Update time: 2012-12-10

The book continues last time, and I make a speculation. If the above guesses are close to the essence of the truth, then... why don't we make use of it?

He can even turn the guests on his behalf and completely and completely detain everything Xiang Wangjiang did in City M, so as to gain the greatest benefit from the Xiang family! Unconsciously, I have become accustomed to measuring the value brought by the event itself from the perspective of interests. I don’t know whether this is a progress or a sadness.

However, when I looked at the innocent eyes of the child, I felt soft.

I shook my head and nodded again. Even I didn't know whether I was against it or agreed.

Instead, the little girl smiled and said sweetly to me: "Thank you uncle."

"It's brother." I corrected.

"Oh, OK uncle." The little girl blinked and replied to me with a smile.

What exactly has this child experienced to make her so wary?

I reached out and said to her, "Okay, uncle, it's uncle. Uncle, take you out for food, are you hungry?"

The little girl held her ponytail and looked at me with her head tilted. Her other hand was still holding the crying dirty hands tightly and asked me: "You won't sell us like those people, are you? We are very awesome."

I shook my head. Why do I feel that it is very laborious to deceive children at this stage? The era when I was young was able to follow people by giving me two pieces of candy when I was young is gone.

"No, uncle is a good person." I said seriously.

The crying man interrupted after this sentence: "Fat uncle is a bad person."

Okay! The fat man can't wash away the stain of bullying the child.

But I was too lazy to correct these siblings who had some problems with their heads. Whether it was the cleverness of the young lady or the crying natural stupidity, at least these two children themselves are quite popular.

I followed the crying man and said, "Yes, the fat uncle is a bad guy. I'll ask him to pay for you to eat delicious food in a while, okay?"

After all, they were two children, and when they heard the word "punishment", they laughed happily.

I sighed secretly. The work of coaxing children was too difficult. I would not have children unless I had no choice.

"Yeah." The two children nodded and smiled at me at the same time, and said to the crying man: "Uncle, brother, I want to eat soap buns."

What is uncle and brother?

Is there anyone who calls me like this? Is it good that I am very young?

What is the logic behind this natural crybaby?

I said, "There are many delicious foods, let's go out to eat. Little sister, what's your name?"

The little girl smiled, with two shallow dimples on her face, and the big eyes under her long eyelashes bent into a pair of crescent moons. This child looked like it. I suddenly had a thought, how good it would be if it were my daughter. Bah, such a smart child is too troublesome. Oh, how good it would be if a little girl like a porcelain doll could have a natural mind as stupid as a crying ghost.

The little girl said playfully: "Uncle, my name is Xiang Yuyin. My parents call me Xiaoyu."

I stood up and reached out to pick up the crying man. Well, actually I wanted to pick up Xiang Yuyin, but the girl pushed the crying man in front of me.

Tianrandai was so crying that he opened his arms shamelessly and said to me: "Uncle and brother hug me."

Hug your sister! No, I want to hug your sister! I shouted in my heart, but in my movements, I shrugged my shoulders, picked up the crying man on the bend of my right arm, and the little girl reached out and held my right hand.

I looked at this pair of children with beautiful clothes, mom, I really had the illusion of being a father. How much should this pair of children be liked? No, it is how much Xiang Yuyin liked this child.

Xiang Yuyin, Xiang Yehua...a pair of cute twins, the sister is smart and cunning with the child, the younger brother is naturally stupid and particularly cried. For mature women, such a little boy is amazingly lethal. Haha, parents who can give birth to such a child must not be bad people, right? I would rather believe it like this.

At this moment, the fat man suddenly said with a look of expression: "Yang Guang, go quickly. Something is wrong here."

I didn't react for a while and asked blankly: "What's wrong? Are the people from the Xiang family here?"

Xiang Yuyin, the little girl I was holding in my hand, suddenly said, "Uncle, there is really a big trouble here. Let's go quickly."

I'll go!

I looked down at Xiang Yuyin, what does this child belong to? I am so terrifying. I haven't found any problems yet. Has this child felt the problem?

The fat man hurriedly said, "Hurry up, if you don't leave, it will be a big trouble!"

I suddenly felt my palm tightening, and the little girl grabbed my hand tightly with sweat on her face, her body trembling constantly.

At the same time, not only the little girl, but even the crying girl in her arms began to tremble, blinking her big eyes like a black glass ball, emitting a horrified look. When I saw the fat man again, this guy was sweating all over his head, his neck turned into a mechanical turn, and he said something in his mouth: "Unfortunate, if you encounter such a thing, you will be bleeding a lot."

Among the four living people, I had no feeling at all. But at this time I also discovered the problems around me.

At some point, the originally noisy "crowds" around them became solemn and solemn, whether they were hanging, drowning, or those who had lost their heads and carried their heads in their hands and wandered around. At this moment, they all tried to make themselves very "neat" and hung their heads around their necks. If they were hanging, they would roll their tongues into a roll and stuff them into their mouths.

They all stood there quietly, then slowly and in an orderly manner, moving their bodies towards both sides of the street.

The fat man endured the fear conveyed from his own raising spirits and pulled me aside. He whispered: "After doing the movements with those 'people's', don't show your legs."

I wondered, really wondered what I encountered, which would make the fat man so cautious and fearful.

At this moment, I felt a crisp sound of ding from a very far place, which was the sound of the bronze chime ringing. The sound was very ups and downs. The first time this sound appeared, all the people on the street were kneeling on the ground. Even the fat man knelt on the ground when he heard the sound, and even reminded me: "Kneel down quickly, hurry up."

I was stunned. The crying man in my arms also struggled. I quickly let him down. Although I didn't know why, following the principle of fat people, I must have a great intention. I quickly knelt on the ground. Only then did I realize that the stone road under my feet was not only wet, but also had a thin layer of green moss.

Well, it's soft, it's very comfortable to kneel down. I'm really a bit submissive?

All the "people" attached their hands to the ground and kowtowed. Oh, the "people" who fell off their heads respectfully placed their heads directly in front of their bodies. However, they were face down.

I also pressed my body down and asked the fat man beside me: "Brother Fat, what's going on?"

The fat man's face was a little bad, but to be precise, it was quite bad.

And I found that the little girl Yuyin and the crying girl Ye Hua also had a very bad face. No, to be precise, it was even worse.

bite……

Once again, the crisp sound of copper chimes spread throughout the street, and even the green lanterns around began to jump. It seemed that even the green ghost fire was excited, blooming with the blazing light belonging to this world.

The fat man said in a trembling voice: "It's the Ghost Lord who is coming, he, he, fuck. How could he encounter such a thing?"

I secretly raised my head and looked at the side of the street. I could see my eyes crossing the crowd and looking farther away, but the green light was really not suitable for allowing my eyes to be transparent far away. There seemed to be something big coming over the blur. It was very big, very big...

"King of Hell?" I bent down again. The thing was too big, and I felt a little scared in my heart.

"It's not that thing, pus pus pus pus pus pus, it's sin, it's not the King of Hell, it's the Ghost King. In the human language, it's like a prince. It's one of the people at the top of the pyramid in this world." said the fat man.

I lowered my head, looked at the three people around and said in confusion: "It seems to be very powerful. Are you that scared? Why don't I feel it?"

I didn't feel anything at all, and I didn't even feel anything about amulets. Whether it was the Ghost Lord or the King of Hell, it seemed that it did not pose a direct threat to me, but the three of them were so scared that they were like mice seeing a cat!

The crisp sound rang for the third time.

bite……

suddenly!

A feeling that was indescribable burst out from the bone marrow. This feeling was extremely magical and strange. It was a feeling that made people unable to express themselves. It seemed that I had become much clearer from the inside out at once, and even my thoughts had another illusion of enlightenment. Everything was so intimate and natural, making people feel like they were floating in the air.

In an instant, I realized that the sound of the three copper chimes created a touch from the depths of the soul, just like a mortal worshiping gods.

And in my soul, suddenly the fire encountered cold water, and another strange feeling erupted. This feeling made me stand up unconsciously. For some reason, there seemed to be a force that did not allow me to kneel on the ground and constantly conveyed a signal to me. It shouldn't, no, no, no!

The fat man and the two children were both lying on the ground, making promiscuous moves, and had no time to take care of my actions.

I stood up quietly, slowly, gently, and looked up at the huge body in the distance, constantly approaching. A strange thought from the depths of my soul dominated me standing, and that strange thought steadily influenced my body, and I was not allowed to surrender to this power that came from the depths of my soul.

[A nagging, a very depressed nagging. Fatty, I haven't asked for votes these days, and then I stopped updating for a day due to reasons... But I hope my friends and readers can still support me, but yesterday, I was very sad. Well, there were also happy. What was happy was that Mo Cangsan brothers in the group supported me for two hundred years, but there were also sad. Yesterday, Fatty, I only had 36 red tickets... Is it that Fatty, I barely passed two thousand... Is it because Fatty, I didn't write well? Or are the brothers lazy? Your support, a little encouragement, and a book review and praise are the best motivation for me. At least when I persisted, I still have the motivation and passion to continue writing?

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