Jiang Dad

When it was just dawn, Jiang Han was woken up by Chris, and when he opened his eyes, he found that the man in front of him was watching his sleeping position with three children. His rough face already wrinkled when he smiled, but those small What is hidden in the creases is not wind and rain but slow happiness. Jiang Han rubbed his eyes, feeling a little embarrassed for a while.

"You all get up so early?" It's not even seven o'clock.

Chris walked to the window, opened the heavy curtains with a wave of his hand, and the sun slanted in. It didn't look like it was seven o'clock.

"The sun is going to dry your butt, it's just after ten o'clock in the morning, you haven't eaten breakfast!" He gloated, hum.Chris, the newly appointed dad, led a group of children out, and he didn't forget to turn his head and say to Jiang Han, "I have some good news for you." He blinked his eyes, and his brows were beaming with joy.

"what?"

"Tang Jue has woken up."

Huh... It's a happy event, but why do you feel more uneasy? Jiang Han lowered his eyes, the door of the bedroom was closed, and opened after a while of silence. Jiang Han, who was sitting on the bed in a daze, was startled. The fluffy head came in, and the smiling Xiaotian whispered to him: "Dad, don't worry, Uncle Chris left milk and bread for you."

Ghost spirit, Jiang Han looked at the sunshine outside the window and smiled softly, his little Tiantian is really a good boy.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, everyone packed up their things and was ready to go to Lanyu Street. However, Jiang Han looked back three times and made Chris suspicious, "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing will happen to Jue Tang." After Chris told him that Jue Tang woke up this morning, he fell asleep again in less than an hour, but the doctor said that there was no serious problem for the time being, and there would be no problem if he rested, although He tried to calm himself, but still panicked too much.

"It's okay, don't worry."

Jiang Han hesitated to speak, and sighed heavily in his heart. Can the entrustment to him last night be regarded as a dream, but the Xiaoyu holding Chris's hand is so real, Tang Jue is like He wanted to go to a life-and-death Hongmen banquet. He set a death situation for himself, but Jiang Han had to take on the responsibility of taking care of future generations. It was too heavy, but he was powerless.

"Tang Jue will give me a share, and I can protect you by the way. After these few incidents, I think it is better for you to protect your safety. If you encounter any illusions or the like, I will always protect you." It will put your mind at ease, won't it?" Yeah?Well, Jiang Han admits that every time he encounters a crisis, his estrus period will come as scheduled. It is indeed more reassuring to have Chris by his side, but when he thinks of every lingering time, a blush surrounds his face.

The hand was held up, showing affection in full view of everyone, but everyone ignored it because they were not thinking about it.Today's Lanyu Street is still lively, there are thirteen dragon sedan chairs at the street entrance, all sides are blocked by tulle, Jiang Han and his group walked past, only looking left and right for the novelty, but they couldn't really see it. Seeing the Buddha statue inside, the children wanted to stretch out their hands and were stopped by the adults around them. This Buddha statue is mostly the same as they usually see, but respecting it is also a kind of belief, and they can't touch the belief in the country of Firefox.

"We gather in the hall ahead, and the staff will go first." Tang Feng said at the front, Jiang Han and Chris walked at the end of the line, Xiaotian always wanted to see how the Buddha statue was, and Chris was in charge of supervision He walked forward a few steps, laughing and making noise. When Jiang Han passed the last Buddha statue, there was a sudden wind, and the tulle was lifted by the trend. Jiang Han froze and shook his head to look in. When the sun was just right, the wind rose and fell, and the tulle calmed down naturally and quickly, leaving quietly without leaving a trace.

Maybe it's a coincidence, why do you feel familiar?Jiang Han shook his head and stood on the spot. When he looked back, the thirteen dragon sedan chairs were being lifted up and walking backwards. He was stunned for a moment, and then he was brought back to reality by the sound of "Dad". Jiang Han turned his head, and under the bright sky, he The treasures in front of him are waiting for him, and those familiar eyes must be a coincidence.

He opened his legs to welcome the bright future, "Well, here I come."

How could there be such a coincidence in this world? How could the Buddha statue have Tang Jue's eyes? It's really a demon.

"The game this time is very simple. People from Firefox Country will send the living Buddha, and you will be responsible for climbing to pick the night pearl. The number plates in your hands are the same as those of the living Buddha. Whoever wins, I believe." The corresponding family will get the guardianship of the Requiem Pagoda for one year and accept worship from other families." Meng Qinghe, as one of the referees this time, made everyone uneasy, "The so-called second place in the competition Friendship comes first, pay attention to safety, and of course try your best to win your own honor!"

"Hmph," Lu Yuan obviously despises this behavior, he said slowly from the bottom, "How many powerful people hide their vanity like this, it's noble but it's not that simple to do it, despicable they are best at doing it already." Why?Before Jiang Han could ask, Ou Xiyue pointed to the 7 people in another team and said, "Their people are all strong and strong. On the contrary, the 6 people in the temporary program group like us probably have more energy than energy."

His whole body is full of muscles, he must be a talent pulled from Meng Qinghe's army!And Jiang Han is really not flattering, no wonder Meng Qinghe's eyes are so arrogant, he is absolutely confident that he can defeat us, maybe he can put us to death?Dead?Jiang Han shivered all over, maybe he started to think too much again.

In a daze, Chris touched his arm and asked, "What's your number?"

"Ah?" Picked up the number plate in his hand and showed it to him, "It's an unlucky number, number 4."

"Would you like to exchange one with me?"

"Hey, is this okay?"

"What's wrong, give me yours, my number is your lucky number."

"It can't be changed."

"Who knows! Come on, come on."

In the end, Jiang Han changed the number in Chris's almost coquettish tone, 7 is really a lucky number, but his brows frowned slightly.

"Chris, did you make any changes to this number plate of yours?" He weighed it a few times, "It feels heavy."

"Hush" Chris looked around, "You can take it apart and have a look when we leave, don't look at it now." If a man who is usually tough is suddenly gentle enough to make people get goosebumps, what do you doAnyway, in the end Jiang Han ran away with his arms around his chest.

"My God, Chris, is it still him? But it's still fun." Jiang Han ran out of the auditorium with his head down, and bumped into a man head-on.

"Fang Ziqi!"

"Come with me." The man whispered, his eyes were quite nervous, looking left and right, who is he looking for or hiding?

Almost instinctively, Jiang Han followed with his feet. In a hidden corner, the two were talking almost in whispers.

"Where is Tang Jue?"

"Hey..." Jiang Han's scalp tightened for a while, and he didn't know what he meant by asking this question.

"He didn't come, I didn't see him." Of course, it was impossible to see him. The doctors of the program team all said that Tang Jue had woken up, at least that was what was heard by Fang's family.

"What else do you want him for? You haven't hurt him enough?" Jiang Han didn't want to have a good face towards him, and he didn't even want to talk to him too much.

"You are already my accomplice, so you have no right to accuse me. You know the deal between me and you but don't tell others. How can you be so good?" His words made Jiang Han speechless for a long time. Rebuttal, yes, he concealed something. Fang Ziqi asked him to add something to the soup, saying that it would make him sleep well, but after all, he couldn't bear it. Jiang Han put some extra seasoning but it was not the original one. That kind, so Jiang Han was very tormented in his heart, obviously he didn't add anything, but Tang Jue was still lethargic.

"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, Tang Jue, I have my own plan."

"What exactly do you want? You already have Meng Qinghe!"

"Him?" Fang Ziqi's true colors were fully exposed, and she sneered coldly at her cold heart, "I will never let it go." Sure enough, he was from a famous Hassel family, and his methods of doing things were very similar, cruel and greedy.

"So where the hell is he?"

"I do not know."

"You don't know?" Fang Ziqi suddenly took out a number plate, the impressive number 3, just like usual. "I'll tell you a secret, you tell me Tang Jue's whereabouts!"

Tang Jue was transferred, and secretly transferred to the residence of the Federation. The most dangerous place is the safest place. The Tang family is a famous family, and the Federation always wants to save face. It is a last resort to hide it from Fang Ziqi, but it is also a desperation. method.

"It's just a number plate, what advantage do you have?"

"This game was planned by Meng Qinghe. His purpose is very simple. To eradicate dissidents and wash away humiliation, you have no choice but to be at his mercy."

"I still don't understand, does he want to kill all of us in public? How is that possible!" Besides, where is Meng Qinghe's ability? The leaders of the thirteen Meng clans are not as crazy as he is!

"You'll understand. Remember, it's better to be careful with the tracking number." Be careful with the tracking number?What about even numbers?Are double numbers dangerous?

"Dad Jiang!" Ou Xiyue's voice came from the auditorium. It seemed that the game was about to start. In the second round of the program, what unexpected things would happen to them, so they were worried that it would seep out of their pores and avoid it. It's better to just accept it.

"Fang Ziqi, you're all odd numbers, why should I trust you? We won't lose this game."

Putting down the cruel words, Jiang Han left quickly, and a gust of wind was blowing up, with an inexplicable breath flowing slowly, its name was restlessness.

"He doesn't believe you, what should we do?" There was a black figure hidden in a dark corner, and he couldn't see his real body clearly, but the voice could be heard very loose, decadent and careless.

"I don't believe in myself. I'm going to die anyway, so there's nothing I can't believe." No matter which number plate it is, the final outcome is to disappear.Fang Ziqi clenched her fists and asked anxiously, "Where are the others, did you find them?"

"No, the members of the Federation have all disappeared."

"Disappear, what about others?"

"You're panicking, why, are you emotional again?" The figure slowly walked out, his handsome face was very similar to Fang Ziqi's. Fang Zichen himself was also the incarnation of a devil, ruthless and too hurtful. "Ziqi, he's not worth it. We took Xiaoyu back, and you can still be happy when you return to Hassel."

"Then Meng Qinghe?"

"As you please."

It's just a moment to love or not, Fang Ziqi turned around and walked out holding the number plate, leaving Fang Zichen's eyes twitching slightly, and a sinister smile crossed the corner of his mouth, making people shudder.

"It's finally coming to an end." Chris said this sentence, causing other people to look at each other frequently, and they laughed, "This is just the beginning." Chris didn't speak, but just kept staring at Jiang Han, expressing affection, be it .

It doesn't matter whether it's the end or the beginning. It's impossible to let everyone leave. If you leave the game behind, maybe Meng Qinghe can really dispatch a group of troops to destroy them. If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move. Let's see first. Besides.

Thin sweat was overflowing from the palms of his hands, and Jiang Han's forehead was covered with a dense layer of sweat. He was nervous, and Chris took out a tissue to wipe it for him. The gentleness was not real. Shouldn't it be lucky that Chris got an even number?It turns out that 4 is not a representative of bad luck!

"Why are you sweating so much?"

"I'm a little nervous."

"Don't be nervous, after we finish this time, we will be able to join Tang Jue, we must pray that we can get through it safely!"

"Of course, I've been praying." Pray that we will be safe, that we can get out of the country of Firefox safely, that we can get the legendary terminal stone, and live happily ever after with you. Is it a luxury?Hope not.

"Dad, come on."

"Dad, come on!"

"Fathers, come on!"

The children cheered, and 13 people climbed up together. Fortunately, the Requiem Tower is very big. Even if they climbed up together and distributed in different positions, there is still some distance. With complete equipment, it depends on who can climb up quickly.

Jiang Han looked at the number stickers on everyone's backs, and felt a little bit different. What's the difference between an odd number and an even number, and what difference can there be!He didn't believe it. He shook his head and found that Chris was looking at him with wide eyes. The two looked at each other and smiled, trying to comfort himself that as long as he stepped out, there was nothing to be afraid of.

"We don't compete for the first place, we only strive to be the last one." Their purpose is to lose, because they have no intention of winning at all. This is an unfair game, and they still have to save their lives to find the biggest treasure.

"ready, go!"

The sound of gunfire seemed to be heard across the ears. A group of people not far away were carrying thirteen dragon sedan chairs into the Requiem Pagoda. Jiang Han just glanced inadvertently, and seemed to see the familiar eyes again. The broken hair was neatly arranged on the head, abandoning the characteristics of the vagabond, looking serious and grand.

There is a piece of cloth pasted on the outside of the tulle of the sedan chair, with a big number 7 written on it, and the "be careful of the order number" has become a lingering haze. Tang Jue is sleeping peacefully under the protection of the Federation. How could it be possible to meditate? Living Buddha was sent in?

"Number 7, Tang Jue, Living Buddha..."

Just as he was in a trance, Meng Qinghe began to explain in detail with his loudspeaker: "The Requiem Pagoda used to be a place to suppress evildoers. It is said that a living Buddha once volunteered to go in and cured many wronged souls, so everyone followed suit and sent living Buddhas inside every year. After sitting in meditation for a year, this living Buddha is not a clay statue, but a real living person, a kind-hearted person unanimously recommended by the thirteen ethnic groups, who entered the Requiem Pagoda to guard the tower for a year, to protect the people's life and peace..."

"Living Buddha, Tang Jue, a living person!" Jiang Han estimated that everyone was stunned. They all underestimated the customs here, and did not expect that sending a living Buddha is really sending a living person!So what about Tang Jue, how could Tang Jue be sent in!

"Bang" the door of the Requiem Pagoda was closed tightly, shaking Jiang Han's whole body in fear, what went wrong!The night pearl on the Requiem Pagoda was so far away, he stayed in place, his legs could no longer move, what kind of storm they were involved in, the darkness in front of him slowly shrunk to a point, and the light was out of reach.

The author has something to say:

At this pace, the lives of my supporting actors are so unsatisfactory! ! !distressed