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Seeing this familiar signboard again is really touching.

Tang Yan originally thought that he would not set foot here again, but due to his nature, he still came back inexplicably.

I have to say that the scenery of the crematorium during the day is very beautiful, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the clouds are steaming, like a rare paradise. And the antique courtyard in the forest is even more rare in this era.

Isn't it a beautiful thing to be buried in such a place after death?

Even if you don't bury here, you can live here, it's... It's quite able to cultivate sentiments.

But who would have thought that the crematorium at night and the crematorium during the day are simply two extremes....

Thinking of those things in the back mountain, Tang Yan felt a little weak at the moment. But after experiencing the unbelievable things the night before, and getting the news of Nankun City from Zhao Ayaluo's mouth, as well as the chatter of the dark clouds all the way, he can be regarded as completely sorting out his thoughts.

This happy crematorium is indeed not a good place, it is a place of great evil.

The things I saw that night were not some fierce things, but some remnants of the world. They all have some unfulfilled wishes before they are alive, but they live in a special state, and they generally don't hurt people for no reason....

There is an unknown large array here, and the dark clouds have emphasized it many times, and those remnant souls will never be able to enter.

Tang Yan thought about it calmly, and also recognized this statement, even if he didn't believe in the dark clouds very much, but he believed in Tang Laosan.

Although Tang Laosan has become very mysterious now, he can't push his son into the fire pit by his biological father, right?

Thinking that he didn't even say hello yesterday, he left without saying a word, Tang Yanzhen didn't know what to say when he saw Lao Zhao. Especially for Lao Zhao's cranky thoughts....

Fortunately, Lao Zhao was not in the courtyard, which was a little less embarrassing.

"Donor, is that uncle last night really your father?" The dark clouds are still wrestling with this problem.

"There's something wrong with you." Tang Yan didn't bother to answer, hugged Zhao Ayaluo and walked to the roof.

From last night to now, this question, Wuyun has asked it twice, it is difficult for him to imagine that these two people will be father and son, their faces are not the same, their words and deeds are not like each other, and they will not even say hello when they meet, is this really father and son?

All right! Even if the situation was special last night, it was forgivable not to say hello, but you, who are a son, don't even know what your father does, and you don't know what you ask. This.... Like words?

It can be said that there is a reason why the dark clouds returned to the crematorium again, in addition to wanting to know about the big array here, and having nowhere to go, there are many reasons from Tang Laosan, and he wants to know more news about Tang Laosan.

As for why, it's too simple.

Maoshan Senior, Senior... has been beaten by Tang Laosan, as a descendant of Maoshan Dark Cloud, how can he easily swallow this evil breath. It's a shame and it has to be shamed.

However, it seems that the man is terrible....

It doesn't matter, if you can't beat it now, it doesn't mean you can't beat it in the future.

There is an old saying that only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one win a hundred battles. If you want to get back on the field, you must find out the details of the other party, and this young man turned out to be the son of that person, how could he let it go easily?

The road of cultivation is a bumpy road, only by stepping on the mountains in front of you, can you stand on the highest place and see the mountains at a glance....

Dark clouds have lofty ambitions, but Tang Yan knows nothing. If you know that the purpose of this guy's coming back with him is to defeat his father as a foreshadowing, you can't let him follow him!

Of course, Tang Yan is not a fool, and he also has some purpose in bringing the dark clouds back....

As for the sleeping girl in her arms, Tang Yan really has nothing to do with her, in the final analysis, she only blames that damn sympathy!

Last night, when the big boat just left, Tang Yan was about to leave, but before he had gone far, the girl limped up and said that she would not leave.

If you don't go, don't go, but don't go back to the city with the organization. Seeing her pitiful appearance, out of helplessness, Tang Yan simply took it back.

Along the way, communication was naturally indispensable, it turned out that her grandfather was still in the city, and she didn't want to leave her only relative. But because her grandfather sent her away, she didn't want the old man to know that she didn't leave and was worried, and she happened to meet Tang Yan, an acquaintance who was not too familiar, so it was a matter of the future.

Walking into the guest room, Tang Yan gently put Zhao Ayaluo on the bed, and then turned around and left.

When he came out, he saw the dark clouds meditating in the courtyard, so Tang Yan asked, "What... Will you take bullets? ”

Wuyun opened his eyes and said very seriously: "Of course Poor Dao will not. ”

"Won't you still be so reasonable?"

Tang Yan was speechless for a moment, so he had to walk into another guest room and do it himself.

The position of this bullet is a little awkward, because of that damn self-esteem, even if a military doctor wanted to help retrieve the bullet yesterday, Tang Yan refused.

Are you kidding? Taking off his pants in front of Zhao Ayaluo is resolutely impossible!!

I have to say that Tang Yan thinks too much. Because I later learned that there were specialized medical cars at that time, and no one could see their butts except doctors...

But Tang Yan refused early on, so why was he embarrassed to go again?

This leads to the fact that the bullets are still in the ass meat now....

Fortunately, this bullet should not have come out of the gun directly, most likely after some cushioning or other reasons, and finally hit Tang Yan's buttocks.

It's not very deep, but it hurts...

I've watched a lot of movies about taking bullets, and Tang Yan still has a little bit of this knowledge, but he can take it for himself, and it's that helpless position, it's really not easy!

Tang Yan found a mirror and disinfected the pig-killing knife with a lighter, and then couldn't wait to start this huge project.

However, he clearly underestimated the pain ....

"Ah~! fack!oh~! Holy..."

Biting the lump of cotton cloth, it didn't take long for him to bite it, and he couldn't help but scream heartbreakingly.

At this time, he finally knew that the movie was a lie.

The bullet obviously didn't go much deeper, how could it hurt so much?

Such a scream naturally disturbed the dark clouds, and he kicked the door of the guest room open, and rushed in in an instant.

Dark Cloud saw the situation clearly and hurriedly explained: "Uh... Poor Dao thought something was happening. ”

"Your uncle!"

Tang Yan was sweating profusely, gritting his teeth and roaring: "Ah~! What the hell I am. Fast.. Close the door! ”

Dark Cloud blushed for a rare time, and he pointed to the door and said, "That... Broken! ”

At this time, the critical point had been reached, and the tip of the knife had already reached the warhead, so Tang Yan had to grit his teeth and endure the pain and operate carefully.

Three minutes later, Tang Yan threw away the knife, his whole body was already wet with sweat, he gasped for breath, and it didn't take long for him to finally faint.

"Miss Zhao... Come and see, something big is going on.." The clouds shouted in a hurry..

When encountering this kind of thing, the Taoist priest of Maoshan was also confused, if it was an ordinary skin injury, the magic medicine might still have some effect, but this person completely fainted, how should this be good?

None of the ancestors of Maoshan have ever been shot, so Wuyun has no experience.

In fact, when Tang Yan screamed, Zhao Ayaluo woke up, but she thought of someone's so-called self-esteem, and she didn't go out sensibly, but this little Taoist priest is really a tendon!

I can't go out this time...

The warhead has been taken out, and there is no bleeding, in fact, there is no major problem, it only needs to be bandaged a little.

Zhao Ayaluo did this with a flushed face, and said to the dark clouds: "He has nothing to do, for a while... If he wakes up, don't tell him that I bandaged him, you know? ”

The clouds were puzzled: "Why? ”

Zhao Yaluo glared at him angrily: "There's no why, just say that." ”

The dark cloud nodded earnestly.

After a long time, it wasn't until the sun was about to set that Tang Yan woke up leisurely, and he saw the tie of the bow at a glance, and his whole face instantly became like a blank piece of paper.

"Are you awake?" Dark Cloud asked hurriedly.

"She did it?" Tang Yan asked through gritted teeth.

"She said she couldn't." The dark clouds are still trustworthy.

The matter has come to this, Tang Yan has the heart to die, he knew that the ending would be like this, why bother to die in the first place?

Is.... O iniquity!

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