Fang Tianzhuo frowned: "Monk Jingyu."

The monk immediately stretched out his hand and grabbed the chain on Fang Tianhua's wrist, and said, "I will retire."

Fang Tianhua was forced to be dragged away by him, and he laughed: "Sister Huang, don't you want to know what games we used to play? We like to bury the **** in the soil with only one head exposed, and wait for the veins on his forehead to burst out, Cut it open with a dagger, and the blood will spurt out at once... The red fountain is so beautiful..."

His mouth was suddenly covered by the monk, Fang Tianhua took a bite, forced him to let go, and sneered: "Damn bald man, this king will be killed sooner or later..."

The monk pulled vigorously, and he suddenly stumbled and fell out of He Zheng's sight. He Zheng stood behind Fang Tianzhuo, his face turned pale, Fang Tianzhuo turned around to pick up the little prince in his hand, He Zheng conditioned reflexively to hug, the little guy suddenly jolted, and his little paws stretched out and grabbed him. hair on the chest.

He Zheng returned to his senses and said, "You, hold me for a while."

He stuffed the child into Fang Tianzhuo and ran back to the house quickly.

When Fang Tianhua described those pictures, he actually saw a **** buried in the soil for a split second. No, not one, but two. The faces of the two eunuchs gradually became pale due to lack of oxygen. Red, blue veins burst out on his forehead, and a young voice shouted: "Brother Jiuhuang, listen to me, let's cut it together, whoever's **** dies first will win!"

He saw that he stretched out his finger and pulled the child around him, but his finger went through the man's cuff: "Don't, don't cut it, yes, it will kill people..."

The child's clothes were not as delicate as the other child's, and his eyes were just as hesitant and timid, but he still forced his composure and walked to the **** beside him without saying a word.

"Three, two, one..."

"Ahhhh!!"

He was so frightened that he hugged his head and ran away, and heard the child who was talking just now shouting, "Brother Huang? What are you stunned for? Cut it, you think I'm going to die, I'm going to win!"

He Zheng took a breath and ran all the way back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, sitting on the soft couch.

He remembered that when he was seven years old, he had a serious illness. At the beginning, he told his parents that someone was abusing children and told them that the address was in Yingdu Palace, but his parents called the police and the police couldn't find them at all. people. Later, he cried and told his parents that he saw people kill people, saw them throw babies on the ground to be bitten by dogs, and saw them put girls in a pool with many poisonous scorpions and poisonous snakes, he was horrified , had a high fever, and had a serious illness.

Parents invited an expert to see him, saying that he might have entered a place he should not have gone by mistake. The expert did a ritual for him, and he gradually got better.

But the memory of that year, he really completely forgot.

He Zheng thought blankly, when was this book written? He only remembered that it was written very early, at least more than ten years ago. It was unbelievable that he actually wore it when he was seven years old!

Fang Tianhua was that pervert, no wonder he felt terrified when he mentioned him, this guy has been a lunatic since he was a child!

His shoulder was suddenly grabbed, and He Zheng came back to his senses, facing Tianzhuo's face.

This handsome face merged with a face that was almost lost at this moment, He Zheng stared at him blankly for a while, thinking of the master standing at the door and saying to his parents: "Some children will encounter strange things when they are young. Strange things, stray into some places we don't know, but it's okay, it's fine when you grow up, yes, it's okay, as long as you don't talk nonsense, don't worry."

Then he thought of himself saying--

"I will accompany you, I will come to you often, and I will be your best friend for life."

"Yes, you are not alone, you have me, I am a little fairy, I will bless you!"

"Well, I swear... When you have money, I'll help you spend it!"

He Zheng: "..."

His mind seemed to freeze in an instant.

Fang Tianzhuo shouted for a while, but he ignored him, so he stretched out his hand and grabbed his face: "Zheng'er, Zheng'er?"

He Zheng recovered from the pain, and his expression suddenly became very strange. Fang Tianzhuo reassured him: "Don't be afraid, he is already useless, and if I send someone to watch, he can't hurt you."

He Zheng nodded and thought for a while: "Your Majesty said before that you met a little fairy when you were seven years old?"

Fang Tianzhuo looked at him and said, "Just a little liar."

He Zheng swallowed and asked in a low voice, "You, how much money do you have now?"

Fang Tianzhuo was silent for a moment, then said, "Could it be that that little liar is also Zheng'er?"

"Nonsense!" He Zheng exclaimed: "Cai, it's not me!"

He Zheng rolled his eyes left and right uneasy. He found that his guess was correct, everything must have a cause and effect, this time through the book is not accidental, then it is certainly not accidental that my brother came to find him, it will definitely have a certain chain effect.

So, can he look forward optimistically first and take Fang Tianzhuo to meet his parents?

However, the top priority is: "Why do you look at me like this... Really, it's not me, I, my words, I want to share weal and woe with you, I won't say... that kind of unconscionable..."

Fang Tianzhuo said calmly, "Oh."

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