Chapter 1865

That rainy night twenty years ago.

A second ago, it was lightning and thunder.

But after Xiaoqiao picked up the baby like Li Nanfang, it was another scene.

calm and tranquil.

peace and tranquility under heaven.

It's the moon.

A line of geese, whistling at night, flew over their heads to the south.

Hearing the cry of the wild geese, Xiaoqiao raised his head and murmured, "the North geese fly to the south. His name is Li Nanfang."

Holding the sleeping child, she stood up slowly and said softly, "Nanfang, Li Nanfang, we're going home."

Li Nanfang was carried away by Xiaoqiao couple.

Bright moon, but slowly covered by a dark cloud.

Gale, again!

Click!

With the sound of a thunderbolt that would almost shatter the whole world, the big raindrops of soybeans fell from the sky again without warning.

A disheveled woman, from the south, stumbled to run.

In the heavy rain again, the disheveled woman would fall almost every few steps.

This did not affect her steps to run under the tree.

For example, when she didn't know how many times she fell and her forehead was probably broken by the same stone, she didn't forget to shout in a hoarse voice: "my son, my son. Don't be afraid. Mom's back. Mom's back to hold you. Don't be afraid. "

The woman whose clothes had been torn to pieces by thorns finally ran back to the tree and said, "my son."

She was suddenly stunned.

Under the big tree, it's empty.

Her baby is gone.

"Who? Who is it? Who stole my baby? Who is it

The woman finally came to her senses and suddenly turned to look around.

Gale, rainstorm, Thunderclap almost one after another.

But even a ghost did not stand up, said it was to take away her son.

Her son, he's gone.

The whole body is like chaff. The woman kneels down on the ground and touches the ground with her forehead, whimpering like a wounded beast.

She reached out and grabbed a stone.

Bang!

Bang bang.

She's hitting herself on the head with a stone.

In this way, to punish her, how can she abandon her baby because he is a freak.

"I'm sorry, mom. Damn it!"

The woman shrieked, raised her head abruptly, held up the stone the size of her fist, and hit her head with all her strength.

Then she collapsed to the ground.

Don't move any more, let the storm driven by the strong wind beat her.

The gale and rainstorm finally turned white in the eastern sky. When the dawn suddenly appeared, its power was restrained.

When an early bird chirps on the treetop about what she saw last night, the woman wakes up.

Once was such nimble eyes, completely dull.

Her dry lips, constantly open and close, issued a murmur: "my son, where are you?"

My son, where are you?

The morning wind dispersed the words, and with the women's walking corpses, they disappeared in the depths of the woods and scattered among the rolling mountains.

It's over.

The story is still the same story, which can not change the fact that everyone already knows these things.

Why tell it all over again?

That's because Yue Zitong didn't know about it.

It is also because a certain author was once again possessed by the God of water, which urgently needs the tolerance and salvation of readers.

Of course, none of the reasons mentioned above matter.

The important thing is that the story is not over.

There's another ending.

Li Nanfang told Yue Zitong about his memory, which was like watching a movie, when he lost his memory.

In fact, if it's really his memory.

The story should have ended at the moment when his teacher's mother took him away.

But Li Nanfang clearly saw the scene when his mother came back to look for him.

He saw all this like an outsider hiding under a big tree.

He knew that there would be a baby with progeria on this rainy night.

He told the old man that he came to the tree and picked up an abandoned baby.

It was also him, after seeing that the woman was heartbroken because her son was missing, and finally became a crazy woman wandering between the living and the dead.

Turn around in silence.

Leave.

This is not Li NanFang's memory.

Absolutely not!

There is another person, who understands all this, who forces the whole process into Li NanFang's mind and turns it into a memory.

How did he do it?

No, it doesn't matter.

What's important is that——

"Who is he?"

Li Nanfang mumbled to himself and asked.

Then, like another soul, his eyes were scarlet, and he replied with a grim smile: "don't care who he is. You just need to know that he will eventually become a dead man and a tool for us to ascend the throne. "

"The throne? What throne

"Of course - ah!"

A scream broke out. Just at that moment, the black dragon, who controlled Li NanFang's mind, seemed to be greatly frightened. He quickly curled up and sank to the invisible place again.

At the same time, Li Nanfang suddenly woke up and looked up to see that a piece of white stuff was coming towards his forehead.

That's white jade Ruyi.

What a precious thing.

It doesn't matter if you smash Li NanFang's head and blood. If you smash the baby, there's no place to cry.

It's late, it's fast.

Li Nanfang quickly raised his hand and grasped Yue Zitong's wrist, which finally avoided the end of financial ruin and death.

Nothing is the best.

Of course, it's time to teach Yue Zitong a good lesson.

"Are you crazy? Even if you don't want my life, you have to keep our family treasure."

Li Nanfang scolded angrily, reached for the piece of jade Ruyi, and carefully placed it on the innermost side of the bed. Then he waved the palm of the bus and slapped the little buttocks in the quilt.

After the dull sound, Li NanFang's hand never took away.

Yue Zitong is also stimulated by this special, hum, lie down, just put his arms around Li NanFang's neck.

"You scared the hell out of me."

It's just that moment, the end of the story.

Li NanFang's expression suddenly changed, and the color of his eyes also switched back and forth between the demonic possession and the normal state.

No matter how hard Yue Zitong slapped his face, he couldn't wake him up.

I can only hear that kind of nonsense that I can't understand at all.

Panic, she suddenly saw beside the jade Ruyi, this just reached out to grab, as a murder weapon knocked in the past.

It can be proved by this.

In Yue Zitong's heart, there is nothing like his Li Nanfang.

As long as we can make Li Nanfang normal, we don't care even if it's a valuable heirloom.

Fortunately, this heirloom really has what Li Nanfang said to ward off evil spirits.

Just as soon as he appeared, he scared the black dragon to his tail and ran away.

With Li NanFang's intelligence, of course, he wants to understand the whole process in a flash. However, this process is not important to him now.

Even the one with the memory.

Also, Black Dragon said the throne for no reason.

These things don't matter.

The most important thing is Auntie Yue, and auntie Yue's posture at the moment.

.......

The candle light in the main room soon lit up.

The door of Lao Xie's house next door suddenly opened.

But the next moment.

The teacher's mother reddened and kicked the old man's calf stomach, blowing out the candle.

Xue's mother-in-law twisted Xie Laosi's ear and went back to the house.

It's all from the past, who doesn't know what that voice stands for.

However, I woke up in my sleep and subconsciously thought that something big had happened.

A false alarm.

It's also frightening and infinite.

Yue Zitong was lying on the side of his wedding bed like a piece of soft mud. He breathed quickly. With Li NanFang's gentle kiss, he slowly calmed down and fell asleep.

Boss Li, who has been tired for a long time, also has great satisfaction.

Can we not be satisfied.

Bumpy, bumpy, bumpy, and Yue Zitong have gone through so many wind, rain and months, and finally today, the perfect realization of the blend of life.

That feeling, more than conquering the whole world, also let Li Nanfang have a sense of achievement.

It is the happiest thing to go to sleep with achievements.

But why did he sit up straight after a short sleep?

Even though it's winter.

But under the action of the hot Kang, plus the intense exercise for a long time, Li Nanfang was sweating all over.

When the sweat evaporated, the small salt particles left all over his body fell down with Li NanFang's upright posture.

It's like a zombie crawling out of a corpse pit ten thousand years ago.

He slowly stretched out his hand, over the sleeping Yue Zitong, toward the inside of the bed, the pillow on the side of the jade Ruyi grabbed past.

The action was obviously to grab the heirloom that Li Nanfang thought was more important than his life, throw it on the ground and smash it.

With this action, it can be proved that he is not Li Nanfang at the moment.

Before he really touched the white jade Ruyi, his hand suddenly drew back like touching the switch.

In his eyes, he showed a look of bitterness and malice.

The eyes flashed away.

After that, Li Nanfang got out of bed naked, opened the door like a ghost and rushed out.

There was little movement.

But it's enough to alert some people.

"It's broken!"

The old man scolded secretly, grabbed the clothes on the head of the bed and put them on his body.

At the same time, Xie Qingshang, who lives next door, jumps out of the door and bites his teeth.

Who else wakes up?

Not yet known.

But we all don't want to see the appearance of Yue Zitong, who knows that suoso is dressed and walks out of the door with Yu Ruyi in hand.

There are some things that can't be covered.