My monsters are going to heaven

There was a sudden storm that night, without warning.

It is not uncommon for the rain to fall on March [-]rd, but as the first rain in spring, it is too irritable.

It's not like the spring rains in previous years that moisten things silently. On the contrary, it seems that Thunder God and Lightning Mother have started a war and smashed several arsenals.

Lu Yiming heard the sound of ping-pong on the roof tiles of the apartment, and felt that what was falling was not rain, but swords, for fear that the roof would be smashed through.

The sound of the rain was mixed with the whistling wind, and the kerosene lamp was flickered by the wind leaking in from the loosely closed window, making it almost impossible for him to read. Holds the flame of the wick.

He has already read Volume No.15 of the set of "Jinling Local Chronicles" in his hand. It is strange to say that the book monster he met last time has never appeared again.

Lu Yiming wanted to meet him again and ask him if there was any other way to transfer his soul.

Was it really just a dream last time? !

A Ford scrambles through the rainstorm in the night, bouncing on a flooded road.

The driver slowed down somewhat helplessly, and asked the passenger in the back seat, "Sir, the situation tonight is really difficult to go. Why don't we wait for the rain to stop, or tomorrow..."

"I have something urgent." The guest interrupted lightly, and stretched out a long and clean hand from the back seat, with a dozen or so dollars in the palm, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

The driver happily took the money and put it in his pocket, while joking: "Which little lover are you rushing to meet? I really can't wait for half a moment."

The guest didn't answer.

Taking advantage of the dim light inside the car, the driver quietly looked at the guest from the rearview mirror, and he hadn't bothered to take a closer look when he got into the car just now.

He was young and stylishly dressed, his hair neatly brushed back, revealing a smooth forehead and a thick, handsome hairline.

Even though the facial features are not clearly visible in the dark, they are indeed a handsome face, but the complexion is a little gloomy and depressed.

Maybe it was a quarrel with the little lover?

Hua Moyan sat in the back seat and didn't take the driver's teasing seriously, he didn't have that skill.

His mind was filled with the same word: escape.

When he came back from the theater in the evening, he was in a daze.

That gluttonous seal...

Can't go wrong.

The group of mysterious people who sealed him in the donkey skin back then also had the same pattern.

Although I don't know what kind of relationship these actors have with those people, and I don't know if it's a coincidence that they came to the town, but as long as they see this mark, Hua Moyan will feel uncomfortable and can't sleep or eat.

He recalled the agony he suffered on that day many years ago and the humiliation and fear he had endured all these years...

The fingertips trembled slightly.

This is a nightmare he will never forget.

What Jinpoluo, what Zhao Yuzhen, what mana recovery, he has completely ignored it.

He already regarded those opera singers as plague gods, and only wanted to escape from here, as far away from them as possible.

Even if there is only a one in ten thousand possibility, he is absolutely, absolutely unwilling to take the risk to have any contact with this group of people.

Don't even want to die.

also……

Hua Moyan also faintly felt that his own soul was a little strange recently.

It seemed that an invisible force was trying to summon him.

Several times in sleep, one or two of the three souls and seven souls almost slipped out, as if they were about to be pulled into the unknown abyss by that mysterious force.

Fortunately, he slept very lightly, so he tried his best to pull him back.

Before the mana was fully recovered, this really increased his uneasiness.

Could it be that old man Mo's soul-moving technique, what's wrong?

This set of spells was found by him and old man Mo after studying many ancient secret scrolls. Some of the writings in them could not be seen after being eaten by insects and mosquitoes. Therefore, they have been groping for some formulas with half-guessing and half-testing, but failed. More than a hundred times.

How many skins have been wasted in vain.

It was a surprise to be able to successfully remove the donkey skin this time.

But maybe because of the incomplete formula, there are still some undiscovered problems?

Forget it, right now, these are no longer important, the future will be long, as long as you are alive, you can always find a way.

36 meter, go is the best policy.

Lu Yiming sat by the window, rubbing his sore eyelids, unable to read another line, and finally decided to take a rest.

On the avenue not far from the window, a car roared past with its headlights on, and quickly turned to the right.

Lu Yiming narrowed his eyes slightly and was taken aback: The road in front clearly only has two directions, going straight and turning left?

Sure enough, at the corner where the car turned, there was a screeching slam brake and a series of violent crashes.

Lu Yiming opened an umbrella, took the little donkey, and hurriedly ran over by stepping on the water.

Several houses nearby also turned on their lights one by one, and a few men put on their clothes and came out to open the door with sleepy eyes.

"what's the situation?"

The car apparently scraped the wall and crashed into a large tree, knocking the trunk out of the way.

The car was overturned in the standing water and the hood was badly twisted.

The driver passed out in the driver's seat, and was carefully dragged out by Lu Yiming and several warm-hearted people.

There seems to be no one else in the car?

Lu Yiming turned around and was about to leave when suddenly a hand stretched out from under the car and grabbed his ankle tightly.

"Ahhh!" Lu Yiming was so frightened that his whole body trembled, the umbrella in his hand flew out, his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell back into the water.

At this time, there was a sudden thunder and lightning, he only felt a white light falling in front of his eyes, and Tianling Gai lost consciousness due to the pain.

When he woke up again, Lu Yiming saw a vast expanse of whiteness in front of his eyes, his body seemed to be wrapped in warm clouds, and his mind was still in chaos.

After a long time, as the things in his mind gradually settled, the white mist in front of him gradually dissipated, and a wet face came into view, but it seemed to have no eyebrows.

He blinked vigorously, and the brows and eyes of that face became clear instantly.

He couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Sister Chen?

Her eyes were flushed, and her pink and beautiful face was wet with tears, and she asked him with a trembling voice: "Are you awake?"

"?"Why is she here?

Lu Yiming lowered his head in doubt, his body was covered with the Fugui Four Seasons quilt specially ordered by Lu Zhai last year

He struggled to support his heavy body and sat up, looking around, the furnishings here... It was his own room.

A dull throbbing pain in the head caused bouts of dizziness, making it impossible to think.

Lu Yiming supported his head, felt his throat was itchy, coughed a few times, and then asked: "I...why am I at your house?" It seemed that there was a bit of cold, and his throat was hoarse.

"Your family?" Sister Chen's voice rose sharply.

Lu Yiming thought of something, and moved back cautiously, "Oh, I probably didn't come here by myself this time, you won't...you want to hit me again?"

"Master," Sister Chen cried, and came over and rubbed his head, "Are you stupid again?"

"You're stupid." Lu Yiming couldn't help replying weakly, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, wait, his eyes moved slightly, staring at Sister Chen with piercing eyes, "You...what did you call me just now?" ?”

Sister Chen gasped, tears fell one by one like broken beads.

Before she could feel sorry for the master and madam under Jiuquan, she saw the person on the bed jumping up, rushing straight to the bookshelf, searching for a long time to take down a mirror, staring blankly at the mirror for a long time, and suddenly slapped himself, Immediately, he dropped the mirror and lay down on the ground, slapping his legs and laughing loudly.

Laughing like a maniac, as if he just watched all the ridiculous things in this life, and wants to use up all the laughs in this life at once.

Mingming pounded the ground until his fists were swollen, but the smile on his face became brighter and brighter, more... distorted.

The last time I saw someone laughing like this was when Old Man Qian's son in the next street went mad.

Sister Chen was so frightened that her tears stopped, she was startled, she quickly wiped her tears, turned around and ran out to find Dr. Li.

Lu Yiming didn't know how long he laughed before he regained his composure.

Although his mind was a little confused and he didn't understand what happened, he knew that he had returned to his original skin, obtained his original identity, and became the owner of this house again.

I, Lu Yiming, he|damn| are back.

He slowly climbed up from the chair next to him, the ecstasy in his heart had just erupted once like lava from a volcano, and now there was still residual heat, which made him shiver all over.

He needs to calm down and take care of himself.

A figure approached outside the door.

"Ah Jin." Lu Yiming stopped him with a smile.

Ah Jin walked in slowly.

Lu Yiming stepped forward and stretched out his hand to rub his soft hair fiercely like before, but when he raised his head, he met his sharp and cold eyes.

This look, like a sharp blade that has been tempered with ice for thousands of years, is indescribably sharp, and his bones are almost stiff when he stares at it like this.

Although Ah Jin had a bit of a temper and looked cold before, he had never looked at him with such eyes.

Ajin shook off his hand in disgust, and approached him step by step with chills all over his body, until he was pushed against the wall.

Before he could speak again, Ah Jin grabbed his right hand, squeezed his throat and pushed him against the wall, the coldness in his eyes became more intense, and he growled softly: "Do you want to die?"

Lu Yiming always knew that Ah Jin didn't like being patted on the head, but it was just a joke to tease him. Is it necessary to play such a heavy hand?

Thinking of how I treated him with all my heart and soul in the past, but in the end I got this kind of treatment, I could only feel cold and angry for no reason, and said coldly: "Just touch it, what do you want to do? Let go!"

A trace of doubt flashed across Ajin's face, he squinted his eyes and leaned close to him, looking carefully.

After a while, for some reason, the coldness in his eyes dissipated suddenly, and then he slowly let go.

Lu Yiming got angry and pushed him away with an elbow, went to the table to take a drink, and said angrily, "Get out!!"

Hearing no footsteps, Lu Yiming glanced back secretly.

Ah Jin was still standing there looking at him, unable to see his expression against the light.

"If you don't go out, you're a puppy." Lu Yiming deliberately snorted with a straight face, and didn't look at him again.

This time, the sound of footsteps walking away slowly came from behind.

In the past, Zhao Lao Er said that to raise a beast, you need to give it a whip and a candy, so that it will be obedient after being raised.

He couldn't bear it, and felt that his Ah Jin was different from Xiong Xiazi after all.

Now it seems that Ah Jin is really spoiled.

The animal nature in him became more and more intense, and he lost his temper at the slightest thing.

If you don't fight for three days, go to the house to uncover the tiles.

It's only been a few days since I've been walking, so I dare to use my hands and feet like this.

If it goes on like this, isn't it going to heaven?

It seems that I have to find a way to discipline and discipline.

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