built with logs to support the weight of the roof, so the internal structure of the building can often be detected through the external beam structure. Unlike modern architecture,Portable gold trommel, with the addition of reinforced concrete, the origin and development of load-bearing beams and columns can not be seen outside. I decided to explore the Asgard at night. I want to know, is this person who predicts that he will die early after getting sick a person or a ghost? If she were a person, she would not be qualified to say such a thing. If she's a ghost.. Chapter 53 the dilemma of life and death. Now that the emperor has come to Shanglin Garden, he naturally has to go to "accompany and sleep" when he gets sick. I am always suspicious of this word, and I don't know how many emperors like him like to let their subordinates "sleep together" in China for five thousand years. In normal times, I had to wait with him for half a day before I let him go. Today,Carbon in Pulp, I was restless and watched him leave Beppu. Ning er was sleeping with the wet nurse, I found a black dress, plus a black mask cloth, holding scratching, ropes, stirrups and other tools to help climb. After Qi came, he still remembered this kind of thing, and I asked him to help me get a set by the way. With a wave of my hand, I bounced up the wall like a spider man and jumped easily from the top of this room to that room. It takes more than an hour to ride a horse from Beppu to the ice lake. I prepared the horse early in the secret place behind Beppu Mountain. I got on my fast horse and headed for the frozen lake. There are clouds in the sky today, the stars are not clear, and the moon is covered with a hazy halo, indicating that there will be no rain and wind in the middle of the night. I soon arrived at the Asgard, and I could see that the guard here was a little relaxed at night. This is the place where the God is. Who dares to come? Even the soldiers guarding the palace were very far away from the palace of immortals, so as not to disturb the miracle. I climbed up the wall, coltan ore processing ,gold heap leaching, like a cat on the broad beam of the hall, and passed through the front hall silently. In a large palace, the front hall, the rear hall, the east and west gardens, and the side hall were all quiet and silent. I was careful to use force to avoid the hollow echo of my fingers or instruments hitting the roof tiles. There was a little whine behind me, and I crouched on the roof and turned around to see every hall. Countless curtains were blown up by the evening wind. Beside the thick pillars of the palace, floating and swaying. Curtains are deep and shallow, near and far, layer after layer, with no end in sight. The curtain kept fluttering, as if a living thing was blowing behind it. I could not help looking back at the front hall, hesitating in the rear hall, and seeing a dark curtain slowly opening in the deepest place. In the palace of the gods, as if behind the curtain. The door of a palace that had been closed for a long time opened to me. I seem to hear the sound of the door shaft in the stone mortar, and listen carefully to the past seems to be just the wind. Raise your head, light as the stars of nothingness in front of you. A magnificent white lotus blossoms slowly. It was such a familiar scene that I almost cried out. Press your lips, grasp the pillars, and see only the curtains of the Fairy Palace fluttering in the wind-this illusion. I once saw it in the ancient tomb of the vassal king under the pressure of the young lady. At that time, I just said it was normal and thought it was just an illusion. The Asgard is still empty. I simply rolled down from the roof and stood in the middle of the hall. Standing on the golden brick of the hall, the wind roared in the palace of immortals, winding endlessly. I took the veil off my face. In a strong wind. The mask soon flew high into the sky and disappeared. Are you a God? I asked, and the sound hit the empty temple. There is a palpitating echo. No one answered me that the God King might be an illusory legend. I said, "I'm coming for you.". Do you dare to see me? The wind blew my clothes in disorder, and I said, "You don't see me, because there is no you in the world." I also said: "The swindling is known to the world." My tone was full of threats, not for anything else, but for her saying that "life is not long". How could she say that about him! More than half of the three years have passed. Perhaps I am oversensitive. Every time Sister Jiao talks about getting sick, she adds a touch of sadness between her eyebrows. I don't know whether it's for getting sick or for me. When she came to see Ning Er, she said, "Wanwan, you are so happy.". Her hand, however, pinched her knuckles white after Ning's swaddling clothes. The more happiness I have, the more I am afraid of losing. I have been used to the feeling of being with Qubing, and most of his thoughts are given to his barracks, which makes me always feel that the time spent with Qubing is too short. I also feel strange, we have been in the battlefield so many times, why has not been able to look down on the entrance of life and death. I said to myself again and again, Qubing is young, strong and energetic; the Han Dynasty is powerful and invincible. How smooth and beautiful is the road before me! But, a Jiao elder sister,gold CIP machine, God king, these so-called can know the funeral, why one by one language is not auspicious? Only now do I feel that Miss is the best for me. Always good. -No! Miss is not good enough for me! I revisited Miss Yan's last words to me countless times. She once hoped that I would leave the Han Dynasty. ore-magnetic-mining.com