How can one become an immortal if he is so lazy? Chapter 144: Drunkness is the root cause of all kinds of troubles. When you wake up, it is too late to realize your regrets.
Chapter 144: Drunkness is the root cause of all kinds of troubles. When you wake up, it is too late to realize your regrets.
Hei Yang looked at the unfortunate guy who was still confused, and clapped his hands to attract his attention.
"Hey, hey, don't be confused first. Let's all cooperate with each other so as not to waste both parties' time..."
After a pause, Hei Yang took two steps back and pointed to the sea of skeletons on the side: "Nuo, go find your own bones and then assemble them yourself. Be quick and quick!"
Soul: "..."
The soul nodded subconsciously. The aura on Hei Yang's body gave him an irresistible feeling, and the desire for his own bones began to emerge from the depths of his soul. It can also be said to be the yearning for life.
This kind of desire is probably like the attachment to the quilt when you wake up in the morning. A soul without a skeleton to rely on always feels insecure.
Not only do you have to get back into bed quickly, but you also fall in love with bed. You must find your own frame to successfully match it.
What a waste of time it would be if Hei Yang arranged and distributed their bodies by himself. At a glance, he saw that they were all white and white. It was so dazzling that he couldn't let him detect the bones one by one! <
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【Skull No. 666】
【Ribs No. 235】
【Toe bone of No. 007】
……
Hiss, it’s a lot of work to read this kind of puzzle over and over again!
Seeing that the soul temporarily named Zero-03 gathered ghost energy and dived into the sea of bones to dig up his own body, Hei Yang nodded with satisfaction.
"In this way, a lot of time is saved, and it is worthy of..."
Before Hei Yang finished speaking, a rib passed by his head and hit the ground hard. He blinked and turned to look at Zero-03, his eyes suddenly widened.
"Fuck, don't throw your bones around if they're not yours. Be gentle and don't crush their heads!
Damn it, are you stupid? If you use your arm to poke your leg, is that the place where it can be connected?
Also, you’re holding three thigh bones in your arms. You can’t be too greedy. Put it down!”
I saw No. 003 rushing into the sea of bones. In an instant, like a weasel rushing into a chicken roll, the bones were thrown away and the bone fragments were scattered...
If this continues, the brothers behind will have no choice but to find bone meal!
The gray-white mist held up Black Sun, and rushed towards Zero Zero Three. It also plunged into the sea of bones, and several broken bones splashed on the copper snake, making a crisp knocking sound.
A group of resentful souls looked at Hei Yang and Zero Zero Three chasing each other in the sea of bones, and suddenly felt their resentment getting heavier!
"Hissing..."
The copper snake looked at its master helplessly. How do you feel that it would be difficult to solve these problems within a year...?
[Your contract partner (Hei Yang) has a deeper understanding of the other side of supernatural power, and is currently realizing it simultaneously...]
"What is that guy doing..."
Hong Li looked at the messages that kept coming out and couldn't help but frown: "It's weird..."
[Hongli: How are you doing?]
[Heiyang: I’m busy, don’t disturb me.]
[Hongli:???]
[Heiyang:[Picture][Picture]]
[Hongli: I’ll go, it’s so explicit!]
Hongli stared at the picture sent by Hei Yang. In the picture, he was holding two thigh bones of different shapes and chasing a group of hijacked bones. The scene was very strange.
[Hei Yang: Don’t make sarcastic remarks there, come and save me!]
[Hongli: Sorry to bother you.]
Shrinking her head, Hongli pretended to be nonchalant and gently knocked on Xingyun's door.
Speaking of Xingyun's house, Hongli only came once or twice, but it left a very deep impression on her.
It's not that it's dirty or tidy inside, it just... how should I put it... gives her a sense of deja vu!
A bed and a table.
Then there was nothing in the room, nothing!
She even opened up the connections between the rooms, saying that it would look more spacious...
Why does it need to be so spacious? After all, Xingyun doesn't live in the house very much. Every time he comes to see her, he is in the secret room ten times out of ten.
Although Hongli also knows that the room where most practitioners spend the longest time in their lives is not their home, but a place of cultivation such as a secret room or cave.
For them, the house is just a shelter from wind and rain, and there is no need to even put up a canopy to protect them from wind and rain.
There are many monks who do not live in their houses all year round, and the dust accumulates layer by layer. Some even flatten the houses. In their opinion, with this open space, it is better to raise some spiritual animals and plant some spiritual grass. But Hongli couldn't accept that look. In her opinion, a place just for sleeping couldn't give her the feeling of home.
She loves home, even if it is not home. On the first day she was assigned a house, she was uncharacteristically diligent in planning her own little home.
Regardless of whether you can cook or not, the kitchen needs to have study bookshelves, snack storage, small cabinets, tables, chairs and benches, curtains and mirrors...
Her big bed is so soft and comfortable that you feel like you want to sleep as soon as you sink into it. There are snacks, cartoons and water cups placed on the bedside.
Xiaohuo's little nest made of fluffy cotton is right next to Hongli's bed. As long as the former jumps up, he can grab the edge of the bed and climb up, squeezing in next to his mother.
The Xiaoli flamingo plush toy and the red Xiaoli wood carving are next to each other on the desk, and next to them are some odds and ends...
Speaking of Xiaohuo, Hongli didn't take her with her when she came out, locking her in the room alone to let her catch up on her sleep. After all, her mother left her spinning and jumping there last night, disturbing the child's rest...
Damn it, I get angry just thinking about it!
That guy Hei Yang actually wanted her to wear a skirt to show him, how could this be...
Ah, let’s talk about it then, let’s talk about it...
By the way, she doesn’t have a dress in her wardrobe, does she still have to buy it?
No, didn’t Hei Yang learn needlework? She asked him to do it with his own hands and deliberately caused trouble for him!
Wait...what is she thinking...
A mess...
Shaking her head, Hongli knocked on Xingyun's door: "Xiaoyun, I, Hongli, am here to pay back the money!"
"..."
No movement.
"Hello? Is Xiaoyun at home? This is Hongli!"
"..."
Still no movement.
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"Ah this..."
Hongli scratched her head: "Maybe he is practicing in the secret room again, strange..."
After thinking about it, Hong Li lifted her hair, exposed her ears, bent over and put her ears against the door: "Well, there seems to be movement inside..."
But if there was any movement, why didn’t Xingyun answer? Could it be that he was attracting thieves?!
Hongli was shocked. Is the thief industry so depressed now? Are all Xingyun’s families stealing?
"Oh, come on, come on..."
Just when Hong Li was thinking, Xing Yun's unclear voice suddenly came out. Hong Li was startled and jumped away from the door. The door handle turned, and a little red face came out from the crack of the door: "Ha, yes,
It’s Sister Hongli, come on, come and play!”
"!!!"
As soon as the door was opened, a smell of alcohol hit her face, almost making Hong Li fall down.
"You, what's going on with you!"
Hongli opened the door suddenly, lifted up Xingyun who was lying limp on the ground with one hand, and fanned it crazily in front of her nose with the other hand. The floor in the room was full of wine bottles. Just one look at it and she knew that Xingyun had been there for the past two days.
What did you do!
Hongli's pupils were shaking, she held her breath and rushed into the house, opening the only window of Xingyun's house to ventilate the house.
"Wake up, wake up!"
Hongli shook Xingyun: "Xiaoyun, cheer up!"
"Ah, hahaha..."
Xingyun raised her head and glanced at Hongli, her eyes blurred: "Dad, I, I just said I can drink it, hahaha, fill it up for me!"
"Oh my god..."
Hongli couldn't help but cover her face. Suddenly, she suddenly thought of something: "No, isn't your little Li Huohe just born?!"
A look of horror suddenly appeared on Hong Li's face: "He, he, is the child still alive...?"
"Huh?"
Xingyun tilted his head, then smiled brightly, waved his hand and pointed to the table: "Quack him, quack him, he's fine!"
"God damn it, you bit your tongue when you were naming it..."
Hongli suddenly raised her hand and looked at the table. There was a wine bowl... with a small crane floating on it... her eyes were closed...
Hongli: "..."
Hong Li: "???"
Hong Li: "!!!"
"Hey, kid, hold on!"
Hongli threw Xingyun back to the floor and walked to the table.
"Crash!"
The wine in the wine bowl was poured out, and Hong Li took out Xiaoli Flamingo with trembling hands, opened her eyelids, and pressed her little heart with her thumb...
"There's still help!"
Hongli's eyes lit up, and she lifted Xiaohe's feet: "Quick, quick, spit out all the dangerous liquid! Yes, that's it, breathe, and breathe again! Yes, open your mouth, exhale..."
"Quack, quack..."
Xiaoli Huohe made a cry that was very suitable for his name, and spit out the drink. Along with it, there were a few Lihuo flames, which jumped on the floor and ignited along with the alcohol.