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Volume Three: A Chinese Ghost Story, Chapter 457: Childhood Playmate¡ªSunny Day

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    Chapter One

    A new beginning, a new chapter begins.  This space travel took a long time. When Qing Lang regained consciousness again, he found that he was lying in an open space, surrounded by dense forests, and next to Qing Lang was a towering tree.

    He tried to move his body, but fortunately, he could move.  But my leg seems to be broken and it hurts a lot.  The zombie's strong recovery ability does not seem to be able to quickly recover from the injury of the broken leg. The bones are obviously misaligned.

    "Well, what the hell is going on? Is this the so-called main factory?" Qinglang struggled to get up from the ground, then looked around, and what he saw was a towering tree that could only be hugged by three people.  The sky here is very high, as if a large transparent pot lid has been turned upside down, and the air is very fresh.  In addition, to Qinglang's surprise, the color of the sky turned out to be blood red, and there were actually two suns on the blood red sky!

    "Click!"

    Qinglang pulled hard and reconnected the broken arm with a click, grinning in pain.  After trying to sense the surrounding environment, Qinglang finally discovered that this place was different from the branch factory.

    The concentration of spiritual power is simply different. If this place is a sea, then the spiritual power of the branch factory is just like a drop of sea water, which is very different.  However, a high concentration of spiritual power is not necessarily a good thing.  Because this caused the spiritual pressure here to be extremely strong, Qinglang tried to jump. In the branch factory, he could fly into the sky and escape from the earth, and travel thousands of miles in a day.  But under the pressure of the powerful spiritual power here, he barely managed to jump four to five meters high, and when he fell Qingliang let out another miserable howl.  Break the other foot too

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    "What the hell is this place?!"

    Qinglang looked up to the sky and roared, cursing loudly.  Dragging a broken leg.  Trying to find a tree to lean on.  Long-term experience forced him to be cautious.  In the forest.  It's extremely dangerous. Maybe it's safe one moment, but becomes someone else's prey the next.

    "The spiritual pressure is countless times that of the earth, and the gravity is hundreds of times that of the earth. Here, in relative calculation, my strength is at most equivalent to the period when the earth has just entered the world of cultivation. It is simply weak." Qinglan Difficulty  got up.  But the broken calf caused excruciating pain. "It is not easy to recover from the injuries here. Now here, I have become an ordinary person again?"

    Qinglang feels a little frustrated. Anyone faced with such a dilemma may feel frustrated: This horror factory, aren't you fucking playing with me?  Let me work hard and experience life and death.  He finally achieved the Nascent Soul and became a so-called immortal cultivator. He was able to stand at the top of the branch of the Horror Factory and became a figure at the top of the pyramid.  Just now he was about to call the wind and rain.  When he was all-powerful, he plummeted as soon as he entered the so-called main factory.  From the super genius who attracts the attention of thousands of people to the working people at the bottom of society?

    Is this what Qinglang is pursuing?  No.  this is not!  Horror Factory is a liar and it deceives everyone.  Deceived all employees!

    Everyone has become a victim of struggle!  Everyone is a person who has been tortured by the system!

    ¡°Why, why are you playing with me like this?! Ahhh!!¡±

    Qinglang looked up to the sky and screamed, covering his feet and yelling in pain.

    "Why are you howling? If you don't want to die, just shut up. Are you a newcomer?"

    While Qing Lang was yelling, a voice sounded in Qing Lang¡¯s ears.

    "who?"

    Qinglang has just arrived at the Horror Factory. He is a new person. What is a new person?  Just like when I first arrived at the branch factory, I had to be careful about everything and walk on thin ice!

    "After all, you are a person who has experienced so many things. Why are you still so unwary?"

    Just when Qinglang was at a loss, a handsome young man came out from behind the big tree with a piece of foxtail grass in his mouth, and reminded him.

    Qinglang took two steps back and tried to sigh into the Qiankun bag with her left hand. There were the Blood Moon Sword and Talisman there.  Those are the partners that Qingliang depends on for survival. Now that Dai Li and the others are gone, the only ones who are trustworthy are these old friends who have followed him through the wind and rain.

    "The spiritual pressure of the main factory is great, and the Qiankun Bag of the branch factory cannot be opened without the strength of the integration stage. This little brother, when did you come to the main factory? Why haven't you adapted to this place after so long?  Is the environment like this?" The handsome young man was not afraid of strangers and sat down directly next to Qinglang. He seemed not to care whether Qinglang was a dangerous animal or not. "Looking at you, you shouldn't have been in the main factory for a long time, right?"

    ?Looking at the young man¡¯s appearance, he doesn¡¯t seem like a bad person. Qinglang has slightly put away his doubts in his heart, but it is impossible for Qinglang.??Abandon all precautions, after all, after experiencing so many things, Qinglang is no longer the young boy he was before.  Now that someone is here, he naturally calms down quickly, and then whispers: "Who are you?"

    "Yes, your mental endurance is good, it can be considered as A-level. But brother, your leg is broken. It may not be so easy to return to our cultivation tribe." The handsome brother chuckled, then got up and left  Go to Qinglang and reach out your hand to try to grab his leg.

    Qinglang subconsciously stepped back, showing a cautious expression.

    "Don't worry, my name is Qingtian. Before I entered the Horror Factory, I was a professional doctor and a senior orthopedic doctor. Although you have at least the cultivation level of the Nascent Soul stage, in the main factory, you are like a  For a child who has just learned to walk, it may be difficult for him to even protect himself. If you are still lame, even if you want to return to the cultivation tribe, it will be difficult." The young man who called himself Qingtian smiled naturally, and then bent down  body, stretched out his hand to grab Qing Lang's leg, and then used a strange technique to massage his leg, all the way down the knee to the calf, "After entering the Horror Factory, my main occupation is also a doctor.  .So, I have some unique thoughts on the treatment of injuries. Although I can't use spiritual power to heal your injuries, there is still no problem in reattaching your bones. Your body looks very strong. If the bones are reattached, I believe it won't take long.  You will be fine naturally."

    "Sunny?" Qinglang frowned, still looking a little cautious.  However, following Qing Tian's technique, he suddenly felt a heat radiating from the broken leg and foot, and then the heat became stronger and stronger.  When he was thinking about what to say, Qingtian suddenly exerted force on his hand, and then slapped Qingtian's fractured area with his palm!

    "Crack! Ouch!"

    First, there was a crisp sound, and then Qinglang was so painful that he was about to reach out and punch the kid in front of him.  Unexpectedly, this kid stepped back several meters, letting Qinglang's fist fall into the air. Then he chuckled and said, "I knew you wanted to punch me, but even though it hurts, I helped you anyway."  , you can¡¯t repay kindness with hatred, can you?¡±

    Looking at Qingtian¡¯s teasing look, Qinglang suddenly felt something familiar, but no matter what he thought, he couldn¡¯t remember anything.  He got up and tried to walk, and found that his legs and feet were indeed feeling better. He felt relieved, hugged his fists towards Qingtian, and said, "I wrongly blamed you, brother Qingtian. It just so happens that my surname is Qing, too.  My name is Sunny!¡±

    "Qinglang?" Qingtian saw that Qinglang seemed to have regained consciousness, nodded, then walked to Qinglang, looked left and right, and then said to himself, "Qinglang?! This name is so familiar Hello  , I said, little brother, have we met somewhere? Why do I think you are so familiar? "

    "Have you seen it before?" Qinglang also felt that Qingtian was very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, "Yes, I also feel that we have met before somewhere. Your name Qingtian Qinglang  Hey, it seems like"

    "Kindergarten!"

    "Orphanage!"

    "Sunny day!? Sunny?!"

    Sunny day and sunny day, the two jumped to their feet and roared at the same time, and then circled in almost surprise, looking at each other carefully from head to toe.

    "Are you the boy named Qingtian from the orphanage in City H?"

    "Remember, good boy! I said, your surname is also Qing, and my surname is Qing. No wonder they are so familiar. The director of our orphanage was named Qing, and all the children in our orphanage were named Qing! I  I am called Qingtian because the director hopes that I will always be like Qingtian and be able to make people feel good. Therefore, after I left the orphanage, I chose to be a doctor. At the beginning, you were the one who impressed me the most. I remember, you still  It's really sunny, give me some sunshine and you will shine brightly. In the entire orphanage, you are the most naughty and like to grab the little girl's pigtails the most."

    "Hey, boy, the world is as dark as crows. Your eldest brother, let alone the second brother. Who was only four or five years old at that time, hugging other girls and kissing them? I just pulled my braids, how can you not be like you, who was a gangster when you were a child?  !" Qinglang chuckled, and then punched Qingtian hard in the chest, "But let me tell you, when you were ten years old, you followed a wealthy businessman. You must have lived a good life these years, right? How could you run away?  Come to the Horror Factory?"

    Speaking of his experiences over the years, Qingtian suddenly became indifferent, as if he had changed into a different person, like an ice lump.  He shook his head, then pulled Qing Lang's arm, sat down together by the big tree, and said: "The life in the wealthy businessman's family is not as beautiful as you imagined. If you give me a choice now, I would rather choose to be with you back then.  Growing up together instead of staying in that cold and heartless home. Perhaps, that shouldn't be called at allAs a family, the reason why I can still maintain a good attitude and be able to treat others with sincerity is because the words the dean said should make people feel warm.  However, over the years, I seem to have become a different person, so now, there are two me living in my body, one is cold, one is passionate, one is cold-blooded, and the other is kind!  "(To be continued)
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