I'm struck by lightning and you may die

An Jue was sleepy and didn't wait for one, two, three to come out. On the contrary, Tang Di's complexion was getting worse and worse. The flickering of the candle seemed to be painted with white paste, which seemed particularly strange in this oppressive atmosphere. .

But An Jue could probably guess some clues.

The reason why Tang Di couldn't remember life and death should be related to the rules made by Wei Fang. In the small world he created, he is the creator and the god of creation.He stipulated that Tang Di's mind would automatically clear a series of information about the original world, and Tang Di would never be able to remember it.

In order to overcome this "rule", Tang Di forced himself to forcibly conflict with the rules, which led to various physical visions.

Wei Fang must also be very guilty. An Jue stroked his chin thoughtfully, leaning against the table to observe the two of them.

On the surface, Guo Lan served tea and water to wipe Tang Di's body, and seemed to take good care of him.But those white and slender hands trembled almost imperceptibly a few times at a certain moment.

If he didn't think he had some understanding of Wei Fang's temperament, he wouldn't have magnified this tiny detail to such a clear level.

"Hey, have you seen this thing?"

Hearing the sound, Tang Di raised his head and looked at the things in An Jue's hands. His head suddenly seemed to be punched by someone, and bloodshot eyes suddenly appeared in circles.

"What is this?" Tang Di's voice trembled a little, and he didn't know if his head hurt too much.

Yan Lin was held in An Jue's hand, emitting bursts of warm orange light.

"Why is it here with you?" Tang Di walked over and asked in a daze.

An Jue put away the Yanlin in his hand, and said calmly, "I not only have it, but also your Qiankun bag."

"I don't know what's going on. Maybe Wei Fang made a mistake when he created this small world. All the external objects except you and him were excluded. In other words, all your things , including clothes..." When he said this, his expression was a little subtle, his eyes were covered with a little embarrassment, he paused, and then said: "Ahem, don't worry. This is Hongwu."

When he said the words "Xiong Hongwu", he glanced outside the door, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Tang Di was at a loss, and asked at a loss: "Then...then...what am I now..."

An Jue said: "To put it bluntly, you have been 'imprisoned' by your son."

"..." Tang Di was really confused.He asked incredulously, "I...have a...son?"

An Jue nodded.

"Who?"

An Jue raised her chin and nodded in Guo Lan's direction.

He pointed at himself, then at Guo Lan, and gestured in shock: "He...? I have such--such a big son?"

An Jue nodded as it should.

Tang Di gasped.

Is this the legendary Xidang dad?