Tower of Babel

This is indeed a Feng Shui treasure land. Zhang Cheng's family has a long history of Feng Shui, and his ancestors were experts in Feng Shui. It is no problem for them to divide the gold and determine the tomb. It is located in a rocky place. According to the normal method, it takes at least three to five days to chisel out the tomb with a hammer and a chisel. How can Jia Lian wait for so much time?

He asked everyone to retreat to a safe distance, and he jumped up and fired directly. One high-explosive bomb after another hit the ground, starting with the armor-piercing bomb. The jet was used to break a hole in the hard ground, and then the high-explosive bomb was smashed into the hole like a string of cannonballs, thus avoiding large-scale splashing. The deafening explosion sounded continuously, raising countless smoke and stones, and the broken stones collapsed directly into the sky. Zhang Cheng used a four-dimensional shield to make these broken stones pass through his body without any damage, and the direction of the broken stones was also safely controlled until the explosion stopped. Under the stunned eyes of the people, the smoke and dust dissipated, and a large pit with a diameter of 3 meters gradually appeared.

Jia Lian held up the sky with one arm, and the coffin thrown up was like a soul. It suddenly hovered in the air on the way down, and shouted "fall". The coffin slowly descended and landed steadily in the pit. Then he waved his hand and shouted "build"

Then I saw the curtain bricks flying up from the car. No one built the tomb, the bricks built themselves, and no one mixed the mud, the cement came by itself. The heavy stone components of the memorial archway and tombstone also flew up automatically and were assembled in front of the tomb, just like a myth, magical and incredible.

With another "sacrifice" all the offerings, paper people, paper horses, paper money, wreaths and other offerings all flew into the air, circling the tomb and turning into a vortex. Nine fire dragons emerged from behind Jia Lian, igniting all the offerings, and instantly turned into a fire tornado above the denominator, illuminating the evening sky.

Jia Jing laughed loudly and said, "Old lady, did you see that? This is the difference between immortals and mortals. You don't use immortals, you don't use your own people, and you use mortals instead of outsiders. How foolish!"

Although Jia's mother lowered her head at this time, she said in her heart, "I'm not blind, but it's hard to reverse what has been done. Family members know their own business!"

After the performance, Jia Lian landed in front of the tombstone and said sadly in a demonic voice, "Mei'er, I shouldn't have married that fierce woman under the pressure of my family. I harmed you, I harmed you"

······ ····After saying that, she burst into tears and said, "Mei'er... Mei'er... Soul, come back, soul, come back.

I am willing to use blood as a medium to exchange for your return,"

After saying that, she used her right hand to make a gesture of cutting her wrist. The knife flashed and blood flowed from her wrist, which was very scary. Jia Jing, who was in the crowd, was frightened and shouted "No", but before he could open his mouth, the blood floating in the air actually lit up and turned into stars dancing. At dusk, this kind of starlight looked particularly beautiful. Soon the stars gathered and turned into a figure, looming in front of everyone.

——Soul! It's a human soul! I've only heard that people have souls before, but that was just a legend. Who has seen it? Now I've seen it with my own eyes, and my eyes are suddenly opened. Buzz.

Hu Mei'er was originally just a little girl with a beautiful face.It was just a color. After the artificial AI video image synthesis, the timid little maid turned into a graceful fairy. As soon as she appeared, she saw Jia Lian bleeding and said anxiously: "How can my husband not take care of his body?" She hurriedly tried to stop the bleeding for Jia Lian. However, the soul is not a physical entity, and the two crossed each other.

Jia Lian didn't care, letting the blood spurt out, "Mei'er, you finally saw me, it's my fault, it's my fault, I won't have another woman in the future, please don't leave me, okay?"

Hu Meiniang said with tears in her eyes, "Husband, no, you can't say such stupid things, blood inheritance is the root of all ages, now I have a miscarriage and died, no big temple will accept me, no small temple will keep me, I have become a homeless ghost. I still need to rely on my husband to reincarnate, I hope my husband will not abandon me, and give me the grace of rebirth. Be my father in the next life."

Jia Lian said with tears in his eyes, "Okay, okay, okay. As long as you stay, I will agree to anything you want."

Isn't it self-defeating to not be close to women? Although Zhang Cheng is not a playboy, how can he not be close to women? When a lovelorn man plays to this extent, he always needs a reason, a legitimate reason to marry a wife and concubine. Only in this way can he not be known as a lovelorn man. Otherwise, the performance would be a failure. Zhang Cheng spent so much effort not to be a widow for a girl he had never met. That was not intentional, but a disease! Zhang Cheng is now creating a new personality for Jia Lian!

Hu Meier tightly grasped Jia Lian's wrist and used some magic power to force Jia Lian to stop bleeding. "My husband, you and I have been Taoist companions for ten lifetimes and thousands of years of practice. If I were not pregnant, Wang Xifeng would not have harmed me. I was unable to repay your kindness in my last life. In this life, I owe you the kindness of raising me. Meier has no way to repay you. Let me dance the last dance for you,"

Jia Lian cried. "You and I have been companions for ten lifetimes, and we have been together through life and death. How can we talk about repaying or not repaying?" Hu Meier danced gracefully, and sang with her red lips to the music:

I am a fox who has practiced for a thousand years

A thousand years of practice, a thousand years of loneliness

In the dead of night

Can anyone hear me crying

In the dimming lights

Can anyone see me dancing

I am a fox who has waited for a thousand years

A thousand years of waiting, a thousand years of loneliness

In the world of mortals

Who has planted the poison of love

In the vast sea of ​​people

Who has drunk the poison of love

When I loved you

You were studying hard in poverty

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When I leave you

You are on your wedding night

Can I dance for you again?

I am the white fox you released thousands of years ago

Look at the fluttering sleeves

The vows of love have all turned into nothingness

Can I dance for you again?

Just for that one look back at you before you leave

Look at the fluttering sleeves

The eternity has all turned into nothingness

Hu Mei'er's Hu suddenly turned into a fox's Hu, but her singing voice did not have any resentment or dissatisfaction, but only endless attachment and unwilling farewell. Let me dance for you for the last time, hitting the man's softOn the ribs, the man did not want a woman to be deeply attached to him. A woman's attachment is a man's concern. A soul-stirring song of the white fox, even if it travels through time and space for thousands of years, is still an undefeated classic, which makes many people cry.

After the song ended, Hu Mei'er said in a soft voice;

Now I can only temporarily live in my husband's body. After my reincarnation, the young child cannot bear the thousand-year power. Now I will leave this thousand-year practice to you. I hope my husband will protect me. After saying that, Hu Mei'er's figure turned into streams of light and flowed to Jia Lian's body. Hu Mei'er's figure gradually dimmed and disappeared.

"Mei'er——" Jia Lian looked up to the sky and howled

Although I don't believe in evil, but as the saying goes, hearing is false and seeing is true. In public, under the eyes of the public, it really made a scene for you to see, and you have to believe it even if you don't believe it. The song of White Fox makes others cry, but to Wang Xifeng it is a death curse. No matter how beautiful the song is, it is still a love rival! The more pitiful the love rival is, the more hated you are!

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