Thinking of the rice balls, my stomach rumbled a few more times.

Trembling and standing on tiptoe, he looked at the big head of the wriggling black ant with no end in sight.

Liang Meng felt that he had suffered several catastrophes in the past and had not died, and he would definitely be starved to death today.

Nima!

He swallowed hard and rubbed his stomach vigorously. Liang Meng continued to greet helplessly, but he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

Finally, it was dark, and the Cloud Dreamhall was closed. Liang Meng was also hungry, with more air in and less breath, lying on the cold ground.

"Hall, hall master, it's time to eat. ”

The legend's situation was not much better than that of his hall master, the cyan and elegant robe was crumpled, and a piece of the hem was torn in one place.

A pair of black satin shoes were also dusty and dusty, and there was no clean place.

The neat bun on the top of the head is also hanging crookedly at the moment, and the green jade hairpin is even more crumbling.

Where is this still a beautiful white-faced scholar in Yunmengtang, this is simply a down-and-out little beggar on the street.

It is estimated that the legend is also very hungry, and his voice is weak. But because he ate some in the morning, he was a little better than his hall master.

As soon as I heard about eating, Liang Meng, who was lying on the ground and pretending to be dead, stood up with a carp, uh...... I was really bored, I didn't stand up, and I lay down again.

Looking at the table full of food, Liang Meng's eyes turned green. Like a hungry wolf, he can't wait to fill everything on the table in one go.

Chopsticks are all saved, and you can get started directly.

"Hall Master, are you still thinking about Qi Zhen now?"

The legend buried his head and ate wildly for a while, and when the hunger disappeared, he slowly raised his chopsticks and asked curiously Liang Meng, who was still gobbling up on the other side, while eating.

Liang Meng's elbow in his left hand did not stop, and the steamed bun in his right hand did not let go, and he lifted his eyelids and looked at the legend. Asked in confusion.

"Who is Qi Zhen?"

Legend......

Sure enough, people can't be too idle, otherwise they are prone to depression.

The next day, the legend tore down the sign at the door.

Those who were not enough to let Liang Meng solve the problem shook their heads and regretted their faces.

After all, you don't get paid for the consultation, and you will be given the problem for nothing. This kind of good thing doesn't happen every day.

Liang Meng couldn't sleep all night because of Qi Zhen's depression for a few days, with two huge black circles under his eyes, pulling the sleepy legend who no longer knew the east, west, north and south, sitting under the dark tree and sighing.

Tonight, the moon has just slowly come out of the sea, and even the treetops have not yet climbed. Liang Meng yawned, said something to the legend vaguely, and then shook back to the bedroom to sleep.

"Hall Master, I have eaten so much, I am afraid it will be uncomfortable to lie down now, it is better to ......"

Bang!

Before the legend could finish speaking, Liang Meng had already closed the door.

The legend stood outside the door, staring at the bedroom with sleepy eyes that had never even lit the candlelight, yawning heavily, shaking his head and smiling helplessly.

In the past few days, in order to relieve the depressed hall master of his family, the legend has not rested well for several days and nights. Right now, too, it's dark.

What I know is that I haven't rested well, it's dark circles. I don't know, I thought I was punched by someone.

Call~~

Tonight was finally a good night's rest, the big lion breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and quickly disappeared into the night.

Liang Meng returned to the room, closed the door casually, let alone the candle, and fell on the bed without taking off a single piece of clothing.

In the blink of an eye, a bold snoring came from the bed.

If this man is very tired, he can easily fall asleep. than Liang Meng tonight.

Liang Meng, who had slept in the past, had an unusually clear dream.

The strange thing is that half of the figure and the half of the scenery in the dream are gone. As far as the eye could see, it was all dark, and there was no light at all.

In the dream, Liang Meng didn't know what he was lying on, and the bumps were very strong. Like a boat jolting in a huge wave.

It's going to go headlong at any time.

Liang Meng was seasick.

In the 21st century, I once went to sea to play, and I almost didn't give it to the ship.

This would be such a violent bump, even in a dream, Liang Meng could clearly feel a churn in his stomach.

The bump continued for a while, and finally stopped before Liang Meng vomited out the stomach of rice that Liang Meng ate at night.

Like a high-altitude projectile, a straight line landing, bang, not only the movement of the fall is very large, but the feeling of pain is also very real and strong.

Liang Meng's waist didn't know what it was, it was sharp and hard, like the corner of a table. Liang Meng, who was in pain, hissed and inhaled cold air.

Now, no matter how dead I sleep, I will wake up. It's just that the cost of waking up is too great and too painful.

Liang Meng lifted his eyelids, but it was still dark in front of him.

At first, Liang Meng thought that he had fallen off the bed. Stretched out his arms and groped for a while, he didn't touch the bed for a long time, Liang Meng couldn't help but scold Nima, this turned over from the bed and wouldn't fall directly to the yard.

But suddenly, she stopped.

Wrong!

She's not in her room!

Because her hand touched the slippery mountain wall.

The eyes opened and closed, and after a few back and forth, nothing could be seen except the inky blackness.

Liang Meng's hand that stopped on the mountain wall carefully touched it again, and there were only hard and slippery mountain stones.

Listen closely, and the sound of dripping water. Tick, tick, slow and crisp.

Obviously, this is a cave. And it's a deep cave, because the echo of the drop of water is far away.

Where is the dream, I was captured by some bastard who doesn't open my eyes.

Liang Meng sneered, I didn't expect that in this Zhou Yuan, there would be anyone who dared to break ground on Tai Sui's head.

Looking around, there was not a single light leaking in from the outside. I don't know if the bastard blocked the entrance to the cave or if he was in the deepest part of the cave.

Liang Meng stood up, got up a little violently, and hit her head against the sharp rock wall, and she bared her teeth and screamed in pain.

"Anyone?"

Except for an echo that was far away, there was no other voice responding to Liang Meng.

Liang Mengmao bent his legs at the waist, supported with one hand on the top of his head, and groped forward step by step. The road under your feet is also very rugged, and the touch is full of sharp and awkward stones.

It was like a finger pressure board, and it hurt and itched.

Liang Meng only had a thin layer of footwrap on his feet, and he stopped after walking a few steps.

Nima, it's so torturous.

The key is that these tortures are not the most depressing, what is depressing is that he has just exerted a spiritual power that is impressive.

Unexpectedly! Completely!

It was as if the spiritual power had flowed out of his body, empty, and he couldn't feel any power.

What can I do?

Walking, it hurts too much, and it takes half a day to walk out two or three steps.

shouted, except for his own echo, not even a ghost scream.

Sit, can't sit down. Horn's ass hurts.

Lie down, don't even think. My whole body hurts.

Stand, stand not straight. Stand up straight and meet.

You can only bend your legs with your waist bent, and your feet have to keep changing the focus point in order to replace each other to rest your feet.

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