"Damn!

Luoluo was anxious: "Why are you burning my flowers?"

"What your flowers, you are all my imagination, everything here is mine. Ning Bufan said indifferently that he had already determined that this was his fantasy, so he was even more unscrupulous. As he spoke, he slapped himself again.

Oops, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts. How do you wake up from your vision......

Luoluo said "wow", sat on the ground and cried: "My flower...... Woowoo...... You're a bad person! I'll take you to see the flowers and drink the spring, and you'll burn my flowers...... Woowoowoo......"

"How could a serious person like me fantasize about you being such a tease?" Knowing the current situation, Ning Bufan is not in a hurry, although he doesn't know who drugged him, but he shouldn't be in any danger, maybe he is still napping on the bus.

"It must have been Qin Moxiong's grandson who did it!" Ning Bufan thought hatefully.

Qin Moxiong's nose suddenly itched, and a thunderous sound destroyed the world, and it was he who sneezed: "Damn! It must be Ning Bufan's grandson who is scolding me again." ”

As if hearing the cries of falling, the stone walls of the garden parted from both sides, making a "boom" sound. Under the strong light of the garden, a figure gradually appeared.

"Who are you and why are you bullying my family. A voice that is not old but very vicissitudes, as if a child deliberately lowered his throat and pretended to be an adult.

Luoluo heard this voice as if he had found support, and cried heartbreakingly: "Dad...... Whoaaaa......a He bullied me...... He still burns my flowers?"

When Bufan first saw the source of the sound, because of the backlight, he only saw a black shadow about the same size as himself, and when he heard this strange voice, he thought it was a child. Now the man slowly walked up to him, and it became clear that it was actually a thin little old man, wearing a wide lab coat.

"Eh, I said you NPCs, I haven't triggered the plot yet, why did you run out on your own, what if I didn't save it?"

The little old man looked at the charred garden, and his old face was black, as if he had been fished up from a stinky ditch: "Boy, the bullying has come to my territory." Don't leave today, stay and be a flower fertilizer. ”

"The old thing is really old and dizzy, where can you see that Lao Tzu is fat? Oh! Do you see that Lao Tzu is fat?" Ning Bufan had no fear, and began to talk nonsense with a serious face.

The little old man didn't speak, he hadn't spoken to anyone else in all these years, except for Luoluo, so naturally he couldn't compare to Ning Bufan's sharp teeth. He took out a pair of strange-looking glasses from his jacket pocket, put them on cautiously and solemnly, and then stared at Ning Bufan deadly.

"Is this the end?" Although Ning Bufan was very uncomfortable with him, his overly calm reaction also made him a little disappointed, could it be that this old man was the second sick and wanted to kill Lao Tzu with his eyes?

However, the brief disappointment ended, and there was a "buzzing" sound from the stone wall behind the little old man, from far and near, getting louder and louder, until a black fog visible to the naked eye covered the sky.

Fortunately, Lao Tzu has a high psychological quality, and if you have a dense phobia, you can really get goosebumps. Bufan only regarded it as a heroic dream, and he didn't care whether he was justified or not, he made the first move and rushed straight forward.

This burst of black fog is composed of countless flying insects, and it is impossible to see what kind of species it is, but the momentum is huge, and once the upper body is pervasive, it is difficult to get rid of.

Ning Bufan turned around and ran, widening the distance between him and Luoluo, and then made a gesture.

"Ao Yi Ho's Fireball Technique!" Before a group of flying insects could get close, they were burned to death by the fire that erupted from the extraordinary eruption, and they fell one after another.

When the little old man saw this scene, he took off his glasses violently, because the wrinkles of the shocked old face were smoothed out, and he exclaimed: "You drank my Galaxy water?"

"What's yours and mine, it's all the country! The country belongs to the people, I am the people, what's wrong with me drinking my own pork bone spinach soup?" Bufan found that the old man was very stupid, and he used his skills to mess around.

The old man was sad and sad, silent for a long time, and finally sighed: "Forget it, this is fate, boy, you can leave by yourself." ”

Ning Bufan was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and said awe-inspiringly: "What are you leaving? My daughter-in-law is still here!"

The old man was stunned: "I see that you are only fifteen, sixteen or seven, and you have a daughter-in-law? Where is your daughter-in-law? You leave with her." ”

Ning Bufan looked at Luoluo suspiciously, and pointed at her with some hesitation: "This is my daughter-in-law." ”

The old man was furious: "Boy, you deceive people too much, destroy my garden, drink my treasure spring, and now even my only daughter will be taken away?"

Bufan asked Luoluo: "Is this really your old man?"

The tears were not dry, and the two people who looked at the stalemate didn't know what to say, but simply nodded: "He is my father." ”

"Are you Gu Yufeng or not?"

Without waiting for Luoluo to answer, the old man preemptively said: "What Gu Yufeng, this is my daughter Luoluo!"

"Where did you come from an old man's daughter, who is so old? Do you breed by division?" Bufan snickered in his heart, and finally met two straight-headed ones, whether it was a dream or not, he was happy first.

"I fell from the sky. Luo Luo muttered, but his expression was extremely serious.

"And when did you fall?"

"It's been night and day, and I don't know how long it's been, but it feels like a long time. ”

"Day and night, how do you know the words 'day and night'?"

Luoluo listened to Ning Bufan's words, and found that there had never been a change of day and night in his memory, but he clearly knew the scene of day and night. It seemed like a long time ago, and familiar and unfamiliar scenes kept replaying in her mind.

She suddenly felt that everything she knew seemed to be full of contradictions, and some of the perceptions she had taken for granted did not seem to belong to her environment at all. Cars, TVs, high-rise buildings. Chinese, math, English words. Those words she knew well had accompanied her day and night, but they were like a world away.

She felt like her head was going to explode, but she refused to give up these sudden thoughts, which seemed to be the truths she had been pursuing, were within reach at this moment.

"Father, where do you say I came from?" she suddenly looked up and questioned the old man.

The old man's eyes flickered, as if he deliberately concealed it: "Didn't you tell you that you fell from the sky?"

"Heaven, which sky, where is the sky here?" The falling facial features were twisted in pain, and a pair of eyes stared at the old man, making people shudder.