Wait, what did you call me?
Poop?!
Fang Zong looked down and found that although the baby was very small, its features were exquisite.
Every part of my face—eyes, ears, mouth, and nose—is exactly like myself!
"Daddy," the baby continued to call out.
"Don't shout!" Fang Zong's heart trembled.
Knowing full well that he had no son, Fang Zong felt a piercing pain in his heart when he saw the baby.
It's an illusion, but this illusion feels so real!
"Daddy, I've been looking for you." The baby suddenly spoke.
Fang Zong was taken aback: "You should look for your biological father."
The baby shook its head: "You are my biological father."
No, I have no children.
Fang Zong can clearly remember everything from the past. As his strength grows, he can even remember things from his childhood.
He was certain he didn't have children, but suddenly felt a pang of anxiety, as if he had lied.
The baby looked at Fang Zong with some surprise and laughed, "Daddy, don't you know what you've done?"
Suddenly, Fang Zong felt a blur before his eyes, and the girl seemed to walk straight past him without needing to cross space or time.
He watched helplessly as the girl took the baby away, unable to do anything; his arms, feet, even his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth—no part of him could react.
The girl stopped ten meters in front of him, put down the baby, and turned to look at him:
"All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows. Young brother, the past is just the past, there's no need to dwell on it; the future is just the future, there's no need to fight for it. This isn't a place you should be. Go back to where you came from, don't be stubborn."
"No, the past is my past, I will never forget it; the future is my future, I can grasp it!"
Fang Zong has always been a self-reliant person, which goes without saying, but he subconsciously spoke his mind without any concealment.
Suddenly, Fang Zong felt the ground beneath his feet shaking, as if an earthquake had occurred. He quickly lowered his center of gravity and reached out to grab the ground.
But he had nothing in his hands. It was as if he had flown up, but it was involuntary and uncontrollable. Then he plummeted down as if falling off a cliff!
"Whoosh!"
Fang Zong suddenly opened his eyes and found himself standing in a dark and damp cave, his body drenched in cold sweat.
There were no girls or babies around.
Just a dream?
Fang Zong didn't believe it was just a dream; with his strength, it was impossible for him to fall asleep for no reason.
Looking up at the light ahead, I suddenly realized that the valley I had just seen was right there.
It seems that this 'dream' is a premonition; as long as he continues to walk forward, the things he just 'dreamed' will definitely happen.
"Ha!" Fang Zong sneered.
"If you believe in evil, you'll definitely encounter evil; if you don't believe in evil, I can slay it!"
He bit down hard, so hard that his gums were soaked with a slightly rusty, bloody taste, but Fang Zong resolutely continued walking.
step,
Two steps,
Three steps!
The exit was just ahead, but after taking three steps, strange patterns appeared on the cave wall on the left.
Fang Zong looked over and found that it seemed to be just a messy stone pattern, but upon closer inspection, the pattern twisted and turned into an old woman leaning on a cloud-shaped cane and holding a large white porcelain bowl.
The old woman was hunched over and 81 centimeters tall;
The cloud-shaped walking stick is made of wood and has eighty-one growth rings.
Even the large white porcelain bowl has fine black lines, a total of eighty-one lines.
There was also a baby next to it.
Fang Zong looked at the old woman and the baby, and coughed.
"Okay, I'm leaving."
Fang Zong turned around and started walking towards the exit of the cave. He came in quickly and he left quickly.
It's still that old house.
Fang Zong's arrival seemed to have put Zhai Ming at ease. The wads of tissues in the house were all cleaned up, the floor was carefully mopped, and a new sofa cover was installed.
Fang Zong switched out of Zhai Ming's 80T large storage, opened a webpage, and searched...
'An 81-year-old virgin'!
1. The most mysterious woman in history, she remained a virgin at eighty-one years old; she only knew that...
2. An 18-year-old girl has the figure of an 81-year-old, with a petite and slender build.
3. An 81-year-old virgin - Baidu Images.
4. I am 18 years old and a virgin, but my private parts are very dark. What should I do? I'm waiting for your reply online.
"Ahem, there's a lot of information here."
Under the strange gaze Zhai Ming cast at him, Fang Zong gave an awkward smile and opened the first page.
"Holy crap~~~~~ Meng Po!" he then roared.
There are three versions of the origin of Meng Po in ancient myths and legends.
One account says that in the beginning of time, Meng Po was originally a minor official in the Heavenly Realm, and she has been completely mythologized and no longer needed.
The second story is that Meng Jiangnu cried down the Great Wall. What the hell is Meng Jiangnu? If she were a virgin, Fang Zong would dare to eat the Great Wall.
The third version says that Meng Po was born in the Western Han Dynasty. She studied Confucian books from a young age and began reciting Buddhist scriptures when she grew up. While she was alive, she never reminisced about the past or thought about the future. She only wholeheartedly persuaded people not to kill and to be vegetarian. Therefore, she remained a virgin until she was eighty-one years old.
Absolutely!
Ninth Sister also came out and looked at the page, asking, "You met Meng Po? That's impossible, isn't it?"
"Hehe." Fang Zong remained silent; he also thought it was impossible.
Ninth Sister added, "But that's also possible. I just remembered something. Wait, let me think."
As she spoke, Ninth Sister exclaimed "Ah!" with delight, "What a wonderful place!"
"What?"
"Since you've encountered Meng Po, it's very likely that you've encountered the remaining protective power of Meng Po. Many years ago, Meng Po must have already passed away. If you want to meet her, it can only be in the place she was guarding."
"What kind of place?"
“Outside Wangchuan City, in the countryside of Yinhun County.”
Ninth Sister said happily, "You know that there were ten cities in the underworld a long time ago: Chujiang City, Qin Guang City, Wuguan City, Songdi City, Fengdu City, Wangsi City, Lunzhuan City, Yanluo City, Bian City, and Qinshan City. They were under the jurisdiction of the Ten Kings of Hell. When the underworld turned to ashes, they must have turned to ashes too. But on the banks of the River of Oblivion, there was a very remote city called the River of Oblivion."
Even the city of Wangchuan cannot remain, but where there is a city, there are counties, townships, and villages.
These places are likely scattered and protected by power bestowed by Meng Po.
"Then what?"
"It is a treasure in itself!"
Ninth Sister stated with certainty: "In the past, many powerful individuals liked to sneak into the underworld because the energy produced by the spirits was abundant. Ordinary people could invigorate themselves by taking a breath, and living there could prolong their lives. For the powerful, it accelerated their cultivation, and the energy was even purer."
Upon hearing this, Fang Zong narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashing from them.
I don't want to think about it anymore. What a damn baby!
I'm going to go all out!
June 12, 2019.
It's been raining non-stop!
It was the day that the Wilderness Underworld Village could be entered, so Fang Zong rushed out the door and jumped straight in.
His entire body was engulfed in flames, like an angry dragon raging across the river!
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