Thinking of rice balls, my stomach growled again.
I stood on tiptoe with trembling hands, looking at the huge black ant-like head that kept wriggling and there was no end in sight.
Liang Meng felt that he had survived several disasters in the past, but he would definitely starve to death today.
Damn it!
He swallowed hard and rubbed his stomach vigorously. Liang Meng continued to greet them helplessly while he couldn't help but curse in his heart.
Finally, it was dark and Yunmeng Hall closed. Liang Meng was so hungry that he fell to the cold ground, breathing more than he breathed.
"Tang, Tangzhu, it's time to eat."
Legend's situation was not much better than that of his family's head: his elegant green robe was wrinkled and there was a torn part at the hem.
A pair of black satin shoes were also covered in dust from being stepped on, leaving no clean spot.
The neatly tied bun on top of her head was now hanging crooked, and the jade hairpin was even shaky.
This is no longer the handsome and fair-faced scholar of Yunmeng Hall, he is simply a down-and-out beggar on the street.
Legend was probably starving too, his voice was weak, but because he had eaten something in the morning, he was a little better than his master.
When he heard that it was time to eat, Liang Meng, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, did a somersault, but uh... he was too tired to stand up, so he fell down again.
Looking at the table full of food, Liang Meng's eyes turned green. Like a hungry wolf, he wanted to fill his stomach with everything on the table in one breath.
No need to use chopsticks, just get started.
"Master, are you still thinking about Qi Zhen now?"
Chuanqi buried his head and ate voraciously for a while. When the hunger disappeared, he slowly picked up his chopsticks and ate while curiously asking Liang Meng, who was still wolfing down his food across from him.
Liang Meng kept elbowing with his left hand and holding the bun with his right hand. He raised his eyelids and glanced at Chuanqi. He asked in confusion.
"Who is Qi Zhen?"
legend:……
As expected, people cannot be too idle, otherwise they will easily become depressed.
The next day, Legend tore down the notice on the door.
Those who were not yet able to have their problems solved by Liang Meng shook their heads with a look of regret on their faces.
After all, it's not every day that you get a chance to solve your problem for free without charging any consultation fee.
Liang Meng couldn't sleep all night because of Qi Zhen's depression. With two huge dark circles under her eyes, she was so sleepy that she didn't know east from west and south from north. She sat under the dark tree and sighed.
Tonight, the moon had just begun to slowly emerge from the sea, not even reaching the treetops. Liang Meng yawned, mumbled something to Chuanqi, and staggered back to her bedroom to sleep.
"Master, I just ate so much. I'm afraid it will be uncomfortable to lie down now. How about..."
Bang!
Before the legend was finished, Liang Meng had already closed the door tightly.
Chuanqi stood outside the door, staring blankly at the bedroom where not even the candle was lit with sleepy eyes. He yawned loudly, shook his head and smiled helplessly.
In order to comfort his depressed master, Chuanqi hadn't had a good rest for several days and nights. His eyes were also bruised.
Those who know it will be dark circles because of lack of rest. Those who don’t know it will think that someone punched him.
Huh~~
Finally able to have a good rest tonight, the big lion breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and quickly disappeared into the night.
Liang Meng returned to the room, closed the door casually, and fell headfirst onto the bed without even taking off any clothes, let alone the candlelight.
In the blink of an eye, loud snoring came from the bed.
If a person is extremely tired, they can easily fall into a deep sleep, just like Liang Meng tonight.
Liang Meng, who was fast asleep, had an unusually clear dream.
The strange thing was that there was not a single person or scene in the dream. As far as the eye could see, it was all pitch black, without a single light.
In the dream, Liang Meng didn't know what he was lying on, and it was tossing and turning violently, like a small boat tossing in huge waves.
You're ready to dive in at any time.
Liang Meng is seasick.
In the 21st century, I went out to sea for a trip and almost died on the ship.
There was such a violent jolt that even in his dream, Liang Meng could clearly feel his stomach churning.
The shaking continued for a while and finally stopped before Liang Meng vomited the food she had eaten that night.
Like a parabola from a high altitude, it fell in a straight line with a bang. Not only was the noise loud, but the pain was also very real and intense.
Liang Meng's waist hit something sharp and hard, like the corner of a table. The pain made Liang Meng gasp.
This time, no matter how deep my sleep was, I woke up. But the price of waking up was too high and too painful.
Liang Meng opened his eyelids, but it was still pitch black in front of him.
At first, Liang Meng thought he had fallen off the bed. He stretched out his arms and groped for a while, but couldn't touch the bed for a long time. Liang Meng couldn't help but curse: Damn, I turned over from the bed and fell directly into the yard, right?
But suddenly, she stopped.
wrong!
She's not in her room!
Because her hand touched the slippery mountain wall.
I opened and closed my eyes several times, but I could see nothing but inky black.
Liang Meng stopped his hand on the mountain wall and touched it carefully again, but there was only hard and slippery rocks.
If you listen carefully, you can hear the sound of dripping water, ticking, slow and clear.
It was obviously a cave, and a very deep one, because the echo of the dripping water was far away.
This is not a dream at all. I have been kidnapped by some blind bastard.
Liang Meng sneered. He didn't expect that in Zhou Yuan, there would be someone who dared to challenge the emperor.
Looking around, there wasn't a single ray of light coming in from outside. He didn't know if that bastard had blocked the entrance to the cave or if he was in the deepest part of it.
Liang Meng stood up a little too quickly and hit her head hard against the sharp rock wall. She grimaced and screamed in pain.
"Is anyone there?"
Apart from an echo that was getting farther and farther away, there was no other sound responding to Liang Meng.
Liang Meng crouched down, bent his legs, and supported himself with one hand, groping forward step by step. The road under his feet was also very rugged, and the touch was full of sharp stones that hurt his feet.
It feels like walking on an acupressure mat, painful and itchy.
Liang Meng had only a thin layer of foot binding on her feet and stopped after walking a few steps.
Damn, this is so torturous.
The key point is that these tortures are not the most depressing thing. What is depressing is that I just used my unrivaled spiritual power.
Surprisingly! Absolutely! Can't use it!
It was as if the spiritual power had flowed away from his body, leaving him empty and without a trace of strength.
What should I do...
It hurts so much to walk that it takes me half a day to take just two or three steps.
I shouted, but there was no sound except my own echo, not even a ghost cry.
I can't sit down. My butt hurts.
Don't even think about lying down. My whole body hurts.
I can't stand straight. If I stand straight, I'll hit my head.
You can only bend your waist and legs, and keep changing the fulcrum of your feet so that you can rest your feet.
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