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20 years later, Anyang looked ashen and lifeless, and Beiming Shishi 20 years later seemed to be going crazy, and rushed into the medical room with him in his arms.

Twenty years later, Anyang's spiritual consciousness was taken away. In addition to his weak body, the current situation is very critical and he is almost unbearable.

An Yang said anxiously: "What should I do? He's about to die!"

Coincidentally, there was no one in the medical room. Twenty years later, Beiming Shishi rushed into the medical room with the comatose Anyang in his arms, and put him on the hospital bed, but there was no one around him, so there was no way to give Anyang emergency treatment.

Death said anxiously: "I'll find someone!"

Anyang grabbed him and said, "It's too late, we can only deal with emergency now."

The god of death said strangely: "Emergency treatment? How to do it?"

An Yang said: "He and I are one body, his spiritual power is exhausted, I can transfer spiritual power to him to maintain his body function."

When Death heard this, he hurriedly said, "Then what are you waiting for, come on!"

Anyang was about to pass his spiritual power to himself 20 years later, but was stopped by Beiming Shishi.

It's not that Beiming Fourteen doesn't want to save Anyang 20 years later, it's just...

Isn't it necessary to cross the spiritual power mouth to mouth?

Isn't that asking Anyang to kiss others?

Although this other person is actually Anyang himself, it is just Anyang 20 years later.

But Beiming Shishi was still very strange and jealous.

Although the sudden appearance of possessiveness at this time is a bit inappropriate, but the ups and downs in Beiming Shishi's heart are very strange.

Anyang said, "What's wrong?"

Beiming Fourteen said: "That..."

The god of death knew it when he saw it, and said, "Senior, you won't be jealous at this time, will you?"

Beiming Fourteen: "..."

Anyang said helplessly: "The situation is urgent, otherwise...you can use your spiritual power, you can do it! You have a three-life ring on your hand, and our spiritual power is interlinked, you can help him pass through."

Anyang put on a rather generous appearance. When Beiming Shishi saw it, his eyelids twitched wildly. He always felt that this was even more weird, especially when Beiming Shishi was still next to him 20 years later, although he couldn't see himself.

Beiming Fourteen said: "You should come."

Anyang rolled his eyes at him and said, "I'll just say I'll come."

As he spoke, he hurried over, then held up his "own" face, and slowly lowered it down. Soon, the two Anyangs touched each other. Anyang opened his mouth and blew lightly.

The comatose Anyang immediately coughed "cough!"

Twenty years later, Beiming Shishi saw that he had some reactions, and immediately said nervously: "Yangyang! Yangyang! Are you awake? Look at me!"

Twenty years later, Anyang coughed. Although he had the breath of Anyang, but because his consciousness was taken away, after opening his eyes, he didn't know Beiming Shishi. He just glanced dully, and then Drowsy and fell into a coma.

Anyang took a mouthful of spiritual energy and temporarily suspended "his own" life, but this is not a long-term solution.

At this time, the people in the medical room came back and hurriedly checked Anyang 20 years later.

Anyang Beiming Fourteen and Reaper withdrew.

Anyang said: "The current situation is not a solution. We need to find the murderer immediately. It is best... to find the hourglass, and ask him to take us back to Anyang before our consciousness is taken away."

The god of death said worriedly: "But Chang Geng has been destroyed in the soul refining cauldron, can he still bring us back to that space?"

An Yang said: "Chang Geng is a sacred weapon, and the short space is definitely fine, but if it drags on for a long time, it may not be guaranteed."

Beiming Shishi frowned and said: "It's not too late, now we must find Chang Geng quickly."

The god of death said with some distress: "How can we find him? He is always elusive, and every time he disappears, it is like a gust of wind, and he cannot be caught."

An Yang rubbed his chin and said: "Although Chang Geng has been refined by the soul-refining cauldron, his spiritual power is very high. If we want to keep him, we may need to use tools."

If you want to save Anyang 20 years later, you must find Chang Geng and bring them back to the previous space. In addition, Chang Geng said that he is not the murderer, but several incidents are related to him, so even if he is not the murderer, maybe Chang Geng can help them discover the clues of the murderer.

Therefore, for these two points, they need to find Chang Geng immediately.

An Yang said: "Let's find a way to lure him out, then trap him, and then talk to him slowly."

The god of death said: "But how to trap him? He said before that he will not come to the headquarters with us, because the people in the headquarters are arresting him, and Chang Geng will never return to the Soul Refining Cauldron."

Beiming Shishi squinted his eyes and said: "The essence of the hourglass is the five-color soil. The reason why he can cultivate into shape is because the five-color soil condenses the spiritual power of heaven and earth. But no matter what kind of soil it is, it is soil after all, and there are things to fear."

Anyang suddenly realized: "Woo!"

Beiming Shishi nodded, and said: "We only need to find the wooden charm to restrain the earth, and then we can trap the five-color earth. Soldiers first and then salutes. When the time comes, we can catch Chang Geng and explain to him."

Although Reaper is a "mixed blood", he has been growing up in China, speaks without an accent, and understands these classical Chinese cultures very well, so he is no stranger to hearing what they say about Muketu.

But the god of death said again: "The five-color soil is not ordinary soil. What kind of wooden charm should we find to trap the five-color soil?"

An Yang clapped his hands and said with a smile: "The five-color soil is not ordinary soil. I thought of an unusual tree."

When Beiming Shishi heard it, his expression was not very good-looking, and he said, "I object."

An Yang waved his hand and said, "The objection is invalid, it is dismissed, it is such an urgent time, we cannot object."

Death did not understand what they said.

Anyang hooked his fingers at him and said, "Can you use the system to check the residential addresses of the residents in your underworld?"

The god of death scratched his hair and said, "It's possible...but..."

It's against the rules...

Anyang didn't wait for him to do this, and quickly dragged the god of death away, saying: "Quickly, go and check, help me check a man named Qiao Ye, where he lives now, we are going to find him."

"Joe?"

It's Qiao Ye.

Chang Geng is not an ordinary hourglass, because his body is made of five-color soil, and Qiao Ye is not an ordinary wood, because he is a green grass that has grown between the sky and the earth since the beginning of the world, connecting the sky and the earth.

If they ask Qiao Ye for help, they will definitely be able to change the wooden charm and subdue Chang Geng.

The reason why Bei Ming Shishi disagreed was naturally because of jealousy. Qiao Ye is the male god of Anyang. Even though they had passed 20 years, Anyang still went to find Qiao Ye.

Death led them to the reference room, turned on the reference computer, and entered Qiao Ye's name, and soon there were many messages named Qiao Ye.

An Yang looked for it all over the place, and immediately said, "Ah! That's him!"

It has been 20 years, Qiao Ye's appearance has not changed much, she is still so gentle, she looks a little slender, full of intellectual breath, she is Anyang's great love!

Anyang clicked on Qiao Ye's message and said, "It turned out that I moved and changed my phone number. No wonder I couldn't find anyone."

They received Qiao Ye's message and were about to set off soon. Death opened the company's distribution car, took them out from the headquarters, and rushed to Qiao Ye's address quickly.

The three of them came out of the headquarters, and they caught up with the traffic jam unexpectedly.

Reaper was driving the car, with a troubled expression on his face, and said, "It's time to get off work at this hour, and there is too much traffic jam."

Anyang is very helpless. It has been 20 years, and the road conditions are still so problematic.

The three had no choice but to park the car on the side of the road, and then prepared to walk over.

The god of death said: "It's not far ahead, we'll be there in three streets, let's go quickly."

Because they are on foot, it is more convenient to walk through the small alleys, and there are no motor vehicles.

The three of them walked into the small alley, which was very quiet. If it wasn't because they wanted to take a shortcut, they probably wouldn't have walked this small alley.

There was no one in the alley, it was quiet, but after walking a few steps, I heard someone talking, and there were two figures in front of me.

It looked like two men, one of them was very tall and the other was a little slender and weak.

The tall man was wearing a motorcycle suit with rivets all over his body and a helmet on his head. He straddled a motorcycle that looked very expensive. He turned his head to the side with a smile and talked to the thin man next to him.

Anyang took a closer look, and they knew this tall young man. Although they had never met, they had seen it on TV.

When he just traveled to this space, Anyang watched TV in the hotel. The young man is a popular movie star, and it is said that he is the traffic king. All advertisements want him to be the endorsement, and his ability to bring goods is first-class!

The point is, this young man is Anyang's...grandson!

It is said that he is the son of Nuan Baobao and Cabbage...

Anyang did not expect to meet his grandson on a narrow road, and the grandson looked too young, no...it was him who looked too young as a grandfather.

Anyang was in a mess for a moment, 20 years, just 20 years, he turned into a grandfather, and his grandson grew up so big, it is unimaginable.

Why spoil so much to yourself...

The god of death seemed to know the grandson of Anyang and Beiming Shishi, and said in surprise, "Oh! It's An Jingmo!"

An Yang said in surprise, "You know him?"

The god of death said: "Who doesn't know An Jingmo? He is a popular star now. I have seen several films in which he acted. He is very famous. I didn't expect to see a real person here...Speaking of which, your surname is An!"

Anyang: "..." Hehe, yes, he is my grandson.

No, this is not a curse, it is a fact, this traffic king is my grandson...

An Jingmo straddled the scooter, not in a hurry, and walked slowly forward with the thin young man next to him.

The thin young man looked like he was underage, at most seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing glasses, holding a stack of books in his hands, and walking forward with his head slightly lowered.

An Jingmo smiled and said, "Screenwriter, I have a few questions about my script. I want to ask you for advice. Is it convenient for you?"

The thin young man next to him said: "Ming... let's talk about it at the production crew tomorrow... I... I'm a little busy right now."

The young man's speech was a bit soft, even giving the impression of being submissive, as if he didn't dare to speak loudly to An Jingmo.

An Jingmo smiled and said, "No, I want to go home tonight to figure out the protagonist's state of mind. How about this? I'll just ask two questions, and it won't delay you for a long time."

The young man seemed a little helpless, and said, "Then...then you can ask."

An Jingmo parked his motorcycle aside, then collapsed from the motorcycle. He was wearing a short motorcycle suit with black slim-fit leather pants underneath, which set off his sky-defying long legs.

Anyang just wanted to sigh, it really is his grandson, with such a figure!

An Jingmo smiled and said to the screenwriter: "Master screenwriter, I don't quite understand today's scene, can you explain it to me?"

The young man said, "Where...why don't you understand?"

An Jingmo leaned over, opened the book in the young man's arms, and turned a page. It seemed that he flipped a page quite casually, and said, "That's the only thing I don't understand."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pinned the young man in the narrow alley.

Anyang: "..."

Is my grandson going to play hooligans on the street?

Although it is in a small alley.

The young man glanced at the script, raised his glasses slightly, and said, "An...Mr. An..."

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

An Jingmo patted the screenwriter with one hand, shook the other hand, and said, "How many times have I told you, don't call me Mr. An, you have to be like the crew, call me Brother An."

"An... Brother An."

The other party seemed a little embarrassed, his voice was extremely weak, An Jingmo smiled more happily, and said, "Yes, that's it."

The editor hesitated for a moment, and said, "An... Brother An, there is no role for you on this page."

An Jingmo: "..."

Anyang: "..." I'm really ashamed of my grandson!

An Jingmo obviously just wanted to tease the editor, but he didn't expect such a mistake. He coughed and said confidently: "As the number one male, the role of the supporting role is naturally to be figured out, otherwise how can we be more serious?" Good to understand the whole plot? Right?"

The editor nodded, and seemed to think that what An Jingmo said made sense.

Anyang rolled his eyes at Tian, ​​they were behind, and if they wanted to pass through the small alley, they would definitely have to meet the people in front, but now it’s all right, the front is flirting, if they walk over, it will definitely be embarrassing, and it’s still him Grandson, what should we do?

During this gap, An Jingmo said again: "Screenwriter, there is still one thing I don't understand, you must explain it to me."

The little screenwriter raised his head and said, "Where?"

An Jingmo smiled and said, "It's just...the kiss scene you wrote, I don't quite understand it."

"Kiss kiss..."

The little screenwriter instantly stuttered, stuttering.

An Jingmo rubbed his chin and said with a smile: "I heard that you wrote the original work, and this time the crew also invited you to be the screenwriter. What many book fans said, when the author of this book wrote it, he took my It was written as a prototype of the male lead, so... when you wrote the kiss scene, didn't you also imagine... kissing me?"

The little screenwriter's face turned red with a "boom!", and he quickly said, "No, no, no, I... I, I, I... I don't, I don't! Don't get me wrong!"

An Jingmo said with a smile: "So, is there a misunderstanding? Then let's get back to business, screenwriter, please help me see how to perform this kiss scene so that I can be more involved? You also know that the girls nowadays, I just like watching kissing scenes."

"I...I...you..."

The little scriptwriter was already stuttering and unable to utter a complete sentence, An Jingmo took advantage of the fire and immediately leaned over, holding the little scriptwriter with his hands on the wall, and said with a smile: "Do you think so?"

As he spoke, he tilted his head slightly, then slowly pressed down, and kissed the corner of the editor's mouth.

Anyang: "..." Why does my grandson seem to have inherited the rogue of Beiming Fourteen?

Anyang was helpless for a while, An Jingmo molested the little screenwriter, seeing the other party "destroyed", felt that he couldn't rush for quick success, so he smiled and said, "Then let's see the crew tomorrow?"

He said, stepped on the locomotive, and quickly walked away.

The editor leaned against the wall of the small alley, and almost slipped straight out. After taking a few breaths, he finally regained his composure, and hurried forward with his head buried.

After the previous emergency was resolved, the three of Anyang and the others walked forward.

The god of death also said: "My God, I never thought that An Jingmo actually likes men, and he likes this type."

The three of them walked through the small alley, and the front suddenly opened up, and finally arrived at the community where Qiao Ye lived. It seemed that the community was quite good, but it was quite secluded and remote.

The three went upstairs, found Qiao Ye's house according to the house number, and then rang the doorbell.

"Crack!" Someone opened the door and asked, "Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

Anyang said "ah?" and said, "You are the one..."

When he said this, he didn't say anything more, after all, he just saw it secretly.

And the god of death said carelessly: "Are you the screenwriter who kissed An Jingmo?"

Anyang: "..."

Beiming Fourteen: "..."

They found Qiao Ye's house, but they didn't expect that the person who opened the door was someone they had just met, the little screenwriter molested by his grandson?

The editor looked at them in surprise, his round eyes widened, like a cute little rabbit, his cheeks were flushed, and he said, "You... how do you know?!"

As he spoke, he seemed to feel a slip of the tongue again, and quickly covered his mouth.

An Yang took such a careful look, and suddenly felt that if this cute little rabbit took off his glasses, it would seem...

He looks exactly like the male god in Anyang.

It's just a copy of Qiao Ye!

At this moment, a voice came from the room, saying, "Xiao Xian? Who's here?"

The man said, walking to the door.

Anyang's eyes widened, he was indeed a male god, really a male god!

Qiao Ye opened his eyes wide when he saw Anyang, but soon noticed Anyang's legs, and said in surprise, "Anyang?"

Anyang smiled and said, "Male god, it's me!"

Qiao Ye hurriedly opened the door, stretched out her hand to hold Anyang, looked him up and down, and said, "You...is your leg okay?"

Just when Qiao Ye and Anyang recognized each other, Beiming Shishi had already walked over, stepped between the two of them, separated them, and said, "Keep your distance, thank you."

Anyang: "..."

Qiao Ye smiled, and hurriedly said, "Come in and sit down."

Qiao Ye let them in, and Qin Minglei was also at home, bringing them refreshments.

Qiao Ye introduced, "This is my son."

Anyang: "..."

Anyang looked at the little screenwriter next to him in shock, although he had already prepared, after all, the small screenwriter and Qiao Ye looked exactly the same, they were carved out of the same mold.

However, the little screenwriter is more cute and timid, while Qiao Ye is gentle and decent.

What surprised Anyang the most was that the male god's son had just been molested by his grandson.

And this grandson is also the grandson of Nuan Baobao and Cabbage.

If there is anyone in the world who "hates" Qiao Ye the most besides Beiming Shishi, then it must be Nuan Baobao, because his cabbage is Qiao Ye's little loyal dog, and because Qiao Ye and Rong Si have life, Rong Si has a life. Si can do anything for Qiao Ye.

Then Nuan Baobao definitely doesn't like a child who looks like Qiao Ye, so in this way...

An Yangguang feels a headache just thinking about it. If An Jingmo and Qiao Ye's son want to date in the future, it seems that there is a long way to go.

But to get down to business, they're not here to be guests.

Beiming Shishi already said: "We are here to ask you for help, and we came here 20 years ago."

"20 years ago?"

Qiao Ye seemed a little confused and couldn't understand what they were saying.

Beiming explained it concisely in fourteen words, and Qiao Ye understood it all at once, and said, "So that's the case, no wonder Anyang's legs..."

As soon as he mentioned this, Anyang immediately said: "Why is my leg suddenly bad? There are eyes, and spiritual power. It seems that everything is not good. Do you know what?"

Qiao Ye shook his head, sighed and said, "Because of the parasitic green grass in my body, I fell into a deep sleep for a while, and when I woke up, it was already like this."

Qiao Ye and Qin Minglei didn't know what happened.

Qiao Ye said: "But the hourglass problem you mentioned, I can help you solve it."

As he spoke, he stood up and walked to the corner of the living room, where there was a bonsai plant. Qiao Ye stood in front of the bonsai and gently broke off the branches above.

"Card!" There was a soft sound.

Qiao Ye came back with the branch again, handed it to Anyang, put it in his palm, and said, "This is for you."

As he said, he tapped lightly on the branch, and everyone saw a burst of green light from the branch. With a click of "Shua!", it seemed to form a spell.

Qiao Ye said with a smile: "If you see the hourglass again, no matter whether it is five-color soil or not, as long as this branch touches him, it will definitely not let him escape."

When Anyang saw it, he quickly put away the twigs, and said with a smile: "God, you are really amazing, thanks to you!"

Qiao Ye smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's a matter of little effort."

Anyang leaned closer and said in a low voice, "Male god, you will be very handsome in 20 years!"

"cough!"

Beiming Shishi coughed, and Anyang sat back quickly, as if he wasn't the one who praised Qiao Ye just now.

Beiming Fourteen said: "Since this is the case, it's not too late, we won't stay any longer."

Anyang is a little bit reluctant to part with her. After 20 years, Qiao Ye seems to be more gentle, and has a mature and stable atmosphere, which contains a strong taste of books, and she is an indescribable idol!

When the three came out of Qiao Ye's house, Anyang said, "That's it, we can finally catch the hourglass."

Beiming Shishi raised his eyebrows and said: "Don't be too happy, we don't know how to draw the hourglass out yet."

Anyang: "..." To pour cold water on it.

The three of them came out of Qiao Ye's house and sat in a nearby coffee shop downstairs to discuss.

Anyang handed the branch to the god of death, asked him to put it in his pocket, and said, "We use the god of death as bait. You see, the relationship between the god of death and the hourglass seems to be unusual. They have both slept through it."

The god of death immediately said: "Don't, don't talk nonsense!"

Anyang corrected and said: "Okay, the god of death has been slept by the hourglass."

Reaper: "..." I don't want to speak anymore.

Beiming Fourteen said: "The key is how to draw out the hourglass. Do you want to put Death in danger?"

Reaper's back was numb, and he said, "Will this be too dangerous? Otherwise, let's think of other ways?"

Anyang said "Ah!", snapped his fingers, and said, "I see, let the hourglass be jealous, let's send Death to have a room with the handsome guy!"

The god of death quickly waved his hand and said, "Wait, are you reliable!? And why are you handsome guys? I... I usually prefer beautiful women."

Anyang said in surprise: "You like women? Then why do you still have sex with Shalou?"

The god of death coughed and said, "Who made him look...so gentle and beautiful, and also made people feel particularly protective..."

Anyang rolled his eyes at the sky. It turned out that the god of death was deceived by the appearance of the hourglass, but it was also his own fault.

The three of them got together to think of a solution, and Anyang felt a headache from thinking about it, and there was no feasible solution at all.

At this moment, someone suddenly said, "It's you?"

Someone walked into the coffee shop. A man and a woman looked like middle-aged people, both with gray hair.

When Death saw them coming in, his expression turned pale, and he turned his head away, pretending not to see them.

The man and the woman walked over, but they didn't want to see the god of death, and said, "It's really you, I'm uncle! You don't remember me? This is your aunt!"

Death's uncle and aunt.

If it wasn't for the fact that the god of death went back to 20 years ago, he would never know that he was not lost when he was in elementary school, but because his uncle and aunt wanted a child, so he planned to throw himself away for a long time.

Later, the uncle and aunt did have a child, a boy, whom they loved in every possible way.

Reaper actually found them and wanted to recognize them at the time, but Reaper was already the team leader of the headquarters at that time, and his mother had the blood of Reaper, so she was not an ordinary person. Later, she studied with a Taoist master, which also inspired Reaper lineage.

The God of Death is no longer an ordinary person, and he has to catch those ghosts every day on the edge of life and death, so he didn't recognize his uncle and aunt. He was afraid that if he did, he would cause trouble to his uncle and aunt in the end.

but now……

When the god of death saw them again, he no longer had any gratitude.

The uncle and aunt didn't know that their affairs had been exposed, so they came over to make friends and said, "Son, don't you know uncle? And aunt, we haven't seen you for a long time, come, come to uncle's house, Uncle will cook for you tonight!"

As the uncle said, he was about to reach out and grab him.

Anyang slapped his uncle's hand away with a "snap!"

The uncle was very surprised, and said very violently: "Who are you?!"

Anyang actually didn't know the relationship between Reaper and his uncle and aunt, but Anyang was very strange. Uncle hadn't seen Reaper for so many years, and Reaper was still very young when he got lost. can recognize.

An Yang said: "I am his senior."

"senior?"

The uncle sneered and said, "Aren't you just a colleague? I'm his relative. I want him to go home for dinner. Can you control me?"

Uncle is relatively fat, but Anyang is tall and thin, so he doesn't care much.

But Beiming Shishi was next to him. Beiming Shishi was tall and cold-faced. He didn't look like a good stubble, so my uncle didn't dare to be tough.

The uncle turned to the god of death and said, "Son, where have you been all these years? We miss you very much, let's go, we will take you home, your brother..."

When he said this, the god of death had already interrupted his uncle, and said indifferently: "I'm sorry, you have already thrown me away 20 years ago, why are you still looking for me, this oil bottle?"

"you……"

Uncle and aunt were surprised and said, "You know everything?"

Hearing what they said, the God of Death sneered and said, "Yes, I already knew it. I knew it a long time ago. I didn't get lost by myself. You threw me away!"

The uncle and aunt were just surprised, without any remorse or shame at all, and said, "Since you know everything, let's just say it, and we know it too."

Anyang frowned and said, "Know what?"

The uncle laughed "hehe" and said, "We also know that he is a monster! His mother is a monster, no wonder my brother died so early, he must have been crushed to death by that bitch and you little monster!"

Reaper's mother is also Reaper, and his father is just an ordinary person.

When Death heard these words, he was about to explode in anger. He patted the table and stood up, saying, "Who are you scolding?!"

The uncle was taken aback, and the aunt poked her neck and said: "We don't want to have anything to do with you monster, don't worry, but now our son is sick and the doctor can't cure it, aren't you a monster, come with us to cure it Your cousin! Don't worry, as long as you cure your cousin, we won't just spread the word that you are a monster... But! If you don't care, or if you can't cure your cousin, then we will shout and say You are a monster! Broom star! Evil ghost!"

Anyang is really mad, which family doesn't have one or two strange relatives?

But these two weird relatives of the god of death are really fighters among the weird!And the firepower is not small.

They were in the coffee shop, there were already many people, and there was a quarrel here, and everyone looked over.

Uncle and aunt didn't seem to be afraid, and said: "Look, so many people are watching, do you want everyone to know that you are a monster?"

When the God of Death heard this, he was not angry anymore. He sat down and crossed his legs, and said, "It turns out that your son is sick? That's good, do you need my help? Yes! Of course I will help. You may not know that I am the God of Death. It's not Bian Que, nor Da Luo Immortal, I don't know how to save people, but I specialize in seducing souls, if you need me to seduce your son's soul, just ask the branch, and I will give you a [-]% discount."

The God of Death's mouth is really powerful. As soon as he said it, Uncle and Auntie immediately became angry, and smoke rose from the top of their heads.

Uncle patted the table and said, "What did you say!?"

My aunt screamed, picked up the coffee on the table, and poured it at the god of death.

The coffee was boiling hot, the moment it was poured over, Beiming Shishi immediately reacted and was about to stand up.

But at this moment, there was a "swish--", a gust of wind blew over, accompanied by the sound of "rustling", it was the sound of sand flowing...

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding space froze suddenly. The coffee drinkers, passers-by watching, and the coffee flowing from the coffee machine all froze.

"Tick-tick-tick..."

The clock also stood still at this moment.

With the soft sound of "rustling", a beautiful man suddenly appeared in front of the god of death. He waved his hand, and the coffee spilled by his aunt was immediately put back into the cup.

The handsome man took the coffee cup down and put it back on the table.

The god of death said in surprise: "Chang Geng!"

They were discussing how to lure the hourglass out. Unexpectedly, because the uncle and aunt of the god of death came out to be disgusting, the hourglass ran out by itself. It was effortless.

The space is frozen, but because Anyang and the others are people with spiritual power, and Chang Geng himself has been damaged due to the soul refining cauldron, Anyang and the others will not be frozen.

Seeing the hourglass appearing, Anyang quickly winked at the god of death, and the god of death also thought of the wooden charm in his pocket, which can trap the hourglass.

Chang Geng put the coffee cup back on the table, walked up to the God of Death, raised his hand to touch his face, and said, "It's all right..."

Before his words fell, the God of Death immediately took a step back, his eyes narrowed, and said, "Don't touch me!"

The god of death suddenly yelled, and Chang Geng's hand stopped in mid-air, and then a wry smile appeared on his pretty face, and he said, "Really... I understand."

He said, turning to leave.

Death quickly said, "Wait!"

Death hesitated for a moment, as if making a decision, reached into his pocket, then took out something, and spread it flat in his palm.

Anyang: "..."

Reaper, the idiot, took out the wooden talisman and put it in front of the hourglass. The hourglass is not a fool, so how could he be tricked?

Anyang had a splitting headache, but Beiming Shishi comforted him and said, "It's okay, my junior is very smart and knows how to advance by retreating."

Anyang: "...?" Confused.

The god of death held the wooden talisman in his palm, showed it to Chang Geng, and said, "Because I have this on me, so you can't touch me."

The moment Chang Geng saw the wooden talisman, he was a little surprised, but soon he laughed and said, "Are you caring about me? I'm very happy."

Anyang was even more confused, is this all right?

If I knew this earlier, what kind of wooden charm should I look for?Wouldn't it be enough to let the god of death say a few words of concern for Chang Geng?It also saves money.

So... Reaper and Chang Geng are in love, right?

Death said, "Let's sit down and have a good talk, shall we?"

He said, and immediately patted his chest, and his boyfriend said with all his might, "Don't worry, if you are really not the murderer, I won't let anyone touch you, and I won't let anyone take you away. I swear, I will never let you go back to the soul refining cauldron to suffer, I will protect you! Shall we talk?"

Chang Geng seemed to be immersed in joy. Hearing the God of Death's vowed words, his smile was extremely gentle and beautiful, and he said, "Yes."

Anyang really didn't expect it to go so smoothly, because the coffee shop was already rioting, so everyone was going to talk elsewhere.

We changed places and sat down to talk.

Chang Geng said that he was not the murderer, but just happened to pass by every time, but it was indeed too coincidental.

An Yang said: "The top priority now is that you send us back to before the accident, can you?"

Chang Geng looked very calm, and said: "My spiritual power has been damaged in the Soul Refining Cauldron, and it will be very unstable. I can send you back, but it's not certain whether I can return to the space you want."

An Yang immediately said: "This is enough, thank you!"

According to Beiming Shishi 20 years later, he finished the discharge procedures from the hospital. After he came out, he saw commotion in the street park opposite. He walked over and saw that 20 years later, Anyang passed out and passed out. .

So everyone came to Jiexin Park, ready to let Chang Geng activate the hourglass, distort the space, and go back to before the accident in Anyang 20 years later.

"rustle……"

Everyone only heard rustling sounds in their ears, as if fine sand was flowing, and soon the scene in front of them suddenly changed...

"Big brother, do you want to buy a wishing bottle?"

Anyang heard someone talking to him, looked down, it was a little girl, he was carrying a basket with many wishing bottle ornaments in it.

The little girl looked up at him and said, "Brother, you look just like the big brother over there!"

Anyang said in surprise: "What big brother? He looks like me?"

The little girl nodded and said, "Yes! It's exactly the same, but the big brother is sitting in a wheelchair and looks very pitiful. He is very nice. He gave me a lot of money and bought a wishing bottle."

make a wish...

Anyang immediately said, "Where is he?"

The little girl pointed to the front and said, "Over there, under the towering tree in the center of the park, a person is sitting alone!"

As soon as Anyang heard this, he ran quickly and rushed to the center of the park.

He rushed towards the center of the park, when he heard someone shouting: "Anyang!! Anyang!!"

"senior!"

"Anyang, where are you?!"

Anyang and the three of them traveled through the space this time and did not meet together, but it seems that the distance is not far away.

Anyang heard the shouts of Beiming Shishi and the god of death, and the three met soon.

Anyang said: "Under the big tree in the center of the park, hurry up! He is going to make a wish!"

The three of them hurried towards the center of the park. The three of them were already eye-catching, but running fast together made them even more eye-catching. Many people looked at them strangely.

But Anyang didn't care so much at all, and ran forward desperately.

Soon, everyone really saw Anyang 20 years later.

Under the warm sunshine, Anyang 20 years later is sitting in a wheelchair. He is pale and sickly, dragging a wishing bottle in his hand, with eyelashes drooping, staring at the wishing bottle with some relief.

Twenty years later, Anyang opened his mouth and murmured, "If..."

When he said this, he suddenly heard a shout.

"Anyang!!"

Twenty years later, Anyang raised his head, and saw an identical self running towards him quickly.

The difference is that the "self" has sound legs and no problems with vision.

Anyang rushed to "myself" quickly, ran in front of him, bent one knee directly, and knelt on the ground with long legs, level with "myself" in the wheelchair.

Anyang held his "own" face with both hands, and when he was stunned 20 years later, he narrowed his eyes and said solemnly: "Anyang, listen carefully, you are not anyone's burden, not yours, Nor is it Beiming Fourteen. Although I don't know what you have experienced in the past 20 years, I tell you, it wasn't 20 years ago, and it won't be 20 years later... believe me."