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In the vast land, a great blue sky, Gong Ziran and Shang Jinchang finally lived to see the sun tomorrow.

After falling into a coma again last night, it wasn't until noon the next day that Gong Ziran woke up. He slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying on a wooden bed made of steel pipes, surrounded by many people, including Li Ruoya and Kong Lingqi.

"Wake up, wake up."

A person shouted in surprise, sounding like Kong Lingqi's voice.

Gong Ziran turned to the side with difficulty, and after mobilizing his depleted soul power to check his body, he couldn't help frowning. At this time, the scorched black marks on his body had been washed away, and the injuries on his back were not very serious, and there were no injuries to his muscles and bones.

It's just that...... It's just that...... It's just that his hair and the hair of that place are all gone, probably from the lightning last night, and now all are bare, and the land is still fertile, and it is no longer the dense forest it used to be.

That place is fine, and it is generally not seen, but since he was a child, he has never paid attention to such an awesome head shape, how can he accept it? My master is a Taoist priest, and I should also be a Taoist priest, no matter what, it's not right to do this head shape, and I don't eat fasting and chanting Buddha.

Gong Ziran was struggling, Kong Lingqi bent down, stretched out five fingers and shook them in front of his eyes, and said, "Do you know me?"

Gong Ziran pouted speechlessly and shook his head.

The people around the wooden bed immediately panicked when they saw this, could it be that Master Fei Gong was stupid by lightning last night in order to catch and exorcise ghosts?

Kong Lingqi shook Gong Ziran's shoulder, hurriedly stretched out a finger, and asked, "Brother Nan, take a look, what is this?"

"II. the calf, stay there and go to you. Shhh......h Gong Ziran glanced at Kong Lingqi angrily, and slowly sat up from the bed, the wound was faintly painful, and let him say all the verbal words he often said in his hometown.

Sister Feng and the others stared at each other, some of them didn't understand what the situation was, only Kong Lingqi and Li Ruoya, who were familiar with each other, knew what was going on.

"Okay, okay, I'll get out. I'll get out of here, and see who will serve you. Kong Lingqi said and walked half a circle from the head of the bed to the other side.

Li Ruoya, who was sitting at the end of the bed, saw Gong Ziran's unnatural expression and asked with concern, "Does the wound still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, uh...... And a little. Look at you, aren't you just being struck by lightning, what's the big deal, and it's so grand, as if I'm going to die. Gong Ziran said this, as if he had forgotten that he really almost died last night.

However, a person's life is almost a little longer, and as long as he is not dead, he has to look forward.

After saying a few words to Li Ruoya, Sister Feng and the archers all came over in line to greet the cold and thank them. There is only one exception, Shang Jinchang who is on another bed not far away.

At this time, the dead fat man was lying on the bed, with Erlang's legs crossed and whistling in his mouth, not to mention how comfortable he was.

However, this is all superficial, in Gong Ziran's opinion, these are all pretended. At this time, except for the legs and head, all the other positions of Jinchang's body were wrapped with bandages, and the whole person was wrapped like Aunt Mu, so it was strange that he could feel better.

"Look at what, dead bald." Shang Jinchang stopped whistling and looked up at the sky.

"Dead bald?" Gong Ziran was stunned for a moment, and secretly said that this is not calling himself.

What is this called? It's okay to have a "macho man", but "dead bald" is too ugly, right? Gong Ziran said secretly: "You must control this arrogance, otherwise when you get used to it, you will have another nickname in the future."

"Ahem! Who is it called? Don't scream, be careful of hurting yourself. Gong Ziran coughed lightly, signaling Shang Jinchang to stop, and there was some threat in his tone.

Gong Ziran's wishful thinking this time was a mistake, and Shang Jinchang not only did not stop, but became even more rampant.

"Dead bald, of course I'm calling you, there's no second bald head here. Boy, hurry up and help the bald brother bring the fasting rice, the bald brother must be hungry. Shang Jinchang said proudly.

The place where the people were was not the hospital, but the top of the hill of the construction site, not far from the place where the battle had taken place last night. Since the matter here has not been dealt with yet, it is necessary to wait for Shang Jinchang's master from Wudang Mountain to come over, and Gong Ziran and Shang Jinchang's injuries are special, so it is easy to leak the news when they go to the hospital. So Sister Feng paid a high price to invite a strict private doctor to come over. On the top of the hill now, except for Gong Ziran and the seven people who added firewood at the base of the big formation last night, there was only one outsider, the private doctor, and the person who delivered the meal and bed in the morning had already been sent back.

Kong Lingqi was just about to go down the mountain to get it in the car, but was stopped by Li Ruoya and ran down the mountain instead of him.

"Who's called Dead Bald?" Gong Ziran shouted again, if this matter is not resolved, how can he be in the mood to eat.

"You're called Dead Bald." Shang Jinchang made a look of ignoring it.

"Who is the dead bald head calling?" Gong Ziran asked again.

"The dead bald head is calling you." Shang Jinchang confirmed with a smile.

"Oh! It turned out to be a dead bald head calling me. Gong Ziran put on a victorious look, took out his mobile phone and took a few photos at Shang Jinchang, who was covered in bandages, "Aunt Mu, I think if your style is uploaded to **, the click rate must be very high, in fact, the campus network is not bad." ”

"Okay, if you are ruthless, this time this master has admitted it." Shang Jinchang found a bag of Wangzi milk out of nowhere, inserted a straw, and tasted it comfortably in his mouth.

Gong Ziran looked at it, the treatment of this patient is not ordinary, why don't you have it? He looked under the bed to find his shoes, but there were no shoes within a radius of several meters.

Gong Ziran suddenly thought, it couldn't be that he was also struck by thunder last night, right? That own clothes......

Even drop God! Did you run naked? Isn't that ...... There are so many people here......

As soon as he had this thought, Gong Ziran suddenly felt that everyone's eyes were not right when they looked at him. Could it be true......??? My underwear has been changed, but fortunately, the advanced Soul Devouring Knife was not lost.

Alas! Gong Ziran pretended to be calm and tried to tell himself that a big man in the 21st century, what is the big deal with showing his ass and bare stomach. Isn't it just a **, it's not very small anyway.

There is a slipper at the head of the bed, which I guess is for myself. Gong Ziran got out of bed and put on his bed and walked to Shang Jinchang's bed, fragrant Wangzi milk, and he had to get a bag to drink.

As soon as Gong Ziran passed, Shang Jinchang showed a vigilant look, looking at Gong Ziran's eyes, just like a thief.

Gong Ziran secretly despises it, isn't it just a bag of Wangzi milk, as for this? When my brother has money, I'll buy you a box.