The man squatting in the corner of the latrine was sweating profusely—

The memories in my mind are fragmented and fused frame by frame.

He opened his eyes again and looked into the moonlight at the man whose face was not clear in the darkness.

"Lady?"

Was he dreaming? I saw someone I could never see again......

"Mother, what lady? Who are you? What are you doing in my toilet at night? You're here to steal dung, are you? ”

Su Rongrong's brain was wide open, and although she couldn't believe it in her voice, she couldn't help but pick up the-stirring stick in her hand, as if this person dared to have the slightest act of transgression, just like that black ball, he smashed people into the dung pit-

"Lady? It's really you! Chu Heng burst into tears.

Before, his head hurt very much, and when he woke up in bed, he felt like a dream, and then when he raised his eyes, he saw a black mist floating around him, and he was startled-

The memory in his mind seemed to have a round, but he didn't quite understand it yet, so he got up quietly and went to the toilet.

This is a filthy place, even if there is only a trace of the primordial spirit left, it cannot be contaminated with the filthy aura here, otherwise it will be in the way of the gods.

"Isn't it fake?"

He has already died with Linchuan Daojun, and his soul should be scattered.

How can you suddenly see the person you are thinking about?

"Fog grass! What are you doing? Hurry up and let go of my legs! ”

Su Rongrong is going crazy, what do you say when she hugs in the toilet at night?

When the hand holding the-stirring stick was about to let go, Yuguang noticed that the black ball seemed to be about to come out of the toilet bowl full of Yonedako......

"Gross!"

Su Rongrong couldn't help but spit it out.

But the movements of his hands did not decrease, and he didn't care about the person holding his legs, and he tried his best to pound the black ball.

"(a plant)! See if I don't pound you! ”

Su Rongrong really felt disgusting, this ghost group is not like words, it is quite tenacious, and it can still struggle to come out in Yoneda Gongli.

"In the hands of Queen Rongrong, count you as the ball!"

Su Rongrong gritted her teeth and continued, the person holding her thigh seemed to have returned to her senses, and watched in disbelief as his lady smashed the black mist with a-stirring stick......

Chu Heng (⊙o⊙)...

Stunned by the wood?

If I'm not mistaken, it's the original god of Linchuan Daojun.

Oh no, you shouldn't call Linchuan Daojun now.

The current Linchuan is just a Jindan monk in distress......

It is also the most depressed moment in Linchuan's life.

“……”

Chu Heng couldn't help pinching his face.

It hurts......

But it was enough to tell him that everything around him was real.

He's really gone back in time too......

Back to the time when his wife and parents were still around.

These are not his hallucinations and delusions......

Especially what happened in front of him, it made Chu Heng's heart beat like thunder!

"There's never been a better time to get rid of him!"

Chu Heng bit his fingers, and when Su Rongrong continued to tinker with the black mist, he used blood as a guide and made a secret technique.

"Ahh

Faintly hearing something screaming, Su Rongrong's hand froze.

The moment she stopped, the black fog melted away......

"It's finally dead." It's so hard to tinker with!

There can't be ghosts in this world, right? Then she'll have to find a way to get some charms to protect herself.

Su Rongrong thought so, and as soon as she breathed a sigh of relief, she smelled an indescribable smell again......

"Hey! Stinky smelly! It stinks! ”

Su Rongrong dropped the-stirring stick, pulled away the person holding her leg, and hurriedly ran to the outside of the toilet, waiting until she couldn't smell the smell before stopping and gasping for breath.