It was late at night, the stars were shining brightly in the sky, the crescent moon was crooked, there were one or two places where night insects were talking, and there was a dim light bulb hanging on the wall of this bathroom.

After Wang Wang walked out of the secret room, he stretched his waist and said, "Finally, his mother came out, and he suffocated me inside!"

"Who do you say?" came a man's slightly angry voice from the night.

"Who?" Wang Wang was startled and looked fixedly. I saw a figure go from blurry to clear and come under the light.

This is a thirty-year-old man, about 1.8 meters tall, and the color of his skin is not real because of the lighting, as if it is yellow. He was wearing a coat and a melon-skin hat on his head, which should have been made of cotton.

The first feeling when I saw this person was that this person's facial features were so three-dimensional!

The eyebrow bones and cheekbones are very high, the bridge of the nose is very straight, and it seems that there is often a dark shadow in the eye sockets, and you can't see whether he is looking at you or not under the light.

So Wang Wangqiang smiled and asked a little embarrassedly, "Who are you?"

"Me?" the man's voice suddenly became a little strange, "Guess what!" There was some intimacy in his tone.

Wang Wang thought to himself, do I know you? How can I guess?

The man waited quietly for Wang Wang to answer, although he used an expectant gaze, but it still made Wang Wang feel a swishing swish.

"I don't know you!" Wang Wang said, his heart moved, could it be that he was sent by the god of death to answer him?

"No, you've seen me!" the middle-aged man said to Wang Wang.

"Soul Reaper?" Wang Wang asked tentatively.

"Ouch, hey!" the man chirped, "You've guessed right!"

Wang Wang muttered in his heart, and reminded him carelessly: "I said hey, this is the Divine Sect! It's good for you to keep your voice quiet, it's troublesome to be discovered!" After speaking, Wang Wang subconsciously looked around.

The little pig's mouth laughed when he heard Wang Wang's words, and laughed loudly. The voice penetrated a distance of several hundred meters, and I believe that there is no problem in crossing the entire Qingzhen Temple.

It's almost late at night now, although there are no more visitors in the temple, but there are still some mousses in the temple, at this time, the little pig's mouth is laughing so much, it is good to wake up a few less!

No, after a while, a yawning forty-year-old mousse came, this mousse was still wearing a sleeping sackcloth coat, he rubbed his eyes and asked the little pig's mouth: "Ayi Demous, why don't you sleep and stand outside the toilet so late? Constipation? Can you defecate by laughing twice?"

There are a few things to explain here, first, the people who cultivate mana in Qingzhen Temple are all called mousse, and there is no difference between upper and lower titles. The one who manages the logistics is called Mousse, the one who receives the guests is also called Mousse, the one who sweeps the floor is called Mousse, and the one who manages the account is also Mousse.

Because the 'Mousse Temple' is also one of the three gates, there are usually some affairs that need to be dealt with, and there are some public activities that need to be brought forward, so a general speaker is launched, called Da Mousse, which means that the abbot presides.

The guests in the temple usually come to worship, but this one has no job to help in the temple. This man has been here for a long time, but because his words and deeds have not been very ruly, he has been arranged by the steward to sweep the floor, and he cannot even worship in the chapel.

The mousses lie on the ground when they sleep at night, because they feel that they are born to die, to come and to go, and that after death they are earth, and that they should be soil before they are alive!

At the same time, the mana they cultivated had something to do with the earth.

Sleeping with sackcloth is a ritual, and Mai is made of castor beans, which are the closest plants to nature in the books of mousse, so mousse will feel very comfortable wearing this.

Because this kind of linen has no warmth function, many mousses will practice spells. I heard that this spell is because there is a mousse who was frozen to death, and he had to create this spell, called: Earth Elephant Method, mainly for protection, without too much aggression, so Qingzhen Temple is not too famous because of this.

Having said that, this forty-year-old mousse is called Zeid, and he usually has a good relationship with Ayde. No, although it was late at night in late autumn, but on this cold day, when no one else came out, he was willing to come out to see what happened to this mousse that he was usually good friends with, which in itself is very revealing. Don't forget, it's late autumn!

But at this time, Ayid was no longer the previous Ayid, so he moved his body to block the sight of Wang Wang, who Zaid might see hiding in the bathroom, and said quietly: "I have something to tell you!"

I don't know why, today, Ayid's nose looks very high, and his eye sockets look very deep, which makes Zaid feel very uncomfortable, he twisted his body uncomfortably and said, "Say it!"

"Come closer!" said Piggymouth.

Out of trust in his partner, Zeid leaned forward a little.

"Now, you're going to lose your mind!" said the piglet's mouth softly, and the leaning body of Zayd froze.

"Are you so funny?" Wang Wang said, "Why are you letting me hide, what else can he do to me?"

"Nonsense, you are a soul body, no matter how bad this mousse is, you can see it, when the time comes, he will scream, but the effect of laughing is different from mine, see that the people in this temple don't tear you apart!"

Wang Wang swelled and said: "Hey, it's not to underestimate me!" He made a tearing motion with his hand: "It's not necessarily who tore whom! You don't know, I was..."

"Okay, okay, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and possess yourself, and wait for the people in the temple to come!" the little pig mouth urged.

Wang Wang smacked his lips and attached himself to Zayd's body, and Zeyd's stiff body gradually softened.

"How is it?" Wang Wang pulled the sackcloth on his body and said, "Is it like?"

The little pig's mouth glanced at him and snorted and said, "It's okay!" If the little sheep's horns saw it, he would definitely say bitterly: "Two idiots!

The little pig's mouth led the possessed Wang Wang to the place where the mousse rested in the temple, and along the way, Wang Wang asked questions, which made the little pig's mouth almost go crazy.

"I won't say it, you can just listen to my arrangement when the time comes, and I guarantee that you can be a big mousse!" said to Wang Wang angrily, even his eye sockets looked a little cute.

"Aren't people afraid of death?" Wang Wang said.

"You dare to provoke my master if you are afraid of death?" I really don't think I will die fast enough!" said the little piggy with a snort.

"How can I mess with her, she has to ask me to help her do things!" Wang Wang said helplessly.

"My master has difficulty moving, shouldn't you help her?" said the little piggy of course.

Wang Wang speechlessly glanced at the little pig's mouth walking in front of him, this guy, stupid and stupid!