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"Boss, serve tea and eat. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" The prince vacated into the bun shop, sat down at a table near the door, and called out weakly: "Boss, come and have a bowl of tea, I'm dying of thirst!"

The farmer's uncle who was selling steamed buns seemed to be a little deaf, ignored him, and continued to shake his head and beckoned to passers-by: "On a hot day, why don't you eat a steamed bun?" This time he said it more clearly, Wang Ziteng finally understood, and his heart jumped with fright: "It's a human meat bun, he's a, not a tender meat bun!"

A minute ago, Wang Ziteng vowed to avenge his father and kill all the unscrupulous people in the world, but his hands and feet were cold, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up and run away.

Wang Ziteng swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva, only to hear the door creak, and out came a lean and thin old man, who laughed like a walnut, and his eyes, mouth, and nose were all squeezed together.

"Child, are you screaming for water?" the old man's eyes smiled into a slit, making it impossible to see what conspiracy was hidden behind these eyes. "We have three kinds of water here, one is bitter water, which is bitter when you first eat it, and you will feel extremely happy after eating, one is tears, which can remind you of the most painful things and ensure that your tears flow out happily, and the third is sour water, which one you eat?"

Wang Ziteng didn't know that there were still these strange things in his shop, wasn't it just water, for people to drink, and giving such strange names, although it could attract people's interest, it was indecent. After thinking about it, he said, "One bowl of three kinds of water." ”

"Okay. The old man smiled and withdrew, and in a few moments he brought out a wooden plate with three bowls in the middle of the plate, and the bowls were empty and there was nothing.

"Little boy, please drink, the left is bitter water, the middle is tears, the right is sour water, the order is different, the taste is different, do you want to be bitter first and then sweet, or sweet first and then bitter?" The old man put the wooden plate on the table, and after introducing his two hands, he hung down at his side, nodded and bent over, like a big good citizen.

Wang Ziteng didn't see it that way, he thought that he had to get out quickly, so he immediately picked up the bowl of water on his left and drank it. At first glance, there was nothing else in the bowl, even when he held it with both hands, Fang Jue contained some water in it, and when his lips reached into the bowl, he could also touch a liquid, but he couldn't see it.

The lips and the liquid kissed again, the coolness penetrated the heart, and when half a bowl of water entered the mouth, I felt that the drink was like bile, and the bitter taste was dispersed from the tip of the tongue to the sides of the tongue, and for a while, in the mouth, throat, chest, and where the water flowed, it was bitter everywhere, which made Wang Ziteng think of the sin he had suffered before, compared with this bitter water, it was really a small thing.

"Do you want to eat candy?" the old man couldn't help but ask, seeing that the prince looked funny when he looked funny.

"No!" Wang Ziteng quickly drank the bitter water and picked up the second bowl of water. This bowl of water is still formless and colorless, when Wang Ziteng's lips touch the edge of the bowl, it will miraculously show its shape, look at the water, the waves are long, I don't know how many times better than the bowl just now. The prince Teng was overjoyed, thinking that the clearer the water, the more luscious, without hesitation, he opened his mouth and poured it down, and sure enough, the entrance was cool, the skin was refreshing, and the tense muscles of the whole body were loosened, and his mood was much better.

Comfortable is comfortable, I don't know why I remembered my father. In order to train me, my father cruelly threw me in the wilderness, and when I shivered in the cold wind, I vaguely heard someone sighing softly in the dark, was that person my father? Since my mother's death, my father played the role of a loving father and a strict mother at the same time, and he had the habit of kicking the quilt, and for many nights, my father gently covered me with a quilt again and again. In order to let me eat well, I went to worship Chef Liu as a teacher, and ate the burnt dishes by myself, leaving me with all the best cooked...... But now, my father is gone, and he is gone forever and forever.

Thinking of his father's love and painstaking teachings to him, Wang Ziteng was unconsciously full of sadness, his nose was sore, and two tears slipped into the bowl.

The old man hurriedly snatched the bowl in his hand, looked at the two teardrops rolling in the bowl, his expression became extremely religious, and read: "From hatred gives birth to love, this love is true, heaven and earth are long, love and hatred, love, condensation!"

The two teardrops shone with white light, constantly absorbing the surrounding mist to strengthen themselves, and in the blink of an eye, they were the size of their thumbs.

The old man laughed: "A child's love is pure! I have only seen such a powerful love bead so far, and I believe that it is just around the corner to become a super invincible peerless divine skill......!"

Wang Ziteng was taken aback, and thought: "Practicing peerless magic skills? Could it be that his three bowls of water can be drunk by others to help him practice?" But I only shed a few tears, what is the use of tears?" Seeing the white mist in the bowl, I don't know what kind of spell it is, and hearing the old man laughing wildly, his heart was anxious and angry, and he just wanted to leave quickly, so he said: "This grandfather, I'm not thirsty, this is tea money, for you." I'm leaving. ”

He put the tea money on the table, turned and left.

"Stop!" the old man shouted. He got cheap, and thought to himself that if he didn't squeeze out this kid's oil and water today, he would not be able to meet such a good product again in the future.

"Okay, grandpa, just let me go, I still have something urgent!" Wang Ziteng saw that he didn't let go, he was really anxious, and while he said, he walked out, as if he was running.

The old man sneered: "Entering my door, I'm afraid it's not so easy to leave!" With that, he grabbed Wang Ziteng's shoulder with his left hand. Suddenly, a yellow ball swam up Wang Ziteng's left shoulder, opened its mouth, and waited for the old man's hand to reach out. The old man was taken aback, thinking what the hell this was, and hurriedly let go, and used his right foot to kick Wang Ziteng's right abdomen instead.

The yellow ball swam very fast, and the old man's feet were only half a foot away from Wang Ziteng's abdomen, so he slowly swam down from Wang Ziteng's shoulder, and when he was still five centimeters away from Wang Ziteng's abdomen, the old man was surprised to find that the big mouth had reached his abdomen, and was waiting for his calves to be sent in.

Wang Ziteng felt a chill in his abdomen, thinking that he had been plotted by the old man, and turned his head to look, but saw a little flower dog hugging his waist and opening his big mouth, and five centimeters in front of its mouth, there was a slender and beautiful calf.

It's a pity that the owner of this leg looks a little sorry for the audience, and wasted the slender look of this leg.

The old man had also seen that the ball was a puppy, and he couldn't help but freeze in place, and the beautiful leg was also stretched out there in a daze, forgetting to take it back.

Wang Ziteng has the support of the fairy dog, where is he still afraid of him? He stuck out his tongue at the old man, made a grimace, ran out of the bun shop with a smoke, took a hot bun in the cage, and said: "What about scaring me? Grandpa is hungry, and he will try it today, Lao Zhang's human meat bun must taste good." ”

When the farmer who sold the steamed buns heard this, he was overjoyed: "Lao Zhangren's meat buns, the taste can't be wrong! Good, good, good, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful! In the future, I will use this sentence to advertise, hehe, my fathers and fellow villagers, pass by, don't miss it, Lao Zhang's meat buns, the taste can't be wrong, absolutely genuine, crack down on piracy...... The fragrant and sweet old Zhang human meat bun, I ate it and ...... fragrant."

The pedestrians on the road were conquered by his eloquence, and they abandoned their children and daughters, or brought their children and daughters, and surrounded them, shouting indiscriminately: "Come one by one, I love you with buns, just like mice love rice......"

Wang Ziteng saw such a lively scene in the distance, and admired himself: "If you don't have anything to eat in the future, you will go to advertise, advertising planner, this is a good name." ”

The old man sighed, had to put away two teardrops, went back to the dark room under the 'Lao Zhang' bun shop, lit the lamp, sat on the chair, and after a while, fell asleep.

"Mr. Yuan. The farmer who sold steamed buns said through the door of the dark room: "Xiao Liu is hanging, Wu Zhizhi went there to see, and the building was empty." ”

The old man was asleep, the saliva at the corner of his mouth was long, and his face was pig-like, not like the shrewd look just now, but after the farmer called the word Mr. Yuan, he immediately woke up, his eyelids jumped up like a spring, and then his eyes gradually returned to the essence!

The old man reached out and grabbed a black robe from under the table, put it on his body, and his whole body was shrouded in darkness. With a wave of his hand, he extinguished the candle, walked to the stone wall, raised his hand and pressed it on the head of a bronze beast in the upper right, and the stone door slowly turned open.

The old man stepped out of the dark room and commanded in a low voice: "Send a signal, cut the grass and eradicate the roots!"

The problem on the back of the peasant's ear had been cured at some point, and he nodded his head and said, "Yes!"

Ten seconds later, a streamer of light rushed into the sky behind the bun shop. The sun was about to set, Wang Ziteng walked to a big market, and heard someone showing off: "Come and see, the 'Sanshengyuan' well, you can see the past and present lives, you can see the lover in your dreams, you can see countless gold and silver, you can see beautiful women like clouds......" Wang Ziteng was aroused by him, walked to the well, and was about to look down, the person who advertised hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him: "Ten cents once." ”

Wang Ziteng was surprised: "Isn't it just to see, so expensive?"

The man smiled and said, "What everyone sees in their eyes is the moon in the water, the color, the emptiness, the name, the emptiness, the profit, the emptiness." Wang Ziteng smiled and said: "Since this is the case, the profit is empty, what do you need money for?"

The man was not angry, and said, "'Well, well, but I am persistent, but the world is stupid, and if I do not take money, and let them steal the heavens, and many people see it, will I not spoil this well, and that will be my sin.'" ”

Wang Ziteng took out five cents and gave it to him, and said, "I'm underage, take half of it!"

The man had a bitter face, and he couldn't say anything, so he let him pass, and then turned around and instructed him: "What you see in the well is your future destiny, but this destiny can be changed, but you should not deliberately change it." Also, if your fate is too complicated, or if your future deeds are too big, and this well is of a lower grade, it will not be able to see your fate, or it will give you false information and use some illusions to confuse you. You just don't believe it. ”

"Okay. Wang Ziteng was bent on seeing what was strange about this well, and he listened to what the man said. I couldn't wait to walk to the well, grabbed the edge of the well with two small hands, and slowly stretched my head towards the well.

His heart was filled with curiosity: "What will I see?"

And it happened in the next second. Wang Ziteng looked at it for ten seconds, his eyes were extremely sore, and he saw the blue waves rippling in the well, and the aquatic plants at the bottom of the well were clearly visible, but there was no image or anything at all.

Wang Ziteng felt strange, so he pinched his nose, patted his face, and shouted to the well: "Look at me!"

The well was very deep, and there were many small holes in the wall, so the echo came to the face: "Look at me, look at my ......"

The prince Teng's three corpses jumped violently, and he couldn't help but scold: "Damn, what kind of ghost well?"

The echo is still the same: "I'm ...... No way...... I'll lean on ......" Wang Ziteng heard the door and said, "Why don't you have the last few words?"

Looking at it again, in addition to water, it was still water, so I had to scold again: "Damn, what kind of ghost well?"

The echo is also: "I rely on ...... What fools?"

"Huh?" Wang Ziteng was sure that he had heard correctly, and thought to himself, "Maybe we have to communicate with it first." He said, "Hey, how are you?"

A few seconds later, the echo came up in waves: "If you have a bad stomach, use your stomach quickly to cure it." ”

Wang Ziteng was finally knocked down by thunder.

Turning his head to scold the profiteer, where can he still be seen? But this well is indeed interesting, Wang Ziteng smiled, his mouth moved, and a mouthful of thick phlegm crossed like a meteor, and fell straight to the bottom of the well.

The well finally moved, and the calm water spun rapidly, as if stirred by a large, invisible hand, faster and faster, faster and faster, until an inverted hollow cone formed in the center.

The thick yellow phlegm did not touch the well water, and sped into the cone that had been carefully prepared for it.

The big invisible hand that stirred suddenly changed the direction of the agitation, and there was a sound of water "snorting", and the vacancy in the center was filled again with well water.

Wang Ziteng was dumbfounded, his eyes widened, and at this time, a small yellow worm flew up from the well water and flew into Wang Ziteng's mouth accurately. Its momentum continued unabated, and it grunted into Wang Ziteng's esophagus again, wet, slippery, greasy, a bit like thick phlegm!

Wang Ziteng was grief-stricken and indignant, his eyes were full of murder, and he had an urge and desire to jump into the well.

The well saw that he was almost done, and the turbulent water returned to calm from left to right, as smooth as a mirror when rolled out by a rolling pin.

The mirror slowly showed two people, a man and a woman.

The man is very similar to Wang Lifa, but he is more handsome than Wang Lifa, and the woman is very beautiful, even if she is angry, she can't hide her beauty. She was clearly angry now, scolding the man incessantly. The man also seemed to be scolding her, and Wang Ziteng was not sure.

In the end, the woman was so angry that she cut off the man's mouth, hid her face and fled out of the door.

The man entered the room and looked at a boy in the cradle, tears streaming down his face.

Wang Ziteng's breathing became very short, his eyes were red, and he scolded loudly: "Let your mother's fart, will my mother be so greedy for life and afraid of death?"

Being scolded by him, the well water shook slightly, but slowly became calm again, and there was no anger, but the picture became more and more faint, gradually disappeared, and when it disappeared completely, when Wang Ziteng concentrated on staring at the water surface, a small yellow worm flew up and entered his mouth, and this thick phlegm is estimated to be stocked.

Then, a voice came from the countless small holes: "I don't have time to show you more, your death has come, and you won't run for your life?"

The turquoise water of the well swayed brightly, revealing a picture: on a sandy and gravel ground, three black-clad masked men worked together to chase and kill a child, one of whom released a cold arrow, and the child's body shook for a moment, but the cold arrow missed and flew into the grass. The other two pounced, and as soon as they fired a dart and let out a drop of blood, the dart hit a yellow object and disappeared. And the drops of blood dripped and covered the child's head, and as soon as the man in black pulled the chain, the child's head was cut off, and a stream of bloody arrows spurted out of his neck, and he fell to the ground and died.

The killer took out the human head from the blood droplet, and it was actually very intact, and the beautiful and delicate facial features were like someone lying on the edge of the well.

Wang Ziteng just started watching a play, and it was interesting to watch, but then he found out that the dead person was himself, and he was so surprised that he couldn't speak, and it took a long time before he said, "What should I do?"

The echo seemed to be a soul-inducing death: "I don't want to die, why don't you go quickly?"

The prince hurriedly stood up, anxious, unable to distinguish between the southeast and the northwest, so he chose a random direction and ran away. After running for half a mile, Wang Ziteng's little head came up with some doorways, "If it can predict the future, it means that I will die in the wilderness, but if I mix in the crowd, won't this thing happen?"

Just as he was about to go back, a sharp voice sounded from behind: "There, catch up!"

Wang Ziteng looked back and saw that there were three men in black with masked faces, in the afterglow of the sunset, like three unreal shadows, Wang Ziteng's heart suddenly cooled half, and he thought to himself: "This time it's really over." ”

Even so, his mind turned sharply: "If I don't run, will I change my fate?" stopped at the moment, turned around and stood still, waiting for the three to approach. The three masked men were also very surprised when they saw that he had no fear, and quickly stood still, and the masked killer in the middle asked, "Are you Wang Ziteng?"

Of course, Wang Ziteng couldn't admit it, but he was young, but he took face very seriously, and he didn't want to lie, so he asked him: "Are you here to kill Wang Ziteng?"

The masked killer snorted coldly, "Not bad!"

"Is there only one Wang Ziteng in the world?" Wang Ziteng hoped that this question could save his life. When the masked man saw him as a little baby, the question he asked was so challenging, he already had a plan in his heart, and said, "Your name is Wang Ziteng, right?"

Wang Ziteng said: "I'm not. ”

The masked man in the middle looked at the two brothers on the left and right, and asked, "He said that he is not, kill or not?"

The two masked men were not as merciful as their boss, and they both said, "I'd rather kill the wrong person than let it go!" The masked man in the middle nodded: "That's right." ”

With a gesture, the three of them shifted shapes and outflanked them.

In Wang Ziteng's eyes, he could only see three black shadows, sometimes three into one, sometimes one into three, and when he saw it clearly, a bright steel knife had been set up on his head.

Wang Ziteng subconsciously, reacted very quickly, put his palm on the back of his hand, and raised it above his head to block the steel knife.

"I can't help myself!" the masked man shouted angrily, and as soon as he finished scolding, a great force of rebound came from the steel knife, and with a click, it broke his arm and pushed him backwards.

The brothers on his left and right were surprised, and their bodies froze, and they each stepped back.

The steel knife flew into the sky, and after the remaining strength was exhausted, it fell in a circle, smashed on the small stones, clanging, maybe it was too sharp, it actually passed through the gravel, embedded in the ground, there was a forked thing on the side of the knife, take a closer look, but it was the two thighs of the man in black, and the steel knife almost asked him to pass on the ability to inherit the lineage. I can't help but have a blue face and a white face, but fortunately, my face is covered, and my face can't be seen by my brothers, otherwise I'm afraid that I won't even have any prestige in the future.

"Boss, can't you go up yet?" The two subordinates saw that the eldest brother almost became a eunuch, and they were worried that their younger brother was also hanging on the tip of the knife, and they really didn't want to take risks, but in front of the boss, they couldn't lose their face as a little brother, and they pretended to really want to save face for the boss.

The boss understood very well, thought for a while, beckoned him and the two of them to come forward, the three heads touched together, muttered and discussed for a long time, and when it was completely dark, the boss stood up suddenly, and his head tilted back: "The little thief wants to run, where are the brothers?"

"In!"

The masked killer nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay, catch up with me!"

"Okay!" the two behind him shouted in unison, and the three of them regained their strength and rushed in the opposite direction to Wang Ziteng. In the darkness, I only saw a sword and sword shadow, and I don't know how many flowers and plants died.

In fact, Wang Ziteng was wearing invisible gloves on his hands, and the good things his father found were basically used quietly on him.

A father's love is always less obvious, and even the loved one sometimes doesn't feel it. The prince escaped from the pursuit, left the South Gate Town, and threw himself into the Snow Cloud Mountain. One day I lived in a hotel under the territory of the Fenlian Sect, in the middle of the night, I heard the sound outside the window, opened the window to see, it turned out to be a heavy snowfall, only to see the snowflakes as big as goose feathers, fluttering, like splashing water.

Wang Ziteng looked at the heavy snow, felt in his heart, and thought: "Isn't God sympathetic to me and raining this heavy snow?"

Just thinking about it, suddenly a white light flashed in front of him, and a person jumped from the roof of the house, and landed in the yard lightly, his legs were not broken, and his body was not shaking, and his skills were naturally not low. However, another black light jumped from the opposite roof, his leg was not broken, and his body did not move at all.

Both of them are on tiptoe, but one is elegant, the other is agile like a tiger, and it is difficult to distinguish between them and them for a while. The black shadow is a man, and the white shadow is a beautiful woman, in fact, she can only be judged to be a woman at the preliminary level, because she can only see her back.

However, whoever looks at this back will remember it for the rest of their lives.

This is not a back, but more like a spirit, a fusion of Athena's classicism and the holiness of Lady Liberty. The man in black originally had all his eyes on the beautiful woman, but suddenly noticed Wang Ziteng, glanced at him, and stopped looking at him, obviously not taking him seriously.

Wang Ziteng laughed, he found a rule, men like to wear black clothes to do bad things, even in the snow. The man in black looked at the woman in white and said, "Girl, it's useless for you to steal the time conversion technique, so give it back to me." ”

The woman in white's voice was as cold as ice: "Whether you will use it is my business, and you are not me, how do you know that I will not use it?"

"Although I'm not you, but you can't use this fact is unchangeable, this baby has been with me for more than two hundred years, if you can use it, then it's funny, let me ask you, how old are you this year?" The man in black was old-fashioned, looking like a 10,000-year-old monster.

The woman in white smiled: "The little woman has just turned eighteen this year, dare to ask the old gentleman Fang Ling?"

The man in black smiled haughtily: "Eighteen, hehe, my granddaughter is eighty this year, I can be your grandfather's grandfather." ”

"Fuck your mother's fart!" The woman in white was teased by him twice and three times, her reason was on the verge of collapse, her hands were raised, and the two white horses swept out like a wind, and where Bai Lian swept, the snowflakes were swept away. The strong wind swept away the snow underground.

The two sleeves can exert such power, and the prince can be shaken.

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