I'm struck by lightning and you may die

That day, he bought four biscuits with the five copper coins he earned that day, and when he returned to the ruined temple where he lived, he found that A Jia was not there.He ate his two cakes, and then carefully wrapped the remaining two cakes in oiled paper, and gave them to Ah Jia when he came back.

As a result, the two pancakes waited until they were rotten and did not wait for the person who came to eat them.

Two days later, when he was unloading goods in the grocery store next to the teahouse, he heard a tea customer drinking tea and gossiping.Recently, it has been rumored that some people were caught in the trap of patting Hanako, and many individuals, both men and women, were abducted.

He suddenly understood something.

Hmm... A voice in my heart said to him viciously: You really have nothing this time!You disaster!

The days dragged him down like a fetid swamp.

It's not that he hasn't struggled before, and it's not that he hasn't called for help, but the harder he struggles, the louder he calls for help, and the faster he sinks.

Many people who are driven to extremes have a process of wanting to retaliate against society, but he didn't.In the later and later years, he was always thinking about whether he was short-sighted or really resistant to adversity.

......

"What do you think of this story?" Jing Chuhu stretched out his fan and gestured twice in front of Tang Di's eyes, pulling back Tang Di's sanity immersed in Wei Fang.

In fact, Tang Di was forced to listen to the story wholeheartedly. He was only worried about Wei Fang's inner demons, so he didn't have the time to carefully ponder the story of Jingchu Lake.Perfunctory in his mouth, yes, yes, it's good to say it twice, but he didn't take it to heart at all.

Jing Chuhu knew in his heart that he didn't mind, maybe he didn't need any response from his audience, he just needed someone to play the role of "audience".

He considers himself a man with a strong sense of ritual.

After getting a response, he said a little strangely: "Don't you think this story is boring?"

Tang Di said: "It's okay." He was busy for a long time before Wei Fang showed signs of relaxing, and he was so tired that he was sweating.

"Then how about I write it into a story book?" Jing Chuhu played with the fan, his eyes were very sincere, as if he was really thinking about this idea seriously, and planned to put it into action.

Tang Di replied casually: "I don't think it's very good. You seem to be talking halfway, not a complete story." As soon as he finished speaking, his spirit suddenly sensed a trace of familiarity.

——Like Xiong Hongwu and An Jue!

Since he can sense the master of this illusion, Jingchu Lake can also sense it.He picked the corner of his mouth and said casually: "Your little friend seems to be here."

"Wait until everyone is here, or it will be troublesome to make trouble one by one."

Tang Di looked at him vigilantly after hearing the words: "What exactly do you want to do?"

Jing Chuhu looked innocent, and shrugged, "Nothing, I'll tell you a story. I've been holding back this story for many years, and I feel uncomfortable if I don't tell it to an audience."

Tang Di: "..."

As soon as the words fell, the space in front of the two people suddenly distorted, and then suddenly split open, and two people were spit out.

These two people are Xiong Hongwu and An Jue.