Immortality Cultivation Era

Say something that no one believes.

The three sons of the old woman.

Boss, second child, Yao'er.

They lived on the mountain of Ammon.

One of them is in the local county.

This seems to be a very ironic thing.

After all, when Gao Ge watches the movie with the vision of the demon soul.

Except for the final closing climax.

No bedding in front of them saw the figures of the three sons.

The Analects of Confucius said: He is also filial to his brother, and those who are good at committing crimes are wise; those who are not good at committing crimes, but those who are prone to chaos, have nothing.A gentleman is a business man, and he is an independent student.Those who are filial piety are the foundation of benevolence.

The translation of this sentence is actually very simple.

A filial person will not commit, will not commit, and will not make chaos. Filial piety is the foundation of a gentleman, and it has stood up at all. Naturally, he will feel the avenue.Filial piety is the foundation of the "benevolence" that saints respect.

Unfortunately.

Now this world.

Most of the time, it's counterproductive!

Everyone knows that Baishan is the first. When people are young, they don’t know how many times they have written in the composition. How can they slowly forget it as they grow older?The son was not a godfather, and the three children had tossed like this. If the old woman had no reason at all, Gao Ge could not believe it.

But the old woman was dead and everything turned to dust.

It is no longer meaningful to go back to the roots and discuss why these three people became like this.

Gao Ge just wants to do what he should do.

wrong.

In fact, he didn't need to do anything, let the black cat do it.

suddenly.

Gao Ge stopped.

"Let's go like this and kill them, it's meaningless." Gao Ge said.

The black cat growled in his mouth.

Probably angry, thinking that what Gao Ge said before, all wanted to deceive himself.

Gao Ge certainly won't do such a boring thing.

He just suddenly thought of something more interesting.

So he called Tang Yashi.

"Let the demon come over..."

...

Lu Zhong's life is very happy.

Forty-two years old.

A daughter, a son.

It happened to be a word of "good", both children and sons.

His wife Xianhui, at least, he thinks so.

It's just that the children are too young.

Lu Zhong was married only about thirty years old. His daughter is nine years old this year, and his son is only five years old this year.

Learning is still very good.

However, as he grows older, he starts to feel anxious, otherwise he will not lose a lot of hair.

In terms of career, there is nothing to improve. Although it is a public institution, but it is only five or six thousand yuan a month, it seems that the younger son is about to go to elementary school, and the house he lives in is obviously not good. Room, the area can not be too big, but the location must be good, this is also the wife of the family who has been talking about it every few days.

This is probably what is often said on TV...

middle age crisis.

midnight.

Lu Zhong woke up suddenly, as if he had a nightmare, but he could not remember exactly what he saw in the dream.This phenomenon is actually very rare, after all, this is a state of awakening.

He took a long sigh of relief, adjusted his mood, and lay down again, trying to continue sleeping.

But this was turned over and over, but I couldn't sleep anymore.

Like a thorn in my heart.

"I said you can't sleep anymore? Get out of bed if you don't sleep!" The wife next to him was already impatient.

Lu Zhong thought about it, climbed out of bed, walked out of the room, turned on the living room lights, sat on the sofa, took a cigarette case from the coffee table and lit a cigarette for himself. After thinking about it, he stood up and walked to the window. Before, open the window.

He had no such habit before.

But since the wife is pregnant and has children at home, the number of cigarettes smoked has decreased. Even if you smoke, you are lying in front of the window, or you turn on the cooker hood at home, fearing that your children will get second-hand smoke.

This is probably the transformation that happened after parenting.

The weather tonight is not very good.

There is no star moon.

When the window opened, a cold wind blew in.

"It seems that there will be rain tomorrow!" Lu Zhongxin thought secretly.

After smoking a cigarette, he quickly pulled the window up.

For such a short while, he couldn't help but shudder, and he couldn't help feeling weird. When was the weather of Pashan changed so strangely.

He stuffed his cigarette butts in the ashtray and went to the toilet, intending to go back to bed again.

At the moment when the lights were turned off, he suddenly discovered that there was a shadow in the corner of the living room.

"Who is it!" Lu Zhong's first reaction was not fright, but anger.

There are still little thieves who don't know what to do and dare to come to their homes to be gentlemen on the beam?

Thinking of the two children sleeping in the bedroom, without thinking about it, he picked up a chair beside him and threw it towards the corner.

Then he quickly turned his face and turned the light back on.

When he turned around again, there was already a person standing in front of him.

"You... the same day you hit me that way..."

Lu Zhong looked at the person in front of him.

like a statue.

Like a sculpture.

Finally, after a long time, his body trembled slightly.

Both legs are trembling non-stop.

Finally, his legs were soft and his ass sat on the ground.

The old woman standing in front of him, with a calm smile on her face, looked down at him from the top.

Lu Zhong wanted to yell, but when he opened his mouth, he found that he couldn't make any sound at all, as if something had flown into his throat.

The old woman squatted slowly, stretched out the dry hand, and put it gently on Lu Zhong's head.

"When I was young, I used to catch lice for you, that's it..."

One.

One.

Remove the few hairs on Lu Zhong's head.

One by one, there was blood permeating outside.

Lu Zhong wanted to resist, this was his survival instinct, but he was surprised to find that this time, his body could not move, as if he had been given a body-setting technique.

The old woman's hand continued.

"Look, you don't wash your hair every day, so many lice!"

On the ground, it was full of black hair.

Blood flows from his head to his face.

Like a watermelon pierced with countless small holes.

This amount of bleeding is really amazing.

Gradually.

The scene in front of Lu Zhong changed.

The wrinkles on the old woman's face are slowly disappearing.

Time seems to be back more than thirty years ago.

He was sitting on the little bench, and the old woman was sitting on a slightly higher chair.

He was naughty and wanted to run, but he was caught by his mother and he was not allowed to move.

"Good boy, it'll be fine soon."

The sound is real.

Looking at the familiar face.

Lu Zhong burst into tears suddenly.

"mom, Mom, Mom……"