"Hey, I know, this one is called Ace Pigeon, I've seen it."

The little sheep happily pressed the power button, and taught the old light how to turn on, and the three of them received signals from each other.

"In that case, let's enter the plot world first, and the time is almost up."

Old lamp, the little lamb also nodded when he heard this.

The three of them disappeared into the space cover together, and the space cover shattered.

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DiDi ——! Didi ——!

A chaotic dripping sound came from his ears, Wu Heng's vision slowly recovered, and he saw the picture in front of him clearly.

A middle-aged man with a yellow face with an oxygen tube plugged in and a hospital gown was lying on a hospital bed.

The head of his bed is against the wall, and an electrocardiogram machine sits on a shelf two meters high.

The heart waves above are constantly changing, and every time the heart rate changes, the sound comes from this machine.

A middle-aged woman with wavy curls is sitting on the edge of the bed with a sleepy and sad face.

Her delicately cleaned curly perm hair has grown a lot of greasy and turned into a handful.

The foundation on his face is also broken several pieces, and it looks like he has stayed up for several nights without washing.

"Aaron, if you leave, what will we do——!

Tears flowed from the middle-aged woman's eyes.

"Ahem. Shut up, cough cough don't interject, I have something to say to my brother. ”

"Why bother, come here!"

Zhang Long, who was lying on the hospital bed, beckoned to the end of the bed.

A handsome young man dressed in a hip-hop costume and about twenty years old walked to Zhang Long's side when he heard this.

Zhang Long lay on the bed, stretched out his right hand to hold his son's hand, and held Wu Heng's hand with his left hand.

"This is my own brother Zhang Fudao, and he is also my uncle, call me uncle."

"Uncle!"

Zhang Heku shouted very obediently at this time.

"Oh, this is my nephew, he's so old in a blink of an eye, it's been 21 years, it's been fast!"

Wu Heng sighed according to some of the memories in his mind.

His identity this time is Zhang Fudao, 37 years old. After 21 years of going to sea to do business, he earned about 30 million mainland dollars, and only returned to his hometown a few days ago.

"Ahem. Kowtow to your uncle! Zhang Long gasped again.

Hearing this, Zhang He glanced at his parents a little awkwardly.

"I said. Kowtow to your uncle! ”

Zhang Long's eyes widened, he gasped, coughed violently and said loudly and seriously, with an expression of hatred that iron could not be made of steel.

"Okay, okay, what are you doing with these ritual etiquette, your own family doesn't need it."

Wu Heng was about to stand up to stop him, but he was grabbed by Zhang Long's right hand, and he didn't know where this seriously ill person had so much strength.

Although he could easily shake it off, it was estimated that Zhang Long's last breath would be directly thrown away by him.

Seeing that his father was angry, Zhang Heku no longer hesitated, knelt down, and kowtowed to Wu Heng.

Boom!

"Alright, let's get up!"

Wu Heng didn't want to shake off Zhang Long's hand, sat on the spot and said politely.

Since this place is a multi-person dungeon, it is better to disguise yourself as an aboriginal for the time being, and not expose it casually.

"Three!"

Zhang Long continued when his son hadn't gotten up yet.

Bang bang!

"Fudao, I know, I'm sorry for you as my brother, I've been unable to sleep for so many years, but brother, I only have one relative, you."

"I don't want this face now, when I go underground, I can apologize for my mother's death."

"This baby and your sister-in-law, I want to entrust it to you, count me as a brother, please beg you!"

Zhang Long said that he was about to turn over and sit up from the hospital bed and kneel down for Wu Heng.

"Hey, lie down, what should I do, that's all, any leakage between my fingers is enough for the two of them."

Wu Heng stretched out his hand and pressed Zhang Long's body, telling him to lie on the hospital bed and not move again.

He said this, and after checking some of his memories in his mind, he smiled inwardly.

In order to get married, this Zhang Long coaxed his parents to borrow 30,000 foreign debts from him.

He deceived the two old men into passing the house to his name, saying that it was temporarily pretending to be shown to his in-laws, and when he got married, he would return the house to the old man and distribute it to the old man, and the result can be imagined.

Not only that, but he also stole the 10,000 yuan tuition fee that his parents had saved for 15-year-old Zhang Fudao, and then bought two model robots for Zhang Fudao for a few hundred yuan, and framed him for spending the tuition himself.

The two confused old men were also confused, they really believed it, and angrily beat Zhang Fudao and told him to go out to work and not be allowed to study again.

Zhang Fudao was wronged, and simply went overseas for 21 years at the age of 16.

This dragon failed to do business last year, owed a lot of debts, and this year he was found to be suffering from cancer, and he wanted to fight for the last time to take a shortcut to get some savings for his family.

As a result, he was seriously injured by the poisonous soldiers on the road, but it cost a lot of money to treat the injury.

His daughter-in-law saw that the place where she could borrow money had been borrowed, and Zhang Long herself didn't want to treat it anymore, but she couldn't let go of his wife and son.

I don't know where I learned that my younger brother Zhang Fudao made a lot of money overseas, so he wrote 21 letters to his family in a row, saying that his parents regretted not being able to see Zhang Fudao in their later years, and died depressed.

And many times in the family letter to confess that he was obsessed, believed in the instigation of friends, and then begged the Buddha to bless his younger brother all the year round.

The regrets and tears of his parents finally awakened Zhang Fudao's homesickness, and when he came back, he made such a play.

It's a pity that what Zhang Fudao's predecessor didn't know was that his parents found the toy store a day after he ran away from home and figured out that it was a toy bought by Zhang Longtuo's friend.

It's just that the real estate is in the hands of Zhang Long, but the 100,000 foreign debts are in the hands of their old couple, and even the more cold Zhang Long behaves, the more they are afraid that Zhang Long will drive them out, so they can only wronged their second son.

When the old couple was dying, they really wanted to see Zhang Fudao, but Zhang Long was afraid that there would be extraneous complications after the meeting, so he simply said that his younger brother was dead, and forged an accident newspaper.

"Brother, I want to hear you promise me in person, so I dare to swallow this breath."

Zhang Long did not give up, and continued to struggle to continue to get up and kowtow.

"Okay, I promise you, you hurry up and lie down and recuperate, aren't you still dead, it's like confessing your last words!"

Wu Heng wanted to slap this dragon to death after checking his memory, but in order to maintain his character, he continued to maintain a peaceful attitude.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Long's arm instantly collapsed, and his whole body lay down quietly, and there was no movement anymore.

The ECG machine emits a series of smooth, long-lasting drips.

"Husband——! Nurse. Doctor! ”

"Daddy.!"

Zhang Long's daughter-in-law and Zhang He Ku hurriedly rushed to Zhang Long's side and shouted in pain.

Wu Heng secretly said unlucky, how could he be like he was cursed to death, what did this dragon do so much with what he said.

After Zhang Long's body was pushed to the morgue, the three returned to Zhang Long's house.

Zhang Long's daughter-in-law was crying while holding Zhang Long's photo, Zhang He quietly walked to Wu Heng with a glass of water and put the water on the table.

When Wu Heng was in the hospital, he took a look at the calendar on October 10th.

And the clear memory in his mind made him remember that when the meat dumplings were delivered in the plot, the 'sacrifice send' yellow paper pasted on the wall was written on October 24, which means that there are still 14 days before the plot begins.

Wu Heng picked up the water on the table, took a sip gently, and carefully recalled the plot:

It's probably about a 17-year-old girl, Jia Min, who has had supernatural vision since she was a child.

One day, Jia Min's middle school classmate Qianqian and her Internet celebrity boyfriend Grizzly Bear wanted to shoot the famous folklore 'Chair Girl', hoping that Jia Min would summon gods and attract live broadcast traffic.

(End of chapter)