The Daily Life of Little Fragrant Pig

Coming out of the VIP channel, Chi Xiaoyuan bid farewell to Zhou Zhou and the others, but did not see Lu Yao and Yang Xuan who promised to pick him and his brother up.

Chi Xiaoyuan took out her mobile phone to make a call, only to hear the sound of "beep-beep-beep" from the receiver until she hung up automatically.

Tried a few more times, still the same.

Jiang Mingyue's face darkened, "Can't get through?"

Chi Xiaoyuan was worried, "There has been no answer."

"Yang Xuan too." He also held a mobile phone in his hand.

"Brother, I have a bad feeling." Chi Xiaoyuan's face no longer had a smile on her face, her baby's face was tight, and the back of her hand holding the phone was bulging with veins.

Suddenly, he raised his head.

The airport was still brightly lit, but the people who used to come and go had disappeared. Except for the lights and buildings, there was nothing else—no cars, no people, not even a sound.

Empty, as if for a moment, they were shielded from the world.

Chi Xiaoyuan took a step back and approached Jiang Mingyue. A chill ran from his feet to the top of his head, and the incandescent lights became gloomy.

He looked around alertly.

Chi Xiaoyuan had goosebumps all over her body, her hairs stood on end, and she could feel the attack of malice from head to toe.

His voice was trembling, "Brother."

"Don't be afraid." Jiang Mingyue said, soothing her younger brother with a gentle voice.

As Jiang Mingyue said, she took a step forward, protected Chi Xiaoyuan with one hand, looked around, and finally settled on one direction.

His voice turned cold, like a thousand years of ice, "Come out."

As his voice fell, a black figure gradually appeared. He was very thin, covered in black, his face was hidden in the shadow, and he couldn't see clearly, only a rough outline could be seen.

He raised his hand, and a letter flew into Jiang Mingyue's hands, and said in a low voice, "Boss, please explain."

"Tang Wenhua?" Chi Xiaoyuan poked his head out.

The man was still in a low voice, "There is a signature on the letter." He bowed to Chi Xiaoyuan and Jiang Mingyue, "I will take my leave first."

He took a step back and his figure disappeared into the wall.

In the next second, the noisy sound returned, and the people who disappeared before appeared, and it was the bustling airport with people coming and going again.

Jiang Mingyue's expression was heavy.

Chi Xiaoyuan said anxiously, "Brother, read the letter quickly!"

Lu Yao and Yang Xuan were nowhere to be found, and their grandfather didn't show up. Tang Wenhua must have done something. Will they be in danger now?

Jiang Mingyue came back to her senses, "Yeah."

Tore open the envelope, took out the letter inside, and Chi Xiaoyuan leaned his head over to read it with Jiang Mingyue.There were only three lines of writing in the letter paper, and it only took a few seconds to read from the beginning to the end. The two of them frowned after reading the content.

Chi Xiaoyuan's face was pale, and the letter paper held by Jiang Mingyue was deformed.

An address was written on the letter, the names of Lu Yao and Yang Xuan were written, and Chi Xiaoyuan was asked to come over and sign the money, and it turned out to be Tang Wenhua.

But it's okay if you don't mention grandpa.

Jiang Mingyue crushed the letter, and a cluster of flames burned out at his fingertips. He turned his head, "Yuanyuan, let's meet up with Grandpa first."

Although he was worried about the safety of Lu Yao and Yang Xuan, Chi Xiaoyuan didn't dare to take it too seriously. He was just a rookie, and if he went blindly, he would only be pecked. Moreover, Tang Wenhua tied Lu Yao and the others to threaten him. If he didn't go, They will not be in danger.

"Hmm." He nodded.

Probably because of the incandescent lamp above his head, Chi Xiaoyuan's face was extremely pale, even a little transparent, even his lips were bloodless, his eyes were as black as ink, and his eyes were dim.

His chest rose and fell, and the hands beside him were clenched into fists, trembling slightly.

After a while, he said, "Let's go, brother."

The impatience and anger were suppressed, Chi Xiaoyuan and Jiang Mingyue looked at each other, and the two of them had a final fight before disappearing into the airport.

People coming and going didn't notice them.

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After Lu Yao and Yang Xuan left the parking lot, they entered a large fog, and then their hands and feet became heavy, and their eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally closed.

When I woke up again, I was surrounded by mountains.

They stood on the suspension bridge, shaking violently when they moved.

Looking up, there is an endless mountain, and below is a rushing river. The two sides of the suspension bridge are full of fog, and I don't know where it leads.

Lu Yao is a calm person. When he woke up and saw such a scene, he didn't panic. He was just a little shocked, and then he returned to his senses and began to analyze.

Yang Xuan has an adventurous spirit in his bones, plus he has Jiang Ziming's memory, that era was full of wars, chaos of people, chaos of demons, and even more terrible things. He seemed very calm now.

The two looked at each other and almost spoke in unison.

Lu Yao: "Let's go."

Yang Xuan: "Which way?"

The fog on the left and the right is the same size, shrouded in a hazy way, and you can't see any scenery, Yang Xuan said: "Otherwise, let's go to the left."

He smiled, "Male left and female right?"

In this case, the pros and cons of both sides cannot be analyzed, it is purely luck, Yang Xuan said to go to the left, Lu Yao had no objection, he nodded and remained silent.

The two turned around, and their figures disappeared into the mist on the left.

The suspension bridge shook violently for a while, and then quieted down for a while, and then, the suspension bridge was also covered by thick fog, making it impossible to see anything.

Lu Yao and Yang Xuan walked all the way, surrounded by dense fog, and couldn't see clearly one meter away. The further they walked, the deeper the wrinkles on the brows.

Yang Xuan had an excellent tutor since he was a child, so he couldn't help cursing at this moment, "Fuck, what the hell is this place?"

Lu Yao pursed his lips and shook his head.

Yang Xuan rubbed the goose bumps on his arm, "Lu Xiaoyao, please say something, it's too quiet here, it's so quiet, if there's no sound at all, it will be even more weird."

He always felt that he was very courageous, but now he still had a hairy heart, "You talk to me."

What people fear most is not ghosts and gods.

but ignorance.

When you don't know where you are and what you will face, this kind of time can most arouse the fear and anxiety in your heart.

Lu Yao finally opened his mouth, "Okay."

Yang Xuan folded his hands and put the pillow behind his head. The topic spanned all over the world. Even though he was still in the fog, his nervousness eased.

Suddenly Lu Yao became quiet again. He stood where he was and pricked up his ears.

Yang Xuan walked to the front and came back again, "Lu Xiaoyao, why did you stop?"

Lu Yao compared individual speaking gestures and listened attentively.

A few seconds later, Yang Xuan was surprised. "Sound?" he said softly.

Lu Yao looked around, his eyes were as cold as a deep abyss, "Who is here?"

The voice was intermittent, muffled, and very soft, "Follow...follow...me...go. I, I will take...you..."

Getting lower and lower, gradually drifting away.

Lu Yao and Yang Xuan followed up.

That voice led Lu Yao and the others through the thick fog to a quaint town, where they disappeared.

Suddenly, Yang Xuan exclaimed.

"Lu Xiaoyao." He called Lu Yao, and looked at Lu Yao with a shocked face, "Why did you become like this?"

His eyes reflected Lu Yao's appearance at this time, long hair, simply tied up, wearing a white crescent robe, completely ancient attire.

Lu Yao looked at him, "You too."

"what!"

Yang Xuan lowered his head when he heard the words, and immediately realized that he was no longer wearing the original clothes, but also turned into an ancient robe.

He looked up and asked blankly, "What's going on?"

Lu Yao remained silent and fell into deep thought. The fog, the suspension bridge, the towering mountains, the rushing river, the large fog again, the changing scenes, and the changing attire at will... Such a scene, right!

Dream demon!

He was once deeply trapped in a dream created by the Dream Demon, and it was Chi Xiaoyuan who entered his dream and pulled him out of that nightmare.

Lu Yao said, "A dream."

"Dream?" Yang Xuan was puzzled, "What do you mean? We are in a dream? Whose dream?" He asked several questions in succession.

After Lu Yao briefly talked about Meng Yao, Yang Xuan was surprised, "Then how do we get out?"

"Wake up." Lu Yao said again, "But wait, let's go take a look first." He pointed to a crowded place not far ahead.

That voice directed them over, not just to tell them that this is as simple as a dream.

When Lu Yao and Yang Xuan walked into the ancient town, their ears were no longer quiet, and the voices began to ring out bit by bit, and finally gathered into a crowd of voices.

The hawkers on the street hawked and yelled, the crisp voices of oil sellers walking around the streets, and the sound of reading books from the school.

Yang Xuan was shocked, "Are these real ancient scenes?"

"should be."

While speaking, they had already walked out of the crowd.

Both Lu Yao and Yang Xuan were not short, even if they were standing outside the crowd, they could see clearly what was going on inside. In the innermost circle, a thin child of seven or eight years old was pinched by a woman. Swelling, all palm prints.

The woman is the mother of the child. She thinks he can only eat but can't do anything. She even broke a bowl and called him a bastard.

The onlookers pointed and pointed, but no one made a move to stop it.

"Isn't this child abuse?"

Yang Xuan was angry, and just about to make a move, he was stopped by Lu Yao, who shook his head, "This is an illusion, you can't change anything, keep watching."

Sure enough, the scene changed quickly.

The scene shifts to a family’s garden. The child has grown to eleven or twelve years old. His body is tall, but he is still very thin, almost skinny. He is wearing a servant’s clothes, kneeling on the ground, carrying a seven or eight A fat baby who is [-] years old, and there are many servants beside him.

The fat kid beat him with a whip, imitating the sound of riding a horse while whipping, "Drive, drive—"

The child's exposed hands were covered with scars.

The fat boy rode round and round, whipped the whip dozens of times, and finally stopped playing. However, he asked the boy to pick lotus flowers in the lake again.

A few servants who had been watching by the side took advantage of their power and directly pushed the child into the water.

Water seeped from the wound, and his face was distorted from the pain. His already thin and disfigured face became hideous. The fat child cried in fright. After he was picked up, he was punched and kicked again.

Yang Xuan's expression was ugly, and he couldn't bear to continue watching, "Whose dream is this?"

Lu Yao had a guess in his heart, and said lightly, "It should be Tang Wenhua."

"Lu Xiaoyao, are you sure?" Yang Xuan was surprised.

"Fifty percent." Lu Yao said, "Let's go."

The picture changed again, and this time the child had grown up a bit, and the fat child had also grown up, but he was still bullying and beating him wantonly.This time, the child was almost tortured to death.

When he was carried home, his mother looked at him coldly and did not take care of him, leaving him to fend for himself.

Later, an old Taoist priest came.

The old Taoist bought the child for five taels of silver, and brought the child who could not go to the ground, let alone walk, to a Taoist temple on the mountain.

After the old Taoist asked the child's name, he felt that it was not elegant, so he renamed him.

"From now on, your name will be Wenhua." He patted the child's head kindly.The surname also followed the old Taoist surname, Tang.

When Yang Xuan saw this, his expression was as if he had eaten a fly, "It's really Tang Wenhua." He paused, and then said, "But it's very pitiful."

Lu Yao looked cold, "Pity is not an excuse for him to harm others, besides, his heart has been corroded by hatred."

Lu Yao's words were confirmed more than ten years later. The grown-up Tang Wenhua returned to the small town and slaughtered all the people who bullied him.

The baby in the swaddle was not spared.

In the dream, another hundred years passed by in a hurry.

The old Taoist changed Tang Wenhua's physique with medicine, allowing him to practice Taoism, and then taught him all he had.

Because of practicing, Tang Wenhua is more than 100 years old, but he maintains the appearance of 25 or [-] years old, and his appearance is not old.But the old Taoist priest who adopted him is aging rapidly, and has become an octogenarian, dying of old age.

For the past 100 years, Tang Wenhua has lived happily.

The old Taoist priest taught him reading, calligraphy, martial arts, and spells. Tang Wenhua's body became stronger and his appearance became more and more outstanding.

This day was the old Taoist's birthday. After his birthday, he called Tang Wenhua to his room.

Lu Yao and Yang Xuan saw the old Taoist put a pack of poison into the wine with their own eyes, and let Tang Wenhua drink that glass of wine again.

Tang Wenhua spat out blood and looked at the old Taoist in disbelief, wondering why the master would harm him.

After pretending for 100 years, the old Taoist priest finally showed his true colors. He bought Tang Wenhua back in the first place to cultivate a suitable body for himself.

At that time, he knew that he could live a hundred years at most, and in order to continue to live, he needed a young body similar to his fate.

He once got a forbidden book from a monster he killed, which contained a forbidden technique. With this forbidden technique, his life span could be extended indefinitely, and he no longer had to worry about death.

He quickly pasted a few talismans on Tang Wenhua's body, using blood as a formation, and drew formations under himself and Tang Wenhua.

The old Taoist sat cross-legged, kneading his hands and chanting mantras. Soon Tang Wenhua's body was illuminated with white light. When the white light disappeared, the old Taoist fell down and Tang Wenhua opened his eyes—he was already an old Taoist.

However, in the next room, Tang Wenhua also woke up on his junior brother. For some unknown reason, his soul did not dissipate.

This junior body is the body Tang Wenhua uses now.

Yang Xuan was a little puzzled, he tilted his head and whispered, "Tang Wenhua has lived till now, what about the old Taoist priest?"

In the next second, the dream gave him the answer.

Tang Wenhua woke up on the body of his junior brother, tried his best for decades, and finally killed the old Taoist priest and took away all the treasures of the old Taoist priest.

At the same time, his body had problems and he was aging rapidly. His soul seemed to be pulled out of his body, and the fear of death enveloped him.

Afterwards, he found out the reason from the forbidden book, and started killing people for blood.

Being abused and beaten as a child, Tang Wenhua's mind has been distorted. Later, he was betrayed by the most trusted old Taoist priest who was his father, and his kind side completely disappeared.

For more than 600 years, he killed countless people, and gathered a group of goblin subordinates to provide them with human and goblin souls and obey his orders.

His ability is also becoming stronger day by day.

The dream changed again, this time the robes on Lu Yao and Yang Xuan disappeared, and they changed back to their original clothes.

They are standing at the foot of a mountain.

Then they saw a young girl bouncing down from the mountain. She was wearing a floral skirt and a hat. She had bright eyes and was full of curiosity about the world.

The girl is a demon, she went down the mountain and entered the human society, ignorant and ignorant, she was picked up by Tang Wenhua and brought home by the side of the road.

She joined Tang Wenhua's monster family.

The banshee does not cultivate by eating human spirits, so she is out of place. She likes Tang Wenhua more and tries to run to his side.

Gradually, she discovered that Tang Wenhua was looking for the magic weapon of the ancient mythical beast.

After several inquiries, she found out about Tang Wenhua's situation. She was worried about Tang Wenhua and hesitated to speak several times.But she couldn't tell Chi Xiaoyuan's secret.But the banshee didn't know that she was not good at lying, Tang Wenhua lived for hundreds of years, and was the best at reading people's hearts.

Tang Wenhua began to deliberately seduce the banshee. He took her to play and create romance. Under the offensive of sweet words, the banshee fell completely.

Then he set a trap.

The banshee spoke out the secret in a hurry, but when the words fell, her spiritual power dissipated and she turned into an ordinary hedgehog.

The banshee's secret was an unexpected surprise to Tang Wenhua.

From then on, Tang Wenhua started planning.

The scene flashed for ten years, when Chi Xiaoyuan came down the mountain.

This time Lu Yao and Yang Xuan stood from Tang Wenhua's point of view, knowing that when Chi Xiaoyuan came down the mountain, Tang Wenhua received the news.

But Chi Xiaoyuan met Xu Tian first, was injured by Xu Tian, ​​had to change back to his original shape and escape, and was carried back to the pet shop by the pet shop staff.

Tang Wenhua's plan went wrong, that's why there was the restaurant incident later - he was trying to determine Chi Xiaoyuan's identity.

The screen changed, and the dream came to the last scene.

This time Tang Wenhua sent Meng Yao to observe Chi Xiaoyuan. His original intention was to know Chi Xiaoyuan's weakness.

However, the dream monster was lured by Lu Yao's emotions of sadness, fear, and pain, and ran into his dream, and was finally beheaded by Chi Xiaoyuan.

At this time, a beam of light suddenly flashed in front of Lu Yao and Yang Xuan, and they instinctively closed their eyes.

When it was opened again, the illusion and the dense fog disappeared, and the sound of "tick, tick" water came from the ears, and they were in a room.

The sound of water came from the bathroom.

Yang Xuan walked around the room, only to find that the door was locked, and there were more than ten floors from the window, and he couldn't escape.

He stared at Lu Yao, "What should we do?"

Lu Yao didn't speak, he stared at a black figure in front of him, his tone was cold, "Who are you?"

The black shadow slowly appeared, it was a demon who was going to deliver letters to Chi Xiaoyuan and Jiang Mingyue, his face was revealed, it was an ordinary face: "You don't need to know, I won't harm you."

He grinned, his face became strange, "Aren't you looking into Tang Wenhua's past? What I showed you just now is all true."

Lu Yao looked at him, "Are you a dream demon?"

The monster laughed fiercely, his expression changed slightly in the next moment, and he disappeared back on the wall again, turning into an inconspicuous black shadow.

Not long after, the door was opened, and Tang Wenhua appeared behind the door.