"Sanqing, where are you going!" After Fan Youwei entered the tower, he couldn't leave after finding that the situation was wrong, so he had to go up to the second floor tremblingly. The second floor of the tower is much smaller than the first, and it is more appropriate to have no Vajra statue, or rather nothing. After Fan Youwei came to the second floor, he was surprised to find that there were no further steps to go up here, and he was even more surprised and panicked for a while. After walking slowly to the center and stopping, he looked up at the roof and began to mutter.

"No, you have to go out!" Fan Youwei, who stared at the roof for a long time and couldn't think of a reason, pondered carefully, this place should not stay for a long time, so he quickly came back to his senses and turned around to go downstairs. But before he could reach the top of the staircase, the staircase suddenly disappeared. The entire second floor immediately became a confined space, and Fan Youwei was like a sparrow trapped in a cage, unable to escape.

"This, it's over now!" Fan Youwei looked around for a while, then frowned, and said in a deep voice. Then he slowly walked back to the central position, and after returning to the center, he couldn't help but look up again. When I looked up, I suddenly noticed that the pattern on the top of my head had suddenly changed, becoming like a kaleidoscope, constantly rotating and changing.

"This, what's going on!" Looking at the changes on the top of his head, Fan Youwei became curious again, and subconsciously stared at the pattern on the top of his head for a while, but when he looked at it, he felt dizzy and drowsy. Fan Youwei hurriedly came back to his senses, shook his head, and wanted to refresh himself, but the more he tried to make himself refreshed, the more dizzy he felt, and soon he lost consciousness completely and fell to the ground.

"My poor son, it's not that Lao Tzu is ruthless, it's all for the great cause of a thousand years!" When Fan Youwei opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on the river beach, and it was a river beach that he was very familiar with. The surprised Fan Youwei hurriedly got up and looked around. Soon, he recognized this river beach as the one where he grew up, the river beach in Fanjia Village. At the same time, a familiar voice came to his ear. So he quickly came back to his senses and looked at the source of the sound, and this look was suddenly startled again.

It turned out that it was none other than Fan Fan Rendian, who claimed to be Fan Youwei's biological father. At this time, Fan Rendian was still wearing a white dress, looking like an ancient man who came out of a painting. Moreover, he was still holding something in his hand, and he said that sentence to the thing in his hand just now, and after he finished speaking, he looked around again, and then squatted down and put the thing in his hand on the river beach. After putting down what he was holding, he quickly got up, sighed, and turned to leave.

Seeing this, Fan Youwei hurriedly chased after him, but before he could get closer, Fan Rendian had already disappeared. So, Fan Youwei had no choice but to quickly run to the thing that Fan Rendian put on the river beach, wanting to see what the hell this guy was doing. As soon as he got closer, he suddenly heard a baby's cry, and he quickly squatted down to take a look. only to find out that Fan Rendian put on the riverbank turned out to be a baby.

"This kid, why is he so like me?" Fan Youwei stared at the baby on the river beach for a while, and suddenly had such a thought, so he couldn't help but stare at it a few more times.

"Listen, there seems to be a child crying in front!" Just as Fan Youwei was staring at the baby confused, a woman's voice suddenly came from his ear. Fan Youwei was startled, worried about being seen, he quickly got up and wanted to find a place to hide. However, it was too late for him to get up. Not far in front of him, a man and a woman were slowly walking towards Fan Youwei. The two of them snuggled up to each other as if they were a couple. Fan Youwei was stunned on the spot, but they didn't seem to see Fan Youwei at all, they just kept pointing to the baby on the ground and kept discussing.

"This, this is impossible, impossible......" After finding that those two people didn't seem to be able to see him, Fan Youwei didn't want to hide. He stared at the two people in a daze, and when they walked in slowly, Fan Youwei also saw their appearances clearly, Fan Youwei's eyes were about to fall out, and he looked lost.

"It's really a child, who is so ruthless that he actually threw the child by the river!" At this moment, the voice of the man among the two also sounded in Fan Youwei's ears. Fan Youwei came back to his senses, stared at the men and women in front of him in despair, watching them slowly squat down, and the woman gently picked up the child on the ground.

"This is not called ruthlessness, this is called lack of virtue!" After picking up the child, the woman immediately said this sentence with resentment.

"Yes, lack of virtue, lack of virtue!" After listening to the woman's words, the man immediately responded with a smile.

"Alright, don't do what I mean. Think about what to do now, you can't throw him back again!" As soon as the man's voice fell, the woman immediately spoke again.

"Otherwise, or else, you see that the two of us have no children, so it is better to take this child back and raise it as your own! You are a boy, fat, and must be very healthy!" After listening to his wife's words, the man lowered his head and pondered for a moment before he said this tentatively.

"Well, this one! I think it's okay!" Hearing her husband say this, the woman also became hesitant. After thinking about it for a long time, he said this. Then, the man nodded, and a big smile appeared on the woman's face.

"I, I picked it up? No, it can't be, it's all fake, I'm not the son of that bastard!" Seeing this scene, Fan Youwei's whole person was in chaos, his emotions became very unstable, and he began to talk to himself. And the couple slowly left with the child in their arms.

"Dad, Mom! I'm promising, I'm here, you look at me, look at me and tell me it's not true, it's not true!" Seeing his parents walking away, Fan Youwei hurriedly tried to calm his son, but no matter what it was called, his parents did not make any response. He spread his legs and ran after them, until they disappeared before he stopped. He was so tired that he was trembling, shivering, and panting. His legs went limp, and he fell to the ground.

"Impossible, impossible, this is not true......" Fan Youwei sat on the ground, the six gods and no master muttered to himself, covered in cold sweat, and after the collapse, the tears were worthless.

"Stinky boy, what are you crying about, stand up for me!" Fan Youwei knelt on the ground, lowered his head, tears kept falling, and he couldn't cry. A familiar voice suddenly came from his ear, and he said this in the tone of teaching his own son.

"Go away, don't bother me!" After hearing this voice, Fan Youwei didn't think about it, and immediately replied viciously.

"Yo, the stinky boy has a good temper!" As soon as Fan Youwei's words fell, the man said this again.

This time, Fan Youwei obviously found that something was wrong, and after being stunned for a moment, he hurriedly turned his head to take a look, only to find that a fat man was standing beside him with his stomach on his stomach, with a displeased expression on his face. This fat man is none other than the person Fan Youwei loves and hates, his master, the ghost doctor!

"Dead fatty, you're not dead!" After seeing Bao Ye, Fan Youwei immediately came to his senses, and then suddenly got up and pounced on Bao Ye.

"No, I'm dead, I'm already dead! Everything here is your hallucination, but it's also true!" When Fan Youwei pounced on Bao Ye, Bao Ye said this faintly, and then Fan Youwei pounced into the air, directly through Bao Ye's body, threw himself on the ground, and fell into a dog eating.

"Why, why do good people have to die!Why do ......" Fan Youwei, who threw himself into the air, got up with difficulty, and said while crying.

"Alright, look at your virtue! Swallow back your tears. What can I tell you? A man must stand upright when he is beaten, and he will not shed blood and tears! Look at what you look like now!" said Bao Ye, who looked down at Fan Youwei, with an expression of hatred that does not make steel.

"I, I don't cry, I don't cry!" Fan Youwei raised his head to look at Bao Ye, nodded vigorously, and then gritted his teeth and said this.

After hearing Fan Youwei's words, Bao Ye smiled slightly, and then reached out and pulled Fan Youwei up from the ground. After that, he opened his mouth and whispered: "Come, stinky boy, go with Bao Ye, and tell Bao Ye what has happened recently!"

(End of chapter)