The stinging pain, as if from the soul, Liu Lang felt like he was about to explode.

I wanted to roar, but I couldn't open my mouth, I wanted to cover my head and bend my body, but I couldn't move at all.

"Am I going to shatter and turn into nothingness?", Liu Lang just thought of this, but the pain disappeared abruptly.

Comfortable, so comfortable. It seems that the fetus feels in the mother's amniotic fluid, Liu Lang is messy.

"What the hell is going on?"

seemed to hear Liu Lang's question, and a picture appeared, as if in front of Liu Lang, and as if in Liu Lang's mind, it was not real.

The picture is like a pitch-black curtain, boundless, dark and far-reaching. There is a little bit of light in it, like a starry sky.

A point of light flew in from that distance, becoming clearer and clearer.

A woman, shrouded in a glittering white light, holy.

Although he was wearing a white robe, it was difficult to hide his proud figure, his long black hair hung down to his waist, and a fluffy white tail swayed slightly, adding to a strange attraction.

The woman's face was obscured by a hazy halo that could not be seen, but it was convincing that there was a beautiful face beneath the halo.

In her arms, gently holding a baby boy is really enviable of the treatment of the little one.

The baby is sleeping soundly, with a sweet smile on his little face, as if he is dreaming.

"What a beautiful picture. Liu Lang thought in his heart.

"Alas," the woman sighed softly, "I'm sorry, child, I hope you can live." ”

After speaking, the woman stretched out her palm, which was as warm as jade, white and flawless, and perfect.

A black crack appeared, and the woman pushed the baby boy into the crack.

The picture was interrupted, Liu Lang's heart ached, and it seemed that he was the one who was thrown into the crack. It's a real and profound feeling.

"Why do I feel so much pain, is that me? No, it can't be. Liu Lang thought.

"What kind of world is this, real or illusory? If so, who is this woman? Is this ability to cut through the void at will something a living being can possess? Besides, why such a holy, fairy-looking man has a femme fatale heart, or is there another reason? But what could be the reason for a mother to do such a thing? Alas"

The screen switches to a lit light bulb flying.

"God, I know you're great, but my fragile heart can't stand you playing like this. What is this!" Liu Lang couldn't help but think.

The light bulb stopped suddenly. No, it turned out to be a monk with three circles of light suspended behind his bare head.

"Master, I didn't mean to blaspheme, it's like a light bulb. The monk turned his back to Liu Lang, stretched out his arms to tear the space in front of him, took out an object from it, and looked down for a while.

The monk turned and looked up into the distance.

At this time, Liu Lang saw the monk's face, which was somewhat similar to Director Zhang, the difference was that the monk was kind and kind-eyed, his face was peaceful, and he wore a gold and red robe, and twisted Buddha beads, which added a kind of compassionate artistic conception.

At this time, there was an extra tattered swaddling baby in the monk's arms, and the black hair of the baby in the swaddling clothes was faintly visible.

Seeing this picture, Liu Lang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the baby boy did not die, because he recognized the swaddling clothes.

Liu Lang relaxed and laughed at himself in his heart.

"There will inevitably be a connection between these images, and they will not appear for no reason, and there should be follow-ups. I can't figure out the situation left and right, so it's better to read it with peace of mind. But I have to say that this monk is so cool, there is a halo in the back of his head. ”

The monk galloped quickly, and a huge city appeared in front of him, and the city was full of houses, all of which were classical buildings.

The monk's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was looking for something, and after a while, the monk flickered and came to the door of a mansion.

Hang a gold-edged plaque on the door, the word Dou Da is like a double dragon hovering on it - 'Liu Mansion', and two Pixiu stone statues stand in front of the door with angry eyes.

The monk smiled slightly, stepped forward and lightly buckled the door knocker, the door opened, and a small Si poked his head out and asked.

"Master, excuse me".

"The poor monk is the Pudu Temple Puxiang, passing by here, sending a good fortune to Erfu. Just go and tell your master so. The monk's words are calm and peaceful, as if there is a kind of magic that makes the listener convinced.

"Wait a minute", Xiao Si turned and walked into the house.

Less leaning, the three of them came briskly from the house, the first is an old man, the hair and beard are all white but the face is ruddy, the body is strong, at a glance, you know that it must be a person with a way of health.

Liu Lang couldn't help but think of his father-in-law, "It would be great if my father-in-law also had such a body."

There are two people behind the old man, and the one on the left is also an old man, with a serious expression and sharp eyes, which should be a long-standing habit.

The one on the right is a middle-aged man, with a calm face and a wisp of black hair fluttering in the wind, like a member of the fairy family.

"Haha, Master Puxiang, if you miss the distance, you still hope to forgive your sins. The old man at the head said excitedly.

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be. The monk said with a smile.

"Master, please come in, wait for me to prepare tea and dinner, and let's talk about it. The three old men approached, and their words were filled with a little joy.

"Okay, let's go in and talk. As for the tea and rice, there is no need, I still have urgent matters to deal with. The monk said after a slight groan.

"Oh? well, according to the master. This side please. The old man seemed to have thought of something, and when he had finished speaking, he turned and led the way.

The other two saluted respectfully to the monk, got out of the way for the monk to go first, and then followed towards the house.

"Master, please. The four of them walked to a small two-story building.

"The old generation and the night are waiting outside, and no one is allowed to come near. After speaking, the lord of the mansion entered the small building with Pu Xiang.

"Yes. The two replied respectfully.

The interior of the small building is elegantly laid out, with some glowing beads inlaid on the walls and roof, which is bright but soft.

The interior of the house is simple and antique, and all the utensils are made of special wood. Calligraphy and painting decoration are not like ordinary things.

The two sat down, and the lord of the mansion made a move, and two cups of steaming tea appeared on the table.

"The poor monk is here, and he already knows why he wants to come to the mansion?" asked the monk with a smile.

"I've heard from Xiao Si, I don't know what kind of fate it is? Could it be related to this baby?" The mansion master glanced at the swaddling clothes that Pu Xiang was holding, and frowned slightly.

"Not bad. ”

"Does the master mean that this baby is related to my house?"

"Hehe, please take a look. ”

As he spoke, the monk opened the swaddling clothes, revealing the baby, and the belly pocket was embroidered with auspicious clouds, and the dragon and phoenix in the clouds were auspicious.

In the eyes of the lord of the house, it is natural to be able to see that the material of the belly pocket is extremely precious, and it is used as a treasure collection or a critical moment, but now it is only used for the baby's belly pocket, although it is good for the baby's ** meridians, but this is really a waste!

The mansion master was shocked and took a deep breath to calm down. When the lord of the mansion saw the word 'Liu' embroidered on the edge of the swaddling clothes, his heart trembled, and he looked up at the monk Puxiang, "This"

"Yes, this is what the poor monk calls good karma. There is no Liu family in China who can have such a big deal. This son must have an extraordinary background, and the poor monk hopes that you can raise this son to grow up. Monk Puxiang said solemnly.

"Please also tell the master the details. The mansion master's face was solemn.

"This is natural. The poor monk felt a slight fluctuation in the space about five hundred miles outside the city, so he made the ** force crack the space and take this son.

The poor monk thinks that this son is not my cloud and blue star, and the danger and difficulty of crossing the void The poor monk thinks that he can't do it, but this swaddling baby has done it, and the family background of this son can be imagined.

But the reason why such a child's baby would appear in such a dangerous way is not something you and I can guess. Pu Xiang said this, muttering slightly, as if to give Mansion Master Liu some time to think.

Monk Puxiang looked at the mansion master, and when the mansion master was about to speak, he waved his hand to stop it.

"The lord of the mansion doesn't need to be in a hurry, and continue to listen to the poor monk first. Pu Xiang continued.

"This son was saved by the poor monk, and the lord of the house was not implicated, if he caused trouble in the future, the poor monk would bear it himself.

Moreover, the poor monk has something important to do this time, and he can't take him with him, so the poor monk temporarily entrusts him to your mansion, and when the poor monk finishes handling important matters, he will come to your mansion to pick him up.

Of course, if the lord of the mansion wants to continue to raise him, the poor monk will not forcibly take him away, and let him decide to stay according to his own wishes. I don't know what the mansion thinks?" Monk Puxiang finished speaking sincerely, and looked at the mansion master seriously, as if he wanted to see through his heart.

The mansion master smiled bitterly, "What the master said, I understand." The master is really upright and sincere, compassionate and open-minded, and admires him to the fullest. Although I can't be a master like this, I, Liu Baoyin, am not a despicable villain.

Master, please rest assured, as long as I am still here, I will not let him be treated unfairly, but the law of survival in this world is that the law of survival is the law of the jungle, and everything has to be fought for by himself. When he becomes sensible, I will tell him about his background. The lord of the mansion looked at the eyes of the monk Puxiang and said frankly.

"Okay, with your words, the poor monk will be relieved. You can take the child's name, the poor monk still has important things, go also. After saying that, the monk disappeared out of thin air.

"The Holy Realm is really desirable. The lord of the mansion looked at the place where Pu Xiang disappeared and muttered.

At this point, the picture disappeared, and Liu Lang was full of emotion in his heart, this is a completely different world, but why is there China here? Is it just a coincidence?

The people here are really envious of being able to cultivate. Does this have anything to do with me?

Without waiting for Liu Lang to think about it, the traction appeared again. Liu Lang also became nervous.