"Nonsense! I'm telling you, don't spew blood! Dong Hanxiang hurriedly denied it, although he is usually a little squirming, it does not mean that he has a problem with his IQ.

Under the anger of the crowd, if someone misunderstands Chengmu himself, the consequences are simply unimaginable. At this time, no matter what else, you can only deny it outright.

He regrets dying now, and he has nothing to say! The act of answering the call is completely out of a knee-jerk reaction.

"That song is a Memoto song, and he speaks Mumoto fluently! He's the eye! The man in the suit who just pointed out that Dong Hanxiang was a little devil threw out a real hammer.

"I'll just say that these outsiders have a problem, when is this happening? Seeing that the little devil is about to enter the city, and there are still people running to this place, it's so strange! Those who realized it in hindsight immediately echoed it.

"It turned out to be a little devil, bullying people and bullying us!"

"Damn, the little devil still dares to come to us! Think we're easy to bully, don't you? ”

"Catch them and send them to the police station, these people must be spies, and they are here to investigate the military situation."

In the face of everyone's questioning, Dong Hanxiang involuntarily took a step back, and even his face became a little ugly. Not to mention that Kim Zhexian, his courage has always been small, which will make everyone frightened, and they can't even speak.

Among the three people, Lu Zuoyu's expression was quite normal. It's not that he has much courage, but that this person is born with a tendon. It sounds good to say that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, but to put it bluntly, they are a little ignorant.

"You kid is looking for death!"

Seeing that the man in the suit provoked an incident, Lu Zuoyu actually went up and pushed the other party directly, maybe he meant to warn the other party.

But it was this kind of behavior that completely angered everyone, and everyone rushed up and surrounded the three of them.

The scene was suddenly chaotic, and in the chaos, no one noticed that a thin and tall man took advantage of the chaos to take Dong Hanxiang's little apple away.......

Two flowers, one on each table. Not to mention Dong Hanxiang and his party, they were beaten up by the angry villagers and sent to the police station.

Seeing that no one was embarrassed for themselves, the second donkey and Xing'er felt fortunate at the same time, and then they remembered that they had to accept the injured young master.

These two people didn't dare to delay, so they quickly turned the car around and went straight to Wanhua Temple.

When I arrived at the temple, it was also a mess of porridge, because the road was delayed, and the two donkeys had to be scolded by the owner. In short, it was a group of people who were in a mess, carrying the injured and unconscious young master, putting him down in the car, and then galloping all the way.

When I returned to Juxianju, the doctor came to diagnose and prescribe prescriptions, take medicine and decoction, and survived, it was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon and almost five o'clock in the afternoon.

The days are long and the nights are short in late summer and early autumn on Baiyangdian Lake, the sun is still hanging obliquely in the canopy, and a large number of buildings are shrouded in a layer of colorful sunset.

Compared with this quiet and peaceful scenery, the middle of Jixianju is gloomy and bleak.

Outside a guest room on the second floor, the shopkeeper Tong asked the doctor with a sad face, "Doctor Liu, what is the situation with my son, why hasn't he woken up yet?" ”

Dr. Liu, an old man in his fifties and sixties, took the consultation money handed over by the shopkeeper Tong, supported a wisp of goatee on his chin with one hand, and said uncertainly, "Ling Lang hurt his head, this,"

Dr. Liu shook his head and said, "It's not sure when he will wake up, so you can give him the medicine I prescribed first, and then see if he has improved, and I'll come back tomorrow morning." ”

As he spoke, Dr. Liu arched his hand to Shopkeeper Tong, turned around and left.

In the house, the maid Xing'er knelt in front of the little master's bed, and a yellow copper plate was placed beside her, and the little maid dipped the towel in the plate, wrung out the water, and wiped it carefully on the young master Tong Le's face.

The little young master on this bed, who looks to be fifteen or sixteen years old, has a white face and closed eyes. His eyelashes are long and curved, and his somewhat thin figure makes him look like a little girl.

There was a piece of gauze wrapped around his forehead, and there was faint blood leaking through the bandage. It seems that because of the loss of blood, the face appears whiter.

Xing'er carefully wiped his skin, not letting the damp towel touch the little master's wound.

First the position of the forehead, then the cheeks, jaw and neck, and when she dipped in water again and wanted to wipe the little master's chest with a towel, she found that the little young master who had been unconscious, his eyelashes seemed to move.

Xing'er thought that she had seen it wrong, but after four or five seconds, the young master on the bed actually opened his eyes directly.

"Yikes!" Xing'er screamed in surprise, and after a moment's time, she sat up from the ground and leaned over to approach Tong Le.

"Young Master! You're awake! ”

Before the young master on the bed could speak, Xing'er stood up directly, and she didn't even care about the water basin on the ground, and shouted again and again, "The little young master is awake!" Then he hurriedly ran out.

It's just that she didn't notice that the little young master who had just woken up on the bed had a blank look on his face.

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Zheng Bowen felt that his mind was chaotic, and his thoughts were in a mess,

"Where am I?" He had the heart to ask the little girl to stay, but when he opened his mouth, he found that his throat was dry, as if he was on fire.

Zheng Bowen looked up and observed the surrounding environment, surrounded by antique furniture, and the decoration of the whole room looked like the architectural style of the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China.

Seeing this decoration, Zheng Bowen's psychology was even more confused, he remembered that he was left in the classroom by a weasel, and then came out of school very late.

It seemed to be raining heavily outside and there was a lot of lightning.

Thinking of this, Zheng Bowen's eyes suddenly shrank, could it be because of lightning?

This kind of plot is not uncommon in films, television, movies, novels and comics. Thinking of this, he immediately sat up from the bed, and then reached out and groped for himself.

He first touched his lower body, but the chicken was still there, indicating that it was not a transformation through the text. Although he is still young, he is still a man after all.

Wait, still small?

Zheng Bowen was stunned for a moment, and then immediately reacted, this is not his own body.

The arms and legs are much thinner than the original self.

Is it soul piercing?

didn't have time to think about it, Zheng Bowen hurriedly rolled out of bed, wanting to find a mirror in the room to see what he looked like.

At this moment, the door of the room was pushed open with a "creak", and four or five people broke in, led by a chubby middle-aged man, who saw Zheng Bowen standing on the ground barefoot, and immediately showed a happy look on his face.

He stepped forward a few steps and hugged Zheng Bowen tightly in his arms, "My son! You're finally awake, but you're scared to death Daddy! ”