Admit your mistake again?

This is the third time that I have been mistaken. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info was the bamboo shoot hidden in the treasure of the 'Seven Life Fu Mansion Lord' for the first time, not only did he admit himself, but he also gave himself a stick.

The second time, when he returned to his memory of the "Mysterious Island" in his dream, he saw the little white dragon in the Chrysanthemum Pig Crypt. The little white dragon also gave himself a hard blow, and he also recognized the wrong person.

And now, the pavilion master of the Bishui Pavilion in front of him has also mistaken himself for someone else.

Song Shuhang looked directly at the black-haired lazy woman in front of him: "Senior...... Who is Song Mutou?"

Could it be that he is the reincarnation of a monk in ancient times?

"Song Mutou. The black-haired lazy woman raised her head and lay on the rocking chair, as if she was in deep thought: "That was a Taoist friend of mine a long, long time ago, and the relationship was okay." Now, I don't know how many years have passed, and I don't know if he is still alive...... It's been a long time since I've seen him. ”

"Senior, am I his reincarnation?" Song Shuhang asked the question he wanted to know the most.

Although they have not been contacted, monks do have reincarnation. As long as they don't die in the 'Heavenly Tribulation' or are destroyed by their opponents, the monk still has a chance to enter reincarnation.

"Uh-huh~~ This is the only thing that is impossible. The black-haired woman lay down and turned her head, looked at Song Shuhang, and said lazily: "Because that guy from Song Mutou has no afterlife." If he wants to be reincarnated...... Only to take away, or enter the puppet body. ”

If it is to take away, Song Shuhang will not be Song Shuhang, but the 'Song Mutou' in the mouth of the black-haired woman.

And if you use the 'puppet body', this 'Song Mutou' will not be able to have anything to do with Song Shuhang.

It's just that since this is the case, if he has nothing to do with the 'Gu Xiu' in the mouth of the black-haired woman, why is he repeatedly mistaken by others? Since he has been mistaken many times...... There is also a 'cause and effect'.

Song Shuhang asked again: "Is there a similar relationship between me and him?"

When he speaks of similarity, he doesn't just mean physiognomy, but something deeper.

In this world, no leaves are exactly the same. In the same way, there will be no one who is exactly the same.

Among the monks. Looking at people is not as simple as just looking at their appearance. However, whether it is a bamboo shoot, a white dragon, or a black-haired lazy woman in front of him, they are all mistaken for him!

"How do you say that...... Just talk about appearances. You're only slightly alike. But your soul and the breath in your body are easy to be misunderstood. What an accident, are you his descendant?" the languid black-haired woman tilted her head and continued, "I remember that he once had a Taoist couple, maybe. You are a descendant of his single lineage, and that can be explained. ”

"Descendants?" Song Shuhang shook his head, his family had moved several times for various reasons, and the ancestral tree had long been broken, and the most traced back to his grandfather's father's generation was up.

At this moment, the black-haired woman stood up from her chair, her black hair was thick and long, draped behind her like a cloak, and dragged to the ground.

She got up and came to Song Shuhang. Looking up at Shuhang. After getting closer, Shuhang noticed that the black-haired woman was not tall, and only reached his chin when she was standing.

"Having said that, Song Mutou put something in my 'Bishui Pavilion' back then. He also said that one day, he would come and retrieve the item...... But unfortunately, I can't give it back to him now. Because I'm using that thing now, hahaha. The brunette smirked.

Song Shuhang: "......"

The black-haired woman stretched out her hand again, and Li Yinzhu in Song Shuhang's arms was held up by an invisible force. Sent into the hands of Chu Chu who was standing at the door.

After that, the black-haired woman reached out and gently stroked Song Shuhang's cheek.

Her hands were cold, with a sense of coolness.

"Hmm. Let me see. The exercises you practice are the "Vajra Basic Fist Method" and the ...... "Thirty-Three Beasts Innate One Qigong"?Are you a disciple of the Thirty-Three Beast God Sect?" asked the black-haired woman.

Just the contact between her fingers and Song Shuhang's body, she reported the exercises that Shuhang practiced like a few family treasures. The cultivation and insight of this senior are unfathomable!

At the same time, Song Shuhang sensed the same oppressive force on the black-haired woman's body as the White Venerable, the Spirit Butterfly Venerable, the Whirlwind Venerable, and the Seven Cultivation Venerables.

There is no doubt that this is also a Venerable level being.

Maybe even stronger!

"Back to the seniors. I'm not a disciple of the Thirty-Three Beast God Sect. Song Shuhang shook his head and replied: "The Thirty-Three Beast Divine Sect has been destroyed, and the 'Thirty-Three Beast Innate One Qigong' that I practiced was restored for me by Senior Bai, and the 'Whale Swallowing Technique' that I got by chance. ”

"The Thirty-Three Beast God Sect has also been destroyed?" the black-haired woman was surprised. Back then, these thirty-three beast god sects were also famous sects, and there were several venerable-level monks in the sect, but they didn't expect to be destroyed.

"The world is impermanent. The black-haired woman said, her hand holding Song Shuhang's face.

Suddenly, her brows furrowed slightly, and the lazy expression on her face dissipated.

Then, dragging her long black hair, she climbed back into the tall rocking chair, and the whole person shrunk into the rocking chair.

"I'm tired. The brunette woman said.

Song Shuhang: "?"

"I'm tired, so I want to sleep. I'm going to get some sleep...... We'll see you tomorrow. As she spoke, she took out a quilt out of nowhere and covered it. The rocking chair beneath him began to transform like a Transformer, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a comfortable bed.

"Good night. The black-haired woman waved her hand at Song Shuhang and the others.

Song Shuhang couldn't cry or laugh - what is this?

Behind him, the door was pushed open, and the golden boy and girl gently entered the room, they smiled apologetically at Song Shuhang and Chu Chu, and made a 'please' gesture.

"Alright then, senpai. We'll see you tomorrow. ”

Song Shuhang could only leave this attic first.

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After Song Shuhang, Chu Chu, and Li Yinzhu moved away, Fairy Chu opened his eyes.

Her eyes moved slightly, and runes turned into patterns in front of her eyes.

There is a flaming sword of the burning sky.

There are thick gold chains inscribed with thirty-three beasts.

There are incomparably delicate puppets.

There is also a bamboo shoot leaf and a phantom of a white dragon.

In addition to this, there are silver-colored armour gloves and a piece of blood bone......

Each of these things represents a powerful monk.

"Chi Xiaozi's mysterious guy is just that, what do the other guys want to do?" Fairy Chu muttered.

After a while, Fairy Chu pulled the quilt and stretched comfortably: "Well, but it has nothing to do with me anyway." So sleepy...... By the way, since he seems to have some cause and effect with Song Mutou, let's help him. ”

"Time City is a nice place, let them go there tomorrow to rest. Fairy Chu said in a dream. (To be continued.) )