Blackening is the most annoying thing

Che's familiar qin sound curled up, soaring upwards, straight to the Jiuchong Bixiaoshi.

Those slender and smooth fingers gently plucked the strings, and that part was Muzi's soft belly.In an instant, he trembled all over, as if he had masturbated to orgasm, drank the magic X potion, and felt refreshed all over his body after taking the drug, which made him instantly fall in love with this feeling.

He vaguely recalled that this piece of music seemed to be the one played by the owner of the violin and the strings of the Muzi for the first time.At that time, because he fell into the mood of grief and indignation, he ignored the refreshing feeling.But now, for the first time, he felt carefully that playing cotton, oh no, playing the piano is such a cool thing!

At that moment, he fell in love with playing cotton, oh no, playing the piano for 'music'.

Enjoying the dance of fingers and belly, the soft belly with no muscles, swinging and swinging.He also fell into a deep sleep happily.

Since then, in addition to practicing, every time the master of the piano plays the piano, he will rejoice, looking forward to the familiar piece played by the master of the piano.However, the master of the piano didn't spend much time playing that piece of music. Most of the time, he played other pieces of music, and the string of Muzi's horn, Ishiro, happened to be the least string used by the other party.

In this regard, Muzi expressed deep disappointment.Every time, after the owner of the qin took out the qin, he still waited hard and looked forward to it.

One day, the master of the piano played the familiar tune again, Muzi enjoyed the massage from his fingers, squinted his eyes happily, and was as happy as a fairy.

From his perspective, he could just see the black silk of the master of the piano, as well as the smooth chin with a white porcelain texture.After a while, the master of the piano bowed his head and played carefully, with a devout and intoxicated expression.

Her eyebrows are like mountains, her eyes are like cold stars, clear and clear.There are really bandit gentlemen, who are as sharp as cutting, and as sharp as grinding.

It was the first time for Muzi to see the face of the master of the qin, and he couldn't help but admire from the bottom of his heart. This master of the qin is definitely the one who fits his vision the most among all the men he has ever met.His temperament is like orchid, and he is as humble as jade. He has a slight similarity with Tang Yuqi, but the effect comes out when he compares it.

The one in front of him is definitely a genuine product, but Tang Yuqi knew it was a counterfeit product at a glance.

What a humble gentleman of Zhilan Yushu, a gentle and jade-like Qin master!

Under this appearance and temperament, Muzi also had a little inferiority complex, but this emotion was quickly wiped out in the refreshing feeling.

For Muzi who has no concept of time, he doesn't know how long the time has passed.Anyway, the only thing he knew was that besides the Luan Niao, there was another listener who came to listen to the piano on the Mt. Mt.—the little black snake, who looked weird and wanted to become a mighty dragon all day long.However, although the little black snake is ugly, he can't stand people talking.

Therefore, the little black snake quickly established a good relationship with the owner of the piano, and developed to a friendly level where he could order songs at will.Because of this, Muzi's unlucky days also came, since the other party started ordering songs, there was no chance for him to appear on stage.And the days of enjoying belly massage and other services are like water flowing eastward, gone forever!

Muzi sighed sadly, the last string of the fifty-string ancient xylophone suddenly released a cloud of mist and quickly dissolved in the clouds, disappearing without a trace.

One person and one snake immersed in music did not notice this, but often, beasts have sharp eyes and ears, and the little black snake suddenly interrupted the sound of the piano in doubt, and asked in a waxy voice like a child, "Prince Changqin, have you ever heard the sound of the piano?" A sigh?"

Prince Changqin withdrew his hand, the sound of the piano stopped, he frowned slightly and said, "Could it be that you heard it wrong."

It turns out that the owner of the piano is named Prince Changqin, but do humans have such a name? !Muzi thought suspiciously.He was not familiar with the ancient mythology, so he quickly gave up thinking deeply.After all, there are many people with strange names, and the owner of the piano is not bad.

After the end of this song, the lingering sound echoed around the mountain, stretching for thousands of miles, and after a while, the sound finally disappeared in the ears.

After the Prince Changqin chatted with the little black snake and took a break, he suddenly played a familiar song from Muzi.

Muzi's eyes lit up, and he said in his heart, oh my mommy, it's finally time for me to wait.

Picking lightly with plain hands and twisting slowly, the sound of a piano fell to the mortal world, making Muzi instantly immersed in the scenery, the moon, and the colorful sunset, like a dream, like a dream, and it seemed to be so refreshing.

Once "Heng Heng Ha" falls into pleasure/excitement, who cares about other things.Muzi called Zhenghuan, but he didn't realize that the voice at this time was being heard by the two of them.

"呲——" the strings made an unpleasant staccato, and the music came to an abrupt end.

"That's the sound!" The little black snake looked at the prince Changqin swearing.

"A qin spirit was born on the fifty strings?" Prince Changqin looked at the qin on his lap in surprise. After checking, he didn't find any spirit in the qin, which made him feel strange.But he didn't deny the stingy words.It's just because those few cries are clear to my ears, and they are by no means stingy.

"how?"

Prince Changqin shook his head and said, "There is no spirit of the qin." Then he frowned and thought deeply, since there is no spirit of the qin in the qin, then where did the sound come from.

"That's weird."

He was happy, but the playing ended, how could he not be annoyed.Muzi, who was indulging in sensual enjoyment, was suddenly furious, and immediately whimpered after waking up, "Why did you stop!!!"

This roar, like a sudden thunder, resounded in their ears, and one person and one snake couldn't help but look at Guqin at the same time.

"It's really the sound of this piano!" Qian Yu said with certainty.

"But this..." Prince Changqin, who was bound by Qin Ling's thinking, was surprisingly puzzled.

"Are you the spirit of this qin?" Before Changqin recovered from her thoughts, Qian Mou asked the fifty-stringed qin.

Muzi was startled, and after hearing what the two said, he immediately understood that it meant that they could hear his voice.His voice was slightly weak, and he asked intermittently, "Can you hear my voice?"

"So what?" Qian Yu suddenly laughed, shaking her black head back and forth.

"You are not the spirit of the qin, how can you be in the qin?" Prince Changqin asked questioningly after thinking for a while.

"Who said no, how could I not!!" Hearing the other party's questioning of his identity, Muzi became a little annoyed, and he retorted loudly, "I am the famous Muzixian Fifty!"

"Mu Zixian fifty, why is your name so lengthy?" Qian Yu muttered in doubt.

Prince Changqin bent his lips and smiled, his slender jade fingers gently slid across the strings of the piano, and he realized in his heart that it was so.

Muzi trembled, and Yu Yin trembled, "Why can't my name be so long, and he is still called Prince Changqin?!"

For a moment, she looked at Prince Changqin, the corners of Changqin's mouth twitched slightly.

"After many years of cultivation, I can finally speak a human language," Muzi sighed suddenly.

"Have you been in Qinzhong for many years?"

"That's right." Muzi rolled his eyes, not wanting to be known where he came from, and said nonsense, "Since the birth of my consciousness, I have lived in the piano, and every time I play it, I am very happy. However, I can’t say it, I can only hear about it now, and finally let me wait until this day.”

"It's really hard for you." Prince Changqin gently stroked the strings, pursed his lips and smiled lightly, a warm light seemed to flash in his eyes.

"That's not right!!" Muzi moaned as he enjoyed the other party's massage.

Since then, Prince Changqin no longer took the qin to play, but held the qin in his arms all day long.

The duo of Changqin and Qianyu also became a threesome.

The gentle and jade-like changqin player, the serious but childish-sounding listener Xianyu, and Muzixian Fifty, who rubbed his feet and talked a lot of nonsense.

One day, Changqin was puzzled, and asked Muzi how Muzi felt when he was playing, and why he made such a sound in the first place.

Muzi wasn't embarrassed at all, he just said one word, "Sweet!"

The other party was puzzled, and then asked, "What is the meaning of this word?"

Muzi scratched his head and didn't know how to describe it in ancient Chinese. After a while, his eyes shifted to the other party, his eyes lit up, and he said ambiguously, "Men, sex, all, understand."

Changqin's face turned red, so she stopped asking.

Another day, I saw Qianyu, accompanied by Changqin music, and the song was over.

The three of them were chatting, and for a while, Qian suddenly thought of asking Muzi how he felt when the Changqin was played.

Changqin's cheeks were stained with red clouds, but Muzi's nonchalant voice sounded, "You are a male."

"I am."

"That's good."

"Why?"

"When you meet the female snake, you will understand."

The corners of Changqin's mouth twitched slightly, and she didn't know what expression to make.

"I am a water scorpion, and one day, I will become a Yinglong and go straight to the sky." Qianyu invited, "And when I become a Yinglong that reaches the heavens and the earth, Changqin, would you like to sit by my corner and ride on the Yufeng, see all the mountains and rivers?"

"Wait, why is there him without me?!"

"Changqin will take you there."

"That's not too bad!" Muzi hummed in satisfaction.

Changqin stood still, holding the piano and smiling.The breeze blew, and his clothes were rolled up, like a feathered fairy.

At that time, the blue sky was clear, the scenery was bright and the moon was shining, the mountains were dense, and the scenery was just right.

59. Chronicles of the Ancient Times ([-])

The vicissitudes of life have passed through thousands of years.The ancient god separated from the heaven and the human world, and the prince Changqin is about to ascend to the heaven with his father, the fire god Zhu Rong.

On the mountain, the trio met again here.

"Ann, I won't forget you. Besides, after going to the heaven, it's not like there is no chance to go back to Mt. Mt. to meet you again!" Muzi comforted him as the strings vibrated.

"Me too." Prince Changqin smiled lightly, with warm eyes.

Wagging his tail for a while, his tone was low, "Muzi will also leave with Changqin, and I will be the only one left after this mountain. It's so boring."

Muzi opened his mouth and wanted to continue to comfort him, but he saw Qianyu's black bean-like eyes flashing suddenly, his tone was firm, and he said persistently, "The next time we get together in Mishan, I will definitely become a Yinglong soaring to the nine heavens."

Muzi laughed and said, "Yes, yes, you have become Yinglong, and I cultivated a human body, let's ride the wind and waves together, shall we?"

Hearing Muzi's words, Changqin pursed her lips and smiled, her dark eyes hid a little fondness, and said to Qianyu, "The next time we meet, we will live up to today's promise."

Qian Yu slapped the ground with the tip of his tail, and said, "Changqin, let me listen to your piano again, please?"

"Why not." Changqin sat holding the piano, caressing with both hands, touching and pressing, a piece of fairy music fluttered out and spread into the sky, attracting colorful birds to circling and dancing.

Enjoying the massage, Muzi snored and fell into a deep sleep.

Heaven is the fairyland that all cultivators yearn for.The same is true for Muzi as a cultivator.But when he came to the heaven, he found that the heaven was not as beautiful as he imagined.

The scenery of heaven is beautiful, and there are countless kinds of landscapes. Often one place can see the changes of the four seasons throughout the year.The residences are all kinds of Qionglouyuyu, carved and painted buildings, towers and waterside pavilions, which are too beautiful to behold.In addition, the heavenly world is rich in materials, such as xianzhilingcao, zhilanyushu, white cranes and birds.

It's really a fairyland!

However, Muzi just couldn't figure out why the gods were still fighting endlessly since the heaven was so beautiful.

Later, he suddenly remembered a famous saying, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are gods, there are also rivers and lakes.

The various forces in the heavenly world were constantly at odds, and soon they were on the verge of breaking out.

Since then, the First World War in Heaven, which was named the Battle of Banquan by later generations, has been divided into two camps.Yandi Army and Huangdi Army.

The two randomly picked out one, both of whom were well-known ancient gods. They respectively commanded the gods under their banners, and the first war broke out in the history of the heavens.

When Muzi heard that Prince Changqin and Vulcan Zhurong were going to help out, he was shocked.

In his eyes, although Changqin is the number one musician in the heavens, he can tell at a glance that he is not a template.In his eyes, the Changqin, which is a typical background board, does not have a high natural force value.

He really couldn't imagine what would happen to a gentleman like Changqin who made music all day long, sang to the moon, and talked about romance.

Human wars are cruel, he has always believed so.But God's war is terrifying, so he was very worried about Changqin's going to participate in the war.Of course, this worry also includes his little selfishness. If Nima dies on the battlefield, what will he do if he is swollen, bastard!

Changqin is smart and smart, so naturally she quickly sensed Muzi's emotional changes.No, it should be said that it's strange that he didn't notice it!

Ever since his father told him that he was going to help out in the battle of Banquan, Muzi has been moaning and moaning all day long. Whenever he played the piano to appease him, the other party no longer screamed cheerfully, but sighed from time to time, and then came out with a puff of smoke.

"Muzi, why have you sighed and kept silent all day recently?" Changqin didn't take his going to the battlefield as a big deal at all, and naturally he didn't notice the reason why the other party sighed frequently.

"Alas" Muzi sighed again, and said in a low voice, "If you go to the battlefield, what shall I do?"

Changqin didn't understand what he meant, and continued, "I will take you there too, so there is no need to worry about it."

Muzi has black lines all over his head. Is this dude really stupid or fake? Hey, then he said loudly, "I mean, what will I do if you die on the battlefield!"

Changqin chuckled, knowing it in her heart, "So that's the case. Muzi sighs all day long, but it's really worrying about me"

Seeing the other party shaking his head and laughing, Muzi said angrily, "I'm worried about you, what's so ridiculous?!"

Changqin seemed to see a chubby, pink and tender child arguing towards him with his hips akimbo, his heart warmed, his eyes were as gentle as water, and he replied softly, "I laugh because I am so happy."

Muzi groaned, thinking that this is more or less the case.

In just a few days, the war started in full swing.

When the Changqin held the qin and made music, and when he plucked the strings, Muzi was so shocked that he couldn't say a word!

Let me go to Nima, why is this guy so awesome!Isn't his worrying and worrying just a waste of resources? Bastard!

The cruelty of the truth hit him hard on the top of his head. After the war, he was depressed and didn't say a word all day long, which made Changqin, who had always been used to talking to Muzi, very uncomfortable.

Changqin pondered, there was no way to go on like this, so she acted as Muzi's confidant, and asked with a clear voice, "Muzi, is there anything unhappy these days?"

"No." Muzi replied simply and decisively.

Changqin nodded, she really had something in her heart, and continued to say in a gentle voice, "Then, in a few days, how about we go to Mt.

"It's ugly and dark, what's so good about him?!" Muzi said angrily.

"Cough cough" Changqin coughed a few times suddenly, and suddenly realized in her heart, this, could it be the true image of Qianyu in Muzi's heart.He narrowed his eyes and smiled, he really has the heart of a child!

"Then how about listening to me play the piano?" Changqin tentatively asked, but never heard Muzi's unwilling voice.

He shook his head, with a warm arc on his lips, plucked the strings and played the most familiar music of Muzi.

Muzi, who was shunned, soon indulged in sensual enjoyment, and then was nonchalantly talked about by Changqin, and soon forgot about this unpleasantness.

After the third celestial war ended, Muzi found that he seemed to be able to transform into a human body for a short time.

Just when he was about to tell Changqin about this surprise, Changqin suddenly received an order from Emperor Fuxi, and ordered Buzhou Mountain to capture the black dragon.

Muzi felt that this development had a strange sense of déjà vu, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he didn't have a deep impression and never remembered it.

However, it is impossible for a small black dragon to beat Changqin.He has always had great confidence in Changqin.Therefore, he was not worried about what would happen to Changqin at all.

However, it's not that if you can't say something like an accident, you won't come!

Zhong Gu, the son of Zhulong, lives in Buzhou Mountain to guard the pillars supporting the sky. However, Zhong Gu's status is noble, especially above the gods, but his temperament is violent, and he only defends his own people a little. Method.But Zhonggu's only hobby is listening to music.

The black dragon that caused the catastrophe fled to Mount Buzhou, and when Fuxi learned of it, he summoned the god of fire, Zhu Rong, and the god of water to work together, and ordered them to go to Mount Buzhou with the prince Changqin, hoping that Zhonggu would be able to win the net because of the skill of the prince Changqin. Open one side and hand over the black dragon.

However, the god of fire, Zhu Rong, has a hot temper, and finally angered Zhonggu.The two gods of water and fire fight with bells and drums in Buzhou Mountain.

However, the prince Changqin saw the black dragon among the rocks in Buzhou Mountain. The golden red eyes of the black dragon told the prince Changqin that it was his old friend Qianyu!

Apparently, Qian Yu also recognized the prince Changqin, and he took the prince Changqin and hid in the dragon's lair, so that he was not accidentally injured by the battle between the bells and drums and the two gods of water and fire.

However, Mount Zhou is a place where the spiritual power of heaven and earth is abundant. The two gods of water, fire, and the bell and drum stirred each other's spiritual power, bursting out with a hundred times the power, and even shattered the pillar supporting the sky!

Seeing that the world was about to overturn, the two gods and one dragon realized that they had caused a catastrophe. Even though Zhonggu used all his strength to wrap himself around the pillar supporting the sky to slow down the collapse of the pillar, the pillar still fell down in the end.

What kind of pillar is this, as fragile as glass!Muzi complained happily in bitterness, but he also knew that this time he was in big trouble!

There are countless disasters in the world and the heavens. With the joint efforts of the gods and Nuwa mending the sky, the punishment of several great gods also came down.

Qianyu was donated by the goddess Chishui as a mount, and she was no longer free.Gong Gong, Zhu Rong went to the east of the Bohai Sea, returned to the ruins in the abyss, and thought about it for a thousand years.

Among them, the most tragic one is Prince Changqin. He was demoted to a mortal and lost his immortality forever.

And the fifty-string zither, which has the power to destroy heaven and earth, was also destroyed by the emperor Fuxi.

Muzi knew something bad had happened since the Tianzhu collapsed, and when the Heavenly Emperor punished him, he knew he was doomed this time.

Fifty-stringed qin, born in response to chaos, in response to fifty avenues, Tianyan 49.The lack of one in the way of heaven means that ray of life.The qin has great power, and the fifty strings play in unison, which can bring the world back to chaos.Such an artifact, how could the Emperor Fuxi tolerate it.As for the owner of the piano, Prince Changqin, he is just a poor man who has been implicated.

Muzi smiled wryly, knowing that he had no way out.Then he gritted his teeth and thought to himself, even if he was going to die, he.Li Muzi also has to die with value! !

The fifty-stringed harp, he corresponded to that ray of life.Therefore, when the qin was destroyed, he almost recklessly broke himself, without the slightest hesitation, and flew into the body of the long qin.

But he didn't expect that a thunderbolt from the sky came from the sky and struck Muzi on the head. He shattered to the ground and disappeared with the wind.

And his last regret was that, fortunately, the strings got in.

The qin is broken, the strings are broken, and the sound is no longer.

The breeze blew, and the fly ash on Zhuxiantai was rolled up, and it floated on Changqin.

Lishan, Lezhi, no one is there.

From then on, the heaven got a black dragon mount of a goddess, and lost a fairy who was good at playing piano music.

And no one remembers the weeping and complaining in the fifty strings of destruction.

60. Muzi the Ghost Animal ([-])

After returning to reality, Muzi was very depressed.Although he is a bit of a dick, he is actually quite smart.Therefore, he doesn't like interpersonal relationships, whether it's classmates, friends or colleagues, sometimes he thinks those people are fake.People do the same thing and others do the same thing. If you tell lies to you, you will also tell lies to others.

In this indifferent society, he can't see the sincerity, and can't feel the warmth of human feelings.Naturally, I learned to be equally indifferent!

But he knew that under his indifferent appearance was a fiery heart.He is looking forward to, hoping that there will be such a person who is willing to regard him as a confidant, who can drink wine to the moon, return to the same drunk, and have a heart-to-heart bond.He is unwilling to pay, but expects to gain!

But in interpersonal communication, there is always one person who pays first.Therefore, the ghost voice who can accompany him to eat, drink, have fun, and chat with him is his best friend.Qian Yu, who is sincere and has a pure heart with great ambitions, is his best friend.Only Changqin who really understands him is a lifelong friend! !

The heaven is cold and lifeless, Changqin admires his liveliness and warmth of laughter.He envied Changqin's calm handling of things, even in the center of the whirlpool, she could still sit on Mount Tai's work.

Changqin is half of a circle, and he is the other half of a circle. Only when they are incomparably compatible and complementary can they be called best friends!

His friends lost him, and he lost his friends.Logically speaking, he should get used to this kind of thing after he has experienced it a lot.

But he still couldn't help being sad, but for the final choice, he didn't think he regretted it!

On the mountain where the clouds are surging in the page, Changqin has a slight smile on his face, and his eyes are still warm, sitting on the top of the mountain and playing the piano, while he is standing on the Changqin with a silly smile The body swayed from side to side, moving with the music, and the colorful birds circled in the sky.

He thought, that picture would be unforgettable for his whole life.

Later, when I accidentally saw a poster of Gu Jian Qi Tan, I remembered everything.

Ridiculous, extremely ridiculous, the person who cherishes his heart is actually a person in the game!At that moment he had an extremely ridiculous feeling.But if it was the future, then he would not regret it, not at all.

Because, he knew, whether it was Ouyang Shaogong or Baili Tusu, they were no longer Changqin.

He only hopes that Changqin can break free from the shackles of destiny, and live happily even as a human being.

As a friend of Changqin, the only thing he can do now is to give each other blessings.

That night, he had a dream.

On a high mountain that is very high and wants to penetrate the clouds and reach the sky.

He stood quietly behind Changqin, and saw Changqin sitting on the top of the mountain, surrounded by a sea of ​​clouds, and the wind was blowing his robe.

The Changqin plucks the strings lightly, as if it has never changed its posture from ancient times to the present. Raise your hand, touch the qin, lightly pick and twist, an ethereal fairy sound, endlessly, spreading all over the world, all over the land.

He thought at the time that this might be the first time they had met face to face.He smiled lightly, and then said, "Changqin."

The other party turned his head, and it was a completely unfamiliar face in front of his eyes, with indifference and death in his eyes, it was not the Changqin he knew.

"Who are you?" he asked.

Muzi smiled, and suddenly realized in his heart that Changqin was long gone.

Suddenly woke up from the dream, but felt a throbbing pain in his heart, so painful that he couldn't speak.

Mingming already knew, obviously he hates this the most.

He clutched his forehead, groaned, fell onto the bed, and fell into the vortex of pale dreams again.

Liu Zhiyan once again dreamed of the stranger he had never seen before.

The man stood quietly behind him and called his name. He turned his head and saw the warm smile of the other party like the sun.He was dazed for a moment, and the familiarity penetrated into his bone marrow, but his memory was blank.

He opened his mouth to ask the question hidden deep in his heart, but saw the other party showing a sad smile, which made his heart palpitations stop suddenly, and his heart ached.

In a trance, he seemed to see that the fifty-stringed qin was broken, the strings were broken, and the blurred figure collapsed.

The fingertips were slightly cold, and he had never touched it, but he knew it must be a very warm person, slowly dissipating before his eyes, turning into ashes inch by inch.

At that moment, it seemed that his whole world was eclipsed, which made him almost suffocated, and his heart ached, lingering for a long time.

who is he.

The brilliance of the bright moon is shining down, the shadows of the trees are full of women's robes, the sound of the piano is bleak, the lonely and clear autumn, and the old people are not remembered.

Although Muzi tried his best to adjust his emotions, he couldn't wake up from those countless years of memories.As long as he calms down, those memories will keep coming up, like a wild sand, trying to engulf him.

He once thought that if his ability transcends the world and can completely control the PSP, he can travel at will and return to the time and space he has been to.At that time, I could also see Changqin to see if he was doing well.But the bottom of my heart is sober and thorough, that day is so far away.That boundary is more than just a world.If you want to meet again, it is more difficult than going to the sky.

Sometimes, he thought darkly, if so, he didn't give his body to Changqin at that time.Then Changqin will follow the development of the plot in Gu Jian Qi Tan, maybe in the end like that, the two of them will meet again, right?

But this idea is just a thought.

Because Changqin is his life and death friend.

He was reluctant.

As he was getting more and more depressed, even the cute steamed buns, whether he came out to jump around or begged to be fed, became boring and stale in his eyes.He didn't want to ask further questions about whether the other party had come to the ancient world or whether he had been to the world of vampire knights.

Muzi, who can't get excited about doing anything, will soon usher in the next time travel.

This time, the PSP didn't give him any tasks, it seemed that he was just here to relax on vacation.It's just right that he doesn't need to do the task, and he can continue to be decadent.

After a long time, he knew that the above was purely an illusion.

Mantou swept his tail, walked for a while, and then looked back at his master who was shrouded in shadow.Wang Wu let out a cry, and seeing that the master was still gloomy, he sighed weakly, looking up to the sky and thinking, my master, how can you be so decadent, bastard!

"Bang!" The loud impact came from behind, and the mantou shook his ears, and turned his head quickly, showing a look of panic in an instant!

Muzi was hit head-on by a truck that was obviously seriously overloaded.The whole person flew up, bleeding all over his body, and hit the wall with a bang, turning into a freshly baked human meat pancake.

Horrified, Mantou flew over like a gust of wind.He circled around Muzi, yelling.Of course, what he meant wasn't that the master didn't want to die, what would I do if you died.but.

Master, it was just hit by a small truck, how did it turn into a meatloaf? !

"He's dead—" Screams echoed from all around.

"Call an ambulance."

"The driver is going to run, grab him!!"

"My God, that dog is so loyal, it keeps barking around its owner!"

When Muzi got up from the ground with a dazed face, he suddenly heard the strange question about steamed buns. He frowned, thinking, what do you mean I've become a meatloaf, and then looked down.

Fuck, who is that meatloaf-shaped mosaic, unknown object embedded in the wall, who died so tragically? !

But when he saw Mantou yelling at his master around the corpse, Muzi realized, Nima, it was him!asshole! ?

"Steamed bun?"

"Wang? Master!" Mantou turned around and saw Muzi whose lower body was foggy.

"Master, what's wrong with you?!"

"It's just dead." Muzi waved his hand, feeling quite trivial.

"That" Mantou looked at the woman on the wall.

"Leave him alone." Muzi frowned, how could that mosaic be him.

But in his heart, he thought strangely, it was a little strange, not only did he not have any tasks when he arrived in this world, but he died just two days after living, and after death, he still hadn't returned to the real world.

After the PSP was upgraded, he really couldn't understand it more and more!

"Master, where are we going now?"

"Let's go, wherever you go" Muzi just walked away, but found a cheating fact.

Nima, he couldn't leave within ten meters of the place where he died! ! ! !I go!

After the corpse was taken away, Muzi was upgraded to an earth-bound spirit.Of course, Mantou will stay by the owner's side unswervingly.As a result, pictures of the loyal little white dog began to spread wildly on the Internet.Therefore, steamed buns have also become famous, and have a new name called rice balls!

"Hey, isn't that the loyal dog rice ball that was uploaded on the Internet recently?"

"Yeah, so cute."

"Do you have any leftover ham sausage from lunch?!"

"Yes, there is still a piece of chocolate left."

"So"

I saw a group of middle school girls wearing ultra-short school skirts, chattering around the steamed buns squatting beside Muzi, and began to touch, pinch, feed and so on.

And Muzi sat cross-legged on the ground alone, looking at the steamed bun with envy and hatred, the darkness surrounding him became more intense.

Nima, the self who was killed innocently became the background board, and the fame of Mantou has been fulfilled. What is wrong with this world? Hey!

Sensing the master's cold, cold eyes, Mantou used his front paws to push the small bowl given to him by a kind person in front of him, and asked with twinkling eyes, "Master, do you want to eat?"

Looking at the bowl of chocolate with steamed bun teeth marks, Muzi only had a row of ellipses left in his heart.

"Oh, so cute. So cute."

"He must have wanted to share the food with his dead master!"

"I'm so touched!!!" The girls picked up the steamed buns again, rubbed and kissed them vigorously.

Looking at the steamed buns brimming with happiness in the delicate arms of several girls, Muzi expressionless, "..." roared in his heart, why am I not a dog! ! !Soul egg!

There is a park behind the wall where Muzi died.Although Muzi has only his soul left, he is still not used to lying down and sleeping on the street.And because of the ten-meter range, he could only choose to spend the night on a cool chair in the park behind.

In the early morning of this day, Mantou suddenly stood up and told Muzi that he learned from a good friend he met not long ago that there is a very powerful human being who can transcend souls, maybe that will make Muzi go back, even if he can't go back , or not limited to this small scope.Therefore, this time he is going to invite that human being to help the master, and he has to leave for a few days first.

Muzi waved goodbye with tears in his eyes, thinking movedly, Mantou is really a good and loyal mantou, white, tender and loyal, such a pet is hard to find even with a lantern!He swears that when he returns to reality, he must treat Mantou well!

The night without the companionship of steamed buns seemed extraordinarily lonely.

The cool moonlight shines on the ground, and the park seems to be extraordinarily quiet at night.

Muzi was lying alone on a chair in the park, looking at the moon in the sky, full of thoughts, and he didn't know who he was thinking about.

61. Ghost and Muzi ([-])

Suddenly a man with long braids in a black windbreaker appeared not far away, and then another handsome man hunched over with a beer walked into the park.

He walks heavily, with a gentle and handsome face, but he is full of exhaustion, with a gentle expression, and he can tell at a glance that he is overwhelmed by life and work.

The man in the windbreaker stopped the other party, and seemed to say something in an advertisement.He began to sell his magic glasses.

But in Muzi's view, those glasses are no different from the plastic glasses that cost ten yuan a pair at the street stall.

The two talked for a while, and in the end, the man in the windbreaker also confiscated the other party's money, as if asking the other party to go back and try out the effect, so he stuffed the glasses to the other party.

After a while, the man in the windbreaker disappeared. The man looked around blankly with his glasses in his hands, and then he walked towards Muzi quickly while holding the glasses tightly.

Muzi poked his head out a little, wanting to observe the other party carefully.But suddenly the world spun, and when he woke up again, he found that his perspective had changed to another person again.

Could it be that he was reborn again, and was about to move his body, but found that the perspective shifted, "Kezai, you seem to be a little different today."

"Really, it's just an extra pair of glasses." A low-pitched male voice came from behind, Muzi was startled, turned around quickly, but saw the other's huge eyeballs.

In an instant he showed panic, what a god! !

After a day, he finally recognized the reality.He turned into a pair of glasses! !

By the way, what is the name of the world he wears this time? It seems to be called ghost glasses, right? !It seems to be a game, but I haven't played it, and I don't know.

However, the word glasses soon made him realize that it might be the theme of officially entering the world.I believe that in a short time, he will repeat the process of each world he goes to, accepting tasks, completing tasks, and then returning home after dying.

In this way, his heart also settled down.But I didn't want to wait, so I waited for a bolt from the blue! !

He found that the pig-footed Saeki classmate is an elite man when he wears glasses, and a cowardly man without glasses.And the pig's feet with glasses are actually a Y, and he often goes to bars and Y Bars to have one-night stands.

Every time a pig's foot is having sex with someone, Jun Muzi with glasses sees it.

The one-night stand for the first time shocked Muzi to the extreme, amidst all kinds of sex.He no longer has expectations for Mr. Eyes' integrity.

He also went from disgusting to ignoring the whole process of watching the other party, and he didn't feel anything during the whole watching process.Muzi did a good job of adjusting the state!

But unscrupulous glasses man, once again