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Chapter 187 Amnesia
When the father and son saw Long Fei close his eyes again, they knew that the other party's body hadn't recovered yet, but at last his life was not in danger, and they were kind-hearted and happy again.

"Father, you have to go out to find some odd jobs these few days. I also go out along the street to order some food. I will have one more food in the future. We can't starve people. He should laugh at us for being poor!" Hong Fei's face was serious. , said solemnly.

"Well, my son is right. Since I rescued him, I have to entertain him. I'll find some work in a while."

Father nodded in agreement, raised a thin arm that was only skinny, bent it and clenched his fist vigorously, showing that he had the strength of Kong Wu.

Long Fei, who was adjusting his breath and Yuanli, didn't come up after hearing the words, and almost made Yuanli, who had been obedient, run wild again.

After a long time, Long Fei slowly opened his eyes again. He shook his head, always feeling a little swollen, and his mind was blank. He tried to recall his own affairs, but he couldn't remember anything. .

"Who am I? Where is this? Could this be my home? No, no, from the conversation between the couple just now, it should be their home, so who am I?" Long Fei thought After finding a way, I couldn't remember anything except a splitting headache.

He saw that the stones on the stone roof had been shattered a lot, and some light from the outside could be vaguely transmitted through the tiny gaps. He got up and looked at the bare-walled house. The smoky paint on the walls has not been washed for an unknown amount of time.

There are only two pieces of furniture in the room, one is the bed under Long Fei, and the other is a dining table with three wooden legs, because the fourth leg is padded with stones.

The ground is solid black soil, and in some corners, there are still some unknown common grasses growing tenaciously.There are piles on the left and piles on the right everywhere on the ground. There are scattered tiles, bowls and pots, and there is almost no place where you can completely set your feet.

The stone house did not have a completely closed door, but a curtain made of straw mats was hung on it. At this time, there was no one else in the house except him, and the father and son had already left at some time.

Long Fei opened the curtain, and outside the door was a dilapidated small yard, surrounded by a wooden fence into a square yard, where there were piles of picked up rubbish, almost everything you need.

But just now I heard the content of the conversation between the father and the father, it should be to go out to work and beg for food, and they may not come back in a short time.

At this moment, Long Fei felt a bit chilly on his body, and when he lowered his head to look down, he realized that the clothes on his upper body were all black, and the hem of the clothes was almost turned into scattered strips of cloth.

The situation on the trousers was similar, and he quickly touched his belt. Fortunately, these scattered strips of tops could barely cover his storage belt.

Long Fei still remembered some things about cultivation, but the things that happened on the Dreamland were still a little vague in his memory, they were all small fragments, sometimes remembered and sometimes forgotten.

Looking at his dirty and smelly poor appearance, he is really no better than those father and two, no wonder he already regards himself as their kind.

But no matter what, the two of them are my saviors, otherwise anything could happen if I passed out in the wilderness, even if a wild beast swallowed him, it would be normal.

When Long Fei needed the father and son to come back, he asked him what happened.

Then find a way to repay the father and son well, but judging from the dialogue between the father and son, at least on the spiritual level, they are also at the level of local tyrants.

Long Fei, who was still a little tired, went back to the house and continued to lie on the bed, waiting quietly for the father and son to come back.Several hours passed in a flash, the sun was setting, and a ray of afterglow shone in the courtyard, making it very peaceful and peaceful.

"Brother Dahong is there?" At this time, a voice came from the fence outside, which seemed to be the owner's neighbor or acquaintance.

Looking at his almost naked body, Long Fei stayed in the house, and felt a little embarrassed to go out to greet the visitor, maybe because of the long response, there was a creaking sound of pushing the door in the courtyard, and a person walked in at this moment.

Long Fei, who was embarrassed to stay in the house and pretended to be stupid, could only go out. He saw a middle-aged man with dark red skin standing in the courtyard. There is a long lock of yellow hair, coiled on the top of the head.

He was wearing tattered clothes like a flying dragon, holding a small calico bag in his left hand, which was covered with stains from left to right, and he was looking into the house with some awkwardness.

Seeing Long Fei, the other party was obviously astonished, and then said with a smile: "I am Dahong's neighbor, my name is Huang Mao, isn't he at home?"

The self-proclaimed yellow-haired guy rubbed his hands unnaturally, dropping some black flakes of dander on the ground from time to time.

"Oh, I might be his friend too. The father and son have gone out and should be back soon." Long Fei replied with a smile.

"Looking at your delicate skin and tender flesh, it must be his friend. In our area, only a wealthy family like Dahong can make friends like you."

Huangmao's eyes were not too big, and he was even a little jealous, he said very seriously.

"Ah? Ah!" Long Fei was shocked again, and his three views were refreshed again, so that he didn't know what to say next.

"Then, I'll go back first, my house is very close over there, come and play when I have time!" Huang Mao nodded at Long Fei, tried to say some scene words, and was about to turn around and leave.

"Huang Mao, why are you here? What's the matter?" The excited voices of the father and son sounded in the distance, and gradually came from far to near.

"Hehe, Brother Dahong is back. No, your niece is sick at home. I just boiled the medicine soup, but the taste is too bitter. Your niece can't drink it. I want to borrow a few pieces of sugar from you to drink the medicine." drank."

When this matter was brought up, Huang Mao's face was flushed, his expression was twisted, and his hands rubbed together with some embarrassment, as if he was bringing up such an embarrassing matter.

"Haha, so this matter! That's easy to say, Huangmao, wait a moment, I'll go into the room and bring it to you."

The cheerful Dahong immediately agreed, walked to the door and took a look at Long Fei who had woken up, nodded, then stepped forward and squeezed his firm arm: "Not bad, it's much better! I'll talk to you later, I'll Go get your stuff first."

After he finished speaking, he immediately turned around and entered the room, while Xiao Hong bounced up to him and looked at him curiously.Only then did Long Fei notice that the broken bowl in his hand was already filled with all kinds of food. It seemed that the begging trip was very successful.

(End of this chapter)