Two days ago, when Lan Yu's reversal released a white light, on an unnamed mountainside in the southwest of the city, a man with a delicate face said: "That light, it must be ......"

The man is of medium height, 1.75 meters in appearance, with a rectangular face, clear eyebrows, long hair, which is buttoned on the top of his head, plus the long Taoist robe he wears, it is not difficult to find that he looks like a Taoist priest. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

There were also two men looking at the man alongside him, their hairstyles and clothes were the same as those of the handsome men, and they were both in their early thirties, but their expressions were full of stability and solemnity, far less than those in their thirties.

"Senior brother, that's right, this is the art of turning things around."

"It's finally here."

"Yes! After waiting for twenty-seven years, they would never have thought that it was the three of us who came, hehaha. ”

"Senior brother, then I'll go back to the Time and Space Cave to deliver the news to the Holy Spirit Temple." A younger-looking, thick-eyed man was about to leap off as he spoke, but before he could get up, he was grabbed by a strong hand.

"Senior brother, don't worry, I've been waiting for twenty-seven years, and it's okay to wait for a few more hours, and then the news will be transferred to the primordial space, and it will take a hundred days here. Let's go, let's have two glasses of wine first. The older man in the three pulled the thick-eyed man towards a thatched hut not far away, and the handsome man shook his head slightly, smiled and followed.

"Wake up." A middle-aged man in his forties and fifties with a slight wrinkle on his cheeks walked in from outside the house.

It was a room of six or seven square meters, a low wooden bed that sat horizontally in the corner, a row of nails nailed to the wall full of clothes, and a worn, dirty computer desk next to the bed.

"Where is this?" Feng Jing wiped his hazy eyes and looked at the entire room until he saw the middle-aged man, and hurriedly jumped out of bed, stood up straight, and put his hands together, "Uncle Zhu." ”

"Don't be so serious, sit down." The middle-aged man waved his hand to Feng Jing and motioned for Feng Jing to sit down, while he walked towards the tattered computer desk, as if looking for something, and turned over the drawer, "If you're hungry, here's money, go out and buy something to eat." After speaking, the middle-aged man seemed to have found what he was looking for and walked out of the six- or seven-square-meter room.

Feng Jing's senior sister Zhu's full name is Zhu Qing, whenever Feng Jing sees him in Dongcheng University, he is always neat and beautiful, and his words and deeds are elegant, it is definitely not that he looks old and unbearable like he is now, his words and deeds are rude, Feng Jing even began to suspect that he had seen the wrong person.

Feng Jing glanced at the shabby table, on which was a small pile of paper money of ten or twenty yuan. On the wall against which the table rests is a photograph of his Uncle Zhu standing by the river with a cute and innocent teenage girl in a white dress.

Suddenly, his stomach couldn't help but growl, he pulled out a ten-dollar piece of paper, opened the door and walked out of the room that was six or seven square meters.

Outside, instead of streets or corridors, there are pavements of various brands of bottled water and water dispensers, about 30 square meters, and a long passage leads to the street. The street was lit with the same incandescent lamps as the houses, and people of all shapes and sizes hurriedly walked by.

Feng Jing was walking out along the passage, when suddenly, he saw someone at a table at the façade twisting his neck and staring at him with wide eyes.

On the chair in front of the table sat a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old, wearing a school uniform, with clear eyebrows, beautiful hair and shawl, coupled with her delicate figure, she must be a beautiful and beautiful person when she grows up.

"Brother Jing, you're awake." Seeing that Feng Jing was grinning and not speaking, the girl opened her mouth first.

"Hmm." Feng Jing was speechless every time he saw a beautiful girl, even this twelve or thirteen-year-old girl.

"Brother Jing, you can sleep so well, you slept for three and a half days." The girl pouted and said playfully.

Feng Jing, who was looking at both sides of the street and confirming the location, turned his head sharply: "What? I slept for three days, what about Jingqiong? ”

"Yes! What Jingqiong? The girl squinted at him.

"What is this place?"

"Daxincun, what's wrong?"

"How did I get here?"

"A beautiful sister sent you, put you here and left in a short time."

"How?"

"How did it come about?"

"Did you come by car?"

"Brother Jing, you are so funny, you are such a big boy, you don't take the car, my sister carries you? You can only carry it. Then the phone on the table rang, and the girl grabbed the phone and talked softly about the bottled water.

Feng Jing walked out of the storefront, but he didn't go far, walked out of this urban village, came to the side of the road, looked at the vehicles in the distance, he felt strange.

He began to recall the scene where he fainted, he was lying in Su Rong's arms, yes, it was his Rong'er, and she also called him Brother Jing.

But why did Wang Jingqiong send him to Uncle Zhu? Why does Uncle Zhu deliver bottled water here?

Feng Jing didn't understand it after all, it was already dark at this time, so he simply turned his head and returned the way he came, not feeling hungry without noticing his stomach.

The girl still sat alone at the lamplit table, but there were more books at the front of the table. The girl is burying her head in her homework, her bangs naturally hanging between her eyebrows, looking pure and cute.

The girl felt that someone was looking at her, and raised her head to see Feng Jing: "Brother Jing, you're back, you haven't eaten yet, have you?" ”

Feng Jing's pair of girl's lantern-sized eyes were uncomfortable, and he moved his eyes to the light with a sense of guilt, but the more Feng Jing's eyes moved away, the more playfully the girl stared at him.

"Brother Jing, what are you looking at, asking you something?" The girl put down the pen in her hand, interspersed the fingers of both hands, and pouted.

"No, no, I haven't eaten yet." Feng Jing turned around and found that his stomach was hungry again.

"Brother Jing, am I terrible?" The girl got up, "My dad asked me to take you home for dinner." ”

It's not scary, it's definitely not scary, it's just that it varies from person to person. Feng Jing thought comfortingly.

"Zhu Qing is your father?" Feng Jing asked in disbelief, he had never heard his master and uncle mention that his Uncle Zhu had a daughter, and every time he went up the mountain, he didn't see anyone with Uncle Zhu.

But this girl is not his daughter, and what is he, wife? It's a joke, he remembered the pictures on the wall.

Obviously, Feng Jing's words were undoubtedly redundant and stupid, and after saying this, he began to doubt his IQ.

"yes, what do you think?" The girl began to clean up the homework on the table, "Brother Jing, you go wash your face first, and then go home with me for dinner." The girl looked at his eyes full of

"Home?" Feng Jing was puzzled, "Where is your home?" Feng Jing looked at the girl.

"Two alleys ahead." The girl pouted at the building in front of her.

Feng Jing glanced in the direction of the girl's mouth, and then got into the small passage where the buckets of water were piled up, and came to the small kitchen three meters square next to the small room and a small toilet inside. Unscrewed the faucet, put some water with both hands and touched his face, looking like a person who had done heavy work, sweating profusely.

Hee-hee, a girl's laughter can be heard from the kitchen, and the toilet shares a door with the kitchenette.

"Brother Jing, it's funny when you wash your face, the more you wash it, the dirtier it gets, right?" The girl walked in, stood in front of Feng Jing, pointed to a towel with flowers that was cool by the small window, and said, "Bring that towel to me." Then she found a basin next to it, put it under the faucet, and filled it with water.

Feng Jinghu suspiciously handed her the towel, and the girl took the towel as if it was fine, and bent down to soak the towel in the water.

Feng Jing thought that the girl was going to wash her face, so he stood here embarrassed, wiped the dripping water on his face, and moved out to the girl sideways.

But as soon as he took a step, he was stopped by the girl: "Brother Jing, where are you going, your face hasn't been washed yet." The girl stood up and pouted.

Feng Jing was about to speak, but his face was covered by a towel, and the girl said playfully: "Bend your head down, I'm not that tall!" ”

Feng Jing couldn't help but bend down towards the girl, and then the girl's hand holding the towel rubbed over and rubbed it on his face.

The girl wore a school uniform with lapels on her upper body and no underwear.

As soon as Feng Jing bent over, he was unlucky, and he just looked at the two pitiful lumps of meat in the girl's school uniform, Feng Jing's face turned red all of a sudden, and he looked at it in a daze.

"Brother Jing, what are you so shy, I have washed your face for the past three days." The girl suddenly sensed that something was wrong, looked at Feng Jing's eyes and looked at herself, screamed, covered her chest, and then threw the towel on Feng Jing, rushed out of the small kitchen door, and threw a sentence, "You wash it yourself." ”

Feng Jing was stunned and grabbed the towel that was about to slide down, he had seen and touched it, but he had never seen such a cute. Thinking of this, Feng Jing suddenly gave himself a mouthful, then bent down and dipped the towel in the basin, and rubbed it on his face before he wrung it out.

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