Looking at Qingyang falling asleep, the two big men were as anxious as ants on a hot pot, there was nothing they could do, two people, you look at me, I will take a look, especially the beaten big man, in order to be in a hurry to show his strength in front of the eldest brother, he has completely lost his mind.

He shouted eagerly: "Brother, brother, you are my own brother, wake up, wake up."

No matter how he called, the sleeping Qianqing Yang didn't move, let alone speak.

The beaten man saw that Qingyang did not react, and became even more anxious, shaking Qingyang vigorously, while shouting: "Ancestor, ancestor, you are my ancestor, you wake up quickly, if you don't wake up, how can I make a difference."

The big man next to him, who was not beaten, looked at his eager appearance, rolled his eyes, calculated his heart, and thought to himself: "The guy on weekdays has said bad things about me in front of the boss, and today I will take this opportunity to fix him well."

So he said: "I heard that when this ghost is about to die, the most inseparable thing is family affection, if his son calls him at the scene and keeps screaming, it will awaken his sense of family affection and slowly recover his memory."

It's just that his son is not at the scene, so there is no way.

The beaten man was overjoyed when he heard this, and said happily: "You are really stupid, I would be his son."

After speaking, he lay in front of Qingyang's bed and began to shout: "Daddy, daddy, wake up, wake up, I am your son."

The big man standing next to him couldn't help but sneer and said, "No, it's not right, you have to kneel down and scream to have an effect."

Only when you kneel down and scream can you feel like your son and father, his soul can feel it more clearly, your voice can enter its internal organs little by little, and my soul can perceive it, and it will slowly wake up.

The big man who was beaten knelt down with a plop, looked at the sleeping Qingyang next to him, and shouted loudly: "Daddy, daddy, my son misses you, my son misses you, come back quickly."

He called for a long time, but still didn't see Qingyang come through.

Helplessly asked another big man beside him: "Didn't you say you could wake up, why haven't you woken up yet?"

The big man who was not beaten replied, "You don't feel sad at all because your son is called his father, and you have to cry and scream to have an effect."

The beaten big man: "Crying and screaming, wiping tears with one hand, crying loudly, crying for a long time and calling dad again, crying loudly after calling dad again, screaming dozens of times, still no movement of Qingyang waking up."

said angrily: "Didn't you kid say that he could do it, I cried and howled so many times, why didn't this father react."

The beaten man who was not beaten was secretly happy in his heart: "Look at you bastard, if you bully in the future, you will not bully Lao Tzu, this is the end of your bullying Lao Tzu on weekdays."

Although he was angry in his heart, he said with a pleasant face on the surface: "No, no, no, your name is wrong, you didn't serve your father well, of course your father won't wake up, really, I won't be a son, I gently patted your father's feet, and screamed sweetly, while crying like rain, you don't want to cry, you don't want to cry, you don't want to scream, you want to stand a wooden stake there, you don't feel like bending over at all, how can you wake up your father."

If I were your father, it would be strange to look at a son like you, and I haven't woken up yet, I can't say it, your father's soul is scared away by your ghost crying wolf howl.

The beaten man also felt a little reasonable when he heard it, his voice was a little rougher, and he didn't use real feelings, so this time he tried it with real feelings.

The beaten man carefully took off Qingyang's shoes, stroked the bloody foot, cried softly, picked a woman full of grievances, and called my father and father from time to time I was wrong, I didn't honor your old man, and the child knew that he was wrong.

screamed like this for half a moment, the feeling of tears raining down, people who don't know how lazy really think that Qingyang is his father.

The big man next to him couldn't hold back any longer, turned around and covered his mouth with his hand and laughed.

At this time, Qingyang, who had been asleep for a long time, slowly woke up, his whole body felt more comfortable, and he vaguely heard someone calling him father, and his thigh moved and kicked in the face of the beaten man, and then turned over to a body and put a loud fart in the mouth of the beaten man.

At this time, the big man next to him who was not beaten: "After watching this kind of funny scene, I really couldn't hold it back, haha I laughed out loud."

The beaten man looked back at him and asked blankly, "What are you laughing at?"

The big man, who was not beaten, replied: "I don't laugh, do you want to cry, don't you feel happy that your father woke up?" ”。

The beaten man hurriedly said: "I'm happy, but my father kicked me, sent me a fart, and fainted, how is this good."

The big man who was not beaten, so he said in a hurry: "Oh, this is not good, quickly take out your best tea leaves, make a cup of fragrant tea, you will definitely go down, this is a soul on the road, once scared away, you can never come back."

After hearing this, the beaten man said: "Answered yes yes in a row, hurriedly got up gently, and went to prepare tea."

When the prisoner left, he glanced at Qingyang and told the big man who was not beaten: "You help me take care of my father, I will come when I go."

After saying that, he rushed out of the house without looking back to prepare tea.

After a while, the beaten man came over with a cup of steaming tea, and the big man had not yet entered the door, and the fragrance of tea had already wafted in.

The big man who was not beaten asked, "What kind of tea is this, why is it so fragrant."

The beaten man replied: "This is the only bamboo leaf red on the Underworld Iced Tea Mountain that I have stored, I am not willing to drink it, I have kept it, today I will honor this father lying on the bed, he wakes up more than anything else."

The color of the red bamboo leaves is very charming, and it emits a strong fragrance of bamboo leaves after encountering the water, and the ghost smells it as if it is walking in the bamboo forest in the morning, and the pain is in it and cannot extricate itself.

The big man who had not been beaten had never heard of such fragrant tea, so he eagerly ran to him, picked up the teacup and sniffed it vigorously, and couldn't help but want to taste it.

Just when he was about to taste it, the beaten man snatched the teacup with one hand and said fiercely: "This is for my father, you can't drink it."

The beaten man regretted it, but he cheapened the kid on the bed, but he didn't expect this kid to be blessed by misfortune, and he wanted to take the opportunity to tease the beaten man, but he didn't expect to let this kid enjoy the blessing and taste the famous tea that is difficult to buy in the underworld.

It's a pity, it's a pity, the big man who wasn't beaten shook his head and stood aside, and he hated the beaten big man more and more in his heart.