Space-time plane crossing

Chapter 662 Fu sacrifice?Dugu against the sky?Yang Cong?
In the evening, there was only one bed in the hut. Originally, the Xiangxiang was intended for the man to sleep on the bed. After all, considering the serious injury of the man, he had to sleep on the bed.

But the man said that his performance was much better. Zhang Xiangxiang didn't believe it at first, but he believed it when he saw the man's movement like a normal person.

In the end, Zhang Xiangxiang slept on the bed, while the man slept on the floor.

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the next day. . . . . . .

As soon as the man opened his eyes, he subconsciously looked in the direction of the bed, and found that the bed was already empty.

And hearing the voices outside, he knew that Zhang Xiangxiang got up early and went out to do errands.

He was exhausted all over, but he still got up and walked outside.

As soon as he walked out, he found Zhang Xiangxiang holding an ax in his hand and chopping the wood in front of him.

But looking at Zhang Xiangxiang's slender hands wielding the heavy axe, he always felt a bit out of place in the eyes of the man.

For some reason, seeing this, the man walked straight to Zhang Xiangxiang's side and took Zhang Xiangxiang's axe.

"You're awake!" Zhang Xiangxiang looked at the owner of these hands in surprise when he saw the ax in his hand with both hands.

"Yeah." The man nodded, took the ax and said, "I'll do it."

"En." Zhang Xiangxiang nodded, since he said it was all right, and it was just chopping wood.

The man swung the iron ax in his hand a few times, and the wood in front of him was neatly cut into several pieces.

Seeing the man like this, Zhang Xiangxiang was also very surprised.

"Wow, you are so good." Zhang Xiangxiang looked at the man in surprise, and said, "Have you ever practiced?"

"I don't know." The man looked at his palm and shook his head. He only felt that he was very strong, and there was always an inexplicable force in his body.

"Oh..." Zhang Xiangxiang remembered that the man had lost his memory, and then asked, "Do you remember your name?"

"Name..." Yang Cong read.

"If you can't remember it, you don't have to." Zhang Xiangxiang was afraid that Yang Cong would continue to be like yesterday.

"My name... is... Fu Xi? Yang Cong? Dugu against the sky?." The man kept repeating, as if he was talking to himself. . . .

Then suddenly the man covered his head again.

"what......"

Seeing the man like this, Zhang Xiangxiang had nothing to do. She was not a doctor, so she didn't know what was going on with the man, so she could only watch.

After a while, the man sat on the ground sweating profusely as if he had exhausted all his strength.

"Hoo hoo hoo..." The man panted heavily.

"Are you okay?" Zhang Xiangxiang squatted in front of the man in a hurry, took out a handkerchief from his chest, and wiped the sweat from the man's forehead.

"Thank you, I'm fine." The man smiled and shook his head.

"It's fine, I don't know what your name is, but you just called three names." Zhang Xiangxiang said: "And I haven't heard of each of them, so if this is the case, I will choose one for you, okay?" .”

"Well, thank you." The man also nodded, agreeing with Zhang Xiangxiang's words.

"Uh... Fu Xi doesn't sound good, and Dugu Nitian doesn't sound good either, so let's go for Yang Cong, Yang Cong is good." Zhang Xiangxiang smiled and said to the man or Yang Cong.

"Well, then call me Yang Cong." Yang Cong nodded. Although he couldn't remember the name Yang Cong, he felt that it was very familiar and it should be his own name.

Then Zhang Xiangxiang helped Yang Cong up, looked at Yang Cong, and said with concern: "Why don't you go and have a rest, I'll do this."

"It's okay, as long as I don't think about it, I'll be fine." Yang Cong shook his head. After all, this Zhang Xiangxiang was his savior, and he also gave him food and shelter, which made him feel very sorry, so he wanted to help.

"Okay then..." Seeing Yang Cong was so determined, Zhang Xiangxiang had no choice but to let Yang Cong do it: "Call me if you have anything to do, I'll make dinner."

"Yes." Yang Cong nodded.

Then Zhang Xiangxiang turned around and entered the kitchen in the cottage.

Yang Cong picked up the ax that had fallen on the ground and continued to swing it.

Then the pieces of wood were instantly split into several pieces under Yang Cong's axe.

It didn't take long for Yang Cong to find out that he had cut all the wood, and there was no wood left for him to chop.

But just as Yang Cong was thinking about what to do, Zhang Xiangxiang walked out.

"Yang Cong, it's time to eat." Zhang Xiangxiang shouted.

"Oh." Yang Cong put down his thoughts and went to eat.

Looking at the food on the table in front of him, the food is rice, but the vegetables are some wild vegetables.

Seeing Yang Cong staring at these dishes, Zhang Xiangxiang was also a little embarrassed. After all, she knew what was going on at home, but she had no choice but to eat these.

"this...."

Just when Zhang Xiangxiang was about to say something, Yang Cong picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

Eat without any scruples, one mouthful of food and one mouthful of rice, just like eating delicacies from mountains and seas.

Seeing Yang Cong like this, Zhang Xiangxiang also smiled, and then she also picked up the chopsticks in her hand, and started eating with the vegetables.

A bowl of rice was quickly eaten by Yang Cong.

After eating a bowl of rice, Yang Cong still seemed a little unsatisfied.

Seeing Yang Cong like this, Zhang Xiangxiang knew that Yang Cong must not be full.

"Yang Cong...I don't want so much, please help me eat some." Zhang Xiangxiang divided half of the rice in his bowl into Yang Cong's bowl.

In fact, it's not that Zhang Xiangxiang really doesn't have enough to eat, but that Yang Cong doesn't have enough to eat, but rice. . . .But no more, so. . . . .

Seeing Zhang Xiangxiang like this at first, Yang Cong was also slightly taken aback, but he didn't think too much, and continued to pick up his chopsticks and eat.

I don't know why, seeing Yang Cong like this, Zhang Xiangxiang always feels very happy. She hasn't been happy for so long.

After eating, Zhang Xiangxiang carried a bamboo basket on his back, and said to Yang Cong, "I want to go out for a while, you just wait at home for me to come back."

"Hmm..." Yang Cong nodded. He didn't know where Zhang Xiangxiang was going, but since Zhang Xiangxiang told him to wait here, he obediently waited at home.

Seeing that Yang Cong nodded in agreement, Zhang Xiangxiang also smiled: "When I come back, I will bring you delicious food."

At this time, Zhang Xiangxiang seemed to have regarded Yang Cong as her own younger brother.

But she never thought about Yang Cong's age. . . . . . .

"Come back early." For some reason, Yang Cong couldn't help saying this when he saw Zhang Xiangxiang who was about to leave.

Hearing this, Zhang Xiangxiang nodded movedly: "Yes, yes."

(End of this chapter)