Second, crossing is more fashionable

"What a noise! It's noisy! Xue Wenlong got up from the bed, opened his eyes, and yelled impatiently,

"This is the hospital, please be quiet! Is there any quality? Ah, is there still quality! Do you want to build a harmonious society!? ā€

The room was silent all of a sudden, Xue Wenlong roared impatiently, looked around with satisfaction, and then realized that something was wrong:

Surrounded by an old wooden house, there are many antiques in it, many people in front of them stared at themselves without blinking, it is normal to be afraid of their own domineering spirit, but their clothes, what's the matter?

Wearing ancient costumes in skirts, with all kinds of buns on their heads, some young girls, holding trays, face plates and towels, looked at themselves blankly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Xue Wenlong looked around, and there were bright lights in the room, which illuminated everyone's expressions a little weirdly.

Contemporary, I haven't seen anything, even if I wake up the next day, Xue Wenlong smiled, "What's the matter, do you play Cosplay?" ā€ć€

Xue Wenlong lowered his head and looked at his fingers, no, he stretched out his hand and looked carefully, whose little short hand is it?

Lao Tzu's hands are slender and handsome, comparable to King Kaikai, this is the only thing worth showing off in the whole body, who is this fat little short hand?

Madan, where is the most precious thing of labor and management?

When he was confused, he didn't know that a strand of long hair from there fell into Xue Wenlong's hand, and the long hair that fell from this angle was still such a black and bright long hair, Xue Wenlong was stunned, stretched out his hand and pulled it, and there was a sharp pain on his scalp.

Xue Wenlong scolded and said a national curse, and then let go, but something is wrong, when did his head grow so long?

He turned his face, and finally noticed the beautiful and dignified woman in her thirties who had been supporting him beside him, only to see the woman looking at him with an excited and sad expression, with kindness and love and tears in her eyes, such a look was something Xue Wenlong had never seen, he was stunned,

"This lady, are you?"

"Pan'er, don't you know your mother?" The woman cried out in tears, "I am your mother." ā€

"You're really joking," Xue Wenlong shook his head, his head still hurting, "I'll tell you, hey, I don't have any money, it's probably enough to choke after paying off the medical bills, don't play any tricks for me to jump immortals, I'm not fooled!" ā€

He struggled to get up, but was stopped by the woman next to him, "Pan'er, your body is not well yet, you have to rest!" ā€

"My body is very good!" Maybe it was because of the car accident, Xue Wenlong's body was very weak, and he was actually pressed on the bed by the woman who seemed to be powerless, and couldn't get up, just struggling on the bed.

"Hey, hey, don't press me, let me tell you, I have kung fu on my body, if you pull me again, when I start working, you will be finished!"

"Brother!" A crisp female voice sounded, and a girl dressed in white suddenly walked in outside the door,

said that it was a girl, it didn't seem to be enough, but she was about ten years old, her face was like a silver basin, her eyes were like paint, there was no blood on her lips, and she only had a plain silver hairpin on her head, she looked at Xue Wenlong, and her face showed an angry look.

The girl first put her hands on her waist, paused slightly, and seemed to salute, "Since my brother's body is very good, then I should stop messing around, so as not to worry my mother." ā€

"My son," the woman who held Xue Wenlong shouted, "Your brother's body is not neat yet, and he shouted just now that he didn't know his mother, isn't he evil,"

She grabbed Xue Wenlong's hand and clenched it tightly, as if she was afraid that Xue Wenlong wouldn't know how to jump there as soon as she let go, "I'm afraid I want to invite the senior monks of Jiming Temple to exorcise evil spirits." ā€

Xue Wenlong looked at the girl in front of him blankly, the so-called three-year-old sees the old, it is the character to see, but when the ten-year-old sees the beauty, it looks at the appearance.

Although the girl in front of her is only more than ten years old, she has already been slim, and she is like a plum blossom budding when she wants to bloom, she must be a great beauty in the future, and with a down-to-earth and generous expression on her face, there is no grace and generosity in it, but it seems that the whole person is faintly cold and arrogant, and the most important point is that this girl who can be called the national color and fragrance, although she calls her brother,

But it seems that you look down on yourself?

The girl shook her head, she looked at Xue Wenlong, and felt as if she was shocked by her own words, so she spoke softly and continued,

"My brother is always fooling around like this, it's just teasing my mother, what do you need to exorcise evil spirits there, it's usually just in it, and my sister doesn't dare to say anything, but at this time,"

She stared at Xue Wenlong, originally just stubbornly pursed her lips, but she didn't expect that suddenly, her eyes turned red and she burst into tears, "My father just passed away, why did you make a fuss?" Aren't you sad? ā€

"What ?!?!?!?" Xue Wenlong was taken aback, he originally wanted to pull up his body, sat down on the bed softly, and the woman next to him hurriedly supported him, afraid that Xue Wenlong's body would lean back, "Father? Passed away? ā€

The girl in front of him was already in tears, choked and speechless, Xue Wenlong's mind was blank, and at this time he realized that everyone in the room was full of vegetarianism, even the women around him and himself, no exception, no matter who everyone in the room was, their eyes were red.

The woman sobbed and said, "Look, it's still because you're not in good health, you don't even remember your father's death." How good is that," she wept bitterly,

"My son! Your father left you such a son, if you have any three long and two short, I will not live, and I will go directly to Beibi Mountain with the father and son! ā€

Beibi Mountain is the best place for Luoyang Feng Shui, the cemeteries of countless dignitaries and nobles in all dynasties are placed here, this place Xue Wenlong knows, he shook his head, trying to make his head sober a little, but it seems to be useless, his head is getting heavier and heavier, more and more painful, and more and more chaotic.

"Uh," he beckoned to a random maid next to him, "come here, hurry up!" Xue Wenlong said impatiently, "I'll call you!" ā€

It seemed that such a vicious temper was Xue Wenlong's original character, and the maid walked over with courage and cowering, "You say," Xue Wenlong pointed to himself, "What's my name?" ā€

"Uncle, what are you kidding,......" the maid shuddered and forced a smile.

"No kidding, hurry!"

"Uncle, your surname is Xue," the maid looked at the housewife who was sitting next to Xue Wenlong, only to see that the housewife was just wiping her tears, and there seemed to be no intention of stopping it, so she had to bite the bullet and said, Xue Wenlong was relieved to hear this Xue word, fortunately, I am surnamed Xue, "The single name is a pan, and the word Wenlong." ā€

"I'll just say, I'm Xue Wenlong," Xue Wenlong heard the name, he didn't seem to react at first, just nodded, but after a long time, he seemed to understand something, and suddenly, the hairs on his body stood on end, "What?!?!? ā€

"Xue Pan!?"

Is that Xue Pan?! Xue Wenlong's face brushed and turned pale, "Where is this?" Yes, yes, yes" He seemed to be having another epileptic attack, trembling all over, and his voice sounded a perfect vibrato, "Is it Jinling?" ā€

"Yes, uncle."

Xue Wenlong's eyes rolled, and he suddenly fainted, and everyone stepped forward one after another, crying and stroking his chest and back, serving tea and pouring water.

"Uncle, uncle!" It's the maidens who are screaming,

"Brother!" It's my own cheap sister shouting to herself,

"Beauer! My heart! "It's my own cheap mother shouting herself.

What the hell, before Xue Wenlong lost consciousness, he let out a helpless roar of fate, "I actually crossed over to Xue Da Fool's head!" ā€

Crossing, this, this, this, really, it's too fashionable.