The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

‘Master, I want to go above the longevity and be happy forever! ’

‘I’m repairing...well, Sushui... Tai, Tai Xuan Dao...’

‘Crossover! ’

On the hospital bed, the young man who was getting a drip suddenly opened his eyes, and looked around with some doubts.

Where is this?

hospital?

Yes, I seem to have been hit by a truck... It seems that I had a long, long dream when I was asleep, but I couldn't remember too much for a while...

"hiss!"

Just about to move, there was a tingling pain in my chest, and I didn't know how many ribs I had broken.

But in the end, there is a blessing if you survive a catastrophe, and it is more important to get your fate back.

The window was open, the curtains were gently swaying in the breeze, and the ticking of instruments in the room made him feel strange.

The bottom of my heart is empty, for some reason, my eyes can't help but flush...

What's wrong with me?

"Well, boy, do you want to ring the bell for you?"

Suddenly a greeting came from the side, and Yang Jian turned his head to look at the old man on the bed next door.

This old man looks a little kind, what?

"Uncle Trouble..."

"No trouble, no trouble, how can this little thing be regarded as trouble?"

The uncle on the side responded with a smile, and rang the bell on the side of the bed. A nurse rushed over immediately outside.

Yang Jian blinked and lay there honestly, looking at this...

Damn it, is there a star face in the current hospital care? This white-toothed, Qiong-nosed, Dan-feng, eyes, melon-seeded cheek and pointed chin, is definitely a fairy-level existence.

Yang Jian glanced at her badge subconsciously.

Chu Qian?

This name is a bit familiar, but it feels a little kind inexplicably.

Some embarrassed laughed, guessing that he hadn't seen a beautiful woman.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable? You can tell me in detail."

This service attitude...

Wouldn't he be sent to a private hospital by his parents? Will the medical card be reported here? If you knew there would be a car accident, you can buy medical insurance in advance.

"I'm a little bit uncomfortable."

The nurse sister asked softly: "Do you feel dizzy or vomiting?"

"Not this one."

"Well!" A soft cough came from the side, and another girl in a white coat walked over on high heels.

Could this be a cosmetic surgery hospital?

Why are female doctors and nurses so pretty? The point is, how come I feel that I have seen them more than once... Is it possible that I am dreaming now?

Yang Jian secretly squeezed his thigh, but fortunately, the doctor in charge with glasses had a rather cold expression.

This is in line with Yang Jian's normal understanding of the hospital.

"Director Kong, the patient is already awake."

"Am I blind? Go and notify his family, and leave the hospital when you are ready."

Discharged?

"Doctor, I seem to have a broken bone..."

"Really?" Director Kong sneered a little at the corner of his mouth. "You will not only break your bones, but also endocrine disorders and neurological disorders."

"doctor……"

Just as Yang Jian was about to argue a few words about his health, he suddenly became a little confused, and he passed out in a daze.

Vaguely, he heard the sound of dialogue on the side.

"Sure enough, it's still too weak, but it's not a big problem. In a few hours, he will wake up a second time, and his memory will be restored by then. Let everyone not be too impatient."

Time?

What age is this counting method?

What happened to the memory? Brother memory...why there are so many things in my mind...

With a soft groan, Yang Jian passed out completely.

When he opened his eyes again, his parents' haggard faces appeared in the line of sight, making Yang Jian a little relieved.

It's just that he recalled the fuzzy dream he had just had, and didn't know what was going on for a while.

Then, under the treatment of the cold-hearted and kind-hearted Director Kong, he was alive and kicking in just half a month, and he was miraculously discharged from the hospital.

But from time to time, there will be figures and paragraphs of words in his mind, which makes him confused, but he can only feel that he was hit by a truck.

Worrying second half of life.

It may be that I really answered that sentence, there will be blessings if you don't die.

Within a few months after being discharged from the hospital, Yang Jian found out that he had all kinds of small adventures-most of them came across some particularly beautiful girls inadvertently.

On several other occasions, he almost couldn't control his actions and wanted to hug him directly...

"You got knocked out, right?"

Yang Jian sighed weakly and lay on his back on his little bed, listening to the ticking of the clock on the side, and yawning tiredly.

At dinner, Yang Jian accidentally discovered that his parents' expressions were quite solemn.

"Son, my father may want to be honest with you today," the father sighed earnestly, and the mother beside him touched a tear in silence.

what's the situation?

"What's the matter? Dad, you have something to say."

"Dad, after having you on a business trip, I made a mistake that a man would make... A few days ago, your half-sister came here, and I must be honest with your wife."

Yang Jian shuddered, winking desperately at the old man, but the latter just sighed.

"Come out, girl."

"Hey!"

The bedroom door on the side was pushed open, and a certain girl with a ponytail and a student skirt jumped out impatiently, her delicate face full of excitement.

Yang Jian was a little surprised at first, and then suddenly stunned.

He seems to be familiar with...

The father said solemnly: "This is your brother... calling someone."

"Oh, brother!" The girl yelled sweetly.

Yang Jian said anxiously, "Hey, hey... Dad, what are you doing? Mom is still here!"

"Son, I'm actually sorry for your mother as a mother. Before marrying your dad, I already had a daughter... child, come out too."

The door of the bathroom was pushed open, and a beautiful young lady wearing a cheongsam bowed her head out with a little blush on her face.

"This is your half-sister. Her name is Xiao Qingqing. Call someone."

"I called... Sister?"

"Well," the young lady gently trimmed her hair beside her ear, and quietly walked to the dining table.

The father on the side sighed again, "Actually..."

"Dad, what other mistakes did you make?" Yang Jian's lips trembled, "Say it all at once."

"Oh, I actually ordered a few baby kisses for you, and it just so happens that I came here today...all of them come out."

When the balcony opened, San Dao Qianying came with a bit of shame, and the corners of Yang Jian's mouth twitched slightly, his head turned black, and he couldn't help passing out.

Frightened, they turned pale, and hurried over to check his soul condition.

Finally, it took more than half a year before Yang Jian sorted out all his memories.

He really didn't expect that Master Xuandu was not yet a real body, and that Xuanye could come up with such a method...

Before he was about to fall, he recreated the universe and opened up the eternal kingdom of God into an infinite universe, Xuan Du desperately protected his true spirit.

Then Qingqing later cultivated this strand of true spirit, and reverted it back through the passage left when Xuantu took him to the prehistoric land back then, and traced it back thousands of years.

Xuan Ye stayed on the earth to arrange, and with his own calculations and deductions, he reproduced the imprint of Heavenly Dao printed on the jade disc of good fortune.

Three Emperors and Five Emperors, Xia, Shang and Zhou, Qin and Han...

And secretly spread the Taoist heritage, leaving many Taoist allusions.

Even in the Ming Dynasty, the Taoist Huanglong also used the pseudonym Wu Chengen and wrote the ‘Blueprint of Heaven’s Path’ of the Westward Journey catastrophe that the prehistoric failed to complete; the same was done for the catastrophe of the Conferred Gods, but Bai Ze’s pseudonym Chen Zhonglin was ghostwriting.

And his three wives, Qingqing, Zixia, Kong Xuan, and Chu Qi, are looking for a trace of his remnant spirit in every corner of the universe...

He waited until the Great Master Xuandu found the earth and threw the true spirit of Dubi into the reincarnation of life, and Yang Jian was born as a youth without mole.

For more than 20 years when Yang Jian grew up, Xuan Ye and Ao Xinke had been quietly lurking.

When the car accident occurred, Xuan Du had led away the soul of Yang Jian, a young man without moles. When Yang Jian's body was still warm, Xuan Ye and others hurriedly showed up and gathered.

Pour into Yang Jian's repaired soul, and heal his injuries immediately...

In this way, he came alive again.

It's a pity that Yang Jian no longer has the strength to return to the wild, and can only rely on the "relief" of a few ladies to barely be able to live forever.

Soon after Yang Jian recovered his memory, Xuan Ye left.

He was going to wander in the universe, to see if he could find a way back to the great famine, and he also agreed that finding a way would leave a mark on Yang Jian.

When Xuan Ye asked what he had planned afterwards, Yang Jian smiled and said his grand blueprint.

"Make money, buy a big villa, raise the wives, and wait together for the years to grow old."

Xuan Ye laughed a few times and flashed away, never showing up since.

He may have found his way back, or he may have fallen asleep somewhere.

In the dream, this guy is omnipotent.

After Xuan Ye left, Bai Ze and Huang Long joined together and said they were going to explore the secrets of the depths of the universe, and they also took them together. It is estimated that Yang Jian has no serious problems and has been wandering everywhere.

In this universe, it is not just the earth that has creatures.

The long river of true spirits flows through the four-dimensional space, and the true spirits will always find a place to live and reappear.

However, Yang Jian has made a breakthrough in the emotional aspect, looking for an opportunity to formally propose to Qingqing, increasing the number of his wives from three to four.

It is because of insufficient strength, frequent...backache...

This is too shameful for the true gentleman of Erlang.

In fact, there is still a concern in the predecessor, that is, Yang Jian and Xiao Lan's daughter Yang Lian, but Yang Jian also thought that there should be a master and a few saints taking care of her, and she shouldn't be too worried about her.

Why don't you stay in the female college? I have never seen my daughter before, and I feel a little bit regretful in my heart.

Most things in the world are difficult to achieve, and Yang Jian is not too sad.

Ping An is good fortune, and Yang Jian feels deeply about it.

Three years later……

On the white sandy beach of an island somewhere, a few beautiful girls played beach volleyball happily, attracting many onlookers.

In the corner that these people can't see, in the rippling water barrier, Xiao Lan and Qingqing are cuddling with Yang Jian to take a nap, lying under the umbrella and enjoying the quiet afternoon quietly.

Just beside another parasol, Ao Xinke and Feng Wu, dressed in strict fashion, were lying there flipping through fashion magazines; it was not that they were conservative in their thinking, they had actually been pregnant for several months.

Even if they are not afraid of the wind and cold, they can finally get pregnant, they are a hundred times more careful than ordinary people.

Not far behind the four wives, but also within the barrier, in that expensive sea view villa, several women in maid skirts were cleaning and laughing.

In the bedroom of the villa, Zixia was wearing a cartoon nightgown, holding a few unknown comic books, and hiding in the quilt with a ‘guhehe’ smile.

In the small pool on the roof, Kong Xuan and Chu Qi were basking in the sun boredly, discussing how to conquer the surrounding galaxies and establish a new and new Hei Ling Nation.

"By the way, husband..." Qing Qing said suddenly.

Yang Jian raised his head, "Call my husband, Sir."

"Husband~"

The bones were half crisp, Yang Jian smiled and said, "What's the matter?"

"How is that ‘big sister’? When I heard you tell a story before, I never heard you talk about it."

"She," Yang Jian sighed slowly, "It's dead, probably."

Xiao Lan sighed lightly: "It's also a poor man."

"It's just that the sin is too heavy..."

Yang Jian nodded with a smile, did not say much, just held them tighter.

Outside the barrier, Xiao Chan'er, who was a little tired from playing volleyball, greeted, Ting Lan and Cuizhu followed like guardians of the left and right, with a group of obsessive men and women following their eyes, and walked towards the ice drink stand on the roadside.

Xiao Chan'er waved his hand~www.novelmtl.com~ Miss sister, here are three bottles of Happy Water! "

The girl who was holding a book down behind the booth raised her head, blinked a little puzzledly, and asked what is happy water in sign language.

"It's ice coke, coke."

She suddenly realized what she looked like, smiled and put down the book, walked to the back of the bar and started preparing.

A few minutes later, waiting for the three gorgeous girls, laughing and leaving together.

The girl behind the bar stood there for a while, then glanced at the corner of the beach where the barrier exists, and slowly retracted her gaze.

The little nostalgia in her eyes is like her long, disobedient strand of hair, always inadvertently passing through her ears, filling her heart.

Can't tell if it is sour and astringent, or sweet.

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