Ouyang Xun, who was standing in another stone cave, looked at the stone wall standing in front of him dumbfounded, motionless, he really saw all this in his eyes, but he always couldn't believe it, he believed that there was definitely such a thing as resurrection in this world, but he felt that this incident would not happen to Xiao Cong so fortunately and coincidentally, but he was very willing and even very eager for this to happen to Xiao Cong, so he was torn between hope and doubt, and finally he told himself - fuck it! As long as people come back to life, to hell with everyone else!

He watched intently at everything that happened on the stone wall, like a curious and ignorant child, sometimes smiling, sometimes frowning, sometimes confused, sometimes relieved, and a few times he even suspected that these pictures were illusions used by a certain ancestor to fool him, because it really didn't look like Xiao Cong, but he still couldn't help but believe that it was Xiao Cong - he was alive, he must still be alive.

But he still couldn't help but wonder,—— who he was talking to? What was he talking to himself? What was the strange smile on his face? Finally, when Xiao Cong vomited blood due to the backlash, he couldn't help but tighten his heart and exclaimed.

"What the hell is going on? He rubbed his face a few times with his big rough hand and said to himself,

"Ancestor, what the hell is going on, can you tell me?"

He raised his head and shouted loudly at the stone walls around him, echoing farther and farther away.

"One day I will know that I can't ask Xiao Cong what is it!"

He lowered his head, looked depressed, and kicked away a stone at his feet like an angry child.

Then, he suddenly raised his head again, and a pair of bull's eyes were stared at, like two large copper bells with black rust.

"No, Ancestor, I haven't seen Xiao Cong himself!

"No, I don't even know what you are, where is the personality guarantee!"

"Hey, how can you do this, if you forcibly take me away, I will never come again!"

"Hey, what the hell! you can't do that—"

Ouyang Xun disappeared out of thin air, leaving only him in the stone cave with an indignant but pale voice of resistance, and the aftermath of his rebellious voice did not disperse, and he repeated it over and over again in the stone cave, and after a while, even the aftermath was gone, and the cave returned to its original emptiness and loneliness, as if nothing had ever happened.

But it didn't take long for Xiao Cong to appear out of thin air where Ouyang Xun was standing before.

Xiao Cong looked around blankly, and suddenly felt that there were thousands of grass and mud horses galloping in his heart, and at this time, his heart was broken-the connection of the strange light just now, he originally thought that he was about to see the sky again, but he never thought that it was just a different place, this stone cave is so dark and gloomy, it doesn't look as good as the previous one.

He sighed softly, and couldn't help but curse softly: "He is an ancestor!"

"Who! Who's where!" he suddenly exploded like a cat that had been stepped on its tail, "Are you so polite when you're so sneaky?

Xiao Cong on

Jumping down and shouting hysterically, he was **, like a shrew scolding the street, scolding and scolding, while dancing, the bell at the base of his thigh swayed irregularly left and right with his movements.

He didn't know how long it had been since he had spoken to anyone, when someone suddenly spoke to him, he was excited, and he knew that he needed to vent, he needed to vent all the repression for a while, and it was now.

After half a cup of tea, Xiao Cong quieted down, and looked curiously at the stone walls around the stone cave with the harmless little face of humans and animals.

"Boy, aren't you afraid that I'll kill you!"

This time it was no longer consciousness, but a threat in the cold voice of the real Checheson.

"Don't be afraid. Xiao Cong said lightly, with a sly smile like a little fox on his face.

"Why?"

"It's very simple, Kunpeng will never deal with ants. ”

"Oh, interesting, how do you know that I am a Kunpeng and you are an ant, or that you will not be a Kunpeng in the future?"

"Hey, that's what you're saying, then you can kill me. ”

As he spoke, Xiao Cong stretched his neck, closed his eyes, and made a picture of being slaughtered.

"You quirky, sharp-toothed boy, retract your neck, I don't dare kill you!"

The voice faded away from the coldness and coldness of the anti-party, and was replaced by vicissitudes and a faint kindness.

"Thank you seniors for not killing!"

Xiao Cong retracted his neck and bowed his hand, unabashedly pretentious.

Then, he straightened up and returned to normal,

"Dare to ask your seniors why they brought me here, if you want, talk to me with your mind, it would be too cruel for you to speak. ”

"Heh, it's really the Xiao family's boy, I really underestimated you, old man! How did you know that I was about to die?"

"Simple, your consciousness is so powerful, and your soul power is even beyond the scope of my perception, so you must have lived for many years! The reason why you are talking to me in your voice is only to lead me into illusions, and I have a wrong perception of this. ”

"How do you know that everything you think now must be right?"

Xiao Cong smiled contemptuously, "If I don't even believe in myself, then who else can I trust in this world?"

"He is worthy of being a disciple of the Heavenly Dao Weng Xiang, and he is a good seedling!"

"The seniors have won the prize. ”

"Still, I will talk to you in my voice, because this is my courtesy to you and your master. ”

"Feel free to do so, you're up to the cracks here. ”

"Okay, let's get down to business. ”

Xiao Cong smiled and nodded, and the voice continued,

"Do you know what this place is?"

"Wind Sleep Valley. Xiao Cong replied indifferently.

"How do you know!" said a sudden increase in surprise.

"I don't know, I guess. ”

After a brief silence, the voice

Only then did he say slowly:

"Really, I wish you could talk to me well. ”

"I've been talking to you all the time," Xiao Cong was neither humble nor arrogant: "My guess is what I think, what I think is what I know to some extent, what is true and what is false, and who can tell which things in this world are true and which are false." ”

"I think that's kind of an openness, though. He paused, then continued.

"The world only says that the four sons of the Xiao family are extraordinary and intelligent, and when they see it today, they are well-known. ”

The voice praised in a deep voice:

"However, boy, God is jealous of talents, too much wisdom is easy to die, you must be more careful when you walk behind Xuanzhen. ”

Xiao Congjun raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile,

"Senior, are you cursing me?"

"No, that's the rule. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Cong's face suddenly became slightly ugly, he nodded as if he had a deep meaning, and muttered:

"yes, that's called a rule. ”

Then, he raised his head, his face was sincere, and he said in a low tone:

"Seniors, just say what you want to say, and the juniors will definitely listen to you. ”

The voice slowly pulled out a good word, and then continued unhurriedly:

"Actually, I don't want to say anything more to you, I just want to tell you a story, as for the truth of the story, you can decide for yourself. ”