"It would be great if the ghost fog was also eaten..."

Perhaps your spiritual range will be improved to a greater level.

Unfortunately, I was taken back by the power of the thriller game.

[Your brain is filled with relief, don't worry, brothers will find this place sooner or later!]

It's about five o'clock to six o'clock.

Shi Qian was lying on the bed and heard the sound of the door being opened outside, and rustling sounds came from the main hall.

Obviously, Wang Xiaoniao's mother Zhang Cuirong has woken up.

However, taking care of several children, she prefers to sleep in, and her movements are very light.

As if I was lifting something, the door latch was pulled open and then closed, and Zhang Cuirong went out.

Zhang Cuirong, wearing gray clothes, carried farm tools and walked towards her own fields.

Getting up early has always been a habit for villagers.

She didn't notice that there was a darker ball hidden behind her than the shadow.

At this time, there was no one on the bed in the side room at home.

Shi Qian followed Zhang Cuirong all the way and crossed the road until he arrived at a vegetable field. Shi Qian stood in the woods next to him, and the morning dew around him slightly wet the corners of his clothes.

The ground was a little cold early in the morning.

Soon, among the distant mountains, a red sun that penetrated the mist gradually rose.

Some villagers who got up early began to appear in the village one after another.

Zhang Cuirong raised her bent over to work, smiled and nodded with the familiar villagers who came over, but did not speak.

Then she turned her head and looked into the poplar forest beside her. There was nothing else except the chirping birds and the local chickens that were going out to peck at them.

"I don't know what time Xiao Niu and his friends will sleep until. These children don't like breakfast and are not afraid of getting stomach problems with hunger."

...

"Dongdongdongdongdong."

The old wooden door was locked from the inside.

"Who is it?"

The vigilant voice of Subeiqiao came out through the door.

"It's me." Shi Qian curled his lips helplessly.

"Say the password!"

But the Subei Bridge behind the door still did not relax.

"Say you*"

"Squeak..." Su Beiqiao looked proudly at Shi Qian, who was constipated outside the door.

"It's not bad, I didn't expect that after a few years, you still remember the password we set when we covered each other."

Shi Qian ignored him and walked around and straight into the room.

Actually, it was when I was living in the dormitory.

In order to prevent being caught by the dormitory manager from skipping classes and playing games at night, Su Beiqiao came up with such a bad idea, which was to ask the password of the knocker.

At that time, he asked Shi Qian what answers were better.

Shi Qianyuan just thought he was mentally retarded, so he scolded him and said, "Your mother..."

Then this guy regarded it as the real "door opening" password.

...

When he arrived at the bedside, Wang Xiaoniao's overall condition was much better than last night.

The breathing becomes even.

It looks like a sleeping person.

But he was squeezed into a small corner, which was originally a single bed, so the large empty and wrinkled sheets were obviously all the sleeping positions of Subei Bridge.

Fortunately, the single beds in the countryside are much larger than those in rental houses in the city.

Not particularly crowded.

"How long will it last for his state? Brother Qian, it's dawn. It's time for a while. Auntie is coming to call us."

Su Beiqiao gently closed the wooden door and confirmed that the curtains were also pulled. Then he walked to Shi Qian and asked nervously.

After all, this is Wang Xiaoniao's home. If this guy doesn't wake up like that.

Then Su Beiqiao really feels guilty.

I even ate chicken and fish cooked by my aunt yesterday.

This is what makes Subei Bridge the most tangled.

You said you had a good meal together yesterday, but after you slept with his son all night, his son fell into a coma. Even if Subeiqiao jumped into Huangpujiang, it would be impossible to wash it clearly.

However, Shi Qiandao did not have as much thought as he did, at most he would blame Su Beiqiao and Wang Xiaoniu for being tired of playing games.

This is normal.

However, Shi Qian thought that the sooner Wang Xiaoniao woke up, the faster the progress would be, so he took advantage of Zhang Cuirong's work in the field to see Wang Xiaoniao's condition.

Shi Qian walked to the bedside.

Just as he was about to use the ghost to enter Wang Xiaoniao's body again to investigate.

Wang Xiaoniao's eyelids, which had been closed, suddenly moved slightly.

Su Beiqiao immediately looked excited and said quickly: "Brother Qian, look, Xiao Niao is about to wake up!"

Shi Qian nodded, and the shadow under his feet calmed down.

"Well..." Wang Xiaoniao finally opened her eyes and had a long dream.

In my dream, it was one night. I climbed a ladder to the roof, sat on the eaves, and sat next to me a man who looked 70% or 80% like his father.

A gentle smile on his face.

Extend his hand.

Although Wang Xiaoniao had never seen his grandfather, and there was not even a photo of his grandfather, the moment the man smiled at him.

He had already confirmed that it was his grandfather!

"Brother Qian! I had a dream!" Wang Xiaoniao climbed up suddenly.

However, an amazing scene happened.

He bounced up and crashed into the ceiling heavily. Apart from his head, his only body was hanging in the air.

Shi Qian and Su Beiqiao were stunned.

"Damn it, Brother Qian, look! Is this the Superman you mentioned?" Su Beiqiao pointed at Wang Xiaoniao's shaking body and said in surprise.

Shi Qian wanted to laugh, but looking at Wang Xiaoniao's attitude at this moment, he forced himself to hold it back.

When this guy got up just now, he felt that the qi and blood surging in Wang Xiaoniao's body were very powerful.

He had just woken up and couldn't control it for a moment.

It seemed that the curse power in the original blood had all merged into his body.

"Help...help me! Pooh!"

On the ceiling, Wang Xiaoniao's muffled voice came, and she seemed to have eaten some brick dust.

Shi Qian shook his head, stepped on the bench, and pulled it out.

"Crazy."

A burst of gravel fell to the ground, and Wang Xiaoniao's head was covered in red bricks and gray, and she spitted hard for a few mouthfuls.

"Damn, what's wrong with me?" Wang Xiaoniao stretched out her hands, then lowered her head, and looked at her body blankly.

His strength became surprisingly large.

The surging curse was contained in every corner of his body.

Su Beiqiao suddenly became serious: "You have finally woken up, Comrade Xiaoniao, after we transformed you last night, you are now a qualified superman!"

Hearing Brother Beiqiao's words, Wang Xiaoniao was a little dull. He raised his cheeks with a drowsy nose and asked red, "Brother Beiqiao, what is Superman?"

"Superman is a character in the story you, Qian Ge, made up for me. He can do everything from heaven to earth! Oh, by the way, I hate green stones the most!" Su Beiqiao said while looking at Shi Qian with inquiring eyes.

This was what Shi Qian told him when they were having barbecue chatting.

But the general story is all from Erchuang.

"I still don't understand, but I hate green too!" Wang Xiaoniao climbed up from the ground with a gentle foot.
To be continued...