Natural black penetrates into infinite flow

Xia Mingchi shouted: "Fu Qingchou!!!"

Fu Qingchou didn't respond.

The coffin sank slowly, and the photos on the portrait had fully appeared.

The same eyebrows and eyes as Zhou Zheng.

Fake Zhou Zheng smiled and said, "This is what he owes me, and he must pay it back."

After finishing speaking, he slammed at the players.

Xia Mingchi tore off the plastic sheet that built the mourning hall to block in front of himself and his companions, and all the dusty things were blocked by the plastic sheet.

Meng Yijie covered her nose and frowned, "What is this?"

Lu Qihuai sneered: "Ashes."

"There is a kind of sorcery in which you sprinkle your own ashes on someone to control them," he explained.

Fake Zhou Zheng lay on Fu Qingchou's back and slowly clapped his hands.

"You know a lot of NANFENG..."

"I switched with Zhou Zheng. We both look the same, but our personalities... I can also learn from him."

He smiled and caressed Fu Qingchou's cheek, "It just so happens that I like this man quite a bit, you might as well treat me as him~"

Xia Mingchi said, "Go ahead and dream."

Xia Mingchi rushed up, and the fake Zhou Zheng jumped up from Fu Qingchou's back, onto the metal support of the mourning hall.

However, the target of Xia Mingchi's attack was not him, but Fu Qingchou.

Fu Qingchou was kicked into the pool by Xia Mingchi, Xia Mingchi controlled his strength very well, Fu Qingchou fell into the water, but not far from the shore.

He was choked by the water, and instinctively fluttered, his arms just grabbed the edge of the pool.

Fake Zhou Zheng covered his hands and taunted: "You actually attacked your companion? How could Zhou Zheng be friends with someone like you?"

The corners of Xia Mingchi's lips rose, "Yes, I'm very fierce."

Fu Qingchou wiped the water off her face and regained her sanity, "Where's Zhou Zheng?!"

In a rare gaffe, he panicked and repeated the words again: "Where's Zhou Zheng?!!"

Fu Qingchou raised her face, facing the moonlight, and seeing the fake sitting on the top of the mourning hall, her face was gloomy and terrifying.

Xia Mingchi said: "Zhou Zheng was sunk in the water! How is your water quality?"

When Fu Qingchou heard Zhou Zheng sinking into the water, she didn't even bother to answer Xia Mingchi's question, and plunged into the pool.

Lu Qihuai added: "The coffin has a sliding lid!!!"

Fake Zhou Zheng suddenly realized, "You deliberately kicked him into the water, washed away my ashes with water, and helped Shuchou break my spell..."

When Xia Mingchi heard the fake Zhou Zheng call Fu Qingchou like that, he felt chills, "He wouldn't call him that."

The fake Zhou Zheng was stunned, the moonlight shone on his body, his skin glowed coldly, his whole person did not look like a real existence.

Fake Zhou Zheng straightened the broken hair on his forehead casually, and sighed, "Zhou Zheng is really disappointing. After so long, he still can't find a man?"

In the water.

As the coffin sank, water seeped in through the cracks.

Gradually, the water fills the entire space.

The ashes on Zhou Zheng's body were soaked in water and floated up from his skin and face, and he regained consciousness.

When I opened my eyes, it was dark.The whole body is cold, as if suspended.

He touched his face and put something on it.This layer was like paper, but it automatically drained the water from his face, allowing him to breathe.

Zhou Zheng only remembered going to clean with Fu Qingchou, and met a boy who was burning paper money.

right!That's right!That boy looks exactly like him!

Thinking of this, his head began to ache violently, as if a saw was sawing the cap of the sky.

He put his arm over his head, rolling in pain.

He touched the wall, stretched his arms, and touched the boards.

Soon, Zhou Zheng confirmed that he was in an airtight container.

He tried to open the top cover, but the buoyancy of the water counteracted his leg strength, making his plan to kick the cover open failed.

At this moment, the cover was pulled open, and some hands pulled him out.

Those hands gripped his arms tightly, pulling him up.

Those hands lifted the yellow paper off Zhou Zheng's face, and Zhou Zheng choked on a big mouthful of water.

Zhou Zheng's consciousness began to blur.

He felt that when the yellow paper was uncovered, his dusty memory was also uncovered.

He changed back to his thirteen or fourteen-year-old appearance.

He wears his favorite uniform and wants to play basketball.

Behind him was a young man who looked the same as him. The young man was reluctant, "Brother, don't go. Parents are not at home. Why don't we read?"

"No, you don't have to go if you don't want to, anyway, I have an appointment with my friend."

As Zhou Zheng said, he patted the basketball in his hand.

He didn't control it well, and the basketball bounced onto the motorway.

"Hey, that's my new basketball!!" He hurried to follow.

The truck did not slow down in time, and it was about to collide.

Zhou Zheng fell to the ground.

But he was not hit by a car. In a moment of desperation, the boy pushed him away, but he died under the wheel.

That was his twin brother Zhou Hang.

They were born in the same year, the same month and the same day, he was born 2 minutes earlier than Zhou Hang, he is the elder brother.

But Zhou Hang's character is more stable than him, it seems that Zhou Hang is more like an older brother.

They are close, like each other's siblings.

They will wear the same clothes and have the same hairstyle.

Zhou Hang even joked, what if they have similar visions and fall in love with the same person?

Zhou Zheng said carelessly, let it go to you!How can outsiders destroy the brotherhood between the two of us?

That's the brother, dead.

The death was terrible, and there was not even a complete body.

He witnessed the scene after the car accident and fell into a long period of self-blame.

The parents had already lost one son and couldn't afford to lose another, so they called a psychiatrist for him.

Perhaps because of the body's self-protection function, coupled with psychological treatment, his memory was forgotten.

No one in the family mentioned Zhou Hang again. Every year during Qingming, he could always see his parents go out and come back with tears in his eyes.

He thought, no relatives around him died, who did the parents go to pay homage to?

he asked, and his parents always changed the subject.

It turned out that the boy was his younger brother, and they were related by blood from the mother's womb, but he had forgotten him for eight full years.

"Cough cough!!"

Zhou Zheng felt something warm move away from his mouth, and air entered from his mouth.

The throat is opened by the airflow and the chest cavity is squeezed.

He spat out the water he choked on, opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a pair of beautiful eyes.

"Achou?" Zhou Zheng was puzzled, he sat up from the ground with his whole body wet.

Fu Qingchou murmured, "That's great, you're fine, that's great..."

Xia Mingchi was surprised and said to Qingchou: "You must hold your breath too much in the water."

Fu Qingchou: "I have learned to free dive."

Zhou Zheng stood up and called out to the boy sitting on the high place, "Zhou Hang."

Zhou Hang was impatient, "You were rescued."

Black smoke was still coming out of his body, it was evil spirit, and the red mark on the center of his brow flashed.

Zhou Zheng had seen it in the previous dungeon, it was the soul-hunting technique.

Someone is manipulating Zhou Hang.

Zhou Hang jumped down from the sky, with the wind in his palm like a knife, he slashed at Zhou Zheng's Tianling Gai.

Xia Mingchi stood in front of Zhou Zheng, and the cufflinks popped out of the barrier, blocking Zhou Hang's attack.Zhou Hang was bounced back and fell heavily to the ground.

Zhou Zheng said: "He is under control!"

The person in control is naturally the old lady who was almost ignored by all the players present.

Zhou Hang's eyes glowed light green, and he spit out two words: "Hitch."

The old lady dawdled and came out from under the tree she was hiding from. Knowing that she could no longer hide in the dark, she wanted to jump into the pool to escape.

Xia Mingchi had sharp eyes and quick hands, and grabbed her, "Don't go, the funeral is not over yet."

Xia Mingchi said: "Unlock the spell for him."

The hag began to pretend to be crazy, "I'm from the neighborhood committee, so I don't know what you're going to say."

Xia Mingchi threatened, "This is not the real world, there is no respect for the old and the young. If you don't untie it, I'll give you a bowl of thick black dog blood."

"Solution, solution..." The hag snapped her fingers.

The imprint on Zhou Hang's forehead disappeared, and his figure gradually became smaller, reverting to his 13-year-old appearance.

Zhou Hang rubbed his eyes, as if he just dozed off.

He saw Zhou Zheng, carefully identified it, and couldn't believe his eyes.

"Brother...?" He called out tentatively.

Zhou Zheng couldn't control his tears, went up and hugged him, "Xiaohang, it's me!"

Zhou Hang was excited: "That's great, bro! It's been eight years, and I finally see you again!"

He pushed Zhou Zheng away, took two steps back, looked up and down, his eyes reluctant to move away from Zhou Zheng.

"You look like this now, so pretty! Seeing you, I know what I look like at 21!"

After Zhou Zheng heard this, he began to sob, "We were originally the same age, but now the age gap is getting bigger and bigger... When I grow old, you can be my grandson..."

Zhou Hang was amused by him instead, "Don't try to take advantage of me, you are eighty, and I won't call you grandpa!"

Zhou Zheng also laughed and blew out a snot bubble.

Zhou Hang took out a tissue from his pocket, wiped his brother's tears and snot, and explained while wiping.

"At first the hag said that she had a way for me to see you during the Ghost Festival, but I didn't expect that I would be controlled by her. In fact, I just miss you..."

"I envy my brother's life, but I really don't regret saving my brother at that time!"

He is very sensible, "If I was the one who went to pick up the basketball, you would have pushed me away without hesitation."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Hang sniffed, "It's a pity that there is no way to honor our parents, so I should spend more time with my parents when I have time."

"Yeah!" Zhou Zheng nodded fiercely.

For his sake, his parents endured the pain of bereavement for eight years, and he wanted to bring his younger brother's filial piety to his parents.

"And you, come here." Zhou Hang waved to Fu Qingchou.

Fu Qingchou didn't know what he wanted to do, but Fu Qingchou felt that Zhou Hang at this moment should not hurt him and Zhou Zheng.

Zhou Hang asked, "Are you my brother-in-law?"

"What?" Second Monk Zhou Zhengzhang couldn't figure it out.

Fu Qingchou nodded.

Zhou Hang put on the posture of his brother-in-law, "Although I'm dead, I still bless my brother in heaven, so you can't bully him. Do you know?"

Fu Qingchou nodded again.

"If you dare to let him down, I'll turn into a thunderbolt and strike you to death, and I'll scream at your bedside every night..."

"Hello!!" Zhou Zheng was in a hurry, he hadn't seen him for several years, how did this brat become so outrageous?

Zhou Hang looked at his brother, then at Fu Qingchou, and pulled Zhou Zheng away.

"Brother, do you still remember, I said that if we have the same vision and the same person, you can let me know."

Zhou Zheng frankly said, "Yes."

"Forget it, haha. You really let me down, with this progress, men will run away..."

Zhou Hang winked at Zhou Zheng, "Come on."

Without waiting for Zhou Zheng's reaction, he ran back to the mourning hall, took out a river lantern made of paper, and put it in the water.

"Goodbye, brother, brother-in-law, and my good friends."

He turned into a wisp of blue smoke and got into the river lantern.

The river lantern drifts farther and farther with the water waves.

Then Zhou Zheng heard his younger brother's last voice.

"Brother, did you have your first kiss—!"