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The fog around him was unbelievably dense, but he didn't feel too uncomfortable being in it. Even, the seemingly cold water vapor gave him a warm feeling. If he really had to describe it in words, it would be the return In the mother's womb, it is extraordinarily safe and peaceful.

Xiang Ange knew that he was dreaming again. He had often dreamed of this mysterious place during this period of time, but he had never seen anything else except the first time he met that man with an astonishing color.This space seemed to be completely shrouded in such a mist, he could only see this area around him, nothing else.

But for some reason, Xiang Ange always felt that in the depths of this fog, that man was always there, perhaps in a place beyond his vision, whether that man looked at him with that kind of indifference.

This day, he entered such a dream again, and Xiang Ange couldn't help shouting loudly: "Is there anyone, sir, are you there?"

I heard that people who are dreaming will not feel that they are dreaming, but Xiang Ange clearly knows that he is in a dream, he is a little strange, he has never seen such a beautiful person, and he is still a man, Why dream of him.

He shouted loudly, but until his throat felt a little hoarse, the surrounding fog remained unchanged. His yelling voice didn't seem to have the slightest impact on this space.

When Xiang Ange didn't notice, the surrounding mist slowly entered his internal organs, and he didn't know where he was in it. He couldn't see it, so he couldn't detect it, but the man standing in the dark could see it. Be clear.

The water vapor that is like essence is not so easy to absorb, he has been trapped in this bead for thousands of years, tried all kinds of methods, but he can only use one or two things.

Even if you can't notice it yourself, the benefits of the mist are obvious, because you lost your parents when you were young, and grew up with your only grandmother. Xiang Ange usually sees that he is resistant to falling and fighting, but his physical quality is not very good.Grandma Xiang didn't dare to use her son's daughter-in-law's compensation, and she was very economical on weekdays. Although she didn't have to eat meat during the holidays, the physique of her two grandsons couldn't be compared with other people.

Xiang Ange is a sensible child. Since he was a child, he has helped his grandmother to do what he can. This kind of physical weakness has always been hidden in the body, and usually does not show it. tidy.Even his skin is sallow and sallow, but in the countryside, there are many people who are darker than him, so it is not conspicuous.

But during the summer vacation, Xiang Ange's skin gradually became whiter and tenderer at a speed almost visible to the naked eye, and even a faint blush appeared on his cheeks, and he was much healthier than before.What's even more rare is that his waist is no longer sore and his legs don't hurt anymore, and he doesn't even have to pant when he's tired. There is no running water pipe in the house, and he used to bring buckets of water back, which can almost kill him. Half-Life, now I don't feel anything for several times in a row.

Naturally, Xiang Ange was overjoyed by these changes. He also thought that if he was in better health, he might be able to take back the land rented out to others and grow it himself. The income is enough for his and his brother's tuition.

What worries Xiang Ange is that as his body gets better, his appetite grows day by day. He used to be full with a small bowl of rice, but now it is good. He can directly make three big bowls. Dumbfounded, he felt that his brother was too powerful, and Xiang Ange was very helpless about it. If he continued to eat like this, he would spend a lot of money a year, and he didn't know if he could earn it back.

Regardless of whether this change is good or bad, Xiang Ange faintly feels that this change is related to the foggy dreams he dreams of day and night. He doesn't know what kind of connection it is, and he always feels uneasy. Every time he entered the dreamland, he felt extremely at ease, and he was afraid that he would feel like he was bewitched right now.

This day was the same dream again, and it was dense fog again, because no matter how far or how long you walked, you still couldn’t see anything, so Xiang Ange didn’t stop putting in the effort, and simply sat down cross-legged and stretched out his hands to grab Playing with the mist, the mist is like a substance, and it will fluctuate slightly when he waves his hand. It looks very interesting, but no matter how far it floats, the mist will come back again soon, just like a boy who is reluctant to sit in it like.

Xiang Ange raised the corners of his mouth slightly. The two small pear dimples around his mouth looked cute. After playing for a while, he simply lay down on the spot. The ground looked like black ground, but he didn’t know what it was actually. It's made of things, and it's cold after lying on it, and nothing can be dug out even if you dig hard. It's not so much black soil, it's more like a kind of extremely hard rock.

"Hey, sir, are you here? Hey, my appetite has been getting bigger and bigger recently. If I continue to eat like this, I might make my family poor." Xiang Ange said in distress, and then suddenly Said, "Our family is already poor enough. If we become poor again, we will really starve to death."

Xiang Ange is really distressed. He also wants to find a job recently, but he is young and not tall. The jobs in Heyuan Town are not suitable, and they can't take him. Some people who know about Xiang's family are willing Ask him to help, and the salary is also very low. This is a big environmental problem in Heyuan Town, unless he goes to Rongcheng now, but as a minor, it is really not easy to find a part-time job that can make money.

Xiang Ange has been helping a restaurant during the day. The proprietress is a kind person and the treatment is good, but Xiang Ange actually knows that the restaurant does not need an extra person to help. He didn't succeed, and basically his own family helped him. He didn't know where he needed to hire someone at first, but he just worked hard. Later, when he found out, he wanted to resign but was stopped by the boss.

The proprietress was kind, and she was grateful to Ange, but she was still a little depressed after knowing the truth.This dream is where he feels very at ease. The sadness that he can only hide in front of his younger brother is revealed. Although the mysterious man has never shown up, he still confides to An Ge: "Tell me, am I very sad?" It's useless, I'm already an adult, but I can't do anything well."

There seemed to be a sigh in the air. If it weren't for the silence of the place, Xiang Ange would have missed it, but when he heard the sound, he cheered up and almost jumped up and shouted: "Ah, are you here?" That's right, that, I don't know your name yet, how could you be in my dream."

"It's not a dream." The indifferent voice was the same as before, but it seemed to be less cold.

Xiang Ange was very excited. Although this place made him feel safe and warm, no matter how safe and warm it was, it was a bit lonely to be silent all the time. He smiled and said: "It's not a dream, haha, but it's my dream, of course you I don’t think it’s a dream, maybe you were just imagined by me.”

The man who could see in the dark with that silly, white and sweet look squinted his eyes. After so many years, the man with a merciful face turned into this look. Looking at it, I'm really not used to it, but the expression on his eyebrows In the meantime, it seems that I can still see a bit of the shadow of the year: "It's not your dream, this is in the Fortune Pearl."

Xiang Ange was taken aback for a moment, and then subconsciously touched the mole on the center of his eyebrows. The mole on the center of the eyebrows appeared suddenly and always showed a faint red color.

The voice came again: "That's it, it returned to your body."

Xiang Ange obviously didn't notice the meaning of his words, and asked with some hesitation: "Fu Yunzhu, what is it?"

The people in the dark looked at his ignorant look, and just said: "The Lucky Pearl is a kind of spiritual object between the heaven and the earth. It carries the fortune of the heaven and the earth. It is invisible to those who are not benevolent and kind. If you can get it, It's your luck."

After hearing this, Xiang Ange disagreed, touched his head, and said with a trace of helplessness: "That gentleman..."

"You can call me real Ziwei." The voice in the dark said lightly.

Hearing this, Xiang Ange almost didn't laugh out loud. It wasn't him who made it, but the popular costume drama on TV at this time, and the heroine was the classic name.

If the opposite was a woman, he wouldn't mind being called Ziwei, but when he thought of that gentleman's cold appearance, combined with the charming name Ziwei, he felt a little weird.

Master Ziwei was obviously also aware of his strangeness, and asked, "What? What's wrong?"

Xiang Ange is a good boy, and he is not good at lying and deceiving others, so he told the truth, the complexion of real Ziwei in the dark is slightly stiff, you must know how lofty the word Ziwei represented in his era , who knew that when the time came, he became a little actor. Although it wasn't aimed at him, Ziwei's face was still not very good-looking, and then he snorted coldly and said, "You can call me Zijin."

After Xiang Ange heard this, he immediately showed a big smile, nodded and said, "Hi Zijin, my name is Xiang Ange, you can call me Ange."

The voice in the dark did not respond, and Xiang Ange didn't care, and continued: "Zijin, you said that only people with great benevolence and kindness can see the lucky beads, but that's not right, I have been very unlucky since I was a child, even if I walk well , I will fall and break my head, besides, although I haven’t done anything bad, I haven’t done any good either.”

Zijin, who is a Ziwei real person, didn't seem to want to say anything more, but just said lightly: "The virtues of the world."

After that, no matter what he asked or said to Ange, he never responded again. Xiang Ange felt a little regretful. If this was not a dream, what exactly was the lucky bead? He thought of the one he had picked up again. The strange stone, could it be the lucky luck bead!