Chapter 389: contract

Not everyone can calmly face changes in their loved ones.
Especially if the relative changes too much, it seems that it becomes another person's situation in the blink of an eye.
The words of Feng Xiaoxiao, Yang Yan and others are based on the personality of this life, and the gradual recovery and recall of memory are supplemented by the smooth continuation of time, and the change is only the growth and transformation of the same person in another sense.
And those people who were violently awakened by Pangu are no longer metamorphosis but drastic changes.
The personality of the previous life forcibly engulfed the present world, leaving only some small habits and strong desires in the subconscious...In other words, these people are mainly the personality of the previous life, and the experience of this life seems to them to be nothing more than It is a piece of information.
"Your hemorrhoids, your speaking habits, occasional small movements, and your..." IQ... swallowing the last example, the old lady paused before continuing to receive: "These are the same as before. So I think you are still my son...but my son will not lose his head and sleep as if nothing has happened. My son does not have the clean and tidy skills when he kills pigs, and it is even more impossible for him to worship the ancestral hall during the Chinese New Year. The three kings have that look, so I sometimes feel that you are no longer my son."
The old lady looked at Xing Tian calmly and asked, "Where is my former son?"
Ever since she discovered that Xing Tian's head would separate from her body, the old lady has been in entanglement.
As she said, Xing Tian is still filial to herself, and many small habits and actions in life are the same as before, so most of the time she will accidentally forget the scene she has seen.
No matter what the child becomes, he will always be his own son, right?
However, when there are occasional violations in subtle places, the old lady will suddenly feel a strange feeling...These two moods that switch from time to time continue to alternate, and it almost turns the old lady into a neurosis.
Sometimes the old lady greeted her son as usual, and sometimes wanted to turn his face with him by pinching her neck. Originally, the old lady was tossing herself, and she didn't intend to tell the matter, even if she kept it for a lifetime, it would be fine. But today, when people from six doors came to investigate with a work permit from a regular law enforcement agency, she suddenly woke up and found that things could not go on like this.
Regardless of whether the son has changed or simply changed another person, the old lady doesn't care how he will live his life. But if the matter is disturbed by the public, the old lady can no longer play stupid.
This is also the reason why she suddenly picks out the words.
Being stared at by the old lady like this, Xing Tian suddenly felt at a loss.
Memories return to memory. Although he only considers himself Xing Tian instead of Xing Song in his heart, he has to say that Xing Song’s memories and feelings still affect Xing Tian. In addition to his little habit of speaking and behavior, the most obvious change is that he treats the old lady. Xing Tian's feelings are gone-the predecessor was a true dutiful son who didn't explain. After being affected, Xing Tian also respected and cared for the old lady.
For Xing Tian, ​​the rhythm of turning her face to sever the relationship between her mother and her son was like a bolt from the blue.
Seeing Xing Tian hesitated and couldn't hold on any longer, Feng Xiaoxiao sighed and pulled Yiyi around to the front door and walked directly in.
"Old man, your son is actually your son, but he was a bit famous in his previous life." Feng Xiaoxiao concealed that hún's awakening would devour the key points of this life's personality, and a single sentence immediately drew the old lady's attention away.
Even Xing Tian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, watching Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes full of emotion, and for the first time made a positive evaluation of Nuwa's character.
The old lady actually breathed a sigh of relief, emotionally, she was unwilling to accept the result of her son being replaced by another person, but if the influence of the previous life is mentioned, this setting is still acceptable for the older generation: "Little girl What do you mean by that?"
Feng Xiaozhi pointed at the contract that the old lady had placed on the table: "The old man will look at it again."
The old lady picked up the contract suspiciously and scanned it quickly. She couldn't see anything wrong, and finally stopped her eyes on the magic pattern in the lower right corner, and took a few more glances: "This?!"
"This is actually a subordination contract." Feng Xiaoxiao answered honestly, tearing up the contract, leaving only the part with the magic pattern formation, and putting it back on the table for the old lady to see clearly: "Next It is the formation and the magic pattern. All the terms and constraints are already in this formation. As long as your son is here..." The finger clicked on the blank part of the center of the magic pattern: "Sign the name, press the fingerprint, or enter the spiritual energy. OK, then the contract will take effect immediately, and from then on he will be me...my boss’s subordinate."
Feng Xiaoxiao generously ceded the name of the boss to Fuxi, saying that he was connected to a god, and directly indicating that he was a god, these were completely two concepts.
The former is awe-inspiring, and the latter sounds like a quack selling Dali pills...Although they are boasting, the former sounds obviously more subtle.
The old lady was speechless and picked up the small half of the paper that had been torn off. Suddenly there was a sense of entanglement that she didn't know if she should believe it or not-this person simply didn't take the fairy things seriously.
Having said that, although Xing Tian moved Nuwa to help him out, he still couldn't help but shout out: "Mom, I can't sign this! Huang Di Lao's previous life cut off my head, I really can't swallow this grievance! "
The key reminder was too sufficient. The old lady was startled, and instantly knew what her son's so-called past life was: "Xing Tian?!"
"It's me, mom!"
"..." After living for most of her life, the old lady now knows how thorny the world is.
Feng Xiaoxiao smiled and then interrupted: "Old man, the real body of the Yellow Emperor is a super god. Your son wants to get revenge, but he is talking to another god... The relationship between the characters is a bit complicated. I won't elaborate on it. Knowing a little is enough-your son and the one who has been defeated has been defeated, and now the Huangdi, who is honestly behind me, is locked in the house and cannot get out. The contract is signed, and everyone will be their own in the future. If you don't sign it, it will not be guaranteed. I won't fight again."
After speaking, seeing the old lady still hesitating, Feng Xiaoxiao continued: "If you don't believe me, I'll help you ask a few questions..." Then he turned to look at Xingtian.
"What do you want to say!" Xing Tian's eyes widened.
"I ask you, you deliberately tried to block us for revenge, did you follow your boss to murder and set fire everywhere?!"
When the old lady stared over, Xing Tian immediately called: "...Yes!"
The old lady was going to lose her breath.
"Then I'll ask you again, is your boss caught by us now?" Feng Xiaoxiao sighed, and Paramecium really has no sense of accomplishment than IQ, let alone this person's little braids: "Aren't we? Didn't you do anything to him?!"
Xing Tian turned his face away and reluctantly answered: "...Yes!"
"The last question." Feng Xiaoxiao asked: "The female ancestors have all resigned, and now they both retired and married to form a happy family... You don't want to sign a contract. Is it because you still want to get revenge, so you don’t want to bow down ?!"
Without waiting for Xing Tian's answer this time, the old lady who was trembling for a long time had already raised her head suddenly and gritted her teeth at Xing Tian: "...sign!"
"Mom!!!" Xing Tian almost shouted.
The old lady slapped Xingtian's head with a slap, and beat the man obediently: "If you don't sign you, don't recognize my mother!"
Your son can be worthless, but he must not be a frenzied terrorist.
And more importantly, if the other party is not sincere, just slaughter the person directly, and there is no need to chase him over now and ask his son to sign a contract.
The old lady knew in her heart that the only difficulty in this process was her son's unconvinced strength... dissatisfied? ! When she was young, she cut off at least a dozen feather dusters just to discipline her son, and now it's the same even when her son grows up.
With the order of the old lady, Xing Tian was dying and struggling and could not resist the past, only obediently he was dragged by his old lady and pressed her handprints.
A black fire rose from the magic pattern, and after quietly swallowing the paper, the contract was established immediately.
Feng Xiaoxiao smiled so much that he couldn't see the eyes, and was very satisfied with Xing Tian's generous comfort: "It shows this look! The harmony of the world is so beautiful, you have to follow who fights and kills every day... Don't say I don't take care of myself. People, it’s not a way to get your neck down in three days or two. Come back to Pottery, and I will solve it for you."
The old lady also felt the tossing, she seemed to be a few years old in an instant, she stood up and waved her hand with a long sigh: "I'm going to cook, little girl, just stay and eat before you go... Yes. Now, who is the one who came to see my son?!"
"I came after the clues left by your son's arson a while ago." Feng Xiaoxiao waved his hand improperly: "I will smooth it out for him when I look back, it's okay."
As Yang Yan said, sometimes there is a six-door internal response, which is indeed convenient~EbookFREE.me~ The old lady choked for a long time. Not only did she feel that such an understatement was not good, but she also felt that her son could escape Guilt is a good thing. After thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't come up with a clue, so I just pretended not to hear anything, and turned back into the kitchen.
Xing Tian waited for his mother to leave and sneered at the wind: "Don't be proud, even if I surrender you, even if you take the initiative to surrender to the enemy, although you have to pay a price, Pangu can recover one or two points... He will continue with me. Revenge for you!"
"Actually, it's not a vote for the enemy." Feng Xiaoxiao mō's chin: "I seemed to forget to say that the deed you signed is for Yang Yan... Isn't it a vote for Erlang Shen?!"
After all, Erlangshen hadn't woken up when these people signed the contract, and no one knew that he would become a Fuxi party later... Judging by the law, this was at best a sī person's behavior.
Pan Gu's IQ is great if her name can be included in the "enemy" range.
"..."
These people are so dishonest! ! !
Xing Tian was sad and angry. RS!