Very melancholy,

Very sad,

is also very helpless,

It's dark in front of my eyes,

When I open my eyes again,

Zheng Fan found himself standing on a busy street,

Bow your head,

I saw a man holding a string of sugar gourds in his hand grinning at himself......... Unfilial son!

Demon Pill learned a little bit this time, or maybe the last time they met was because Zheng Fan, who borrowed it by the way, experienced the nightmare caused by Tian Wujing's self-destruction, and this time, it was the "dream" he made himself.

In short, this street has a retro atmosphere, not a modern scene.

At least, it didn't let Zheng Fan play all at once.

The little boy stretched out his hand, grabbed Zheng Fan's hand, and dragged it forward, he wanted Zheng Fan to play with him and go shopping with him.

His hand was sticky because he had grasped the sugar gourd.

Zheng Fan sighed,

He knows that

What was supposed to be waiting for you,

Who knew that it suddenly became this.

It's a bit similar to the later generations who excitedly downloaded a 30G seed, and what was released after opening it was "gourd baby, gourd baby, seven flowers on a vine......"

"Son, we can't wait any longer."

Zheng Fan squatted down and looked at the little boy.

The little boy looked at Zheng Fan very blankly,

He was calm,

It's also cute,

But Zheng Fan saw it clearly, it seemed that because of Zheng Fan's attitude,

In the bright pupils that caused the magic pill, a bloodthirsty luster began to spread,

Magic Pill,

It's going to go berserk!

"Shhh

Zheng Fan immediately reached out and hugged the little boy,

"Yo yo yo, let's ride horses, horses, horses, come!"

crisis

Eliminate at this point.

The boy's smile came again, especially after sitting on Zheng Fan's shoulder, and he kept waving his little palms happily.

As the saying goes,

What you get, you have to give at the same time.

At Zheng Fan's age, he can be regarded as old and young, a pillar that has to be supported;

Nurture the below, feed the above, and live a trembling life.

Zheng Fan is different, he is old at the top and small at the bottom.

When something happens, the child smashes it first, and if it doesn't work, then the godfather will do it.

Sha Tuo Que Shi was lying there, but it was quiet, but Zheng Fan didn't dare to lack the filial piety during the New Year's Festival, and from time to time he had to take a break to run to drink and chat with him.

As for the son's side,

get

It's pretty stable on weekdays, but as soon as you level up, you want to sleep with a woman and leave her behind, oh no, it's really like a stone thrown out the window.

No way

The son did not agree.

Kiss your son and kiss your son, it's not for you to come to kill your relatives and deliberately avoid suspicion, that is, you are hypocritical with one thing on your lips and one on your hands.

can't benefit things in advance, so what kind of son is it called?

What's more, the number of times you have been on your body to save you from danger is not old or young.

After figuring out this, Zheng Fan was silent and accepted his fate.

The hotbed of beauty, I can't enjoy it tonight, so I can only accompany my son to enjoy the joy of parent-child in this dream.

Walk, walk, look, look,

mask

Buy it,

vaudeville

glance

raw frying,

Give it a taste.

Zheng Fan was never married in his previous life, so naturally he never raised a child, but in this life, he got on the bus directly, and he was happy with his precious son.

Hey, don't say it, it was a little casual at first, but slowly, there was a feeling of being part of it.

In the end, there are inextricable entanglements in the relationship, there are guilt, there are touching, there is reluctance, although there is no blood kinship as a bond, but the soul is more closely linked.

A street seems to never end, there are always fresh tricks, there are always tempting food.

Zheng Fan doesn't feel tired, and the little guy on his shoulders won't get tired.

Ten generations of resentful babies, he enjoyed this moment very much, enjoyed the ...... in this dream Light.

I don't know how long I've been shopping, how long I've been playing,

Dreams,

Sometimes it's like this, so short that it can pass like a white horse, and so long that you don't know the years.

Quietly,

The noise in my ears seems to have begun to quiet down,

Zheng Fan looked up again and found that he had walked to a small river, which was full of colorful flowers and a spring afternoon.

Sitting down, Zheng Fan couldn't help but lie down, it was bitter cold in the north, and he really missed spring.

The little boy ran out by himself with a smile, and began to catch grasshoppers, began to chase butterflies, began to run by himself, and began to sing some songs that I don't know what tune.

Zheng Fan leaned sideways, Maitreya Buddha lying down, and his eyes kept falling on the little boy's body.

Suddenly,

Zheng Fan imagined in his mind that if the magic pill was really a child in reality,

He can go to kindergarten, he can carry his school bag to school, and he can grow up day by day......

Along with these pictures, it is not warmth, but a kind of suffocation.

There are some things that Zheng Fan has been avoiding and deliberately not thinking in that direction.

Although I have been screaming "son" and "son" all the time,

Although it is often said that the work is the author's crystal blood, it is his own son.

But to put it bluntly,

When creating the character of Magic Pill,

Zheng Fan combines all the depressing, dark, and distorted elements with a hysterical painting style, and wants to present an atmosphere of loneliness and despair in the dark, in this way, to please his own intoxication and the comic readers' payment.

No, it's really a son.

Thinking about it, Zheng Fan was suddenly stunned.

Looking back,

He suddenly noticed that the little boy was standing beside him, and because he was lying on his side, the other party was looking at him condescendingly.

The father and son looked at each other,

Then both laughed.

"Are you tired of playing?" Zheng Fan asked.

The little boy shook his head.

"Then play a little longer?"

The little boy shook his head again.

Suddenly,

Everything around began to darken,

Zheng Fan found himself back in his original room,

The lights and candles flicker, presenting a sense of déjà vu similar to that of a ghost boudoir.

Zheng Fan's first reaction was that the magic pill had enough fun and let himself come back, but when he looked around and didn't find Siniang's figure, Zheng Fan understood,

I am still in this dream.

Zheng Fan began to search in the room, walked into the inner room, and saw a little boy sitting on the bed.

The little boy was wearing a red belly pocket with a red mole on his eyebrows, and when he saw Zheng Fan coming in, he took the initiative to open his arms.

Zheng Fan walked over, stretched out his hand to hug him, and then put him in the quilt and covered it with the quilt.

After a moment's hesitation,

It's a dream anyway,

Walking out the door is still a dream,

Zheng Fan simply lay down in the quilt.

Father and son leaned against each other and lay on the bed.

The temperature in the quilt was below zero, and Zheng Fan didn't stupidly ask his son if you had a low-grade fever.

Instead, he continued to pretend to tuck the little boy into the corners.

The little boy stared at Zheng Fan and reached out to pull Zheng Fan's hair.

"Want to hear a story?"

The little boy nodded excitedly.

"Okay, dad will tell you a story:

Once upon a time there was a mountain, there was a temple on the mountain, there was an old monk and a little monk in the temple, one day, the old monk said to the little monk, I will tell you a story, once upon a time ........."

Outside the quilt, it began to frost.

Zheng Fan lowered his head and looked at the little boy, the little boy's expression seemed to be fascinated by this two-force story, but at this moment, it seemed that there was a terrifying big mouth, about to bite it off and devour everything.

Zheng Fan shuddered,

Road:

"Once upon a time, there was a man whose father was a truck driver, who had a bad temper and loved to drink, and his mother, when he was very young, left the house.

It's not dead, it's gone, his grandparents have been saying bad things about his mother, saying that his mother ran away with others and coveted other people's money.

In fact, he knew in his heart that his father was really not good at getting along with him.

Later, when he was still an adult, his father also left, this time a man died.

To tell the truth, this person grew up since he was a child, and he didn't suffer anything because of this, and he didn't feel how sad it was for others to have a mother and not have a mother.

He liked to draw comics since he was a child, and after he went to college, he set up his own comic club, and then slowly developed into business........."

Speaking of this, Zheng Fan glanced down at the little boy again, and found that the little boy was also looking at Zheng Fan very calmly.

"Bored?" Zheng Fan asked.

The little boy rolled his eyes at Zheng Fan.

Followed by

He turned over and turned his back to Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan stretched out his hand, put it on the little boy's head, and said:

"Next time you want to play, let me know in advance, I'll play with you in my dreams, you can play warm if you want to play, and bloody if you want to play, okay?"

"Roar!"

A roar,

Coming from all directions.

Zheng Fan was still lying calmly on the bed,

The little boy stood up suddenly,

Slowly turning around, his face began to change rapidly.

There are shyness, innocence, smiles, gloom, fierceness, cruelty, like a slide that is switching rapidly, constantly transforming.

"It's calling me......... Come and shout stop? ”

Like a raffle show at an annual meeting?

The little boy nodded, his expression continuing to change.

"But many of the awards at the annual meeting have an insider."

The little boy did not respond, and continued to change his expression.

"Okay, one, two, three, stop!"

expression solidification,

Stopped on a "cruel" expression.

Zheng Fan sighed and said:

"I'll just say, black-box operation."

The boy's teeth began to collide, and his tongue began to lick his lips as if he were about to eat.

Zheng Fan smiled "hehe",

Road:

"Can't wait to eat my flesh?"

The little boy nodded.

"Then you eat, it's in a dream anyway."

Zheng Fan saw it very openly, and it was just a nightmare.

The little boy turned around, took a few steps to the end of the bed, stopped, turned sideways again, and faced Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan's eyes immediately widened,

I wanted to struggle, but I found that my body was suddenly restrained, as if I was pressed by a ghost.

"Don't, don't, you can't bite that place, there's going to be a problem!"

The little boy suddenly squatted,

"Ahhh!!!!!!hh

Zheng Fan shouted.

But after the call,

Zheng Fan raised his neck again and tried to look down, and found that the little boy was just squatting there, he turned his face and looked at Zheng Fan, with a mischievous smile on his face, and the cruel expression he had before had disappeared.

"Hehehehehe............"

The boy's crisp laughter was heard.

"Huh............ Scold............ Hahaha............"

Zheng Fan also laughed,

Damn it

There are tears in laughter.

………

In the hall, the demon kings didn't leave, and they still had some specific things that they hadn't discussed.

Xue San suddenly shook off the topic and said to the blind man:

"Blind, sweep and see if they're going?"

"Oh? You told me to probe that? ”

"Anyway, the Lord doesn't know, and Siniang may not be able to sense it."

The blind man is colorful:

"But the magic pill can sense my mental power, and then, I will die."

When everyone is competing to lick the dog,

Go and search the house of the Lord,

Then you really don't want to pursue progress at all.

In case the Lord has a knot in his heart, and everyone else is recovering in a hurry, it is very likely that you will stay where you are.

It was nothing short of torture.

Liang Cheng said calmly:

"What's the hurry, you have to believe Siniang, tomorrow, there will be results."

Xue San nodded, and said, "I remember that the first one to be promoted last time was the Demon Pill. ”

When Liang Cheng heard this, he said:

"You have to believe Siniang, Siniang is obviously prepared this time, and she won't fall behind the magic pill."

"Buzz!"

As soon as the words fell,

A powerful aura belonging to the Demon Pill suddenly burst out!

In an instant, it quickly dissipated into invisibility.

Xue San immediately jumped up and slammed Liang Cheng's knee,

Yell:

"Say I'll never grow taller again!"

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