Boom!

A piece of dirt was thrown on the dirty glass with curtain function, waking the sleeping Wei Feng from his sweet dream, just one centimeter away, and he didn't get in touch with the fairy. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Who's unlucky child!"

Wei Feng rubbed his sleepy eyes, got out of the quilt with a dumb voice and cursed, and casually put on a pair of seven or eight shoes of different styles under the kang.

Opening the door of the house, the morning sun was shining, and Wei Feng saw the widow Tian next door at a glance, wearing a tight flower gown, twisting the waist of the water snake, and carrying a large laundry tub, passing by the gate of his house.

Is it this mother-in-law's dirt and dirt? What do you mean, you have taken a fancy to Lao Tzu?

No, the age difference is too big, this handsome guy is eighteen, she is twenty-eight, and there is a five-year-old son who drags oil bottles, unless she is willing to accompany the house and field, and promised Lao Tzu that he can find a junior.

Wei Feng smiled evilly, fantasizing about getting rid of poverty and becoming rich in the daylight, glanced at the stone slab next to the well in the courtyard, and blurted out scolding.

Big event, the soap is lost!

It was bought for three yuan, and it took two months to make up his mind alone, and he put it next to his pillow and smelled the fragrance for a month, and he just used it once last night, and the fragrant feeling made him forget himself.

must have let Widow Tian steal it, and smashed the glass to provoke, thinking of this, Wei Feng was quite angry, and chased him out in three steps and two steps.

Widow Tian trotted all the way, the speed was very fast, Wei Feng was wearing a sneaker with a leaky toe on his left foot, and he was wearing a leather sandal on his right foot, and he was also walking like a fly, following closely behind.

Bafang Village is a seriously backward small mountain village, and every family has a tragic story.

The ups and downs of Wei Feng's family are particularly prominent, after his father's death, his mother ran away with a Taoist priest who wandered the rivers and lakes, leaving him only a dilapidated earthen house.

Oh, by the way, there is also a talisman sewn into a small bag and hung around Wei Feng's neck, saying that it is for life-saving.

Since Wei Feng lost his parents, like the majority of orphans, he is extremely insecure, especially at night, and he is always troubled by two dreams.

One was suffocated to death when the earthen house collapsed, and the other was strangled by a rope around his neck.

I barely studied in the junior high school in the village, only issued a purely handwritten graduation certificate, not even a chapter, and went out to work with my friends for three months, not only did not make any money, but was also framed by the boss for breaking the equipment, and almost didn't come back.

In short, it was not smooth to fight small, and it continued to this day, Wei Feng lived by a cheeky and unbeatable Xiaoqiang spirit.

Look at the direction of the widow, it is the fairy lake, in fact, it is a small pond, listen to the legend of the old people in the village, the fairy came here to bathe.

Poor and remote, I always like to make a mysterious legend that cannot be verified, just listen to it, no one believes it.

Wei Feng's idea is very simple, find an opportunity to steal the soap back, Widow Tian is famous for being spicy, she may not be able to admit it, and when she makes noise, no one will talk to her.

The figure of Widow Tian disappeared, and Wei Feng gently pulled open the dense reeds, waded through the shallow pool water, and quietly approached the large stone slab where the clothes were washed.

The sound of the water came, it didn't look like washing clothes, Widow Tian stole Lao Tzu's soap, did she want to ......

The Adam's apple squirmed, Wei Feng couldn't help but swallow his saliva, feeling that his heart was beating fast, and there seemed to be two fires in his eyes.

To see, or not to see?

To see or to see?

Whoever made her fault in the first place should be punished, Wei Feng thought shamelessly, his steps were lighter, and he was getting closer and closer to the voice.

The scene in front of him made Wei Feng's eyes freeze instantly, and he couldn't turn anymore.

A graceful back, skin as white as snow, waist-length hair floating in the water, smudged a dreamy ink, but blocking the underwater scenery.

Widow Tian, what a beauty!

No, that's not Widow Tian, who has lived in the neighborhood for so many years, she is big everywhere except for her thin waist, and her body shape is like a gourd!

The woman in the water clearly stood there without moving, but the water splashed automatically on her body, this look, this figure, this scene, Wei Feng's slurry-like brain-pulp laborious operation, and finally came to an incredible conclusion.

There are fairies in the fairy lake, and this legend is true!

Tsk, it's even more beautiful than the fairy in the dream, completely beyond imagination, Wei Feng couldn't help but smash his mouth. The fairy heard the sound but turned her head, her eyes full of anger.

Run! Rooting under your feet, you can't move.

Dizzy in front of her eyes, the fairy who had already worn a colorful gauze skirt suddenly appeared in front of her, full of murderous energy, but still too beautiful to speak, Wei Feng's heart beat faster, his legs trembled, and he couldn't take his eyes off her.

"Stinky boy, lewd behavior, lack of discipline!"

"Fairy, I didn't look at anything, only a vague back, it's nothing. The sweat in Wei Feng's head immediately came down, and he hurriedly shouted a loud defense.

"It's a pity?" said the fairy with a wicked smile, "Okay!

The fairy nodded Wei Feng's eyes, which could no longer be closed, his pupils suddenly narrowed, and with a twist of his orchid fingers, his head turned uncontrollably.

Widow Tian was washing clothes on the stone slab, but in Wei Feng's eyes, her clothes became transparent, looming, and the spring was infinitely better.

"Is it pretty?" asked the fairy.

"Not as pretty as you!"

"Stinky boy, you still peeked at this fairy, get out!" the fairy was completely annoyed, and suddenly raised a kick and kicked it on Wei Feng's ass.

There was a pain in his heart, sometimes the stars twinkled in front of him, sometimes they were colorful, Wei Feng was like a kite with a broken string, floating without a shadow, and he didn't know where he was going.

When Wei Feng opened his eyes, he sadly found that he was falling from a height of several thousand meters.

"Ahh

Wei Feng shouted while struggling, the eagle spread its wings, the harrier turned over, and turned three hundred and sixty degrees in the air!

Smack!

Wei Feng's butt landed on the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust, and after fainting for a short time, he was pleasantly surprised to find that he was still alive. None of the bones were broken, but the buttocks seemed to be detached from the body, as if they hadn't grown.

What a miracle!

Wei Feng thanked the sky, almost burst into tears, cursing the fairy thousands of times in his heart, but he didn't dare to make a sound. This woman really can't be provoked, if she is chased and kicked into the sea again, there is no chance of survival.

It was hard to stand up, and it was on top of a low mountain, the grass was green, the flowers were blooming, and the scenery was boundless.

Looking up, the sky is blue, and it seems that the sun seems to be very large, and there are not many clouds, but it is changing its shape rapidly, which is quite strange.

At the foot of the mountain, like a village, there are hundreds of houses hidden in the jungle, some of which are walled, and the laughter of children can be faintly heard.

Where is this?

Wei Feng was confused, his feet fluttered, his heart panicked, his stomach rumbling to convey the signal of hunger, he had to eat immediately.

Whatever, let's get something to eat first.

Wei Feng walked briskly down the mountain, came to the foot of the mountain, and stepped on a clean and tidy dirt road. As soon as he approached the village, he was blocked by two door gods.

They were two little boys, dressed in blue robes embroidered with gold trim, almost to the top of their feet, their hair twisted into a lump at the back of their heads, and a yellow ribbon tied around them, and a short sword in their little hands, which was a little dazzling in the sunlight.

"Stop, what are you doing?" a young boy asked, raising his dagger in his hand.

"Kid, it's not right to dance with a knife and a gun, this thing is really highly simulated, how much did you buy it?" Wei Feng asked with a smile.