"Why am I crying?" I was also puzzled, and raised my hand to touch my cheek. What the hell is going on? Why do I have tears on my face?

"Kid, do you think of something?" Uncle also squatted down and looked up at me.

"I don't know. I just think it's a little weird. As soon as I saw this cottage, I felt like I had been here. And this little Trojan horse, I actually saw its original appearance. It's weird! I stood up and wandered slowly around the hut, my hands gently touching everything in the room.

"Are --- you our --- child?" My aunt stood behind me and stretched out her hand to me.

"Impossible, impossible." I shook my head. I grew up in Wanghu Village, Changqing Town. I have a father and mother who love me. But--- why can't I even remember what my father and mother looked like now? I covered my head with my hands and crouched down, trembling all over. What the hell is going on?

"What's your name, kid?" Uncle gently patted me on the back.

"My name is Aobiao." I wanted to say the name "Aomori", but I blurted out "Aomiao".

"And how old are you?" My aunt looked at me expectantly.

"Thirty-six," I replied casually.

"Can I take a good look at you?" My aunt stretched out her hand to me again. I looked up at my aunt and slowly walked to her side, only to find that my aunt's eyes were cloudy. It turns out that her eyes are not good! I sighed in my heart.

"Daddy, look at him, how much he looks like you when you were young! He's our child! The eldest lady looked at me carefully with cloudy eyes, and her hands tightened suddenly, and she hugged me to her chest. I didn't dare to move, my mind was at a loss.

"What are you talking about?" The uncle rushed to me with a brisk stride. Only then did I realize that his eyes were the same as those of the eldest mother.

"My son!" The uncle screamed and hugged me and my aunt tightly with his arms.

"I --- I ---" I opened my mouth to deny, but I couldn't speak. The "black belt" around the waist became active again. What's wrong with this thing? My hands were held by the aunt and uncle, and I couldn't spare my hands to appease it.

"Oolong Brake! That's right, it's Oolongsha! It's really my son! The eldest lady may have sensed the movement on my waist, pushed me out slightly with both hands, looked down, and screamed again.

"But--- I don't remember anything." As soon as my aunt's hands were released, I was finally able to speak.

"Son, you want to kill your father and your mother!" The uncle wiped the tears from his face and hugged me tightly again, as if he was afraid that if he let go, I would disappear again.

"Son, of course you don't remember. You've just turned one year old when someone steals it. How can you remember! The uncle wept as he spoke. It was sad to see me.

"But--I still find it strange. I don't know what's going on. I always see or dream about strange images. I --- "I opened my mouth to make things clear, but I didn't have a clue.

"No hurry, no hurry. I'm not in a hurry. Come, let my father and mother take a look. "Uncle put his arm around my shoulders and asked me to sit in a small chair. My aunt followed closely behind me.

"Huh? My son was burned by the flames of the Heavenly Demons. No wonder illusions are generated in the brain. it, you get out of the way. Uncle closed his eyes, gently pressed my head with both hands, probed, opened his eyes and waved at the eldest lady behind me.

"Heavenly Demon Flame! Wasn't the Heavenly Demon sealed by the ancient gods under Genting Mountain? Could it be that he broke free from the seal and ran out? The eldest lady listened to the uncle's words, and her face changed. Why does that sound so wrong with me? It's just that the uncle's face is heavy and he doesn't dare to squeak.

"Probably not. Strange, strange, my child's experience is quite strange, there seems to be traces of several lifetimes in my mind, but it has been burned by the flames of the Heavenly Demons, and it has become a little dim and unknown. However, the imprint of this recent life seems to be someone else's, could it be an illusion born of the Heavenly Demon Flame? Uncle was stroking my head and talking to himself.

"Can my son's condition be cured?" The eldest lady was walking back and forth left and right in a hurry.

"Don't be in a hurry. I'm not trying to figure it out. A thin layer of broken water oozed from the uncle's forehead, and I raised my hand and gently wiped it with my sleeve. It was only after this action that I reacted, and it turned out that I had begun to get close to the old man in front of me before I knew it.

"Whew---- it would be nice if there were purple gold bricks." Uncle exhaled slowly, and his hand was taken off my head. It's just that the words "purple gold bricks" sound so familiar to me?

"Isn't the purple brick always in my son's mouth?" When my aunt heard my uncle's words, she immediately came to her senses.

"Oh--you, you, if it's in the mouth of our son, do I need to bother with this god?" The uncle sighed and nagged at the eldest lady.

"I don't believe it. The purple gold brick has always been inseparable from my son, and it is impossible to lose it. Come, son, open your mouth and let your mother see. "Lady raised her hand and moved my head.

"Ah---h

"Oh, it's gone." The eldest lady screamed in disappointment. I raised my hand and touched the tooth in my mouth, and the innermost part on the left turned out to be a gap. Why don't I usually feel anything when I eat?

"Don't think about it, you've been gobbling up food since you were a child, what can a few teeth do!" The eldest lady touched my head.

"Hehe" I smiled embarrassedly at the eldest lady. Yes, I can't chew a few bites of food, and I don't know how many times my parents and wife have told me about this habit. Parents? Wife? My head was clouded again.

"Hehe, this kid - alas--- it's really hard for him. If I had memories of several lifetimes running around in my head, I wouldn't be crazy if I wasn't crazy! Uncle smiled and touched my head again.

"What can I do? You can't let my son live in this world without knowing all the time, right? The eldest lady glared at the uncle, probably because the uncle laughed twice just now.

"What's this? It's rare to be confused in life. It's not so tiring to live in a muddle. Look at our son, he looks worried. I remember all the things of those lifetimes, and that doesn't exhaust our son to death. Hehe. The uncle was quite open-minded, and laughed twice.

"You old thing. You don't care, look at my son's sorrow. Don't you claim that nothing in heaven and earth can trouble you? Hurry up and figure it out. I don't want my son to live his life in such a mess. After listening to the uncle's words, the aunt pulled her face, pointed to the uncle's nose and began to reprimand.

"Good, good. I think of a way, I think of a way. The uncle lowered his head, which was considered to be a mistake for the eldest mother.

"It's okay, I don't remember a lot of things, but I'm okay now. Uncle and aunt, you still don't quarrel over my business. I waved at my uncle and aunt.

"Phew, bah, bah. What an uncle and aunt. You see, it's all your fault. My son still doesn't recognize me as a mother. As soon as the eldest lady heard me call them "uncle, auntie", she immediately squirted a few mouthfuls of saliva at me, turned her head and began to train the uncle again.

"Can I be blamed for this? Even if his memory is restored, he doesn't remember who we are. How old did we raise him? One year old! At that time, he was a little kid who only knew how to eat. And you still think he is disturbing our lives, so you are looking for someone to take him. It's strange that people can remember you! The uncle was not ambiguous, and immediately began to reveal the aunt's old bottom.

"You're --- you--- you're still to blame me! Isn't it because you think he always doesn't sleep at night, and you can't sleep well, that I asked someone to take him? As soon as the eldest mother heard the uncle's words, she immediately became furious.

"Eh---- father, mother, don't quarrel. I remember! I recognize you. I recognize you. "As soon as I saw this, my mind seemed to open up. A vague image flashed out, and it was this pair of living treasures arguing in front of me. It's just that they looked much younger at that time than they do now.

"Oh--- my good son." Auntie--oh-no, it's time to call Niang, and as soon as my mother heard my cry, she immediately gave up arguing with my father, turned her head, and smiled at me.

"Do you really remember the two of us?" My dad didn't seem to believe it yet, staring at me stupidly.

"Just now I had a picture of you and my mother arguing when you were young, and you dropped a teacup. My mother threw a pillow at you. I frowned at my father.

"Hey--- hahaha..... That's right, that's what you kid looked like at the time. My dad laughed and slapped me on the head. Kutong - "I fell straight from the small stool to the ground.

"You, you, you dare to beat my son. I'm not done with you. "As soon as my mother saw my father slap me to the ground, she rushed to my father and punched me in the chest. This scene is really familiar! The scene of me crying with my mouth open immediately shook in front of my eyes, and my little butt pouted, crawled in front of my father's legs, and raised my little hands to hit my father's legs. Well--- shouldn't I recreate what I did? Forget it, how old are we now, and we are all grandfathers. Grandfather! By the way, why don't I just care about reminiscing about the bittersweet memories here with these two elders! What about Aoyama and Xiaobai? Where have they gone?

"Daddy! Mother! Don't make a fuss. Your great-grandson doesn't know where he fell now! I yelled at the two old boys who were making a fuss.

"What? Great-grandson! You're a grandfather! My father and my mother turned their heads and glared at me together.

"Hehe, if what my dad just said is correct, I think it should be true." I smiled awkwardly at the second elder and touched my head.

"Tell my mother what's going on?" My mother let go of the hand that was tugging at my father's shirt, turned around and reached out and grabbed the hem of my chest again. My dad immediately put his head on top of my mother's head and glared at me.

"Well--I don't remember the specifics. The general story is...... "I started with how Aoyama appeared with me, and told my mother and my father about my recent experience succinctly.

"That must be right! It seems that you were indeed burned by the Heavenly Demon Flame to become like this. I didn't expect to be a great-grandmother. This-this--this is terrifying! Am I that old? "My mother's face didn't show the expression I imagined, but a stunned expression. I couldn't help but lament--- is the real thing in front of me my own mother?

"Hehe, yes, yes, I didn't expect two more generations to add to my family. Hehe. My father was overjoyed to hear me, and kept rubbing his two big hands. As soon as I heard my father's words, I began to wonder if I should change my surname, or change my name. I really don't like the name "BIBS"!

"Dad, what was my name before?" I asked in a slur way.

"Hehe, your name was come up with by your father after careful consideration and repeated pondering. Your name --- called Shape Sea Tyrant. How? Isn't it domineering? As soon as my father heard me ask my previous name, he immediately pushed my mother to the side, grabbed my shoulders and puffed up her chest excitedly.

"What?" Did I hear me right? Shape the sea tyrant? My dad couldn't have been a bandit in some part of the ocean, right?

"Che – I knew my son didn't like that name. It also looks like a bandit's name. Son, your mother also gave you a more elegant name, called Xingai Evil, what's the matter? Isn't that a nice name? My mother pulled my dad by the collar and pulled him behind her back and back in front of me.

"Love Blood!" My! How much do you like to kill!

"What kind of love for evil, a big man who calls that name is not laughed at by others. It's like a sea tyrant. Turn it upside down, you think, Ba Hai Shape! My son will be the overlord of Mohai in the future, and this name can show his heroic confidence. "My dad pushed my mom aside again and regained her dominance.

"Why are you so domineering! No, whether it's called Xingai evil or Xinghaiba, you have to let your son choose. "My mother hit my dad hard from the side, but it didn't happen, and she could only spit at my dad constantly. I feel bitter in my heart! What are these names? It's better to call it green seedlings!

"Well--- I said Daddy, you all have good names, but--I don't know how many years I have been called this name, I heard your great-grandson say, I used to be a god in the sky, that must be registered in the sky, and now I change my name, isn't it a bit too much, it's better -- just add a surname in front of my name." I can only come up with such a reason for prevarication.

"Uh--- you are still a god in the sky! I don't know who the current Emperor of Heaven is, whether it's good to speak. If it's hard to talk, it's really hard to do. It seems that this is the only way to go. What was your name before? My father listened to my words and pondered for a while, then looked up at my mother.

"Go and ask the Emperor of Heaven to change his son's name, and I'll just look at it. I can't pull this old face to beg others. Just add a surname before your current name to make your big name. But--from now on, your nickname will be called Evil Child, and that's it. "It seems that my mother still has a very high status at home, otherwise why would my father look at my mother?

"What a demon, then I don't have the same name as you! No, no, the nickname has to be called Ba'er. It's like a man's nickname. "I didn't expect my understanding to be wrong. It turns out that my father wanted to ask my mother to come out and beg someone!

"It seems like that's the case. Oops, I think I've been thinking about this name for a long time, and it's a shame not to use it. "Could it be that my mother's name has the word "blood"? Oh my God, my mother can't be some kind of monster!

"Cui Wuxie, let me tell you, this matter is settled. This god monarch will announce now, my son's name is --- son, what was your previous name? My father straightened his chest and raised his hand to point at my mother. When my mother saw this posture, she immediately lowered her head and muttered something softly. It turns out that my father is the boss in this family! Also--my mother's name is Cui Wuxie, isn't it called "blood"! I was worried in vain.

"Hehe, Dad, my name used to be Qingmiao." I quickly smiled at my dad.

"Okay, my son's name is Xingqingmiao. Alas--- why is this name so awkward! Forget it, I wouldn't call you that anyway. My son's nickname is Ba'er. In the future, your mother and I will call you Ba'er. "My dad has re-planned my life. It seems that we will have to break out of the name in the future to be worthy of the name "Baer"!

"By the way, Ba'er, you just said that my great-grandson fell from the sky, and you fell into this spirit mirror to save my great-grandson, right?" My mother probably wanted to save some of the face she had just lost in front of me, and pulled me from my father to hers.

"Yes, that's right. I don't know how to get out of this magic mirror? "When I heard my mother mention my great-grandson, I couldn't help but feel anxious. This has been pulling with my father and my mother for a long time, and those two children won't be destroyed, right?!

"Hehe, my son underestimated this illusion mirror too much. This spirit mirror is a treasure left by our ancestors, and it is beyond the power of the gods, let alone people. I think that at the beginning, your mother was disheartened because she lost you, and ran to this small cabin where you stayed when you were a child, not wanting to see outsiders again. I tried to persuade her every day, but she just wouldn't come out. At that time, I was sad, I lost my son, and my wife didn't want to see me. I just have more stuff than I can do to make it any better. So I drove away everyone in the Divine Monarch's Mansion and burned our house clean with a fire. As a result, the illusion mirror suddenly appeared and chased me all the way to spank my ass. I had no choice but to run to this hut and hide. I remember that your mother didn't open the door for me at the time, and I got in through that little hole next to me. Later, I don't know what was going on, the spirit mirror opened its mouth and sucked the hut into it along with the things in the house. At first, I tried my best to get out, but it was in vain. Later, I didn't want to think about it at all, so I lived with your mother in this illusion mirror. Unexpectedly, you also fell in today. My dad waved at me. What does this mean? Can't I get out? That--what can Qingshan and Xiaobai do!

"No, no, no, I have to find a way to get out. My two grandchildren don't know what they're crying like. "I walked back and forth around the hut a few times, wondering if I could get out.

"What? Two grandchildren! My father and my mother were shocked when I said "two grandchildren".

"What's wrong? Is there a difference between one and two? "I asked my dad and my mom inexplicably.

"Hehe, no difference, no difference. It's good, it's good. My dad waved his hand at me.

"Well--- Ba'er, how old are my two great-grandchildren?" My mother glanced at my father and asked me with an embarrassed expression.

"It's almost that high. However, one seems to be more than a thousand years old, and the other doesn't know how old he is. "I gestured with my hand at the height of Qingshan and Xiaobai.

"All of them are over a thousand years old!" My mother's jaw seemed to be shocked, and her mouth couldn't close for a while.

"Hehe, this one who is more than a thousand years old is not a grandson. It was made of a small white wolf. However, it's the same as the kiss. Really, it's so cute! I quickly explained to my mother, and I don't know why my father and my mother are always making such a fuss.

"Oh--- so that's it." My mother's mouth finally closed.

"Ba'er, can you tell us about the outside? Your mother and I haven't had a day or night since we were sucked into this illusion mirror, and I don't know how many years have passed. I don't know what has become of the world outside. My dad tugged at my sleeve and let me sit on a small stool with him.

"Is this always the case here?" I lifted my hand and pointed outside. My father and my mother nodded at the same time. No wonder my father and my mother are making such a fuss, and dare not feel the change of time here!

"What should I say about this outside world, isn't it just that there are people everywhere. Oh, by the way, now the gods have also appeared, and these bad guys have caused me to have a home and can't go back! "I just said this, and I saw my father and my mother staring at each other with round eyes and strange expressions.

"Wait, Ba'er, you just said that the gods are bad guys? Is that right? My dad didn't seem to hear me clearly, and raised his hand at me.

"yes, aren't immortals just bad guys. Fortunately, there are now heavenly demons to eliminate harm for the people of the world, so that the people of the world can enjoy peace. If it weren't for ---," I continued to begin to rhetoric.

"Isn't that a fart! It's just nonsense! Before I finished speaking, I saw my father's face swollen and red, and he opened his mouth to scold. I stared at my dad dumbfounded.

"Eh--Dad, aren't the gods bad?" I cautiously asked my dad.

"Your father and your mother are all immortals, do you say we are villains? And yourself, aren't you also a god in the sky, are you also a villain? My dad spat in my face.

"Well--- this--I don't know about this, anyway, that's what the people outside think now. I've never considered myself a god. Others still call me the Heavenly Devil. I wiped my face and muttered a few words at my dad.

"Could it be that the world outside is upside down?" My mother was muttering quietly beside me.

"No, no, the sky is still above, and it's still below." I hastened to deny my mother's speculation.

"Then why did the heavenly demon become a good person, but the immortal became a bad guy?" My mother looked puzzled.

"I don't know. That's what I've always thought anyway. "My mind is a bit of a mess. Who is good and who is bad between the heavenly demons and the immortals, why do you have to distinguish so clearly?

"It seems that this is not the world we used to be. You must have been burned to the other side by the Heavenly Demon Flames. But--- why did this illusion mirror get here? My mother kept talking to herself.

"Ba'er, tell me again how you were burned by this Heavenly Demon Flame in the first place?" My dad pulled my arm.

"I don't remember. But I heard Qingshan--- that is, your own great-grandson, that I was fighting with a villain who caught him, and that villain threw Qingshan from the sky, and I fell into a fire pit with him in order to save Qingshan. I repeated it while thinking about what Aoyama was saying.

"It seems that it is very likely that the Heavenly Demon is restless at the foot of Genting Mountain and has created another world. We are all now in this world created by the Heavenly Demons. As for why the Spirit Mirror came to this world, according to my estimate, this treasure left by our ancestors has already calculated that you will encounter danger in this world, so I am waiting for you here. "My dad seems to be quite confident in his assumptions.

"Then why didn't the Spirit Mirror save Qingshan and Xiaobai?" My dad kind of made the whole thing up. But I didn't believe my father. If what my father said is true, then why didn't the spirit mirror save Qingshan and Xiaobai? If you don't save Xiaobai because Xiaobai is not pro, then Qingshan should always save it, right?

"Well--- I don't know. Forget it, I don't think we need to figure it out that much. This magic mirror can't get out, is it useful for us to entangle those rights and wrongs? Come on, let's have tea. My dad tapped me on the shoulder. But where can I drink tea? Qingshan and Xiaobai, those two children, may still be waiting for me to save them now!

"Bang--" My dad had just raised the teacup to his lips when the cabin shook violently.