Chapter 5

Ye Kong was happy, but then he denied it, because he felt that here was different from the earth, which was different?

The air is different!

Can you feel the existence of air on earth? No. At most, you just experience and judge the freshness and turbidity of the air.

But here, ye Kong feels the air so clearly. The air here is very dense and thick, countless times that of the earth. That kind of feeling can't be said. It's not very used to it, and it's not very comfortable. It's like people who are used to drinking cold boiled water suddenly change to sesame paste.

More importantly, he can actually feel several different smells from the air sucked into his nose.

"Is this Reiki?" Ye Kong read several fairy novels and was delighted.

Everyone on earth knows that you can cultivate immortals with aura!

"No matter, go out and see if it's really a different world." At the moment, ye Kong is still not sure that he has reached the different world. He stumbled out of bed, walked through the room with old furniture, and opened the mottled lattice door

"Wow! What a huge moon!" Ye Kong was half shocked by the moon hanging in the sky like a big round table as soon as he pulled the door.

"It's over. It seems that we have really come to a different world." Ye Kong looked up at the super bright moon in the sky, slowly walked into the center of the small courtyard, and bathed his thin body in the bright silver.

"Little girl surnamed Zhao, I'll charge you 300 yuan for protection! Slap me in the world... You're so vicious, you!" In the quiet little courtyard, a cry suddenly sounded.

The moon here is so round, and the night here is so quiet. This helpless cry, however, startled many sleepless people.

Chen Jiuniang had just finished sewing and blowing the light before she had to lift the curtain to sleep. Hearing her son's voice, she didn't know what had happened. She hurried to the door and opened the door with small steps.

However, she did not run out. Under the moonlight, the son's thin body was even thinner, and he looked up to the sky and sighed sadly. A stream of pain surged from the bottom of her heart for no reason. She half leaned against the door. In the dark, two glittering tears rolled down.

"If I made a mistake in my last life, then punish me, my Lord, why should you do this to me..." Chen Jiuniang thought in her heart, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, walked back to the room, and took a slightly thick dress.

When she came to the door again, she wiped her face again for fear that her son would see her cry. Although the son is silly, he is very filial.

"Free time, is it a nightmare? It's bad to shout in the middle of the night and wake others up. Free time is a good child. Go back to bed." Chen Jiuniang walked behind Ye Kong and put a dress over her son's thin body.

Ye Kong breathed a sigh and smiled bitterly. He had been on earth for more than 20 years. The tone like coaxing children made him extremely uncomfortable.

"Mom, oh, no, mom..." Ye Kong originally thought it would be difficult for this mom to export, but it really didn't seem so difficult to shout it out.

But when he turned his head, he was still stunned.

God! Is this my mother? Is it a person or a ghost! Chen Jiuniang's face was very strange, even terrifying.

In earthly terms, it is yin-yang face. From the right side of her face, this is still a beautiful and graceful beauty; But if you look from her left

That face will definitely frighten you to sleep hard at night. Half of your face is a big black scar, red in the black, and a few hairs on the red. In short, it looks like a yakha ghost.

And ye Kong just stood on Chen Jiuniang's left.

God! No wonder dad and others don't like Ye Kong!

Forget it, you idiot! Unexpectedly, there is a woman with a double skin face!

God, God! Lao Tzu is provoking anyone. He even crossed me into such a family! Please, where can I buy a return ticket?

Finding her son staring at her face impolitely, Chen Jiuniang hurriedly covered her face with her hands, bowed her head and dodged, "empty son, mother... Mother... Scared you..."

Chen Jiuniang didn't blame her son for her ugliness. She was a person with low self-esteem. Even her own son was scared. She wanted to dig a hole and bury herself.

"Oh, no, No." Ye Kong reacted and waved his hand quickly.

Although he has no feelings for this cheap mother, after all, he has just killed someone else's son, and then mercilessly hit the poor woman's only self-esteem, ye Kong can't do it.

He quickly withdrew his frightened eyes, his face as usual, and said with a smile, "Mom, don't mind, i... there's no other meaning, my son doesn't think the mother is ugly, and the dog doesn't think the family is poor. Besides, what are you, much uglier than you..." Ye Kong said, and felt something wrong, and quickly changed his mouth, "no! I should say mom, you're not ugly, but you're still very beautiful..."

It's wrong to think about it. Can this look be called beautiful? Isn't this a clear irony?

"Mom, this... It's okay to be ugly. The so-called ugly wife is a treasure in the family. The beautiful wife runs with others. Others play more, but they play less..."

Hearing these words, Chen Jiuniang was about to faint. Is this your son? My silly son usually doesn't speak well. Why is he so fluent today?

Also a set of, God, also know that others play more, oneself play less?

Is it... Isn't he stupid?