After a while, they went back to their respective rooms to sleep.

This night was also very stable, and Chen Heng also slept very soundly, dreamless all night.

And Chen Heng, who was asleep, didn't know that he had stepped into the ghost gate countless times this night.

Tang Long, who was full of haggardness, looked at Chen Heng, who was sleeping soundly, and was so angry that he wanted to punch this kid several times, but he was controlled by reason.

Ah, this sane name is called the Undertaker.

In fact, every time Tang Long wanted to blast Chen Heng, he was stopped by the mortuary, otherwise Chen Heng might have found that he was missing a few teeth when he got up tomorrow morning.

By the way, a pair of panda eyes.

Tang Long sat on the toilet made of gold with a painful face, his fists clenched, and the green tendons on his head burst out.

"Old Tang, you've been pulling all night, do you still have food in your stomach?" The mortuary couldn't figure out what Tang Long was pulling, and in four hours, Tang Long had already run to the toilet twenty-seven times.

"I'm also... Ignorance.. Road! Tang Long replied as he exerted his strength, "I... How.. Know.. This kid's poison is so powerful! ”

"Ahh Tang Long howled in pain, "Don't look at it, go out." ”

Of course, the mortuary knew what Tang Long was going to do next, so it was better not to continue to watch.

Within two minutes, Tang Long, whose legs were trembling, walked out of the toilet.

"Why do I feel like you're thin?" The mortuary looked Tang Long up and down, his face was a little strange, "Is it my delusion?" ”

"It's not..."Tang Long, whose face was yellow, shook his head, "I'm almost dehydrated, and the chrysanthemums are bleeding..."

"Won't the medicine I gave you work?" The mortuary frowned, he didn't expect Chen Heng's poison to be so fierce.

"It's useless." Tang Long's cheeks were deeply sunken, "I think I should die violently if I go on like this." ”

"I may be the first World Heritage Site holder in history to die with diarrhea."

"Huh."

Tang Long walked back to his bedroom while swaying, and the mortuary looked at Tang Long's back thoughtfully.

Early the next morning, Chen Heng, who was full of energy, got up from the bed, which was the most comfortable night he slept on since he was a child.

"Hmm~~" With a lazy waist, Chen Heng stepped out of bed.

"Hiss~" Suddenly, Chen Heng felt that his stomach hurt a little, which was normal, after all, the first thing he did when he got up every morning was to go to the toilet.

Three steps turned into two steps and ran to the door of the bathroom, and directly dragged the door open.

At the moment when he opened the door, Chen Heng almost didn't scream.

There's a dried corpse sitting on the toilet!

"Uh..."Just when Chen Heng was still thinking about why there was a dry corpse on the toilet, the dried corpse moved.

"It's all your fault...", the voice was as terrifying as a demon returning from hell, and the dry corpse raised one of his hands and pointed at Chen Heng.

"Bring me some water." After saying this, the dry corpse stopped moving, and could only see his abdomen twitching.

Chen Heng didn't care about going to the toilet at this time, so he hurriedly ran back to his room and brought a glass of water.

The dry corpse drank the water in the cup in one gulp, and the dry body was moistened a lot.

"Too little, not enough.." The dry corpse put down the cup in his hand and shook his head, "Water, I want water!" ”

Chen Heng was so frightened that he hurriedly ran back to his bedroom and brought over the big jar of water.

Grunt, the dried corpse picked up the jar and drank it, and after a jar of water, the dried corpse changed back to its original state.

"Don, Big Brother Tang Long?" Chen Heng couldn't believe that the person in front of him was Tang Long, "How did you become like this?" ”

Tang Long didn't speak, wiped his butt in front of Chen Heng, lifted his pants and stood up.

"I thought I was going to die here." Tang Long sighed, "Yesterday I saw my long-deceased grandmother calling me. ”

"I pulled my stomach all night last night and it still hurts." Tang Long looked at Chen Heng with two dark circles under his eyes.

Chen Heng was a little hairy by this look.

"It can't be because of me..."Chen Heng suddenly remembered what the nine-tailed fox had said to him.

Just touching the swamp created by Soyanagi pulled my stomach for a week. ’

That's a strange beast! Or a nine-tailed fox! That has been pulling his stomach for a week, Tang Long won't pull himself to death, right?

Gollum~

A huge abdominal sound sounded, and Chen Heng hurriedly ran into the toilet and started one of the most important activities of his day.

Morning.

Not long after Chen Heng sat on the golden toilet, there was a knock on the door.

"Come out of here! I'm going to leak out! Tang Long now wanted to remove the door directly, clamping his legs with pain on his face.

"Whew! Got it, this is out! Chen Heng hurriedly wiped his pants and lifted them, and the moment he opened the door, Tang Long turned into a phantom and rushed in.

Chen Heng also helped Tang Long close the door with great interest.

"Little Chen Heng is up." The undertaker walked over with a bottle of weird-looking potion in his hand, "Is Old Tang still in there?" ”

"Just got in." Chen Heng kept staring at the potion in the mortician's hand, "What is this for?" ”

"You say this?" The mortuary shook the potion in his hand, "I'm afraid that Old Tang will pull him to death, so I helped him configure antidiarrheal medicine." ”

"But Xiao Chen Heng, your poison is too fierce, even Old Tang can be hit." The mortuary said to Chen Heng with an expression of 'I found something interesting'.

"Anyway, last time Lao Tang was greasy and constipated, I fed him three catties of laxatives, but it didn't work, your poison is much better than laxatives."

"Next time you're constipated, let Old Tang come to you." The mortuary stood happily at the door of the toilet.

Ten minutes later, Tang Long walked out of the toilet.

At this time, Tang Long's face seemed to be 996 working overtime for a month, his steps were shaky, his cheeks were sunken, and his eyes were blue.

"Come, drink." The undertaker handed the bottle of the weird-looking potion to Tang Long.

Tang Long didn't hesitate, and drank it in one sip.

In just an instant, Tang Long returned to his previous state of 'good doctor-patient relationship', his muscles bulged again, and his complexion became a lot more ruddy.

"It's kind of picking up a life." Tang Long sighed, "How many bottles are there for this thing?" ”

"There's a lot of stock, it's definitely enough for you." The mortuary put away the small bottle, "Let's go, go for breakfast, and go to Xiaoshuang after eating." ”

"Little Shuang?" Chen Heng recalled for a long time before remembering that they were originally a four-person team, "Where are we going to find it?" ”

"I don't know, but it's easy to find." Tang Long shook his head, saying that he didn't know where this person was.

"Let's go, let's go eat, I feel like I'm going to start digesting myself." Tang Long, who had regained his vitality, hurriedly ran downstairs, while the undertaker and Chen Heng followed slowly behind.