Chapter 282: Change, Oman's Monologues
"Humph!" Shi Anlan snorted coldly and stopped paying attention to floating dreams.
Just the appearance of floating dreams.
Seeing one and loving the other, he didn't want this little fox to taste the sweetness.
"Master, the floating dreams are all true. In my heart, you are the most handsome and beautiful, unique and unparalleled existence in this world, and my favorite is the master. And ...... between us"
"What's wrong between us?" Shi Anlan asked curiously, but his eyes kept staring at the floating dream.
Fumeng covered his mouth and looked at Shi Anlan flatteringly, "Master, we ...... We are a match made in heaven. ”
The words fell, and before Shi Anlan could react, she was already walking side by side with Aman who was leading the way in front.
"Oman girl, your grandmother's life is a lonely star, you look overly worried, but you seem to be worried about your family, what is going on?"
Aman wanted to speak again and again, but finally chose to remain silent.
The three of them took a taxi to their home in Amman.
An old-fashioned floor, and the stairs are all climbed upstairs.
With every step, you can see the traces of the gap in time.
Here, the traces of time standing still are heavy.
Old buildings, old furniture, old pictorials, and old ......
Shi Anlan's eyes sank, the last time he came here, it was still full of life, and it was only less than half a month, and there was a dilapidated and lifeless scene here.
Something happened to the Ghost King.
The last time he came here, Shi Anlan clearly felt that this community, especially Oman's home, was blessed and cared for by the ghost king's ghost power.
It can be said that this community can be revitalized, which has a lot to do with the ghost king.
This neighborhood is an old neighborhood, and it is originally a place prone to supernatural events. In addition, this is the era of demons and monsters, and they like to stay in this kind of old house the most.
Using the thoughts of the strange things that Shi Anlan perceived, because there was an extra sense of age here, it could remind them of the time when they used to cultivate, and they would occasionally come down the mountain to eat something delicious.
Or buy some fresh gadgets.
At that time, they were also very comfortable and happy.
But now, in the age of this treacherous rampant. They dodge, and it's never the solution.
Because dodging won't solve the problem, they all know it.
For the sake of their own people and for their own survival, they all chose to go out of the mountains and choose to do what they thought was right.
Of course, it may not be right, but the world of treacherous things is more stubborn.
Once chosen, it's hard to change.
Therefore, even if they later realize their mistakes, they still choose to accept their choices and bear the consequences.
Even if the final price is their own death.
The last time I came here, there were some tricks, but they were mainly the Ghost King's men.
This time, Shi Anlan could clearly perceive that there were very few ghosts here, only five or six, and they were all anxious, they were worried.
Thinking of Aman's expression, Shi Anlan quickly guessed that something must have happened to the ghost king, and the situation was very critical.
Shi Anlan squinted his eyes, this ghost king is his chosen subordinate, who dares to make a move on the person he fancies?
Thinking of those shameless evil god organizations, as well as the tricks of Annan Mountain, Shi Anlan frowned, these hidden dangers are there, and the five thousand year ghost king has not been low in cultivation.
Even in this era of rampant demons and monsters, the Ghost King would not be so badly injured.
Oman lives on the 6th floor, and when they went up, the light bulb in the stairwell exploded in an instant.
It was a warning that Aman had a white face and his eyes were full of worry.
In terms of action, she didn't want Shi Anlan and them to interfere at all, she already knew what to do, so she rushed upstairs.
Three minutes later, Aman was already tired and out of breath, Shi Anlan and Fumeng were not half uncomfortable, and still followed behind Oman unhurriedly.
Ten minutes later, Aman was almost paralyzed, panting, and he had little strength.
"Mr. Shi, Miss Fumeng, aren't you tired?" Aman looked at them with the eyes of a monster.
Shi Anlan shook his head.
Fumeng chuckled and replied arrogantly, "We are cultivators, and if our physique was as bad as yours, we would have died in battle a long time ago." Do you really think those monsters are vegetarians? But Miss Oman, you'd better tell us the truth, what is your purpose in luring us here? My husband has a good temper, but that doesn't mean you can tease us at will. ”
The fluttering eyes fell on Aman's body, and Aman only felt chills all over his body, and his heart seemed to be grabbed by someone.
As long as Miss Fumeng in front of her thinks about it, she can be scattered in the next second.
Aman gritted his teeth, and finally chose to believe in Shi Anlan and Fumeng.
I only heard her say leisurely: "Mr. Shi, you know, I have been able to see ghosts since I was a child, but I have always resisted them. I tried to pretend to be like them, but I was still out of place, out of place. I'm not afraid of your jokes, I've never had any friends when I've grown so big. On the contrary, my friend turned into a ghost. I was lonely every day, and I wanted to die several times, but there was always a voice in my heart telling me that I couldn't die, that I needed to live well. For that voice, I have always been strong and alive. Because I don't feel like I'm so alone anymore. ”
Neither Shi Anlan nor Fumeng interrupted Oman's words.
Aman took a deep breath and continued, "I know that I am actually an ominous person, and whoever gets involved with me will be unlucky, after all, my constitution and the reason why I survived are not so glorious. The people in this old house, many people know my life experience, they scolded me for being a mourning star, saying that I was a lonely star, miserable in my old age, and I must not die well. ”
The dream is staggering, modern people can still be really vicious, and they can say such vicious words to an innocent girl.
If you think about it, it seems that it was the same in ancient times.
Including in ancient times, in fact, there is still the kind of drama that is not too big of a deal, and has always liked to sow discord.
It seems that the way of this world has changed, but the inferior nature of living beings still exists.
Even God may not be immune.
After all, what happened to the black dragon Futian is a good example, and the snow resentment is also a victim.
In this world, there is no shortage of victims.
Ominous people, those who think they are on the moral high ground, can trample on or decide the fate of ominous people at will.
It's just that......