Song Xi followed the good example, and she also wanted to see the effect.
No wonder some people say that the real Monkey King behind the real and fake Monkey King is no longer there, but a six-eared macaque. If he replaced Qiu Sheng at this time, no one would probably find out. When Song Xi thought about it, he couldn't help but shudder.
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Soon, Song Xi's uneasiness was eliminated by Lao Xiong's words.
The old bear carried a fish in one hand and hummed a tune before returning to the outside of the cave. He called out, "Qiu Sheng, I'm back." There was a response from inside.
As soon as he put the fish into the pool next to the hole, Qiu Sheng came over and handed him a handkerchief. After wiping his face, he handed the handkerchief to Qiu Sheng, and Qiu Sheng went into the house.
The next second, Qiu Sheng brought another set of clothes and asked him to change out of the wet clothes.
The old bear muttered as he changed his clothes, why did Qiu Sheng change his clothes in just this moment?
Doubts passed by in a flash, but I didn't take them seriously.
After Qiu Sheng took the clothes in and brought out a glass of water, the old bear looked at it and said, oh, why did he change into the first clothes again?
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Old Xiong understood. Every time Qiu Sheng went into the cave, she would put on some clothes and come out.
After several times in a row, Lao Xiong held Qiusheng down and shouted into the room, "Qiusheng, please come out."
Another Qiusheng came out of the house.
Looking at the two identical Qiushengs, Lao Xiong suspected that he was dazzled for a moment.
"Qiu Sheng, are you able to clone yourself?"
One of them, Qiusheng, chuckled and said, "Guess which one is true."
Old Bear looked left, right, right, left, back and forth. When his eyes were about to smoke, he pointed to the one on the right and said, "This is real."
As soon as he finished speaking, the person on the left slowly changed his form. Although he was still wearing the same clothes, his face could tell who it was, and it was not Song Xi.
"How did you tell the difference?" Song Xi asked.
"Eye, your eyes reveal a gossipy look." Old Bear replied.
"Qiu Sheng has been reading Bagua for decades in the underworld. Isn't this different?" Song Xi compared Qiu Sheng's memory.
"It's different. Your gossip is the kind that worries about the world being in chaos," Lao Xiong analyzed. "Her gossip is the kind of indifference and alienation."
"I didn't expect that Lao Niu looked thick and strong, but he was a man with a delicate heart." Song Xi sighed, she couldn't tell the difference herself.
"I still have a good memory. Last time you invited us to have a barbecue, but you ran away when we arrived."
"I was wrong, I will make up for it tonight."
This man, who was crying and laughing with Qiu Sheng at that time, and could still hear Song Xi’s shout, showed his true love for barbecue.
Feizhu later gave the bag to Song Xi, who happily took it.
That night, some ate a lot, and everyone had a great time.
The next morning, I was still a little hungover and confused.
Song Xi remembered Grandma Zhang and said goodbye to Qiu Sheng and Lao Xiong, who were also confused. They knew she was in a hurry to leave, so they didn't try to persuade her to stay.
Song Xi appeared in Feizhu's room smelling of alcohol.
As soon as Feizhu sat down and turned on the computer, Song Xi came back. He saw that less than ten minutes had passed since she left.
"Good morning, Flying Pig." Song Xi said hello and walked out.
"Where are you going?" Feizhu grabbed her.
"Oh, yes." Song Xi took out a bunch of clothes and accessories from his pocket. "You go out first and let me change my clothes."
Feizhu thought she was going to change out of her alcohol-smelling clothes, nodded and walked out.
When the door was opened, a skinny little girl walked out. "Flying Pig, let's go." The girl greeted her and walked out unsteadily.
"It seems like I've seen this girl somewhere before." Feizhu thought, "It seems that Old Xiong's Qiu Sheng fished it out by himself. Where is she going?"
"Why is she here? Where is Song Xi?" Feizhu stepped into the room and saw that there was no one there. "Could it be that she has returned to the secret realm again."
Feizhu thought of Song Xi's fiery temperament, shook his head and ignored it.
There was a vague feeling in my heart that something was wrong.
Maybe it’s because I’ve been thinking too much about the plot recently, and everything I look at feels wrong, Feizhu comforted himself.
I sat down again, took a sip of tea, and opened the document.
Fox, who had also just woken up from his nap, heard a knock on the door, opened the door and saw a woman standing outside.
Long-lived memories slowly come back to life.
"Tang Qiusheng?" the fox called tentatively, "Are you still alive?"
"Sister Xiao Hu, long time no see." Tang Qiusheng in front of him said hello.
"You haven't aged at all, why do you still smell like alcohol?" the fox asked.
"After a night of drinking with Song Xi, I met Song Xi in the secret realm."
"Where have you been all these years, and how did you end up in the secret realm?" Except for Song Xi and me, no one else can come in and out freely. Could it be that Song Xi brought her in? The fox thought to himself.
"I have been by your side these years." After Tang Qiusheng finished speaking, he looked at her.
Fox got goosebumps all over his body at that moment. Didn't I notice that she had been by my side all these years? No, her cultivation level is comparable to mine. There is no reason why I couldn't notice it.
The fox looked at the man in front of him and became cautious.
"Xiaoling, it's me, Song Xi." Tang Qiusheng in front of him chuckled, his face returned to Song Xi's appearance, and his clothes remained unchanged.
The fox was surprised and happy.
"Scare me, what are you doing?"
"I want to use the identity of Qiusheng to visit the underworld, and during this period, I will keep my physical body with you."
"Is it necessary?" asked the fox.
"Try it, it's just idle time anyway." Song Xi said lightly.
"Then remember to take the little ceramic fox I gave you last time with you. If it breaks in danger, it will come back to me." The fox warned.
"Yeah, I understand." After saying this, Song Xi found a stool and sat down, and his soul left his body.
The mountain breeze blew along the way, and when they arrived at the mountain behind Grandma Zhang's house, Song Xi's mind became much clearer.
"Li Liang, Li Liang, Li Liang." Song Xi called and looked around.
A figure slowly appeared, it was Li Liang.
Li Liang was stunned for a moment when he saw Tang Qiusheng in front of him.
"Tang Qiusheng, why are you here? I'm looking for you everywhere in the underworld." Li Liang became happy. If he could take her back, it would be a great achievement.
"Song Xi asked me to come here to find you and asked you to take me back to the underworld." Tang Qiusheng said.
Song Xi is trying to give me some credit. Although this girl scratched me to the point where my cultivation level has decreased a bit, I have to say that she can handle it. Li Liangliang thought to himself.
But even if this is the case, Zhang Cui can't continue to stay in the human world. Forget it, let her live a good life for this month and leave the rest to fate.
After Li Liang finished his calculation, he took Song Xi with him to the underworld.
Originally, he was worried that Tang Qiusheng's cultivation level was higher than his own, and it would take a lot of effort to bring her back. When he saw that she followed him without saying a word, he couldn't help but thank Song Xi again and again in his heart.
Compared with himself who was busy and half-hearted, who was not good at writing or martial arts, he actually envied Tang Qiusheng very much.
His cultivation level was more than a little higher than his own when he was alive. After his death, he had nothing to do on the banks of the Forgotten River. He practiced when he was bored. Because he was a hero and had people worshiping him, he lived a life of ease.
