fox lure

Chapter 68 Jiang Erhu Wants to Live and Live Wonderfully
"Pfft..." Xue Chen couldn't hold back anymore.

I was ready to 'feather', but now I don't.

It's a pity that I don't want to 'emerge' or not, it's not up to me.

"Master!" I gritted my teeth and began to call Lao Huang Master.

As soon as I called Master, Huang Yan said: "I'm not sure what that thing is, but it has nothing to do with Daoist Jiang. Daoist Jiang is preparing for the time to become an eternity. He will go down to the underworld for the master, and clean up the dust for me~ "

"Old Huang," when he mentioned the underworld, tears came out of my eyes, and my lips became dry. "Old Huang, do you think I am willing to die? Don't talk about the underworld, you don't even know how much I want to live. Now I feel like taking a breath, the air is fragrant.”

I especially cherish it.

"It's because your breath smells good, the big brother sprinkled perfume in the air conditioner of the car." Xue Chen, who was short-sighted, farted without paying attention and told the truth!
I was about to cry and express my grief when I choked.

Changjiang drove the car, and this time he didn't hold back his laughter.

"Drive your car well and don't even talk to me." I was so angry that my tears were gone.

"Is there any unfulfilled wish for Daoist Jiang? Continue to talk to Pindao?" Old Huang said calmly with a cold face.

"Old Huang," I turned my head, he seemed to be angry, "I didn't say I wanted to die, can I still live?"

Did I say I want to die?I really have nowhere to go, why are they teasing me?
Let them talk like I'm about to kill myself.

"Jiang Daochang, aren't you still alive and well?"

When I heard it, indeed, Daoist Jiang is indeed still alive.

"Great resentment," Changjiang told me while driving with his reading glasses, "Master is trying his best to protect you, so don't be depressed all day long. Master looks at you and feels distressed. You wait for Master and the Taoist sect to deal with the matter of Yang Soul." Think of a way."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly cursed: "What a fool, it's getting dark, I can't see clearly."

"Be careful," said the car, the road up the mountain is very steep, don't fall into the ditch when driving over.

"Isn't it you? They praise you a few words, so that you can stay in the hotel for an hour!" Changjiang sprayed at me, "Or you've already been to the Taoist temple by now."

Although Changjiang scolded me every day, Xue Chen took the opportunity to bombard me, but I really like everything about Fengyuguan.

I don't know when it started, I have regarded them all as relatives.

I think they feel the same way about me?

And Huang Yan, when I was at Cen's house, I cried, but he squatted in front of me so anxiously, a person like him was at a loss and said to me: "I'm a disciple, don't cry."

Just now the Yangtze River meant that I might still have a chance to live, and Huang Yan was helping me figure out a way.

Huang Yan didn't give up on me just because Yang Soul couldn't be found.

I suddenly thought of my parents, they too, never gave up on me.

So, I was preparing for death, what was it for?Who are you sorry for?

I suddenly had the will to fight, Jiang Erhu wanted to live and live well, defeating Dai Yuemian, that yin and yang villain.

He is not dead yet, why should I die?

My heart was very hot, and my eye sockets were hot.

This time the tears were hot, I sniffed, and now Huang Yan and I were sitting in the back seat, I leaned towards him and pinched his leg.

"What are you doing?" Huang Yan closed his eyes and pried open his eyelids, "Jiang Daochang, what does this mean?"

"Old Huang, why do you always call me Daoist Jiang?" I pouted, "It's very polite."

"After all, Daoist Jiang is about to become a fairy, and the poor Taoist should be more polite to you."

"Hey, Lao Huang, I'll pinch your legs." I pinched Huang Yan's legs along the way.

Gradually, the old man leaned on the car and tickled the corner of his mouth, "Jiang Long, Master, I have something to ask you to do tomorrow."

"Okay."

Back at the Taoist temple, as soon as we entered the house, my parents called, and I was a little speechless for a while.

Especially when I heard my mother was anxious, and with a loud voice that was not sure, "Dragon? Are you okay?"

I held back for a while, and then laughed a little: "Mom, things are going very well, and my soul is back."

"Really?" My mother sobbed instantly like a big stone fell from her heart.
"Let me tell!" My dad rushed to grab the phone, "Dragon?"

"Hey? Old Huang, Xue Chen, Changjiang, save some for me, Dad, don't talk about it, they're going to eat it all," I said in a flash, and then hung up the phone immediately.

Back at the table, I ate quietly.

I really can't get my Yang Soul back, and I don't even know how to tell my parents.

I have lied to them a lot since I was a child. For example, I secretly changed the score of 29 in the math test paper to 89.

My mother also said: "What kind of teacher is this? It was written by 8! It's like drawing a funnel."

At that time, I didn't feel guilty at all, and I was secretly glad that my mother was so foolish.

Then my mother shot back, caught off guard and snarled: "Father Cao, you little bastard, you have a good eye, I thought the ancestral grave was smoking, &*&...&&..."

But this time lying, I want to cry.

It seems that during this trip to Dongxing Town, I suddenly grew up, and my mind is no longer what it used to be.

"The price of maturity is loss." Huang Yan sandwiched a piece of mutton for me.

"I don't want to grow up, I want to be a child for the rest of my life." Xue Chen gulped down the soup with a bowl in his hand.

"It's not up to you."

"By the way, Lao Huang," I ate with a calm expression, "Cen Chunhong used my Yang soul, so she can live for hundreds of years without dying like you do?"

"Who said I lived for hundreds of years?" Huang Yan knew that I was telling him, and said lightly: "Cen Chunhong used your Yang Soul, and will live for a few more years, but not a hundred years. It's all hers."

"Then she is going to marry my future husband?" I was surprised.

"I'm talking about luck, big luck, what does it have to do with your future husband?"

I don't know what luck is, but I was relieved to hear Huang Yan said that she would not marry my future husband.

The meal was full of ups and downs, and Changjiang kept scolding Xue Chen, saying that he spoke rudely and made a bad mouth, and asked him to speak more politely when meeting people in the future.

But he didn't realize it at all, and he sprayed there: "What kind of grass, you little bastard, if you don't know, you think I fed you shit when you were young? Let you spray shit all over your mouth."

Xue Chen shrank his neck, and Kang Kang spun the mutton soup.

"Just know how to spin. After eating, you will ignore what I say?" Jiang Jiang slapped the back of Xue Chen's head angrily.

Xue Chen stayed there for three seconds, then turned to look at me.

Is this calling for help?I dared to say, "Jiangjiang, don't hit him when you're eating, it's just a waste of time to spit it out."

After I finished speaking, Xue Chen was still staring at me blankly, his greasy mouth trembling, "Xiaolu..."

"Are you crazy?" I patted his face, "Where are you stupid?"

Xiaolu disappeared. He looked at me and said, Xiaolu?He's like someone's silly kid.

He continued to stare blankly at me, then rubbed his eyes suddenly, his eyes burst into tears: "Don't look at me, I see red dizzy eyes."

What did he say?

I didn't even understand, so I ignored him, "Go ahead and spin."

(End of this chapter)