"Hurry up!" Zhang Yang was at the mouth of the crack and saw Zhang Xiaofo dragging Zhang Min over with difficulty, and reached out to hold Zhang Min's other hand, and then jumped into the gap together. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the gaps, countless cold winds were like countless sharp knives slashing at the flesh and bones of the three people, and it didn't matter if they were wearing clothes or not. The wind knife not only hurt the body, but also left scars on the souls of several people. Zhang Xiaofo felt like a broken doll, and he could only mechanically grab Zhang Yang and Zhang Min's hands from left to right, and he didn't know how long he could catch them. Maybe a wind knife blows, and Zhang Xiaofo's arm will be lost. In fact, he knew in his heart that the rift was an opportunity to escape and be able to get out, but the rift did not guarantee that they would return to the original world. It turns out that it seems to be a way to live, but it is not a way to live. But Zhang Xiaofo had already thought of this, but he didn't ask, he was an opportunist, and it was a good thing to be able to enter. His ears were filled with Zhang Min's wails, each more miserable than the last......

Zhang Yang is slightly better than Zhang Xiaofo, there is no soul damage, more from physical pain. He could clearly feel the wail of his body as the flesh and bones were cut. As long as there is no threat to life, Zhang Yang is almost immortal. However, this talent is also accompanied by some side effects, and his pain will be infinitely magnified, even if he loses a piece of hair, it is like cutting off a piece of meat. But he didn't expose this shortcoming, because once he was exposed, he might be tortured to the point of being incomplete. But in this rift of time and space, everyone's five senses are limited to themselves, and Zhang Yang can distort his face as much as he wants. Drops of blood spilled out of the body one by one, forming a line.

Suddenly, Zhang Yang seemed to hear a child's cry, and immediately let the blood line rush in one direction, and the blood line suddenly caught something like a chain. So Zhang Yang was pulled and moved rapidly in one direction with a whoosh.

……

In the village, everything was peaceful, and no one noticed that the village chief did not show up. Suddenly, Chunhua sensed something, let the bucket fall into the well, and ran into the house in a hurry.

"It's pathetic!" The women in the house gathered in twos and threes to gossip.

"Yes! The man died at a young age. The child is a bad ......."

Chunhua didn't care about gossip, and eagerly ran into the room to see her child.

The child's right eye suddenly lit up surprisingly. Then a cyan shadow rushed out of her eyeball, and Chunhua screamed and sat down.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Yang, Zhang Xiaofo, and Zhang Min appeared in turn.

When they saw the light of day, several of them fell to the ground.

Haruka didn't know what to do on the side. A tree grew out of the child's eye, which she could not accept anyway.

"Survived!" Zhang Xiaofo's voice was dry.

"Yes, I survived, but I was embarrassed!" Zhang Yang wanted to smile. But there was no way.

Zhang Min kept his eyes closed, and his mouth wailed quietly.

"What the hell did you do to my son?" Chunhua held the kitchen knife and pointed at Zhang Xiaofo and the others who were lying on the ground.

"We didn't treat your son like this, but he is no longer your son!" Zhang Xiaofo sat up from the ground with difficulty.

"You're a liar! Quick, restore my son to the way he was! Chunhua naturally didn't believe it.

Zhang Xiaofo didn't pay attention to Chunhua, but just picked up Zhang Yang on the ground and helped him to the bed.

Zhang Yang grinned in pain.

After Zhang Xiaofo put down Zhang Yang, he checked the child.

Although Chunhua didn't know what the situation was now, she was very sure that Zhang Xiaofo would not hurt her child......

But Zhang Xiaofo's next action made Chunhua slash over.

Zhang Xiaofo twisted the child's neck.

"You give me back my child!" Chunhua was completely out of control, swinging a knife and slashing at Zhang Xiaofo.

Zhang Xiaofo had no choice but to grab Chunhua's hands. Control her actions: "Calm down, he's not your son at all......"

"You lied to me, why not? He's my son! "Chunhua has completely lost her mind.

Zhang Xiaofo was speechless, so he could only slash at Chunhua's neck. Caused her to faint.

After putting the spring flowers on the bed, Zhang Xiaofo himself was tired enough.

The cyan branches began to shrank slowly, and finally withered into a dead branch, falling off the eyeballs. And the eyeballs also fell out of the eye socket of the small mandrill and rolled to Zhang Xiaofo's feet.

Zhang Xiaofo hesitated.

"It's okay if you pick it up now!" Zhang Yang knew what Zhang Xiaofo was afraid of, so he explained: "That bead is a dead thing now." It doesn't work, you can keep it as a souvenir! ”

"Since it's useless, what's the point of keeping it?" Zhang Xiaofo said so, but he still bent down and picked up the beads.

……

As night fell, Chunhua woke up and gradually calmed down after a heart-rending toss: "Why did you kill my child? ”

"Your child is already dead! Being able to keep the corpse until now is just that Uncle Zhang is barely sustaining it by using the vitality of the Fuso Divine Tree in the other world! Zhang Xiaofo didn't care whether Chunhua understood it or not, and explained.

But I didn't expect Chunhua to understand his words: "But even if the corpse is alive, it is still alive!" It's better than nothing! You've ruined everything when you come! ”

"If the corpse is not disposed of, your child's soul will not be at peace, and it doesn't matter if it doesn't go where it should go?" Zhang Xiaofo asked.

"How so?" Haruka obviously doesn't know this.

"You have forcibly left the soul of the dead child in his body for the past two years, do you know the torture he has suffered?" Zhang Xiaofo continued: "Isn't it okay that he is finally liberated now? ”

"You lied to me, Uncle Zhang didn't say ......"

"If you knew the truth of the matter, would you still choose to make your child's corpse a mausoleum keeper?" Zhang Yang suddenly interjected, obviously after a few hours of repairing, he also regained a little strength: "We can come out this time, maybe thanks to your child!" ”

"......" Chunhua's tears rippled, staring at Zhang Yang expectantly.

Zhang Yang was helpless, so he could only tell the situation of hearing the child's crying in the gap.

"I ...... I ......" Chunhua cried out of breath.

"What about Zhang Min?" Zhang Yang found that there was one person missing from the room.

"Gone!" Zhang Xiaofo said.

"How can you let him go?" Zhang Yang's tone was slightly blamed.

"He's crazy!"

"Really crazy, fake crazy?"

"Whether it's crazy or not, it's crazy after all!"

Zhang Yang was relieved at this time, whether Zhang Min was pretending to be or not, not many people would believe what he had experienced: "Wait a minute, let's go to Uncle Zhang's house and solve the matter completely!" ”

"It's time to fix it!" Zhang Xiaofo looked at the blood-red moon outside the window. (To be continued.) )