Black cats and white cats, holding rats are good cats.

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I don't know if it's been held back for a long time or the function is not working, I can't pee after standing for a long time. Zhang Xinjun had no choice but to whisper and coax, and looked in other directions to divert his attention.

This is not the first time this has happened, and Zhang Xinjun still feels particularly ashamed. At this time, you can't be in a hurry, the more anxious you are, the more you can't pee.

"Whoa", the long-awaited sound of water finally sounded, and Zhang Xinjun also took a long breath. Because I drank a lot of water before, this bubble of urine was extraordinarily large. The partial urine only lasted for a small stream, and the urine did not end for a long time.

Zhang Xinjun was helpless, but there was no way. He raised his eyes and glanced around, but froze in place.

On the edge of the polished mirror cabinet, Zhang Xinjun's somewhat distorted face was faintly reflected. But it wasn't this that scared him, it was the dark shadow next to his face.

Zhang Xinjun squeezed his eyes hard and looked over again. The shadow was still there, and it was close to him. I don't know if it's an illusion, but it seems that there is a gentle breathing sound in my ears.

Zhang Xinjun pretended not to find anything, and wanted to quickly go out to find the master with his urine intact. But the urine still flowed unhurriedly, regardless of the owner's anxious mood.

His life was at stake, Zhang Xinjun trembled his trousers and shouted, "Master! Guru! ”

The urine soaked the panties and ran down the legs, and after a burst of heat, it was biting cold. Zhang Xinjun didn't care, and walked two steps quickly to open the bathroom door.

Obviously, this haunting soul would not let him go lightly, and the door lock only clicked in vain, but it couldn't be unscrewed at all.

"Master! Master Zhai! Zhang Xinjun slapped the door, shouting hoarsely for Zhai Qing to come to the rescue. The door was slammed, but there was no response from the master who was in the living room.

The chill in his ears became heavier and heavier, as if his shoulders had become heavier, but Zhang Xinjun didn't dare to look back at all.

"Also...... To give...... I! The elongated voice with a hissing murmur seemed to ring in Zhang Xinjun's mind.

This voice kept echoing, causing Zhang Xinjun to have a splitting headache. He simply turned around, leaned against the door, and waved his hands vigorously. It was as if that would drive away the haunting spirit.

The scene in the bathroom had begun to distort, and everything was bizarre. Zhang Xinjun's eyes caught a vague figure in it, so he simply scolded at the break!

"Give back your mother! I'm not afraid of you when you're alive, and I'm afraid you're not going to make it when you're dead! It's fucking capable! Take what you want! What's the point of pestering Lao Tzu all the time! ”

Zhang Xinjun, who was forced to die, exposed another side, and he was so tough! The soul body that was entangled with him seemed to be stunned for a moment, and the action that wanted to pounce on him was paused.

Zhang Xinjun took the opportunity to turn around and continue to open the door. This time it was very smooth, and the door opened. Master Zhai Qing stood at the door lightly, holding the gossip mirror in his hand, and there were words in his mouth.

He spoke extremely fast and barely made a sound, but it seemed to have done a lot of damage to the soul. The edges that had been blurry are now very distorted.

It seemed that in an instant, the distorted soul body was drawn into a thin strip and entered the mirror.

"Are you alright!? It's been subdued by me. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Xinjun looked into the gossip mirror, and sure enough, the mirror had undergone some changes. The original clear mirror surface is now filled with gray mist. If you look closely, the gray fog is still slowly changing.

The gray mist suddenly gathered into a face, and roared out of the mirror with its mouth wide open, as if it was about to burst out. Zhang Xinjun was looking closely, and the pounce of the soul body just scared him!

He couldn't help but lean back. If Zhai Qing hadn't grabbed his wrist in time, he would have fallen to the ground directly.

"Him!" It was the first time that Zhang Xinjun had clearly seen the appearance of the soul body, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

This face was something he would never forget, even if the soul body had distorted its expression due to anger, it was enough for Zhang Xinjun to recognize it at a glance. Because, this man once caused his nightmares for countless nights.

"Mr. Zhang, do you still have questions?!" Zhai Qing didn't seem to see Zhang Xinjun's gaffe at all, and he still had a master's demeanor.

"Will he come out again?"

"No, no. Mr. Zhang, please rest assured, since I have made a move, I will definitely leave no trouble. Zhai Qing is very confident in himself.

This kind of self-confidence also deeply comforted Zhang Xinjun, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and finally thought of his predicament.

I was in a hurry to lift my pants just now, and I peed in my pants in the back half of the bubble.

Fortunately, it's winter, and even in the house, there are several strips worn inside and outside. Zhang Xinjun glanced down covertly, and he couldn't see any clues from the outside.

"Since it's over, let's ask the master to go to the guest room and take a rest!" Zhang Xinjun tried his best to ignore the cold autumn pants that were clinging to his legs, and said to Zhai Qing with a smile.

Zhang Xinjun has no identity or background, and he doesn't even have a high degree of education. With only his own efforts, he climbed to his current position. Not to mention that you have seen a storm, it is definitely not unbearable.

Although he was still wearing wet pants, he didn't speak with the slightest urgency. His tone was sincere, making it very comfortable to listen to, but not inferior.

Zhai Qing nodded and entered the bedroom that had been prepared for him a long time ago.

Zhang Xinjun watched him leave, and then returned to his room to change clothes. After taking off the outer layer of clothes, I found that not only the trouser legs of the autumn pants were wet, but also the autumn clothes on the upper body were soaked.

Especially the lower back, it's completely wet. I think it was just when the soul body attacked, and the cold sweat was wet.

Because it was too late, Zhang Xinjun was not in the mood to take a shower. I simply took my clothes and wiped my body, and then put on a clean one.

When he was lying on the bed and turned off the light, Zhang Xinjun accidentally saw the pendant left by Jiuying. The mysterious pattern on the pendant had made him study it for a long time.

Now?! Zhang Xinjun grinned and sneered. Regardless of the black cat or white cat, it is a good cat to hold a mouse. Without revealing his private past, he has already solved the entanglement of his soul.

That hideous roaring face was the last thing he wanted to mention about the past, but fortunately, everything was gone.

Thinking of the two little girls, Zhang Xinjun shook his head. Sure enough, I'm still too young! There will be nails to touch in the future!

Zhang Xinjun left them behind in a blink of an eye, what about others, what does it have to do with him? Turning over and lying down, he quickly fell asleep. (To be continued.) )