"Master, it looks like an egg!" Red Boy looked up at the gigantic egg and said in astonishment, "Heavens. Why would Eighth Qiu have such a dream? Is he stealing eggs even in his dreams? "
Fangzheng shook his head. "There's no need to steal such a huge egg, right?"
Just as the two of them were filled with questions, they heard a loud boom, and the world shook. Then, the gray space exploded, and the gray space was in chaos. Black and white gas shuttled up and down, and there was a rumbling explosion! This gave Fangzheng a fright as he hurriedly protected Jingxin. Only then did he recall that the great demon king was a lot stronger than him. He didn't need to do anything about it.
When Jingxin saw this scene, he said, "Holy sh * t, why does this look like Yin and Yang?"
"Yin and Yang? The gray gas turned into Yin and Yang? Could it be the beginning of the Chaos? I … Holy sh * t, I know what Eighth Qiu is dreaming about! " Fangzheng couldn't help but curse, but to his surprise, his curses didn't result in a lightning strike. However, he didn't have the time to consider the reason. This was because the gigantic egg suddenly cracked open in front of him!
Following that, a gigantic ax cleaved open the gigantic egg!
Fangzheng and Red Boy couldn't help but exclaim in unison, "Pangu's creation of the world? This Eighth Qiu is impressive! "
Just as he shouted, Fangzheng realized something amiss. Pangu's creation of the world was a cleaving of Yin and Yang with an ax. The Yang gas rose to form the sky, while the Yin gas sank to form the earth! But the ax in front of them seemed to cleave down from above!
Before Fangzheng could ask, he heard a swoosh as a gigantic piece of cloth was torn apart. A blinding light shone in, making it difficult for Fangzheng and Red Boy to open their eyes. When they opened their eyes, they saw the crowd around them. A person in front of them shouted, "Egg-Brand watermelon! A watermelon that looks like an egg! Quick, have a taste! "
When Fangzheng and Red Boy saw this scene, they felt like their brains couldn't keep up.
"Jingxin, we ran so far just now. There was the collision of the black and white gases and the towering egg. Did it feel like we were running in a piece of cloth? How big is this cloth? "Fangzheng said bitterly.
"Master, this is a dream. Any unreasonable situation is reasonable here. What can you do about it if it's a dream? "Red Boy said.
Fangzheng thought about it and it did seem to make sense! Dream on! What logic was there to talk about? A fart could blow up the universe. Even a dreamer wouldn't find it strange.
Just as the two of them were chatting, they saw Eighth Qiu throw the watermelon in his hand into a frying pan by the side. Following that, he shouted, "It's fruit jianbing! One point five for a set! "
Fangzheng facepalmed and said, "Jingxin, how much longer is this fellow going to mess around for?"
"Who knows …" Red Boy smiled bitterly.
As they spoke, the sky suddenly darkened, and then a flying mountain appeared in the sky!
Fangzheng looked up into the sky and said, "Floating Island?" Then he shook his head and said, "Forget it. I'll just treat it as watching a blockbuster with special effects."
However, in the next moment, the floating island fell! Eighth Qiu roared. "Oh no! I dropped the clothes I was drying! "
Fangzheng was taken aback. When he raised his head again, he saw that his surroundings had somehow turned into a farmyard. His clothes had been blown away by the strong wind and were floating in the air! As for the floating island, it was long gone.
A dark cloud hung over Fangzheng's head as he shot a glance at Red Boy and asked, "Is there any way to stop him from having such silly dreams?"
"Yes. Won't it be over if you stop him from having a fever?" Red Boy said.
Fangzheng was enlightened when he heard that. He hurriedly left Eighth Qiu's dream and raised his hand to release Buddhistic medicine Spirit Qi Needles to quickly treat Eighth Qiu. Soon, Eighth Qiu's fever was gone. However, deep in Fangzheng's eyes, a heavy look flashed.
This heavy look eventually turned into a sigh before vanishing.
With Eighth Qiu's fever gone, Fangzheng entered Eighth Qiu's dream once again.
Sure enough, this time, the scene inside had changed.
In the cold weather, Eighth Qiu was walking in the snow when he suddenly heard the cries of a child. He hurriedly ran over and saw a child thrown into a haystack. The child was wailing loudly, his body red from the cold. Eighth Qiu felt his heart ache when he saw this. He hurriedly ran over and picked up the child. He unbuttoned his shirt and hugged the child to his warm chest. Then, he wrapped his clothes tightly and quickly ran in the direction of his home.
When he entered, he saw a woman sitting on a stove bed with her pregnant belly. Upon seeing the child in Eighth Qiu's arms and hearing what he said, the woman wore a bitter look. "Eighth, I'm afraid we can't afford to raise two children."
Eighth Qiu looked at the child in his arms and returned with a question. "Then what do we do? I can't watch this child freeze to death. "
The woman sighed. "I know. Let's do it this way. We'll take care of it for now. If there's a chance, we'll give it to someone who wants it. How about that?"
Eighth Qiu thought for a moment and nodded. "Alright."
"Then, how do you plan on telling others about this child?" the woman asked.
Eighth Qiu said, "In this world, children picked up will be looked down upon and bullied by other children. It's easy for them to feel inferior. Why don't we say that it's our child? Look, our little fellow is about to give birth, and the timing is right. "
"What are you thinking? If we go to the hospital, we'll be able to deliver as many children as we want … "The woman rolled her eyes at Eighth Qiu.
Eighth Qiu scratched his head. "Is that so …" Upon saying that, his eyes suddenly lit up. "Why don't we do this? After our child is born, we'll register the child as a household register. After all, our child is younger than her. Once this is done, we'll immediately tell others that she's pregnant again. It'll be tough on you to pretend to be pregnant. When the time comes, we'll report our child and say that she was born at home. Then, we'll use our connections to register her as a household register … How about that? "
"This …" The woman was clearly a little displeased.
Eighth Qiu said, "Don't worry. No one will know. No, I'll tell the Secretary. You won't be worried, right? With his help, no one will know. "
"That's not what I meant. I just think that it will be tough on our Baihong," the woman subconsciously said as she rubbed her tummy.
Eighth Qiu said, "I believe Baihong will support us if she learns of this."
"Alright … Then you have to give Baihong a nicer name," the woman said.
Eighth Qiu nodded immediately and said, "Back then, the fortune-teller gave her two names. One is Baihong, and the other is Golden Elm. Her name will be Golden Elm, right? "
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