"Then do you take me to the hill to see?" After a moment of silence, Zheng Xiangyuan, who had already learned a lesson, suddenly had an IQ.

Oops, the traces there haven't been time to clear them.

The reporter has surrounded him, and it is probably too late to make up for it now.

Looking at the bald head teacher's sudden embarrassment face, Zheng Xiangyuan instantly realized: "It seems... I've really died once..."

He just said, how could the real touch be fake?

The most important thing is that he clearly felt the bone-bone cold and pain.

"Thank you, teacher." Although I don't know how the other party did it, it's better not to ask so many questions at this time.

He already thought that he was an annoying child in his heart, and Zheng Xiangyuan seemed a little cautious after being resurrected.

Hearing this, the bald class teacher waved his hands repeatedly, "It's not me, it's Lin Yingyu."

Just kidding, he dare not take such a great contribution.

"How could it be?" Even Zheng Xiangyuan was obviously surprised when he heard this.

My good friend looks weak and weak, but he always thinks that the teacher is more reliable...

Despite thinking so in his heart, Zheng Xiangyuan still pursed his lips and shakingly bowed to Xuanyu: "Thank you."

I always feel like this guy suddenly becomes a different person.

After looking at this and then the bald head teacher felt that this was not something he could interfere with, and it would be better for two peers to solve it on their own.

"I'll call to notify Mr. Zheng." After so long, the other party was afraid that he would be crazy.

After a while, Xuanyu slowly sat on the grass, and said in a sad tone: "Oh... I had known you were like this, I should have tried to get some Mengpo soup to feed you."

If the amount is small, you won’t forget all the past, at least it’s okay to erase the memories of the recent period.

It is different from the fake and shoddy products in TV series and novels. Even if you drink a bowl of Mengpo soup, you can't stand it.

As for what I can remember later, that is even more impossible!

"So why didn't you do this?" Zheng Xiangyuan murmured while sitting next to his friend with his legs in his arms.

He really wanted to forget all those bad memories...

Even though the wound on his neck had completely healed, the scene of his murder was still playing in his mind.

The knife cuts the texture hard, and there is a strong smell of blood, and... Zhou Liang's nervous smile...

"I always feel that you have the right to know." Xuanyu held his chin: "Don't you think those memories can help you grow quickly?"

Only when she is suffering can she know how to cherish happiness. She was chased after just a few days after her birth. For three years, Xuanyu comforted herself at that time.

"It doesn't matter if your head is gone, just install it again. As long as your soul is still good, there will be no big problems." With the little boy's horrified gaze, Xuan Yu patted his shoulder.

Zheng Xiangyuan: “…”

Listen, it sounds very perverted!

And why can she talk about such a thing so smoothly!!

Zheng Xiangyuan had a fight in teeth: "You have been...well, did you ever do this before?"

He shook his shoulders and shrank his shoulders after trembling.

"Do you behead your head?" Xuan Yu said the most terrifying thing indifferently. He thought for a while: "This kind of injury is too mild, I have never counted it."

Zheng Xiangyuan: "???"

Without worrying about being afraid, Zheng Xiangyuan felt that his views were subverted: "So is this kind of thing actually very common??"

"Yes." Xuanyu answered for granted: "What do you think?"

"Okay, it seems to be..." No matter how much IQ increases, it will not change. Soon Zheng Xiangyuan was fooled.

There is no way, when someone told her to say this, her expression was so calm.

The matter of life and death was as simple as eating and drinking water in her mouth, which made Zheng Xiangyuan start to wonder if he was making a big deal.

Just being wiped with my neck, it seems that it is really no big deal.

As the only normal person present, the bald head teacher hid aside with his cell phone tightly in his arms.

Can it be so comforting??

I always feel that this little boy has received some wrong information and has begun to fall apart.

Serious humans really cannot be resurrected from the dead, hey!

Although Zheng Xiangyuan's fear of death was much smaller under the suffocating consolation of the Xuanyu, some of the harm could not be compensated in an instant.

For example, betrayal.

If it continues to develop according to normal logic, even if Zheng Xiangyuan is optimistic in the future, he will not be able to open his heart to Xuanyu and others other than his close relatives.

Even those who regard themselves as mothers can kill their own lives for money. Who else in this world can trust?

Seeing the sadness and depression in the eyes of my friend, Xuanyu frowned slightly: "It's just a woman who has taken care of you for several years. She is so hypocritical. Why are you trying to make things difficult for yourself because of her?"

The taste of betrayal is indeed uncomfortable, so if it were Xuanyu, if someone else hurt her three points, she would have to give the other party seven points!

"Even you..." As if he noticed something, Zheng Xiangyuan widened his eyes slightly: "So what happened to the people who betrayed you later?"

"..." Of course, they are all dead, what else can we do?

I felt that this was a bit bloody, so Xuanyu tried to be tactful: "I won't give the other party this opportunity."

With eyes facing each other, he captured the murderous intent that flashed deep in the eyes of his friend. Zheng Xiangyuan's heart jumped up wildly.

I must be obedient in the future and must not be caught by her at all!

ah.

Human cubs are really fragile...

Just as the little boy was screaming wildly in his heart, Xuanyu suddenly thought of a solution, turned his head, and she suddenly asked: "In your heart, is your biological mother important, or is your nanny important?"

"Of course it's my mother's important." Zheng Xiangyuan didn't want to.

It’s not a natural ungrateful wolf. What’s fake is fake after all and will never become real.

Maybe he would have some illusion by chance, but that was only occasionally.

"That's all." Xuanyu looked at the ghost messenger who was grinning behind his ears with joy: "Can you help me find someone in the underworld?"

Didn’t it mean that the little boy’s biological mother died early? If he died but was not reincarnated, it would have no effect at all.

"Pack to me!" An excellent dog-legged person not only needs excellent business skills, but also needs to know how to observe his or her expressions.

I knew that the one who could take out the ginseng fruit must be a golden thigh, so the ghost man didn't feel bitter or tired at this time: "At most half an hour, I'll be back soon!"

"What, what does it mean?" Seeing the man suddenly appear and leave, and carefully pondering the conversation between the two, some guess was about to emerge, and Zheng Xiangyuan trembled.

Seeing this, Xuanyu smiled: "With the real one, you won't be sad for that fake one, right?"

Looking at her blankly, Zheng Xiangyuan didn't even know that he was crying.

The colorful clouds in the evening were so beautiful that they were almost eroded. The black fish sat there, with yellow leaves and dead branches behind them.

After imprinting this scene in his mind, Zheng Xiangyuan secretly decided that whenever his friends need it, he would be fine to return his life!

An hour later, under the boy's nervous expression, a woman who looked only in her twenties and in her prime slowly walked out of the corridor.

Although the little boy's facial features have grown a lot, the woman, Gu Ling, suddenly recognized that she was born after ten months of pregnancy and had to go through hardships.

On the road to the underworld, Gu Ling, who had already learned from the ghost messenger what was going on, wanted to tear Aunt Zhou, who was an accomplice, to pieces.

As for the husband who is not sure about others, hehe.

Did she even want to mention it?

After so many years, the business has become bigger and bigger, and people have become more and more arrogant!

Squeezing all kinds of messy thoughts in his heart, Gu Ling waved to his son with a smile: "Xiang Yuan."

"Mother!"

——

He had no idea that his son had escaped danger. When Zheng Guanghui hurried to Xiaohuang Mountain, he was already surrounded by reporters.

Seeing those who kept taking photos and even broadcasting live, remembering their appearance one by one, Zheng Guanghui almost bleeded his palms.

A group of sewer mice!

Although the police tried their best to protect the scene, the scene had been destroyed long ago due to the trouble of countless reporters. They had only had time to send the raincoats worn by the murderer back for inspection.

He was led to the crime scene by the police. When Zheng Guanghui saw the lake-like blood on the ground, he was buried for a moment and almost couldn't stand firm.

After stepping forward to support the employer in time, Liu Zhiqiang's heart also sank again and again.

With such a large amount of bleeding, I am afraid that people have already...

"Are you sure it was left to the original?"

Seeing that the richest man, who has always been calm and calm on TV or newspapers, now his voice is hoarse and hardly able to speak. Although he feels sympathy, the police nodded: "I have experienced it."
To be continued...