Section 46, kneel and resist [please have a look at the following words]

The book is connected to the last time and make a speculation. If the above speculations are close to the essence of the truth. So... why don't we take advantage of it?

It can even be the guest-oriented, completely and completely buckled on his head what Xiang Wangjiang has done in M City, so as to get the greatest benefit from his family! Unconsciously, I am used to measuring the value of the event itself from the perspective of benefits. I don't know if this is a kind of progress or a kind of sadness.

However, when I looked at the child's innocent eyes, my heart softened.

I shook my head and nodded again. Even I don't know whether I objected or agreed.

On the contrary, the little girl smiled and said to me sweetly, "Thank you, uncle."

"It's my brother." I corrected it.

"Oh, okay, uncle." The little girl blinked her eyes and answered me with a smile.

What on earth did the child go through to make her so vigilance?

I stretched out my hand and said to her, "Okay, uncle is uncle. Uncle took you out to eat. Are you hungry?

The little girl pinched her ponytail and looked at me with her head tilted. The other hand grabbed the crybaby's dirty hand and asked me, "You won't sell us like those people, will you? We are very good."

I shook my head. Why do I feel that it is very hard to deceive children at this stage? The era when I could follow people by giving two pieces of candy when I was young is gone forever.

"No, uncle is a good man." I said seriously.

The crybaby interrupted after this sentence: "Fat uncle is a bad guy."

de! The fat man can't get rid of the stain of bullying children.

However, I don't bother to correct the siblings who have some problems with their heads. Whether it's the little sister's cleverness or the natural dullness of crybaby, at least the two children themselves are quite popular.

I followed the crybaby and said, "Yes, fat uncle is a bad person. Can I ask him to pay for you to eat delicious food as a punishment?"

After all, they were two children. When they heard the word 'punishment', they laughed happily.

I took a deep breath. It's too difficult to coax the child. I won't have a child until I have to.

"Hmm." The two children nodded and smiled at me at the same time. The crybaby said, "Uncle and brother, I want to eat steamed buns."

What is uncle and brother?

Is there such a call? I'm very young, okay?

What's the logic of this natural crybaby?

I said, "There are a lot of delicious food. Let's go out to eat. Little sister, what's your name?

The little girl smiled, with two shallow dimples on her little face, and the big eyes under her long eyelashes bent into a pair of crescents. The child looked likeable. I suddenly came up with a kind of idea, what a good idea it would be if it were my daughter. Pooh, such a smart child is such a headache. Alas, it would be great if a little girl like a porcelain doll could have a natural mind like a crybaby.

The little girl said playfully, "Uncle, my name is Xiang Yuyin. My parents call me Xiaoyu.

I stood up and reached out to pick up the crybaby. Well, in fact, I wanted to pick up Xiang Yuyin, but the girl pushed the crybaby in front of me.

Naturally, the crying ghost opened his arms shamelessly and said to me, "Uncle and brother, hug."

Hold your sister! No, hug your sister, I think! I shouted in my heart, but in my movements, I shrugged my shoulders and picked up the crybaby on the arm of my right hand. The little girl reached out and held my right hand.

I look at this pair of pink and jade-carved children. Mom, I really have the illusion of being a father. This pair of children is so much to be liked! No, it's Xiang Yuyin. This child is so popular.

Xiang Yuyin, Xiang Ye Hua... A pair of cute twins, the elder sister is smart with the cunning of the young child, and the younger brother is naturally dull and loves to cry. For mature women, such Xiaozheng is so lethal. Ha ha, parents who can give birth to such a child will definitely not be a bad person, right? I'd rather believe this.

At this time, the fat man suddenly said, "Yang Guang, go quickly. Something is wrong here."

I didn't react for a moment and asked blankly, "What's wrong? Is the person from the family here?"

Xiang Yuyin, the little girl I was holding in my hand, suddenly said, "Uncle, there is really going to be a big trouble here. Let's go quickly."

I'm going!

I looked down at Xiang Yuyin. What kind of child does this belong to? It's so ghostly. I haven't found any problem yet. Does the child feel the problem?

The fat man hurriedly said, "Hurry up, if you don't leave, it will be a big trouble!"

I suddenly felt the palm of my hand tightening, and the little girl grabbed my hand with sweat on her face, and her body was constantly shivering.

At the same time, not only the little girl, but also the crybaby in her arms began to tremble, blinking her big eyes like a black glass ball, exuding frightened eyes. When I saw the fat man again, the guy was also sweaty, his neck turned into a mechanical turn, and a sentence came out of his mouth: "It's unlucky to encounter such a thing. It's going to bleed."

Of the four living people, I have no feeling at all. But at this time, I also found the surrounding problems.

I don't know when the noisy 'crowd' around him became solemn and solemn, whether they were hanged, drowned, or those who lost their heads and carried their heads in their hands and wandered around. At this moment, they all try to make themselves very 'clean' and hang their heads around their necks, and hang their tongues into a roll and stuff them into their mouths.

They all stood there quietly, and then moved slowly and orderly, leaning towards both sides of the street.

The fat man resisted the fear transmitted from his own spirit ghosts and pulled me aside. He whispered, "Follow those 'people' later, and don't show your feet."

I'm puzzled. I'm really puzzled about what happened, which will make fat people become so cautious and afraid.

At this moment, it felt like a crisp 'ding' from afar. It was the sound of a copper bell. The sound was very strange. The first time the sound appeared, all... all the 'people' on the streets knelt on the ground. Even the fat man knelt on the ground and even reminded me, "Kneel down quickly, hurry up."

I was stunned, and the crybaby in my arms also struggled. I quickly put him down, although I don't know why. But following the principle that people like fat people have to kneel down, there must be a great intention, and I quickly knelt on the ground. Only then did I find that the slate road under my feet was not only wet, but also had a thin layer of green moss.

Well, it's soft. It's very comfortable to kneel. Am I really a little submissive?

All the 'people' are attached to the ground with their hands and kowtowed. Oh, the 'person' who fell off his head has respectfully put his head in front of his body. However, it's face down.

I also pressed my body and asked the fat man beside me, "Fat brother, what's going on?"

The fat man's face is a little bad. To be precise, it is quite bad.

And I found that the little girl Yuyin and the crybaby Yehua also looked very bad. No, to be precise, it was even worse.

Ding...

Once again, the crisp copper bells rang in the street, and even the surrounding green lanterns began to jump. It seems that even the green ghost fire is excited, blooming the blazing light that belongs to this world.

The fat man said in a trembling voice, "It's the ghost king, he, he, fuck. How could such a thing happen?"

I secretly raised my head and looked at the other side of the street. Let me look beyond the 'people' group and look farther away, but the green light is really not suitable for the eyes to see far away. There seems to be a big thing coming between the blur. Very big, very big...

"Lord of Hell?" I bent down again. The thing was so big that I had some inexplicable hair in my heart.

"It's not that thing, pooh, pooh, sin, not the Lord of Hell, it's the ghost king. In human words, it's like a prince. He is one of the people at the top of the pyramid in this world. The fat man said.

I lowered my head, looked at the three people left and right, and said doubtfully, "It seems to be very powerful. Are you so scared? Why don't I feel it?"

I don't feel anything, not even the amulet. Whether it is the ghost or the Lord of Hell, it seems to pose a direct threat to me, but the three people are afraid like a mouse seeing a cat!

The crisp sound sounded for the third time.

Ding...

Suddenly!

An indescribable feeling spewed out of the bone marrow. This feeling is extremely magical and strange. It is a feeling that makes people unable to say it. It seems that it suddenly makes me clear a lot from the inside out, and even my thoughts have another illusion of epiphany. Everything is so kind and natural, which makes people feel like floating.

In an inssant of an hour, I understood that the sound of the three copper bells created a touch from the depths of the soul, just like a voice that mortals worship gods.

And I, in the depths of my soul, suddenly the fire encountered cold water and burst out another strange feeling. This feeling made me stand up unconsciously. I don't know why, there seems to be a force that does not allow me to kneel on the ground and constantly transmits a signal to me, not, no, not allowed!

The fat man and the two children lay on the ground and threw their bodies to the ground. They had no time to take care of my movements.

I stood up silently, slowly and gently. He held his head high and looked at the huge body approaching in the distance. A strange idea from the depths of my soul dominates me standing. That strange idea affects my body and doesn't allow me to succumb to this worshipful power from the depths of my soul.

[Nagging, very depressed nagging. Fatty, I haven't asked for tickets these days, and then I've been interrupted for a day for reasons... But I hope my friends and readers can still support me, but yesterday, I was very sad. Well, there are also happy ones. I'm happy that the Mo vicissitudes brothers in the group supported me with 200 oceans, but there are also sad ones. Yesterday, there were only 36 red tickets for the fat man... The clicks barely exceeded two thousand... After all, I don't write well if I'm a fat man? Or are the brothers lazy? Your casual support, a little encouragement, and a book review praise are all the best motivation for me. At least let me stick to nearly a million words, and I still have the motivation to continue to write down if there is **?

If even this little support is stingy, is my persistence correct? Write every chapter seriously every day, and seriously make up a world and a story to please you? Or do you want to earn my manuscript fee by mixing tens of thousands of words a day??? Ha ha... I hope it's the former, but the grades are too bad. Then I may choose the latter to earn my manuscript fee and inject water into the dead every day. Anyway, every word is money. Why don't I bother to write more and earn more benefits every day? To write thousands of words in vain, layout, decrypt, and design. Shape every role that you can remember???

I hope that I can write a book that people remember, and I can talk about it every day. When I mention this book, I can make you mention one of the characters. It is the most impressive, favorite, or disgusting good book for you! It's not because I'm sad that my grades are so bad that I don't have ** and become a water-filled code and hydrological...]

[Are you a prosperous woman?] 1 The forehead should be slightly high, wide and full, and the lucky husband has already achieved it. 2 The hair is young and soft. 3 The eyebrows are neat and beautiful. 4 The cheekbones are slightly high and the meat can be wrapped. The most important thing is to avoid the two cheekbones. 5 The mouth should be thin, the lip color should be red. 6 The eyes are long, the eyes are large and the god. 7 The bridge of the nose should be long, straight and slightly high, but it can't be too high. If it is too high, the husband is not good. 8 The shape of the face should be round, and the happiness of the face should be better. 9 The chin is round and thick or chin pocket. The late luck is prosperous, and the children's luck is good.