Why does the Ghost King Mask appear on his waist?

Don't...... Is he the previous owner of the Ghost King's Mask?

Maybe...... Is he the so-called cult god who was enshrined?

But...... In addition to this mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, his body exudes the brilliance of Haoran justice all the time, which makes people yearn for it in a calm heart.

The more I look at this back, the more familiar it becomes, where have I seen it?!

"Hey!"

Yu Xiangrousi walked to me from the stairwell with the room card in her hand, poked her head and glanced at the photo curiously: "Brother! What do you see? ”

"Didn't see anything...... Didn't see anything. ”

I was flustered and chattered casually, but my arm was stiff and did not collect the photo, but let Yu Xiang Rou Si see it clearly, and asked as if fascinated: "Rou Si, do you recognize this back......

"I'll take a look!"

Yu Xiangrousi looked at me carefully, exclaimed suspiciously, took a few steps back, retreated behind me, stared at my back for a while, and then walked back to me, comparing it with the back in the photo: "Brother...... When are you playing cos? You're pretty handsome in a flying fish suit!"

"What do you say?"

My head buzzed with what he said.

"I said you're pretty handsome in a flying fish suit! Look at the material of the photo, it should still be genuine, when will you wear it in reality for me to see. ”

Yu Xiang Rousi snatched the photo from my hand very little fan, and kept stroking the surface of the photo back and forth with his left hand, as if he was as obsessed as me and said: "You are too thin, if you hold up your clothes a little more, you will be more handsome!"

"It's not me!"

I suddenly realized the seriousness of the problem because my spirit can dive inside this photo, but it doesn't mean that someone else can do it.

The back of the photo is at least 1.8 meters tall, and I am only 1.78 meters. A small two centimeters, judging by the photo, does not affect at all.

Besides, when I heard Yu Xiangrou say this, I also noticed where I saw the back...... Isn't it just me who is taller?

What the hell is going on?!

I let Xiang Rou Shreds hold the photo in his hand, directly snatched the room card between the fingers of his right hand, found the house number, and rushed into the bathroom with a mirror in the room.

"Lying ...... it!? ”

I turned my head to look in the mirror and compare the back of the photo according to the point in my memory, and the more I compared, the more I gradually matched his image.

It's really my back!?

"System Mom! System Mom!"

I called out to the system mom in my head, but I didn't get a response, and the system prompt sound of the system mom and her best friend seemed to be asleep.

"Brother! What the hell is wrong with you? ”

Yu Xiang Shredded Pork entered the room after a minute.

"I slept with you the day before yesterday, did you sleepwalk?"

Sweating in a cold sweat of panic, I turned on the faucet at the sink and slapped my cheeks with cold water to calm myself down.

"No, it's normal, you sleep honestly, you don't even say a dream word!"

Yu Xiangrousi saw that I was rarely out of normality, and I didn't understand what was wrong for a while, scratched my head and pondered, and said again: "When we came to the hotel on the first day, when I got up at night to go to the toilet and shhh

"Boom la la ......"

I looked up at myself in the mirror, but how I looked at it felt very unreal, as if someone had secretly changed my face before I knew it.

The water from the faucet is still flowing.

After I completely calmed down, I wiped my face with a hand towel and asked the shredded pork, "What did I say?" You repeat it to me. ”

"I want to think about it!"

Yu Xiangrou's acting skills are very solid, and he strives to imitate the half-dreaming and half-awake way of speaking, and mutters in a low voice: "Ah! This is my picturesque country! Yes! This is my beautiful beauty! Yes! This world is everything I have! I am Qin Shi Huang! Give me money! After I am resurrected, I will make you princes!"

"What? Qin Shi Huang? ”

I was stunned by his perfect acting skills.

"Yes, it's Qin Shi Huang!"

Yu Xiang nodded heavily to express that he was telling the truth.

"Rou Shi, do you think it's possible that I'm the reincarnation of Qin Shi Huang?"

My brain circuits are so nervous that I have a nervous breakdown, and I don't talk to my mouth, but not my brain at all.

"Brother, I think you also have the style of a king, do you think this will work?"

Yu Xiang Rousi overdrafted his potential and pretended to be forced for a night, in this morning when he was most likely to be sleepy, his IQ was completely offline, he took out his mobile phone and found my penguin letter, and the gods babbled in fragments: "I'll transfer you 3,000 yuan, and when you wake up, you don't have to make me the prince, just lend me the horses in the Terracotta Warriors to ride for a few days."

"Okay, you turn around, I'll let you ride Lou!"

I was stupid and looked straight at him.

Yu Xiang Rou really transferred me 3,000 yuan, and he didn't ease his mind in a crazy way: "Brother, it's not right!" Isn't that Lu Liu Bei's mount? It's the kind that can't be ridden if it's not hard, can I ride with this small physique? ”

"It's okay, you're not hard, but you're stupid!"

I finally dragged my mind immersed in the field of intellectual disability back to reality, snatched the photo from him without saying a word, and put it back in the space backpack.

"Brother! Are you magically doing it again? ”

Yu Xiangrou is still angry, her eyes are like lanterns, her hands are pinching her waist, and she shakes her ass for some reason, which is very charming.

"Yes, yes, don't say it, let's go to bed! Love Concubine!"

I spoke in an ambiguous tone, patted his buttocks with my hand, and then walked out of the toilet around him, lying on the double bed, looking at the ceiling with my eyes shining.

"Your Majesty~The concubines are waiting for you to sleep~"

Yu Xiangrousi happily took off her clothes, wore a yellow Garfield pants, and jumped down on the bed.

"Stop pushing it, go to sleep."

I lifted the covers and covered them both.

"Okay, let's sleep, let's sleep, I have to pretend to be a mourner tonight!"

Yu Xiang shredded meat leaned towards me, but he knew what he was best at doing. There was also a feminine fragrance on the body, and I could easily smell it, and I asked if it didn't smell like perfume.

It's very sleep-inducing.

In less than three minutes, I gave up thinking and fell asleep with Yu Xiangrou, a part-time dog-legged concubine, looking for Zhou Gong to pull the calf to relieve my boredom.

There was no word during the day......

By 10 p.m., we were a decadent quartet looking for a clean barbecue stand, some beer, and some skewers.

I bit off the roasted half-baked kidney, chewed and said vaguely: "At twelve o'clock in a while, I will go in with the shredded meat, and then Lao Zhou, you will do what we said in the morning, catch the soul caller first, and then wait for my signal."

"Okay!"

Lao Zhou was still drinking his favorite liquor, shaking his head drunkly.

He always gives people the impression of being unreliable, and if he remembers it, he will keep it in his heart for a long time.

For example, Yu Xiangrou, who was working with him for the first time, felt a little unreliable in his heart at this moment, but he didn't make a mistake, but he simply felt that Lao Zhou was such a thin and bad old man, and he was definitely unreliable.

"Fatty! If you encounter danger, you can drive away, and leave the two of us alone, we both have the trick to run away on our own. ”

I'll tell the fat man of the other party seriously.

"! It's impossible to run, so I'll call the police. ”

Fang Fatzi was fearless and used a bamboo skewer to buckle the shredded meat stuck between his teeth, indignantly thinking that I thought he was prone to bad things.

"Okay, if the situation is not right, you will call the police, and you will say that you have killed someone."

I added a bad word in my heart.

"All right."

Fang Fat Man made an OK gesture.

"Come on, brothers, let's have one."

I raised my draught beer glass full of beer and offered to bring it to the next level.

"Is it the last meal again?"

The fat man squinted at me and lifted his wine glass.

Yu Xiang Shredded Pork doesn't know how to drink, but he also lifted the draft beer glass filled with Coke: "What's the matter?" Did he have the last meal with you? ”

"! Now counting Lao Zhou, our grandfather has eaten the last meal with him, do you tell me if he always has nothing to do with the basket every day, just TM likes to find death to play!? ”