Metropolis: I have Hades system that can open hell

Gongsun Yao cautiously opened the door of the room, and saw that her big brother was crying?
She exited the room gently, and then closed the door carefully.

How could a ghost like Wuma Cong not feel the entry and exit of people?

He suddenly smiled with tears in his eyes.

Although this girl was picked up and has a lively personality, she is too sensible and knows how to save face for her elder brother, so she didn't appear in the little boy's sight when he was in the most embarrassing situation.

When Wu Macong thought that all the girls he picked up on the road had already cultivated, and his own one was more like a wild one, the whole feeling was even worse.

Wuma Cong sat up, wiped away his tears, took a deep breath, and let out a long breath of foul air, his face turned rosy.

Since you have decided to hide it, then I will cooperate with you.

Who doesn't have a secret yet.

A family, still a family, I firmly believe that my parents will not harm me, they must have some special reason not to teach myself cultivation.

Maybe I am a mortal with no spiritual roots in the waste material flow;
Maybe if I cultivate myself, my body will explode;

Maybe they would rather be a mortal, enjoy the daily necessities that mortals should have, enjoy the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys that mortals should have, being ordinary is a blessing, away from the chaos of the cultivation world...

Whatever your reason, I accept it.

You gave me life, raised me, and treated me well, why should I ask you to do more?

Just because you are parents?
Just because I'm a son?

Just because of this relationship, can I suck all your blood and eat all your flesh and bones?
No.

I'm not that kind of person.

You are parents.

I will respect you all my life, and I will honor you all my life in my "limited" life.

Maybe I am an insignificant existence in your eyes, maybe you think that you can use everything you have to protect your son's healthy life for a lifetime, and then give your son to his death...

However, who knows, life is often full of surprises.

Maybe I outlive you.

Wuma Cong imagined his parents' surprise when they saw him in the underworld a hundred years later, what expressions would they have...

"Why didn't you ask me to eat! My steamed tilapia." Wu Ma Cong walked out of the room as if nothing had happened, with an artificial dissatisfaction on his expression.

Gongsun Da and Wu Majuan looked at each other, and continued to cook with doubts.

But Gongsun Yao hurriedly stood up, pulled Wuma Cong to sit next to her, and said with a smile: "Brother, do you want to eat porridge or beg for food?"

Wuma Cong said angrily, "You are the one who begs for food. Bring me food!"

As he spoke, he picked up the chopsticks and picked up the steamed tilapia.

Wu Majuan accurately hit Wuma Cong's chopsticks with a chopstick, and said angrily, "Wash your hands."

Wuma Cong smiled and put down his chopsticks, obediently went to wash his hands.

Steamed tilapia is the main course, and other native pork, free-range chicken, and solid-colored farm vegetables are all green leaves.

This home is just that.

There is no other reason, just because their son Wu Macong likes to eat fish, so fish is the main course.

Back then when they came to this village, they had nothing to eat and nothing to eat, only the fish in the river, and they raised Wuma Cong white and fat. They liked to eat fish, which was also their way of expressing their love for Wuma Cong.

The family enjoyed themselves, playing and fighting, and finished Wuma Cong's first dinner after his rebirth.

This rebirth is the rebirth of Hades, and also the rebirth of him, a mortal, in this family.

Wu Macong slept in the utility room. The utility room was messy. There were hoes, shovels, and firewood. In the vacant space, there were two stools, wooden boards, and a rough linen mosquito net. Makeshift beds.

Incandescent light strips on the room, very bright.

He really couldn't understand why a cultivator was willing to stay in such a place and live such a poor life.

According to their ability, they can be as rich as they want, but they chose to live like ascetic monks.

The door opened at this moment.

Gongsun Yao came in pretty and saw Wuma Cong hid on the bed, stuck out her tongue and sat on the bed. She looked at Wuma Cong and said mysteriously: "Brother, before eating, I saw You cried. Why?"

Wu Ma Cong turned around, turned his back to her and said, "You talk nonsense, why am I crying? I'm going to bed, so you go to bed too."

Gongsun Yao stretched out her hand and pulled Wu Macong's body over, saying: "Hmph, you still want to lie to me. My bed and pillow are covered with tears, and you said you didn't cry. Brother, tell me, just tell me, If someone bullies you, I will avenge you."

Back then, I didn't know you were a cultivator, but I just thought you were verbally defending my brother.

It is only now that I know that you, girl, are really powerful.

Wu Macong sat up and said angrily: "Okay, okay, I'm so old and annoying. Actually, it's nothing, Shen Zhen's girlfriend broke up with me, that's all. Let's go, I go to sleep."

Well, Huahua did kick herself out and followed Li Tianyu.Later Li Tianyu went to prison, and Huahua didn't know what was going on now.That self-righteous foot model, let me borrow your excuse again.

There was a hint of excitement in Gongsun Yao's heart, as faint as red wine dripping into a glass of clear water, and she said, "Oh, what kind of woman has such short eyes? Tell me, I'm so happy too."

Wu Macong said dumbfoundedly: "I haven't even said it yet, look how excited you are gossip. Are you so eager for your brother to be better? I was dumped!"

Gongsun Yao nodded vigorously and said, "I know, so I'll see who doesn't like my brother. My brother is so handsome, so gentle, and loves my sister so much. She dares to dump him. Next time I see her , I have to give her a few slaps. Brother, I am fighting for you."

One slap of yours can kill someone, how many slaps are needed?

Wu Macong said angrily: "Okay, I'm tired of seeing that kind of woman. You go back to your room and go to sleep, don't gossip about this and that all day long, you are a prospective college student anyway, can you be like As stable as a thousand-year-old man."

Gongsun Yao snorted coquettishly, stood up and said: "I care about you, but I don't know how to be kind. It's so hot to stick to your fart... Bah, bah, bah! I don't care about you! Hmph!"

Gongsun Yao turned around arrogantly, walked out, and then deliberately used some strength to close the door of the room heavily.

"This girl..." Wuma Cong turned off the light amusedly.

The bright moonlight shone faintly on the courtyard.

Knowing that the cicadas are singing, and the frogs are occasionally calling, tonight is another dreamless night.

Perhaps only in my own home can I sleep soundly and sleep until dawn.