"Huh? What place is this? Is heaven? By the way...how did I die? I clearly remember jumping off the cliff, but why didn't I feel the pain?"

A little boy wearing a simple white long gown with a small face full of tenderness and doubts, and was as delicate as a porcelain doll. He was stunned for a moment when he looked at the beautiful scenery around him like a dream and a fairyland.

The clouds and mist on the ground were simmering, and the fairy air was swirling, and the air around it was fresh and natural. Take a breath and it felt like the tip of my heart was crispy. Oh my God, this is actually more realistic than the scenes in mythical TV series I often watched when I was a child. This, this, this... Could it be that I entered heaven after I died?

Liu Song's little heart was beating wildly. He asked himself that he had never done anything that was harmful to the world in his life. On the contrary, he was often helpful. Whether in the village or in school, he could always leave a good impression on people.

"Haha, it seems that some of the relevant knowledge about religion learned in junior high school is really well-founded. If I do more good deeds in my lifetime and have a kind and compassionate heart, I will definitely enter heaven after death. I used to sneer at this, but from now on... I will become a faithful guardian of the truth."

"Hey, why are you whining alone? Why can't I understand a word?"

Suddenly, a tender child voice came into his ears, which made Liu Song shudder all over his body. The sound sounded very strange and seemed to be another language, but for some reason, although it was the first time he heard this language, he actually understood it.

"Hey, I said, are you stupid? Why are you standing here and still moving? You might as well want to make a piece of wood?"

At this time, the nice and crisp childish voice sounded again, and then... a little girl who looked more like a porcelain doll than Liu Song came to her face in a swaying manner. She first looked at Liu Song blinking her eyes, then gently stretched out her hand and shook it in front of Liu Song's eyes.

"Wow! Angel!"

Liu Songyu was not shocking and never stopped. He almost made a terrifying sound like thunder strike at the sky, scaring the little girl so much that she took three steps back in a hurry, protecting her hands on her chest with a little fear, and the pair of snow-white wings behind her were also squirting gently.

This little girl is very beautiful. She has a delicate face, curved eyebrows, big black gem-like eyes, and her skin is as white as snow. Coupled with the white dress and the white wings behind her, she is full of spirituality all the time, which makes people feel inexplicably close.

Almost like a rustic bull, Liu Song has never seen such a little fairy child? Especially the pair of white wings, isn’t that a symbol of an angel? In addition, this little girl looks pure and flawless, and holy. What would it be if she is not an angel?

However, after saying this, Liu Song was stunned again because he was surprised to find that the words he said just now were in the same language as the little girl said, and there was a lot of difference with his own mother tongue. It seemed to be an ancient Chinese language.

"Hey, it turns out you are not wood, you can talk."

After being alert for a while, after seeing that Liu Song did not have any other abnormal behavior, the little girl felt relieved, then looked at Liu Song with interest and said, "What is the shit you just mentioned? Could it be the shit in your hand? But it's very strange, why didn't you smell the stench?"

After saying that, the little girl sucked her nose seriously, but she smelled nothing. Finally, she shook her head in confusion and looked at Liu Song with her bright big eyes hopefully, hoping that he could give an answer.

"You said I was holding a piece of shit? How is this possible? Where will there be shit? Wait..."

Speaking of this, Liu Song suddenly stopped. From the awakening of consciousness to the present, he finally noticed a strange thing coming from his palm. So he lowered his head and found... he was holding a wet and sticky thing in his right hand, which turned out to be a pile of mud!

"This, this... Damn it, could it be really a piece of shit, right?"

Liu Song was stunned, and he didn't stare out his eyes. The thing in his hand turned out to be yellow shit, and the shape was a piece of feces! No wonder the little girl would say that she was holding a piece of shit. When she looked like it, it looked like a piece of shit!

"No, I have to smell it, damn it, if it's really a piece of shit..."

He took a deep breath, and then... Liu Song slowly raised his palm, placed the stool-shaped mud in front of his nose, and sniffed it gently.

"Wow!"

Here, the little girl with wings covered her mouth and made a vomiting move. Of course, she didn't vomit anything in the end. Then... the little girl raised her head and looked at Liu Song in a little surprise, and said, "I'm a fairy, can this wood be ****?"

Although this is the fairy world and most beasts are immortal beasts, they also have some descendants with mottled bloodlines, such as the great-grandson of the 100th generation of the Xiaotian God Dog, who is smarter than ordinary dogs. Such a guy, a piece of shit, is a delicious meal for them!

“Huh?”

After taking a breath, the imagined odor that was not worthy of life did not appear. A fragrant smell like a flower hits the face, which makes Liu Song's body tremble, and he feels baptized, and he feels enlightened.

"call!"

But, since this piece of shit-yellow thing is not the so-called Xiang, everything is fine. Liu Song exhaled a sip of turbid air, then slowly stretched his hand forward, and said gently in his mouth: "This is a pile of mud, not Xiang."

"Hmm? What is Xiang you said... Xiang?" the little girl asked weakly with curiosity.

"Uh, this, this, ahem..."

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Liu Song's face, and hesitation appeared in his eyes. However, when he saw the little girl's hungry eyes, he felt a little reluctant, so he said softly: "This Xiang is actually what shit means."

"Oh? So that's how it is." The little girl blinked her beautiful big eyes and nodded thoughtfully.

"Haha, just be sure you understand." Liu Song chuckled softly, and thought to himself that the matter had finally come to an end.

However, the little girl didn't seem to be planning to end the matter. Suddenly her eyes lit up, she looked at Liu Song excitedly and said, "As you said, flying means flying shit."

"Flying shit..."

Liu Song's face twitched hard, feeling a little headache. But at this moment, a hint of solemnity appeared in his heart: this little girl spoke strange language and didn't even understand the most popular words in the Internet era, which shows that... she and herself are not from the same era as her.

Thinking of this, Liu Song felt that it was necessary to ask the little girl, so he walked up to her and asked a little embarrassedly: "This... how many years have you been dead?"

"die?"

The little girl's bright big eyes showed doubts, and a trace of confusion appeared on her delicate face, and she frowned and said, "This is the heavenly court. We are born immortals, how could we die? I said, "Mu, you must have been fooled by smelling that shit, right?"

"Heavenly Court? Immortal?"

A bolt from the blue flashed through his mind, stuttering Liu Song all over. He stood there blankly, with these two words constantly echoing in his head, and his heart was shocked to an unparalleled level.

"Hmph, how dare I ignore me! This wood is so annoying. Let's see how I teach you a lesson!"

Seeing that Liu Song dared to ignore him, the little girl was furious and raised her little hand gently, with a trace of electric arc on it. Then she pointed forward, and the electric arc instantly flew out and rushed into the sky, turning into a silver lightning about a slight sneer.

"Click!"

The silver lightning flashed down into the sky and slashed directly at Liu Song, who was in shock and had no ability to resist. The latter immediately stood up, his whole body was pitch black, and white smoke was sprayed out of his mouth. That face was even darker than Bao Qingtian, as if a layer of coal was attached to it.

But what is a little strange is that the yellow mud in his hand was nothing, and it still maintained its original color, maintained its stool, and also slight fragrance scented outwards.

"Why am I struck by lightning?"

It was not until this time that Liu Song came to his senses and couldn't help but look at the cute little girl in confusion. He was a little lost just now, so he didn't see how the lightning came from, but the little girl was always opposite him, and I thought he should have seen something.

"I chopped it."

The little girl curled her mouth. When she saw Liu Song's shocked look, she blinked her eyes a little proudly, then raised her hand again, and a trace of electric arc flew out between her fingers, and ran to the sky with a whistle, turning into a silver lightning about a meter long.

"you……"

Liu Song couldn't stare out his eyes. Is this little girl too evil? She can actually control thunder and lightning. Could it be... this is really the Heavenly Court, and this little girl is really a natural immortal?

"You should believe it now." The little girl raised her eyebrows proudly, waved her hand and took back the lightning about a foot long, and lingered around her fingertips, making sizzling sounds from time to time.

"You are really an immortal!" Liu Song's voice trembled. When he saw the legendary immortal, he was immediately excited to the point of being extremely excited.

"idiot."

The little girl glanced at Liu Song with contempt, curled her lips, and said, "Look, you pretend to be like a real fool, I really don't know what to say to you. Aren't you also a descendant of an immortal? Otherwise, how could you appear in this heaven?"

"Heaven, heaven...the heaven..."

This time, Liu Song seemed to believe it a little. Oh my God, what's going on? Didn't he jump off the cliff? Why did he suddenly come to the mythical Heaven again?

Wait, I'm not dreaming, right? Then... let me verify it carefully.

Thinking of this, Liu Song slowly raised his empty hand.

"Bang!"

The little girl shook her little hand that was a little painful, and slowly raised her head.
Chapter completed!