Kong Sang didn't have much reaction to Chen Shiyu's sudden two names, the former one.
After all, his previous life spanned the Ming Dynasty, Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China. Yao Guangxiao seemed to be the beginning of his previous life.
It’s just... hosted by Lanruo Temple?
Lanruo Temple?
Isn't that the building in the fantasy novel "A Chinese Ghost Story"?
Although in reality, there is indeed Lanruo Temple.
Kong Sang shook his head and glanced at Zhao Yuecheng.
The latter understood it, and his hand holding the wolf-tooth knife tightened slightly, and the murderous aura on his body gradually emerged.
Kong Sang looked at Wang Youchao:
"Xiaochao, you haven't recovered yet, please step back first."
"Xiao Cheng, let a great immortal protect him."
Obviously, Kong Sang planned to capture Chen Shiyu first.
Chen Shiyu, who saw all this, was not surprised, but showed a playful smile:
"Well, I have to say that if the four of you join forces, I will indeed have a headache."
"Especially...the executioner."
"I have been observing your strength. In the resentful world of many infant ghosts, you are able to lift a knife and drop it without the executioner's strength."
"The current situation, haha..."
"So, do you think I won't have the means to squeeze the bottom of the box in today's showdown?"
As he said that, the surroundings and even the entire factory began to shake at this moment.
It was as violent as a magnitude five or six earthquake, and deep cracks began to appear on the ground!
Kong Sang and others quickly retreated.
However, they saw that the ground in front of them was constantly rising. Under the hilly hills, familiar figures appeared in front of Kongsang and others.
It was those people who were kidnapped from the First People's Hospital.
Whether it's doctors, nurses, or patients, everyone has a smile that looks like intoxication.
The weirdest thing is that their smiles carry a sense of satisfaction that is not coerced by anyone.
It's as if...as if they are going through a very happy process?
However, their bodies were limp, as if they were in a vegetative state. They obviously had breathing and expressions, but they were like puppets, completely controlled by vines as thick as their arms.
If you look closely, you can see that the bleeding part is actually a parasitic thorn penetrated by vines!
Kong Sang's eyes flashed coldly:
"Are you threatening to use hostages?!"
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"Threat?" Chen Shiyu raised his eyebrows and showed a playful smile: "It seems that you don't understand the charm brought by the Eight Immortals Fragrance at all."
"The incense of eight immortals is produced by diluting the extract of immortal grass."
"In the world created by the Everlasting Grass, they can do anything."
"Note, I said...anything!"
"Perhaps, in your opinion, what I gave them was just some unrealistic fantasies."
"But... you might as well see for yourself..."
As he spoke, Chen Shiyu's body began to decompose!
Along with this, staff members wearing beak masks appeared beside her.
These people were holding fire spray-like devices in their hands.
"Hiss..."
A sudden dark green mist instantly enveloped the surrounding area.
Although everyone was alert and even held their breath, these mist seemed to be able to penetrate through the pores of the skin.
Following a burst of inexplicable dizziness, the discomfort that seemed to be somewhere between a dream and reality made people dizzy.
…
"Son, son."
"Get up, you're going to be late."
Kong Sang woke up due to some unfamiliar calls and a gentle push.
The dazzling sunlight made Kong Sang blink, and with a slight daze, Kong Sang could clearly see the person in front of him.
This is a woman with a plump face and figure, and she looks very kind-faced from the facial features.
"Son, what's wrong?" The woman couldn't help but said, "Don't be stunned, get up soon."
"We have an exam today, have you forgotten?"
With that said, the woman turned around and hurriedly left the room.
Kong Sang covered his head and sat up.
Amid a slight migraine, the memories in my mind seemed to begin to change.
"Mother?"
For a moment, Kong Sang suddenly felt an indescribable warmth.
He got dressed and looked at himself in the mirror.
My appearance...seems a little younger?
Was this in high school?
Kong Sang looked at his arms and then at his cheeks. There were no scars left by the long battle.
Even the skull mark left on the hand by the watchman job agency was gone.
And the hideous scars left on the body due to the terrible blood test when I was young have disappeared without a trace!
It was as if... all the evidence of the miserable life he had experienced in reality had completely disappeared.
"Chen Shiyu!" Kong Sang's eyes gradually turned cold: "Do you think using this kind of illusion can make me let you go?!"
However, Kong Sang's answer was only a burst of laughter.
"Kongsang, you don't have to rush to define it for me."
"This world will not harm you."
"Eternal grass is a thing that helps living people in ancient Korean mythology. This will not change."
"You can go out and take a look first."
"When you finish reading it, it won't be too late to settle the accounts."
Tadu@ Kong Sang frowned, turned around and opened the door.
The decoration and layout of the house, which is about more than 80 square meters, is not very exquisite, but it can be seen that the decoration is very warm, and this is because of the care.
At this time, a man in a suit was watching the news on his mobile phone at the dining table.
The man looked like a standard father.
Some are serious, some are strict, but there is no trace of concern for the children in their eyes.
The woman smiled and put the hot breakfast on the table.
"Kong Sang, go and wash up quickly, and then come over for dinner."
At this moment, the woman raised her head.
The eyes that looked at Kong Sang were filled with concern without any impurity.
Such a look shocked Kongsang's heart.
He hurried into the bathroom and washed his face with cold water.
"Huh...huh..."
Kong Sang looked at himself in the mirror.
Just for a moment!
Just that look!
Do you... do you want to cry?
Even though he knew that the parents in front of him were fake, that look in his eyes...that look didn't seem fake.
That real feeling!
That warm feeling!
It's like...it's like being addicted!
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In just that moment, Kong Sang felt that he couldn't live without that look.
Then, Kong Sang took a deep breath, turned around and left the bathroom.
The woman asked with some concern: "Son, are you awake?"
"You look terrible."
"Or is there too much pressure to study?"
"Yes, I'm in my senior year of high school now."
"Hey, don't push yourself too hard. Your parents don't have high requirements for you. As long as you live a happy life, that's all."
But the man smiled and waved his hand: "He is also in high school and has his own little secret."
"As a mother, don't ask in such detail."
"If my son feels uncomfortable, he will tell us."
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With that said, the man put down the news on his phone, peeled a hard-boiled egg for Kong Sang, and cut off the porridge that the woman was about to hand to Kong Sang.
"You, today is a mock test for the senior year of high school."
"If you let your son drink porridge at this time, do you hope that his head will be a mess when he takes the exam?"
The woman laughed dumbly: "You are a materialistic person, but you are very superstitious at this time."
"In that case, I'll just make noodles. The first mock test will go smoothly."
With that said, the woman went to work in the kitchen again.
Kong Sang looked down at the eggs in the bowl, his eyes red for a moment.
This is a very contradictory feeling.
He clearly knew that everything he was going through now was a trap dug by Chen Shiyu for himself.
But...when he thought about his high school days, when he had no relatives and had to rely on a meager subsidy from the government to survive, Kongsang couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness.
The bits and pieces that I had deliberately forgotten came flooding in at this time.
He clearly remembered that even in the most important time of the senior year of high school, as long as other children had the ability, they would always feed and clothe them.
But I... can only buy a 50-cent steamed bun from the old shop downstairs.
Even the cheapest bean paste buns are something he can’t bear to part with!
During lunch, the rest of the students either went home to eat or heated up the lunch boxes brought by their parents.
But he ate in the cafeteria which was not rich.
In fact, in order to save living expenses, not to mention meat dishes, even vegetables with a bit of oily starch are not willing to buy them.
Because of the money saved, I need to buy tutoring materials for senior high school students!
Later, the old lady at the bun shop felt sorry for herself and told herself that she could make some lard rice.
But... serious pork chop is very expensive, so he settled for the next best thing and went to the market to ask the boss for the daily sporadic pig meat!
Then, after taking the meat home, he fried it into lard.
But in fact... this kind of sewage lard is very fishy and unpalatable, and it is completely different from the delicate lard cooked by a serious cooker.
Not to mention it has no fragrance at all.
But even with such oil, add a little salt, a little soy sauce, and mix it with white rice, it was already a rare meal for me at that time.
Kong Sang even remembered that when he made this kind of lard for the first time, he happily ate two bowls of rice.
But maybe it was because my stomach couldn't stand such a diet, so I had diarrhea several times that day.
As for the eggs…
At that time, he couldn't even think about it.
He also hopes to be subsidized by part-time work.
But once I arrived, I was still young.
Secondly, the pressure to study at that time was too great.
He knew clearly that the only way for him was to take the college entrance examination, so he was reluctant to spend all his time working.
Just like that... At that time in high school, I was still disliked by some gangsters in my class.
They took away their frugal money, but they didn't even have a parent who wanted to file a complaint.
"despair……"
A tear suddenly fell into the bowl.
The man was stunned and said quickly: "Son, you...why are you crying?"
"What's wrong?"
"Is someone bullying you in the class?"
"Tell dad and dad will seek justice for you!"
Tadu@ Kong Sang raised his head, with red eyes and a smile that seemed both sad and happy.
"No, Dad."
"I'm fine..."
As he spoke, Kong Sang put the warm eggs in the bowl into his mouth.
For the first time, Kong Sang suddenly felt that...it turns out that an egg can be so fragrant...