I'm struck by lightning and you may die

When Tang Di looked through the ashes of ancient books in the Zhixishan Library, he found a booklet, which recorded many anecdotes that happened during the two ancient wars between immortals and demons.

One said:

More than three hundred miles away from the South China Sea, there is a palace towering above the sky, hidden in the smoke and clouds, with red walls and green tiles, paved with gold and silver, and it is extremely gorgeous.

There are three demons in the que, one is the sword palace, the other is the sword merchant, and the third is the sword horn.

Jiangong is good at rhythm, swordsman is good at Qihuang, and Jianjiao is good at mechanism.

These three members of the demon clan are actually one of the few demon clan members who are extremely law-abiding and do not want to cause trouble. If their parents had not given them the blood of the three demon clan, no one would have guessed what happened to these three people. It will be a aggressive and brutal species like the Demon Race.

The Sword Palace sits at the highest point of the palace every day, playing the piano from morning to night, intoxicated, and lives by drinking northwest wind.

The swordsman kept a lot of mice in his yard, tinkering with his small medicine stove every day, making weird "laughing without crying pills", "itching all over the body", " Love to tell lies, Shuang", the little white mouse who didn't eat a test drug for a day would twitch all over.

Compared with the two elder brothers, Jianjiao is more normal. He eats fireworks in the world, has an online IQ, and is reliable in his work. The only thing that is not normal is that this man married a beauty he made as his wife.

Leaving aside the sword palace, what Tang Di thought of mainly happened to the sword merchant and Jianjiao.

It is said that one night, Jianjiao woke up suddenly from a dream, wiped the cold sweat from his brow, put on his clothes in a hurry and went to find his second brother.

"Brother, the third brother has something to ask." Jianjiao panted beside the swordsman, twisting the corner of his clothes, looking embarrassed.

It was not time for the sword dealer to rest, so he caught two bright white mice from the mouse nest in the garden, and put them in a small wooden cage in his research room.He glanced at the corner of the sword, picked up another porcelain bottle, and said indifferently: "Say."

"That...that...my wife just entrusted me with a dream, saying that her birthday is coming up, and she wants me to grant her a wish. I think that I haven't celebrated her birthday properly in recent times. , very guilty, so I wanted to fulfill her wish."

The swordsman was mixing the yellow "Zhuanzhuantiaotiao powder" into the red "Laughing Diarrhea Water". Hearing this, he shook his hand slightly and poured more than half of the Zhuanzhuantiaotiao powder into it. It was almost done. The new recipe just failed.

The swordsman turned his head expressionlessly, and said to him in a cool tone: "She has five birthdays a year, and each request is outrageous. I'm developing a new medicine recently, and I don't have time to help you right now."

When Jianjiao heard this, his mouth shrunk, his two big eyes filled with tears as if juggling, and he said with a sob in his voice, "It's all my brother's fault. I won’t let Ahe have so many birthdays. It’s all my fault. I want to treat Ahe better, so I always want to dismantle her and reorganize. It’s all birthdays and you can’t favor one over another! Please, brother , just help me!"

The swordsman lost his temper at all by his younger brother's lifeless appearance, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Then what does she want?"

When Jianjiao heard that there was something interesting, he hurriedly said: "She wants to change into a new dress!"

The sword merchant hehe, didn't want to talk to him anymore, and lowered his head to pack up the materials and failed products that he had destroyed.

"Her last skin was changed a year ago, and it's all yellow and old. I don't understand medical science, so please help me, second brother!"

"There are thirty or forty skins in the cabinet at your house. You have to change them at home!"

"No, Ah He said that there are new models coming out recently, and those are outdated. She doesn't want to wear them anymore. Last time I had a fight with me in my dream, and she burned them to ashes later."

"...Knock in, prodigal old women."

Tang Di doesn't know how it develops further down, too much time has passed, Tang Di only remembers this story, and he didn't care about the details in the book, so he almost forgot.

However, this made Tang Di think that Xuan Twelve would have changed his body like Ah He in the story?

No wonder Tang Di always felt that there was something wrong with him attached to this person...

Tang Di was putting on a wonderful bloody drama in his mind, but he didn't notice that the scene in front of him changed again.

After he came back to his senses, he found that this time there was no such hot-eared leader, but at the same time, everything else was gone, and his eyes were dark. Tang Di wondered if his body was blind.

At this time, he was lying on the cold ground, his hands and feet were not warm, and he didn't even have a straw mat under his body. The air was full of damp and decaying smell, and he didn't need to distinguish carefully to feel that he had at least one or two. I haven't showered for a month, and my clothes are rotten.

Tang Di can only simply perceive the environment around him, but cannot respond to the stimuli in the environment.

Simply put, it is like a paralyzed patient who cannot control himself, and the control of the body is still in the hands of the original owner.He can only wait and see.So now even if his back hurts so much that it is about to break, he can't turn over and stretch his waist, which is very pitiful.

There was no sound around, Tang Di was a little flustered, he carefully identified it, there was really no sound at all, and he couldn't deduce what kind of broken place it was.

Ouch, my waist is about to break...

Tang Di scolded in his heart, is this person going to die, why can't he even turn over.

Suddenly, there was a "squeak" sound, followed by the booming sound of the mechanism starting, in this extremely quiet space, it was like a thunderbolt exploding in the ear.

Xuan Twelve finally had some reaction. He raised his head and looked at the place where the sound came from. The sudden bright light made him unable to open his eyes. He moved his hands and feet lightly. Only then did Tang Di realize that his limbs were firmly locked. The ground was chained to the ground.

"Hey, it's time to eat!" The visitor had a bad tone and was quite impatient. He casually threw the cloth bag in front of Xuan Twelve, and several yellowed steamed buns rolled out. Tang Di looked Looking at the texture of the steamed buns that fell to the ground, I deeply felt that the steamed buns had to be stored for at least three or four days, and if the hardness was removed, it would kill a person.

Xuan Twelve stretched out his hand, covering his eyes with one hand to block the light, while the other hand groped for the steamed buns on the ground.

The man spat and cursed and said: "I don't know how Wenren's family gave birth to you as a funeral star, but Madam still protects you so much. If Madam didn't protect you, the master would have ordered someone to strangle you to death! Hey Yo hey...I really don't want to come, it's bad luck to be near you."

Xuan Twelve seemed to have gotten used to it, and was indifferent to these heart-wrenching words. He just stuffed steamed buns into his mouth crazily, and there was no bowl of water. Tang Di felt like he was going to choke to death because of him.

He must have been hungry a long time ago. Tang Di didn't feel hungry at all. Instead, his stomach swelled and hurt after eating a few steamed buns.

Seeing that Xuan Twelve had almost eaten, the man picked up the black and dirty cloth bag that was about to be ironed like he was picking up trash, shook off the dirt on it, spit a few more times, and walked away with disgust on his face. .

The only light disappeared into the endless darkness, and the whole world returned to silence, depressingly and desperately.

After Xuan Twelve finished eating, he lay on his back on the ground, the biting coolness penetrated into his body along the seams of his bones, he couldn't help shivering, and his right foot also had some cramps, he wanted to stand up and move his body but found that he would still be in the future. How long does it take to stay, I just feel that the passage of time is too slow, it seems that every breath is a torment.

Tang Di was frightened by the thoughts roiling in his mind at this moment, not because of the bitterness, nor the despair, nor the pain and hatred full of nowhere to vent.Most of these creatures who have been turned into human forms lack the complex emotions that real humans possess, and seem to have emotional dysfunction, except under certain special circumstances...for example...in his view When reading dramas or reading books...

Attached to others like this to feel the inner world of the host, Tang Di said that there is no fluctuation in his heart.

In short, when he is emotional and empathizes with others, he is usually talking about himself...

So for the predicament that Xuan Twelve is suffering now, Tang Di has no feelings other than a little pity. He was frightened by the information he got in Xuan Twelve's thoughts at this time: Xuan Twelve turned out to be Wen The eldest son of the first wife!