The poor rich and poor were fed by the beasts

The light rain continued for several days following the little dragon cub's mood, and the gloomy weather could not even see a ray of sunshine.

The funeral car decorated in black and white traveled a long way on the mountain road, and there were only black and white funeral processions on the empty dirt road. Everyone was silent, and even the horn was stingy.

It was not until the cemetery that there were gradually human voices.

The friend of the deceased complained about the life of the deceased at the funeral, and his fans came to see him off for the last time. In the end, one of them sprinkled a handful of soil into the hole in full view, and the partner of the deceased next to him went to the other shore first.

When a husband and wife are buried together, no matter who looks at the black and white photos of the two of them, they must say that they are a good match.

Coming here on the grounds of a friend of the deceased, Dong Yan was wearing a black suit with white flowers on his chest, and his blond hair was neatly coiled behind his head, revealing his snow-white neck.

The black umbrella above his head shifted slightly to cover the rain, as well as his clear and indifferent eyebrows.

But no one was in the mood to appreciate his beauty, and secretly whispered to his companions.

"When the second boss died before, I could feel that something was wrong with him..."

"Seeing that he is still updating in the past six months, I thought..."

"Hey, it can be regarded as a life and death contract, sharing the same acupuncture point with Zi."

……

flutter.

A handful of soil was thrown into the hole by Dongyan.

But after everyone had been buried, professional mourners filled the pits.

A tombstone was erected, the pit was filled in, and the grave was built and covered with headstones.

One's whole life is buried in it.

Some people wept uncontrollably, while others clenched their fists tightly and filled their eyes with regret.

A meow pierced through the rain.

A cat with raccoon flowers and white tails shuttled through the forest of human legs, lowered its head and placed a flower in front of the tombstone, and bent its body nostalgicly at the place where the tribute was placed in front of the tombstone.

Someone recognized it and said in surprise, "Isn't this Feifei?"

"All the cats in the store were adopted by fans, only Feifei disappeared after the accident."

"It's also missing its master."

……

Someone wanted to take Feifei away, but Feifei would not be seduced by anyone, and persistently coiled herself in front of the tomb.

The sentimental female fans cried, unwilling to take it away by force, and finally had to leave unwillingly.

Dong Yan and Yin Xu took a step back. They came by the car of the funeral procession. They refused the inquiries of others, and they walked on the path holding an umbrella.

Halfway up the mountain, I met Feifei, a raccoon with white tail.

"Thank you." Feifei turned into a human form, and changed the cute little girl she dressed up into a simple plain dress. Her eyes were red and her voice was weak.

She took out a bag of beautifully packaged candies from her pocket, which were full of colorful glazed candies, wrapped in paper one by one.

"This is the candy I made. Eating it will bring sweet dreams, and I will give it to you."

"Thank you, after you..." Dong Yan took it silently, if Feifei didn't have a plan, he wanted to help others.

But Feifei is already [-] years old. She wiped away her tears and determinedly made a way for herself to get rich: "I've already made up my mind. Don't look at me like this. In fact, the candy I make is very popular in the demon market." , I went to the Monster Management Bureau to report to the Monster Management Bureau in the past few days, and registered an online store in the Monster Market online to sell handmade candies, so I don’t have to worry about eating and drinking.

I just make candy, and prepare to provide for cats that can’t be adopted. Now that I’m not working in a cat cafe, I don’t have to pick up customers and sell my body. They say how long will it be for Israel’s servants? "

"Oh, oh..." Dong Yan nodded in a daze, always feeling that this was a bit wrong, but after thinking about it carefully, she felt that it was okay.

"Then come on!"

Feifei nodded, smiled and waved to the two: "Come on, come on, let's work hard together."

Seeing the backs of the two leaving, Feifei suddenly called out: "Hey, Xiaolong, do you think people will have an afterlife?"

Dong Yan turned his head, and the gloomy sky finally began to clear up, and the bright sunlight peeked out a golden streak.

Feifei waved at him, not only to Dongyan, but also to herself: "Thousands of years, I believe that one day, I will meet them again!"

Dong Yan was stunned, his blue eyes trembled in surprise, and then he, who had been suppressing his mood, nodded very seriously, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "En!"

"There will always be a day..."

Thousands of years later, he and his departed relatives will finally meet again.

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Little dark clouds floated on the window sill, and the raindrops dripped into the water tank one by one. In the clear water, seven small balls of different colors absorbed the water one by one, and swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye. .

It wasn't until the drum grew bigger that he stopped drinking water and lay quietly in the water tank, pretending to be dead.

Bai Nen poked with her finger, only to hear a "puchi", Xiaotuanzi moved briefly and then stopped moving again.

Rainbow Slime has been raised for a while, from a little bigger than a glass bead to half a bowl now, Dongyan summoned dark clouds and rain for them every day, but now looking at the size, she is still reluctant to eat it.

It felt like Xiaotuanzi would die if he took one bite.

He was lying on the window sill, and the sunlight refracted colorful light and shadows, mottled on his face.

A bowl of cut watermelon touched his skin and froze him for a while, and he couldn't help shrinking his head.

There are still drops of water hanging on the transparent glass bowl, and the bright red watermelon is placed in front of it, and the fresh smell rushes into the tip of the nose.

The weather has been getting hotter recently, and the price of watermelon has also dropped all the way. My family has been eating watermelon for several days.

Dong Yan pulled the watermelon ball inside, and raised his head following the sound of gnawing watermelon. What he saw was a man with half-length hair and lowered eyebrows gnawing on the watermelon. The reddish juice flowed down his fingertips and onto his wrist.

Yin Xu was gnawing on a half-dived watermelon, and after two or three bites, he rolled his hair and told him: "I'm going to buy vegetables, remember to put the bowl in the kitchen after eating."

"What do you want to eat today?"

"Hmm..." Dong Yan thought about it seriously, and then her eyes lit up, and she clicked on a video on her mobile phone. The blogger in it was selling ice bowls, which were colorful and very beautiful.

"I want to eat this!" The little dragon cub looked at him expectantly with bright eyes and fluttering curled eyelashes.

Yin Xu looked down and swiped at the address. It was a little far away from the vegetable market, and he had to transfer to the subway station. There was still time to come back to cook.

He said yes in a low voice, and then said, "This is a snack. I'll eat it after dinner. What do you want for dinner?"

"Whatever, whatever—" Dong Yan said that he was not picky at all.

But not picking is the biggest challenge. Yin Xu said that he is ready to fight, and he must not ruin his status as a chef by negligence.

So he took the key and folded the cloth bag, and finally told Dong Yan not to eat too much watermelon, and went out.

But after Xiaolong Cub ate the watermelon, he hiccupped and felt that he was addicted to eating it, so he opened the refrigerator and looked inside, and sure enough, he found a bowl of watermelon balls, the color and texture were very beautiful, and he was still breathing coldly.

goo-dong-

Dong Yan swallowed, and stretched out his sinful hand towards the watermelon.

Just then, the door rang suddenly.

dong dong -- dong dong --

He rang three times very politely, two short and one long.

Dong Yan quickly withdrew his hand that was about to commit a crime, and stepped on his slippers to open the door.

The eye is a beautiful woman.

The woman looks very, very beautiful, with a demonic androgynous look, her eyeliner is thickly raised, her eyes are slightly raised, and her scarlet lips are curved enough to confuse people.

But as soon as she opened her mouth, she couldn't tell whether the person was a man or a woman.

He was wearing a strange dark Tang suit, a bit like a Tang suit and a bit like a cheongsam. He wore a robe that was as wide as the instep, and his long black hair was scattered and covered half of his face. His voice was hoarse and difficult to distinguish.

He asked politely, "Excuse me, is this Mr. Geng Chen's house?"

Looking for uncle?Dong Yan opened her eyes wide in shock, glanced at the woman (?), and scratched her head in doubt: "Yes... I am his nephew, and my uncle has been dead for a while."

"Unexpectedly?" The woman was very surprised.

He was silent for a while, and nodded politely: "Sorry, can I go in and sit down first? I really need to ask for help."

Dong Yan agreed, and quickly let him in, and went to the kitchen to pour water.

To entertain the guests, he took out the watermelon, removed the plastic wrap, put in a toothpick and put it on, and brought her a glass of boiled water.

"I haven't asked Mr. Xiao's name yet." The woman is really very polite. If it weren't for his strange appearance, indistinguishable voice, and strange fishy smell, Dong Yan would definitely welcome him very much.

Even so, Dongyan obediently said her name, and stared at the woman with her beautiful blue eyes: "My name is Dongyan, who are you?"

The woman smiled slightly, this smile felt very strange, not like the smile just now, there was an indescribable feeling.

It feels like the person laughing is not the same person as before.

This feeling made Dongyan a little nervous, he touched the phone silently, hesitating whether to call Dayang.

This man looked really weird.

The woman finished laughing before she spoke: "Hello, Mr. Xiao, I am Manman. Or, you prefer to call me Lovebird."

"I wish to be a lovebird in the sky, and Lian Lizhi in the earth." He pulled out a line of poetry elegantly, and smiled at Dongyan.

"Hello, Mr. Xiao. It is my wife who was talking to you just now, and I am the husband of Manmanzhong."

Manman, the lovebirds in myths and legends, they have only one eye and one wing from birth, and only when the male and female are combined can they fly.Their parents will lay two eggs, one male and one female, that is siblings and husband and wife.

It has been so in ancient times, and it has been so in thousands of years.

"Hello, Mr. Xiao, I am Manmanzhong's wife." Manman suddenly greeted Dongyan in a different tone.

Carefully distinguish, the husband in Manman is more gentle and refined, while the wife is more gorgeous and seductive.

The tone of speech varies.

The two demons came this time because they had a troublesome matter and needed Mr. Geng Chen's help.

Speaking of this, Manman was a little embarrassed, and said distressedly: "Our husband and wife seem to be entangled by foreign gods."

Dongyu: Huh?What did you say? ?

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The author says:

Regarding the matter of birds laying two eggs, refer to the laying of pigeons. For birds, inbreeding marriages are conducive to their genetic stability. Generally, there are two eggs in a nest, and one male and one female are married;

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