Chapter 114 Ambition and Adventure
After New Year
's Eve, it is the Spring Festival. A spring festival.
It is chilly.
I didn't expect that there would be no sunshine today, not to mention heavy rain.
Two children got sick at once.
It was a bit unlucky.
Jiang Changtian also felt a little guilty. He shouldn't have asked Master Zi that question.
Even he couldn't escape the curiosity and exploration of the unknown fate.
When he was a child, what he wanted most was to grow up to be a person like his father and brother.
Later, he forgot this dream for a long time.
He just wanted to live and raise his children well.
Humble and unaware.
Now he thinks back, it turns out that he can really be that humble, and he has been that humble.
Since the day when Feng'er almost died, he felt that he was scared sick.
He was a little crazy.
He was very worried. He was very worried that Feng'er, Mianmian, Yujie'er, and Xiamei would all leave him. He was very panicked. He
even felt that it would happen for no apparent reason.
He would go crazy.
He would become a real lonely person in this world, living a life worse than death.
From that day on, he had a thriving ambition in his heart. He wanted to change everything. He wanted revenge. He wanted his family to live a life of luxury. He wanted his Yujie'er to scold anyone she wanted. He wanted his Fengge'er to ride a horse through the streets and step on anyone he wanted. He wanted his Xiamei to wear the best clothes and the most expensive shoes. He wanted his Mianmian to grow up like a real princess, without worries.
But he was too weak.
Too weak.
Intellectuals are really weak.
From the death of Wu Liu to the death of Mr. Liu, he was just protecting himself.
He had no choice.
But when the counter-thief Mr. Xi came,
he saw another possibility.
He couldn't help but ask Master Zi, will your father win ?
This child who spoke like a proverb actually said no.
In fact, he wanted to ask more, will he win?
But he is a man with deep thoughts.
He dare not express such emotions.
He was afraid of being seen through.
However, he still couldn't resist the temptation and asked who would win.
He thought that when he opened his mouth, he might lose.
Because Zi Lu must not have asked his son this question.
It is said that Zi Lu is very generous. Although he is a counter-thief, he is very charming in dealing with people.
When people meet him, they have the urge to die for him.
Even if he is curious, he will not ask.
He would only do it until the last step.
But Zi Congheng looked at him.
He asked who would win.
Zi Congheng looked at him in surprise.
That look was a little unbelievable, not because he asked who would win.
Jiang Changtian is a thoughtful and extremely careful person.
So the person who will win in the end must be related to him, either him, or someone like him.
This is what Jiang Changtian judged based on the expression of Young Master Zi.
He was a little excited.
But at the same time, he warned himself not to be credulous.
Stay calm, stay calm, stay calm.
As a result, Young Master Zi fainted with high fever and lost his soul in the afternoon.
Even Mianmian also developed soul-losing syndrome.
Jiang Changtian was shocked.
He could only hide that rebellious thought deep in his heart.
There are no ghosts or gods in this world.
If there is, he is willing to be an evil ghost and destroy those gods who eat corpses and eat nothing.
The two children whose souls have returned to their places are lying on a bed.
Because the village elders said that it is not suitable to move them tonight, they are worried that they will get lost again.
Children see a lot of things with their eyes and are easy to get lost.
Jiang Changtian was guarding the door, and Heita was standing next to him. Heita was a little confused.
He didn't expect that the skinny old man, who he could kill with a slap, could actually call back the soul of the young master?
The young master vomited a lot of black water as if he had been to an unclean place.
And Mr. Jiang's young daughter also lost her soul. I don't know if her soul went to the same place as the young master.
He looked at Mr. Jiang sitting next to him and felt that he was a little mysterious.
The skinny old man looked like a ghost calling souls, and Mr. Jiang looked like a banished celestial being from heaven. He was at the door, so the souls of the young master and Xiao Mianmian should not be lost.
Jiang Mianmian woke up.
She slept for a while and woke up again.
When she woke up again, she saw Zi Xiaochong sitting next to her.
Seeing him staring at her, she asked in a hoarse, childish and coquettish voice, "Brother Chong, what are you looking at?"
Young Master Zi asked curiously, "Where did you go when you lost your soul? Do you remember?"
Jiang Mianmian looked around and nodded.
"Can you tell me?" Young Master Zi asked.
"I can't explain it clearly." Jiang Mianmian said righteously.
"Then tell me slowly. This is a secret between us. I won't tell anyone." Young Master Zi tempted.
Jiang Mianmian felt that Zi Xiaochong was deceiving her.
Humph. He
even deceived a child.
She rolled her eyes and said, "There are birds. They can hold many people and can fly."
"Then what?" Young Master Zi asked.
"Bang!"
"It's broken."
Jiang Mianmian ignored Zi Xiaochong after she finished speaking. She
started to shout at the top of her voice: "Mother, Father!"
She shouted with all her strength.
Zi Shaozhu reached out and rubbed her head. It was a little wet from sweating, but he didn't mind.
He wanted to say that he had lost his soul and that he had arrived at a magical place.
The birds there were very big and could hold many people. They could fly, but they were not called birds, but flying chickens.
He found that he had fallen ill while riding on a flying chicken. He
had a terrible headache and was sent to the hospital.
Those people in white wanted to cut open his head.
He was terrified and struggled all the time.
But there was a little girl in white who kept holding his hand and said to him, "It's okay, it's okay, you will definitely get better."
The girl kept crying and crying.
He didn't cry. He was just a little afraid and resisted, but he didn't cry.
But the girl kept crying.
He heard someone shouting, "Jiang Mianmian, what's wrong with you? Hold back your tears. You won't pass the assessment if you keep doing this."
He saw a hole in his head pried open, and there was indeed a strange thing growing inside.
The thing was taken out, and they closed his skull again.
He woke up.
He saw the little girl who had been crying.
She smiled at him and said, "The operation was successful, great."
But her tears didn't stop.
She smiled with tears all over her face.
He wanted to wipe her tears.
...
"Come back, come back."
"Go find the ones who are far away, and go find the ones who are near." "
Answer me when you meet a mountain, and respond when you meet a river." "Come
back from Heng."
"Come back, come back."
"Come back from Heng."
"Come back, come back."
...
He woke up.
He opened his eyes.
He saw the unconscious Jiang Xiaogui.
Her face was covered with tears.
She was also in a state of panic.
At this moment, Zi Congheng looked at Jiang Xiaogui who was yelling and babbling in front of him. He
smiled in his heart and said, you may not believe it, but I think you cured me.
I don’t believe it either.
Jiang Xiaogui’s nose was running because of yelling...
It was really dirty.
He reached out and wiped her nose.
...
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