Si Mo looked at the white light in front of him who suddenly turned into a problem boy, and he was also speechless in his heart. But what needs to be done is still to be done, she continued:

"Okay. In this case, you should not go to reincarnation for now, just see your acquaintance take the initiative to tell me the identity of the other party. ”

"Reincarnation? You mean...... I'm really dead?! The small white ball of light trembled, and it seemed that a person raised his head in disbelief to look at Si Mo.

"Hmm. You're really dead. I was able to enter your body because you died. So, you'd better cooperate with me to hand over your memories, anyway, it won't be useful for you to reincarnate in the underworld. ”

"That's not right! You just said you could grant me a wish! ”

"That's on the premise that you obediently hand over all your memories, instead of fooling me like squeezing toothpaste, which is half true and half false, but I am not satisfied with your performance just now.

I don't have any memory, it's actually nothing, so I pretended to have a car accident and hit my head. But if you don't go to reincarnation, after time, you may never be able to be reincarnated. Before I leave, I will let your soul fly away so as not to affect normal reincarnation. ”

Si Mo casually finished talking about the stakes, turned around and left.

"Don't!! Other!! Other!! Top dog!! Memory I'll give you!! I'll give you !! ”

Bai Guang seemed to be in a hurry, he was a ghost he had just done, and he didn't know the rules of being a ghost, and he was frightened by the rules of Si Mo's red fruit, and he was immediately intimidated.

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Si Mo opened his eyes and rubbed his sore head again. She had been talking nonsense with Bai Guang for a long time, but the real world had only passed for a minute or two.

She looked up at the old electronic watch, and in her mind she had a spectrum of the proportion of demonic space compressed time. As soon as I wanted to turn around and take a step to the sofa, the door in front of me opened.

A bandaged face peeked out from behind the door, hair messy and stuck together as if it hadn't been washed in years. It can be seen that it took him the courage to open the door for a long time, but as soon as he looked up, he saw the real murderer who beat him to the ground.

"Ahh Why are you still here?! ”

Being asked such a question hoarsely by a middle-aged man in an almost desperate tone, Simo suddenly waved his hand angrily,

"Where am I not here?"

It's just that she forgot that when the original owner was chasing the man in front of her, she was holding a chair leg in her hand, and at this time, she waved her hand casually, and in the eyes of the man, it immediately turned into a threat of wielding a weapon.

"Ahh Don't hit me! Ink ink! Daddy was wrong!! Don't fight! I promise not to scold again!! ”

The man looked at his son, who had already pushed the door he was dragging open, and he didn't know what kind of big drama he had added, but Si Mo only saw a fear in his eyes, and he didn't have the majesty in the memory of the original owner at all.

"I'm telling you, from now on, you won't even think of this door! The left leg goes out and breaks the left leg! Step out of the door with your right leg and break your right leg! Do you understand? ”

"Then I'll eat......" The man glanced at the leg of the chair in Si Mo's hand, and had to bow his head in compromise.

"What I have at home is instant noodles! If I could have survived, so could you! Simo was not sympathetic at all. In my memory, the original owner ate instant noodles for five years, and there were no instant noodles without even seasoning packets.

"Then I'll call the takeaway ......" The man was very ruinous.

"If you have money, call it. I'm not going to give you a penny! If you dare to lure your fox friends to gamble, beware of me breaking your fingers one by one! You better believe it when I say it! ”

Si Mo further wanted to cut off the opponent's back road. In the memory of the white light delivery, the little boy was surrounded and beaten by a group of red-eyed men, calling the sky should not be, calling the ground, and the earth is not spiritual.

"Momo! I'm your dad! The man couldn't bear to shout, but when he saw the leg of the chair coming towards him, he was so frightened that he hurriedly crouched down to avoid it.

"Strict lawsuits! Your son is dead! From today onwards, all you have to do is say that you are my father, and I will immediately break one of your ribs! You remembered it for me! ”

The little boy's cry in his memory seemed to be still in his ears, and Si Mo's mood became more and more irritable.