Chapter 1850

That rainy night twenty years ago.

A second ago, there was still thunder and lightning.

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

The wind is calm.

The sea and the river are clear.

The moon is at the head.

A row of night geese, quacking, flew over their heads and headed south.

Hearing the call of wild geese, Xiaoqiao raised his head and murmured, "the North goose flies to the south, so he is called Li Nanfang."

Holding the sleeping child, she slowly stood up and whispered, "south, Li Nanfang, we are going home."

Li Nanfang was carried away by Xiaoqiao and his wife.

The bright moon is slowly covered by a dark cloud.

The wind, again!

Click!

With a thunderbolt that almost shatters the whole world, soybean big raindrops fall from the sky without warning again.

A dishevelled woman, from the south, stumbled.

In the pouring rain again, the woman with dishevelled hair almost every few steps will fall.

This did not affect her running to the tree.

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

she was stunned.

Under the big tree, it's empty.

Her son, it's gone.

"Who? Who is it? Who stole my son? Who is it? "

The woman finally woke up and suddenly turned around and looked around.

The wind, the rain, the thunderbolt almost one after another.

But even a ghost did not stand up, said is to take her son.

Her son, it's gone.

The whole body is like chaff, the woman soft kneels on the ground, touches the ground with the forehead, sobs like the wounded beast.

She reached out to the left and right and grabbed a stone.

Bang!

Bang bang.

She's pounding herself in the head with a stone.

In this way, to punish her how to give birth to her son, because he is a freak, he abandoned him.

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

The woman shrieked, raised her head abruptly, held up the stone the size of her fist, and smashed it hard on her own forehead with all her strength.

Then she collapsed to the ground.

Do not move any more, let the rainstorm driven by the strong wind, but whip her.

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

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

Once it was so smart eyes, completely dull.

Her chapped lips, opening and closing, murmured, "my son, where are you?"

My son, where are you?

The morning wind dispersed this sentence, with the woman walking dead in the depths of the woods, scattered in the rolling mountains.

It's over.

The story is still that story. It can't change the fact that everyone already knows these things.

Why do you have to tell it all over again?

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

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

Of course, none of these reasons matters.

It's important that the story doesn't end.

There is another ending.

Li Nanfang told Yue Zitong the memories of his loss of memory like watching a movie.

In fact, if it's really his memory.

The story should have ended at the moment his mother took him away.

However, Li Nanfang clearly saw the scene of his mother running back to look for him.

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

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

He told the old man to come to the big tree and pick up an abandoned baby.

It was the same man who saw that the woman was heartbroken because her son was missing, and finally turned into a crazy silly woman wandering between the living and the dead.

Turn around in silence.

Leave.

This is not Li NanFang's memory.

Not absolutely!

There is another person, who knows all this, who imposed the whole process on Li NanFang's mind and turned it into a memory.How did he do it?

No, it doesn't matter.

What matters is -

"who is he?"

Li Nanfang muttered to himself and asked.

Then, as if for another soul, his eyes were scarlet and he said with a grim smile, "don't care who he is. All you need to know is that he will eventually become a dead man and a tool for us to ascend the throne. "

"The throne? What throne? "

"Of course it is - ah!"

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

At the same time, Li Nanfang suddenly woke up, looked up and saw that a piece of white things was smashing towards his forehead.

That's white jade Ruyi.

What a precious thing.

It doesn't matter if Li nan'nan is smashed to the head and blood flow doesn't matter. He breaks the baby and has no place to cry.

It's late. It's fast then.

Li Nanfang quickly raised his hand and grasped Yue Zitong's wrist, and finally avoided the end of wealth breaking and human death.

Nothing is best.

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

"Are you crazy? Even if you don't want my life, you should keep our heirloom."

Li Nanfang angrily scolded, reached out to grab the jade Ruyi, carefully placed on the innermost side of the bed.

"You scared me to death."

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

Li NanFang's expression suddenly changed, and the color of his eyes was also between the monster and the normal state, switching back and forth.

No matter how he slapped him in the face, he couldn't wake him up.

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

In panic, she suddenly saw the jade Ruyi placed next to her, which just reached out to grab it and knocked it as a murder weapon.

On this basis, it can be proved.

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

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

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

Just as soon as he appeared, he scared the black dragon to run away.

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

Even if it's the person whose memory just appeared.

There is also the throne that Black Dragon said out of nowhere.

These things don't matter.

The most important thing is aunt Yue and her posture at the moment.

The first time the two women met, what they did in the bathtub.

Next, should aunt Yue say "move"?

Unfortunately, Li Nanfang doesn't seem to like passive situations.

So, before Yue Zitong could react, the whole world seemed to move.

This move, is most of the night - that represents the sacred song, through the love filled cottage, rushed to the sky, resounding through the sky.

The candlelight in the main room soon lit up.

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

But the next moment.

The teacher's mother kicked the old man's calf stomach and blew out the candle light.

Mrs. Xue's wife 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, wake up in a dream, subconsciously think that there is something important.

A false alarm.

Yue Zitong, like a paralyzed mud, lies on his inner side. His breath slowly calms down and sleeps in the past.

Boss Li, who has been tired for a long time, is also very happy.

Can you be unhappy.

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

That kind of feeling, than conquered the whole world, but also let Li Nanfang have a sense of achievement.

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

But why did he sit up after a long sleep?

In spite of the cold winter.

But under the action of the Kang, plus the intense exercise for a long time just now, Li Nanfang was sweating profusely.

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

It's like a zombie crawling out of a corpse pit ten thousand years ago, falling to the ground all over.

He slowly stretched out his hand, over the sleeping Yue Zi Tong, toward the side of the bed, the pillow on the jade Ruyi to grab the past.

The action obviously wanted to capture the heirloom that Li Nanfang regarded as more important than his life, and smashed it to the ground.With this action, it can be proved that he is not Li Nanfang at the moment.

Did not wait to really touch that piece of white jade Ruyi, his hand as if touching the switch, suddenly retracted back.

In the eyes, exudes the malicious look.

The eyes flashed away.

After that, Li Nanfang opened the door like a ghost and rushed out.

There is little movement.

But it's enough to alert some people.

"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, the next door's Xie Qingshang jumped out of the door, biting his teeth and cursing incessantly.

Who else wakes up?

Not yet known.

But we all don't want to see Yue Zitong, who has learned that sosuo has put on his clothes and walked out of the door with yuruyi in his hand.

Some things can't be covered.

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