About an hour later, Yu Jingming woke up slowly.
"Well, my head hurts, what's wrong with me, wife, wife, why are you crying?"
"Woo, woo, woo."
Chen Mianmian just cried and couldn't say anything, she knew that the husband who pursued her six years ago was back.
This is a feeling, an indescribable feeling, and Chen Mianmian just knows it.
But she felt it, Fang Xiaoxiao didn't feel that way, and glared fiercely with a tiger face: "Hey, Yu Jingming, do you remember what happened just now?"
"Just now" Yu Jingming rubbed his head hard, he didn't remember anything, but touched the injury, "Oh, it hurts, it hurts, I can't remember anything."
The six big men in black snickered behind them, what else could they do, they beat them up.
Looking at the mirror, Yu Jingming was dumbfounded.
"Damn, why is my face blue and purple, I can't remember anything, I, what's wrong with me, I won't have amnesia," Yu Jingming panicked.
He also has two children to raise, and a wife to love, this amnesia is not good.
Fang Xiaoxiao continued to stare suspiciously: "You, you really don't remember anything" She asked this question, not only to confirm whether Yu Jingming was okay, but also to know what happened to him, why a person who doesn't drink much on weekdays suddenly started drinking, and the amount of alcohol was quite good If you don't usually drink alcohol, even if you have the talent to drink, you can't drink beer at all One mention, nine bottles.
In the past, when the sisters had dinners, they also poured him, and it was basically a rhythm of one bottle and two bottles poured.
The amount of alcohol is not good at all, and there is absolutely no capital to not get drunk with a thousand glasses.
Combined with the concealed appearance of the chicken and half immortals, she can be sure that there is definitely something wrong with Yu Jingming.
It's just not clear what happened to him.
"No, I don't remember" As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Jingming exclaimed.
"No, no, no, no, I remember.
Oh no, I don't remember. ” Fang Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes and scolded angrily: "You're going to die, you're shocked, what do you mean by remembering and not remembering?"
Now Yu Jingming has long lost the madness when he was drunk, and he still has a bit of an elegant style in his usual life.
"No, Fang Xiaoxiao, I didn't mean that."
"Then what do you mean" Fang Xiaoxiao changed his previous naughty and mischievous tone Yu Jingming was a little dumbfounded, why is his wife's best friend so angry today, after taking gunpowder, the six black-clothed men in the back are too scary "I seem to have dreamed about it for a long time."
"Dreams" "Yes.
An old man sat in a wooded area covered with red ropes, and he had to drink with me.
I said I didn't drink, and he pulled me and wouldn't let me go.
Don't look at the old man's hair and beard, but he is so energetic that I can't even struggle.
So, I drank and drank with him, and I don't know how long. ” Fang Xiaoxiao was a little confused.
Chen Mianmian knew a little, when her husband was drunk, he did shout at the old man.
Could it be that the husband really got into something?
"And later" Yu Jingming thought for a while, and recalled with difficulty: "Later, the old man seemed to dislike me, always pushing me out, and blamed me for why I didn't leave." ” As he spoke, he smiled bitterly.
"I want to go, too, but I can't.
I was drunk, and the woods were all the same, with red strings.
It's the same height and size, it's like a maze, and I can't get out of it.
As I walked, I walked back again. ” "Later" Fang Xiaoxiao listened to the story and was addicted to it.
"Later, the old man disliked me even more, and scolded a person in a hurry."
"Who" "Who" Yu Jingming frowned vigorously, Bang Bang knocked a few times, and shook his head, "I really can't remember this."
It seems to be a spirit, oh yes, it's a spirit."
Lingjun Everyone was stunned, damn, it sounds like a big shelf.
It's quite a good idea "And later" "Then I don't know how long it was, a guy came, but I don't remember what it looked like, and I couldn't see anything clearly.
I only remember that the white-bearded old man seemed to call him Lingjun.
Then the man gave me a pill, and after taking it, I walked out of the woods.
Then he woke up. ” "Hmm, why does my body hurt so much, what have I been through?"
watt No way Rely on it Everyone stared at Sparta with their eyes wide open, and brushed together.
What do you mean?
A pill Do you want to say that Ji Banxian is the so-called Lingjun in the dream Damn, that's scary.
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Immortals, or monsters Lingjun, it should be an immortal "Did you and I let you take the photo," Fang Xiaoxiao said.
"Pat it on, miss."
The second man in black hurriedly took out his mobile phone, flipped up the photo, and then with a bang, the phone fell to the ground with a hellish expression.
"You drank it too, didn't you, I can't even hold the mobile phone" The black-clothed old man was furious, and his backhand was a slap.
The second man in black didn't care about the pain, and pointed to the mobile phone on the ground and trembled: "No, it's not the boss, you see, you see." ” "What are you looking at" The boss in black picked up the phone and looked at it, "What is this, it's vague, isn't this what you shot is a 20 million pixel selfie phone, just take a picture of this, are you wrong to focus?"
The second man in black continued to say with a look of hell: "No, boss, I swear I still glanced at it after filming, it was very clear."
Why, why is my face blurry now?"
It shouldn't be possible for the dick to be funny.
"Are you sure it's this one?"
"It can't be, boss, look at the time, this is the last one, it was taken an hour and a half ago, isn't it the one in the car."
The black-clothed boss frowned, still not quite convinced, although the timing was indeed correct.
"There's something wrong with your phone?"
"Boss, if you have a problem with your phone, you can't take a good photo, after a while, you'll be blurred," said, the second in black was dumbfounded, "Mom, no, that chicken half-fairy is really Lingjun, because he is a fairy, so he can't take a photo."
The more I thought about it, the more cold sweat broke down my back.
"Can I take a look," Yu Jingming asked.
The more he listened, the more confused he became, what the hell was this group of people talking about As a result, I took my phone and took a closer look, and it also fell to the ground with a bang.
"This is the Spirit Monarch I saw in my dreams.
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