"Oh oh oh!" The sudden cheers startled Chen Heng, and he looked back a little at a loss.

The city guards all hugged each other and cheered, as if something very happy was happening.

"What's wrong with them?" Chen Heng looked at these people suspiciously, did anything good happen?

"Maybe you're stupid." The mortuary looked at Chen Heng with a smile, but the twitching corners of his eyes betrayed him.

This smell is too punchy!

The mortuary looked at Chen Heng with a blank face and didn't know what to say, can't you smell that smell yourself?!

"What does it smell like?" Chen Heng sniffed, "It's quite fragrant." ”

"You'll know when you turn back." The undertaker covered his head with one hand and pinched his nose with the other.

Chen Heng was very obedient, and took back the soul of Xiangliu to the record of strange beasts in the mountains and seas.

At the moment when he turned back into a human form, the stench that came to his nose directly smoked him.

This can no longer be described as 'stinky'!

This is simply a biological weapon!

"Where's Don!" Chen Heng pinched his nose and looked into the distance, but there was nothing in the distance except the stench swamp.

"He should be fine, and he will be back in a moment." The mortuary was not worried about Tang Long's safety at all.

After a while, a bald man covered in mud climbed the city wall.

"Can anyone explain to me what's going on?" Tang Long wiped a handful of sludge from his face and stared at Chen Heng who was pretending to be dead on the side.

"I don't know......" Chen Heng whistled weakly, his eyes wandering.

"Old Tang, you..." The undertaker's expressionless face finally fluctuated slightly, "Your hair..."

"Hair?" Only then did Tang Long notice that the top of his head seemed to be a little cold.

When you touch it, it is extremely smooth, and it is even cleaner than the master who has been shaving his head for decades!

"My freshly grown hair!" Tang Long knelt on the ground with a gloomy face, his face was loveless.

"Xiao Chen Heng, come here." After a while, Tang Long eased a little from the pain of losing his love, and beckoned to Chen Heng with a smirk.

"Brother Tang, if you have anything, just say it there, it's not convenient for me to go over." Instead of going over, Chen Heng took a few steps back, a little farther away from Tang Long.

"It's okay, brother doesn't blame you, after all, it's the first time to use it, and it's not a big deal to accidentally hurt a friendly soldier, except for the smelly spots." Tang Long put on a bright smile, but this little face Chen Heng didn't look right.

"I'm sorry, Brother Tang, I call you big brother, you can spare me!" Chen Heng took a few steps back, eager to escape away now.

"No, Don." The mortuary fanned his nose in disgust, "You stink too much, hurry up and wash it." ”

Tang Long saw that his 'good brother offensive' did not work, so he simply gave up this plan.

In the future, there will be an opportunity for you to experience the taste of bald heads! Tang Long thought secretly in his heart.

"It's probably over tonight, let's go meet these supreme rulers of the human race tomorrow." After the undertaker finished speaking, he hurriedly left the city wall, it was so smelly here!

Chen Heng also hurriedly followed the seepage of the undertaker and slipped away, leaving Tang Long alone on the city wall holding his reflective head and wailing.

"My hair!"

Villa, living room.

Chen Heng sat honestly on the chair, and put his two hands on his knees in a regular manner.

"Chen Heng, you can squeeze some more 'water' from before." The undertaker smiled rarely, though it looked a little stiff.

And the fake can't be fake.

"Okay, then you can help persuade Brother Tang, I'm afraid he will tear me down." Chen Heng shuddered, and when he turned around, he saw Tang Long, who was covered in mud, standing at the door.

"No, Old Tang will scold you at most, he won't do anything to his own people." The mortuary was not worried about this problem, and took out a small glass bottle from his pocket.

"Come on, squeeze out some and use it for me."

"Okay." Chen Heng summoned the soul of Xiangliu and entered the state of half-human and half-beast.

Chen Heng opened his mouth and tried his best to squeeze out the previous 'water'.

Soon, the small glass bottle was filled by Chen Heng, and the mortuary looked at the transparent liquid in the bottle with satisfaction, and didn't know what to do.

"Chen Heng, does your memory tell you that this thing is 'water'?" The mortuary suddenly remembered a question, until just now, Chen Heng had been calling this terrible venom 'water'.

This made the mortuary very incomprehensible.

"In Xiangliu's memory, this thing seems to be ordinary 'water', and so on." Chen Heng pressed his temple.

"Oh! This is the sour water that Xiangliu reversed after eating too much, it should be regarded as gastric juice, right? Chen Heng slapped his thigh violently, "I only saw it after looking through Xiangliu's memories for a long time." ”

"Well, I said it's so corrosive." The mortuary nodded suddenly, "You don't have to worry about what I do with your gastric juice, I just like to collect all kinds of poisons." ”

"Whew~ comfortable!" Tang Long, who had been cleanly washed, walked out, wearing only a pair of small pants.

"Old Tang, you should also pay attention, this is not a good habit." The mortuary said to Tang Long as if he was accustomed to it.

"Whatever, it's all men." Tang Long didn't care about any of this at all, and he didn't even notice the maids next to him who were already blushing to the point of exploding.

"Wow......" Chen Heng stared blankly at the explosion-like muscles on Tang Long's body, each piece was full of power, but it didn't look bloated, but unusually harmonious.

"Brother Tang, are you a bodybuilder?" Chen Heng looked at Tang Long with envy on his face, what man doesn't want to have such a figure.

"No, it's not." Tang Long shook his head.

"That's a fitness instructor?" Chen Heng continued to guess.

"Why do you think that?" Tang Long looked puzzled, "Don't I look like a cultural worker?" ”

"Not really." Chen Heng shook his head.

"Brother Tang, what are you doing?"

"Ah, I'm an emergency physician at the city hospital." Tang Long said an answer that was enough to shock Chen Heng's jaw.

Doctor?

Emergency department?

Even if this figure is a doctor, it should be an orthopedic!

is full of slots, Chen Heng doesn't know where to start complaining.

"Don't believe it, Don is really an emergency doctor." The mortuary raised his head and looked at Chen Heng, who was full of disbelief, "And his doctor-patient relationship is very good, and there has never been a medical trouble." ”

Hehe, if you want to make trouble, let's weigh whether you can bear a slap first.