„Snail and turtle live in a house, some day the snail was not careful that has scratched an opening with the knife, quick of fresh blood stream, therefore makes the turtle find the doctor on hurrying to him, the turtle went, quite a while has not seen the turtle to come back, cannot bear shout 【Your his mother does not come back, I flowed blood stream dead】, After at this time gate, broadcasts the voice of turtle 【My grass, this is not running, you asked father not to go again】.”
This Shen Huang has not smiled, but on the face had a light happy expression, this man, first in front of her said „his mother” and „my grass” and „father” these words, although spoke a joke, but she knew this whole life estimate also to be able on him so natural saying in front of herself
„Qing Shui, I am all right, your joke is very good.” Shen Huang saying gently.
„Is all right well, I fear you unable to look on the bright side of thing, or is thinking snatches my thing with the blade.” Qing Shui relaxes to say.
„You are really the dog mouth cannot put out ivory, I snatch your thing to make anything.” She knows snatching thing that Qing Shui said what snatches is any thing, because she can feel the idea of Qing Shui, knows the thing that Qing Shui said is anything, her first time dislikes this to feel others idea the ability.
Qing Shui hey smiles to draw her to pick up the speed of advance, suddenly the ear hears whistling the rumor.