The Fatty King has really become a monk. Is it really such a coincidence that the hardship in the real world has something to do with the Fatty King? If you say that they are the same person, they are really a little bit close.

The hardship in the real world, old age, wrinkled face, calm when encountering, capable in doing things, taciturn but surprisingly speaking, the hardship in the Tang Dynasty, (Fat King) is honest and honest, open-minded, calm and steady, doing things

They are very independent and young and strong. Apart from their different ages, they have the same temper.

When the sky is raining at night, the natural rain and mist will bring the distance between heaven and earth closer, like a pair of ambiguous and happy enemies, either gloomy and close within reach, or clear sky with white clouds on the blue background, looking down at it.

Xiao Ming, who was unable to sleep, felt like his mother telling the legendary Pangu. The whole space was like an egg. He was Pangu who was sleeping in the egg. He made his image into the giant Pangu who created the world, and felt that it was a bit illogical.

Who is Pangu? He dares to fight against the darkness and swings a giant axe to split the sky and the earth? Although it is just a legend, he is amazed at the legendary courage that not only creates the universe, but also creates miracles, but he is like a tiny grain of sand

Dust drifts with the wind and cannot be self-right.

The wind seemed to be increasing its strength to criticize the shaky window frame. The window frame was struggling and making a painful "creak" sound. This was a house that was too dilapidated to be worn, or was the fat king who let him live in for nothing.

If it weren't for the fat king's name, Xiao Ming, who was penniless, wouldn't know how to spend his days and nights. Just because of this Du Ping's identity, Xiao Ming could be so arrogant.

I was taken care of by Fatty King because of my classmates and friends. I lived in this dilapidated house that had been vacant for a long time. There was a window in the room, and you could see the crooked tree outside through the window.

When Xiao Ming was free, he would stare at the crooked tree in a daze. As he looked at the crooked tree, the crooked tree became a bit like a human figure, very much like an old man who was staggering and slow to move...

The crooked-neck tree appeared in Xiao Ming's dream. Not far from the crooked-neck tree, the two white paper lanterns floated over, "Xiao Ming... is back..." It was gloomy and long, as if it was from hell.

The sound of calls from him once again invaded his eardrums.

I felt my fingers fumbled up and got up, my brain was uncontrollably trying to go out... I knew I would see something bad, but I couldn't stop coming down. The dark, lonely, and cold atmosphere instantly accommodated Xiao Ming who was walking out of the door.

All you see is a quiet situation, rows of houses built with earth walls, trees that are still and without vitality, rivers and bridges, everything is available, but it lacks the natural aura it should have.

Just like the nature seems to be cursed, the people, plants and animals here are dying and disappearing, which makes Xiao Ming feel frightened and terrified, because everything here is dead, just like the earth is on the verge of destruction.

The only thing that attracted him was the two jumping paper lanterns. No, it was not just paper lanterns. Xiao Ming saw two plain white people. Both of them were women, one was much older and the other was weak.

The wind can blow her away.

I don’t know what happened, but when I saw that the paper lantern was operated by two ‘people’s’, Xiao Ming suddenly became nervous. He wanted to see the true faces of the two ‘people’s’, but he seemed to be afraid of something in his consciousness.

Everything is sleeping or dead, and there are only Xiao Ming and the two "people" who carry paper lanterns in the whole space, and the two "people" seem to be deliberately avoiding Xiao Ming, not wanting him to see them. When he was floating in front of him, he suddenly made a sharp turn and drifted straight away.

What a thing? Xiao Ming stood there and felt something surging in his eyes. He subconsciously reached out and touched it. It was wet and a bit like water. Tears, how could I shed tears? This is entering this strange dream The second cry.

Strangely, the two paper lanterns stopped strangely after Xiao Ming stopped walking. While wondering, the old back suddenly turned around and waved to him, "Xiao Ming... is back... "The old voice, hellish coldness, Xiao Ming was shocked to see that this old figure was not the mother.

"Mom," let out a deep cry. The man had already run out to approach the paper lantern. The old figure saw Xiao Ming continue to follow him. He did not respond, but slowly turned around mechanically and continued to move forward...

The more you walked forward, the more empty it was in front, the more intense the atmosphere of fear, the colder the temperature. Xiao Ming couldn't help but want to see the old face, so he kept following him. What annoyed him was that he walked fast and the paper lantern He floated fast, and he was just rushing to the point where he could not see the true faces of two people holding paper lanterns.

I was so angry that he wanted to take out the sachet. At this moment, Master Shi Yuan's words echoed in Xiao Ming's ears: Your relatives and friends need you.

Did the paper lantern come to pick me up? Xiao Ming said suspiciously, but he didn't stop because of his doubts. He didn't know how long he had been away. Three wooden doors suddenly appeared in front of him, and the two paper lanterns reflected. In front of the second door, it seemed like he was waiting for him. When he was about to get close to the paper lantern, two people flashed into the door... There was only one withered hand, still in the crack of the door, deliberately pressing it against it. The door that was about to be closed and take advantage of the opportunity to wave to Xiao Ming who was rushing behind.

Looking at such a strange scene, Xiao Ming hesitated and asked to himself: What's inside the door? It's not a trap, right? Just as he was hesitating, the door suddenly opened, and a petite figure appeared. The distance between the door and Xiao Ming.

"dad……"

"It's Shasha," Xiao Ming shouted anxiously and rushed over... It's over. When he rushed over, he suddenly lost his balance, just like he fell into the bottomless abyss, completely falling into the darkness, and still keeps going Drop down...

Zhong Kui was exhausted, and Xiao Ming's discomfort made him angry. At present, what else could he do besides sulking alone? It might not be possible to whip his body to relieve his anger.

Xiao Ming's three souls and seven spirits were all followed by the life soul and left his body, so when he was reincarnated in the Tang Dynasty, the body sounds in the real world were completely gone.

At the entrance of Zhong Kui Temple, Xiao Ming was anxious to return to the soul. In Donghua Village, there seemed to be a new family with a dead relative. They were also holding a funeral. The drummers had to stop until 11 o'clock.

At this time, it is not popular to bury the cave. Most people are invited to come to their homes, take out the birth date of the deceased, and ask the teacher to calculate the burial date. In this case, the Yin and Yang also have to speak according to the conditions of the master's family. If the family is a wealthy family, then Mr. Yin and Yang will set the date of burying the deceased within ten days, and take a step back; if the deceased's family is not well off and even the deceased's old clothes cannot make do with it, then Yin and Yang The gentleman deliberately set the burial date very close, which is only three or two days.
Chapter completed!