I don't know how long it took, but it was bright. Listening to the chatter above the sewer, Madara became even more scared, what if someone found out!

After a sudden burst of vertigo, Madara found himself naked in the toilet. I didn't have time to scream, and I covered my head with a piece of clothing, accompanied by a weak order, "Put it on!"

Madara didn't have time to answer, so he hurriedly put on his clothes. It was a wide school uniform, and the inferior fabric was shiny, "Where did you get the clothes?" and before he heard the answer, Madara turned around and saw the black rabbit lying on the toilet seat.

"Hey, you're dead?" Madara quickly pushed it, but there was no response, "It's really dead, what to do, what to do, do you want to bury it." ”

"Coo-goo-goo-......goo- It looked at the black rabbit, and evil thoughts hit its heart, or eat it.

"Then you try. "Red eyes, slightly opened.

The sudden answer frightened Madara, "How do you know!"

The black rabbit didn't care about it, and stood upright, "I'm hungry!" The blood-red eyes stared at Madara, and suddenly jumped on top of her and got in.

"Don't look at me, I'm bamboo, it's not delicious!" Madara quickly reached into his clothes and grabbed it, "Don't, even if you're hungry, don't eat me!"

The black rabbit tinkered with his clothes and bit something on the toilet seat, "What about this?" The front leg is pressed against something.

Madara took a look, oops, it was a wallet. When I opened it, I saw that there were several hundred-dollar bills neatly placed in a good fellowship, "It's been sent, it's been sent!"

"Let's go," the rabbit jumped on Madara's shoulder, "Hurry up, I'm hungry!"

"Good, good, good," even said three good, and the question just now was thrown aside by her.

Sitting in the foreign restaurant, Banzhu ordered all the delicacies he thought about day and night. A table full of food, one person and one rabbit gobbled up, provoking each other left and right frequently. Just as Madara pondered whether to pay attention, the TV hanging in the center of the restaurant happened to broadcast a piece of morning news.

"At 2:27 a.m. today, there was a thunderstorm accident in the antique street of our city, the sewers of the streets in District 1 were completely destroyed, and the residents' travel was seriously blocked.......

"District 1 street, isn't it just the backstreet on our side?" said the fat aunt in red, and the green-clothed lady in the lead, "Oh, I said come over this morning, I won't let you pass over there, and there is always a smell." As he spoke, he subconsciously looked at the man at the front table. "Let's go and see the excitement, it's too late to see it." As he spoke, he hurriedly pulled the green-clothed lady and ran to the back street.

After eating and drinking, Banzhu smacked his lips and looked at the rabbit, "Do you want to go and see it too, I still have to dig my baby." Regardless of the rabbit's reaction, he walked out with it, after all, the habit of watching the excitement can't be changed.

"What's your name?" Holding the rabbit to his chest, Madara looked down at it, "You must not have a name, but I used to live here, and you will follow me to eat and drink spicy food in the future, in this case, then I will be your sister." I'm the god of birds, so let's call it mahjong!

Shaking his head and following the person in front of him. The rabbit on her chest closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, and in protest against this arbitrary act, a mouthful of oil was wiped in front of her.

In the crowded crowd, the new finch god with a hemp stick figure squeezed in a few times, and the newly baked mahjong also came out.

It had just rained, and the smell in the air had partially dissipated. There was no one in a radius of 3 meters from the cracked sewer, and an encirclement was spontaneously formed. The streets are narrow, and only a few firefighters are washing the street with water cannons, yellowing liquid splashing everywhere.

It stinks!!

The stone slabs on the sewer surface were shattered, and the surrounding flower beds were covered with a layer of black silt, on which oil debris floated. The black and yellow patches on the wall exploded one by one, and I wanted to poke myself in the eyes at a glance. With the impact of the water gun, a liquid emitting a thick foul smell splashed on the surrounding passers-by. The melon friends who couldn't stand this huge visual shock all collapsed and vomited.

The various scents mingled together and hit the weak heart of the finch god, and the bloodless little face seemed to be greener, desperate to withdraw. But the people on the periphery desperately wanted to go inside to take a look, but they couldn't squeeze out at all, and they were about to die of her.

Xu was someone who couldn't stand it anymore, and suddenly grabbed the loudspeaker placed on the side of the road, "It's going to explode inside, get out of the way." Waiting for the people to be stunned, the finch god seized the opportunity to slip out, and then a large number of people crowded out, shouting and scolding.

I heard that this place has become an alternative attraction later, and some people who live nearby said that last night he saw a green light coming from here, saying that something was made into a sperm. Regardless, the stench of that time is deeply imprinted in the minds of the residents.