Get off the vulgar, smelly monk!

Moga and the little black snake woke up after sleeping for a long time, and Liu Xi was sitting by the side panting.

The little black snake spat out the letter, and its cold snake head slowly rubbed against Moga's face, as if worried about his condition.

Moga patted the little black snake on the head.

He only remembered that he met Bai Suxin in his dream, and then the two of them entered the cabin to avoid the army of dead bones. Afterwards, he didn't have much memory, it seemed that he had fallen into a deeper sleep, and when he woke up again, it was the current situation.

"Thank you benefactor for saving me."

Liu Xi wiped the sweat from his forehead: "It took me two days and three nights to expel the resentful half soul from your body, and now it is imprisoned in your golden bowl."

"Half soul?"

Liu Xi's expression was solemn: "I'm afraid you fell under his spell when you expelled him last time. Su Xin came to me suddenly last night and said that Resentment is the original body of your demon."

"he……"

"You two are disturbed by resentment and resentment, and the dream is intertwined. In the dream, he was attacked by resentment..."

When Liu Xi was suddenly woken up by Bai Suxin last night, she was quite surprised.It was just a fragment of Bai Suxin's broken soul, who somehow left his body and came to ask him for help.

Resentment has high mana, Bai Suxin's body is damaged, and in desperation, he can only burn his blood and sacrifice his thousand-year practice, so that the remnant soul will escape when the body is weak, and rely on instinct to find Liuxi for help.

At this moment, Bai Suxin's remnant soul is stored in the jade bottle of Guanyin statue.

Moga heard the ins and outs, and there was an indescribable panic in his heart. It seemed that every time Bai Suxin followed him, people would be injured, and each time it was more serious.

He looked at the little black snake with a heavy heart: "Then he now..."

The little black snake seemed to sense the other party's emotions, and scratched his palm with its tail comfortingly.

Liu Xi was also not sure, so he could only answer truthfully: "It's not clear yet, Su Xin still has a remnant soul floating outside. Although it is not harmful to life, but there is no transformation, and I can't see where it affects."

Moga: "Let's talk about it after a period of cultivation."

Bai Suxin's injuries were added to his injuries, so he definitely couldn't transform immediately.

The little black snake spat out the letter, got into Moga's skirt and fell asleep.This time, he didn't keep warm through a layer of underwear, but directly got into the clothes, sticking to the warm skin, using Moga as a big heater, and only put a snake's head on the neck of the person to breathe.

Moga was shocked by the ice, and felt sorry for Bai Suxin's excessive wear and tear, so he didn't pull the snake out.

Seeing this, Liu Xi just took a second look and didn't say anything.

After a few days, the two finally discovered Bai Suxin's abnormality.

The little black snake ate and slept as usual, but no longer listened quietly when Moga chanted, and sometimes swam up to the beams of the house and caught a few mice.It was yesterday that Moga and Liu Xi finally confirmed that Bai Suxin had a mental problem.

The little black snake went out for a walk after eating, and happened to meet Xiaodouzi who was also going out for a walk, and he immediately assumed a posture ready to attack, scaring Xiaodouzi like a soft-legged shrimp.

Moga silently stroked the little black snake's head. He remembered Bai Suxin's eccentric appearance before, and his heart, which hadn't had any big fluctuations for many years, suddenly panicked.

This guy won't, never come back, right?

Magga sighed.He didn't tell Liu Xi that in fact, he was also hit by the mist when he first faced off against Resentment.

In his vision, he saw the young man who used to play tricks on him, they walked across the river bank in the setting sun holding hands, the young man's soft lips swept across his cheeks...

Perhaps it was at that time that Resentment hid half of the primordial spirit in his body, which led to a series of things that followed.

Looking at Moga's lonely expression, Liu Xi recalled the scene when she first met in front of the Baifu gate more than two months ago.Comparing the past and the present, they are completely different.

"Let's find a way to lure the remnant soul back first," he said.

Magga has no objection.

Perhaps it is because of the lack of a soul that Bai Suxin is like this?

The two of them tried many methods in the past few days, but they couldn't let the remnant soul return to the body, and now that soul is still staying in the clean bottle of the Guanyin statue.

The little black snake came close to Moga's ear, patted his stomach with its tail, and then looked at the golden bowl that sealed the grievances.

It's hungry.

It has only been less than seven days, and the theater troupe is almost exhausted by it.

Moga patted the little black snake's head: "Is there no other way?"

"Yes, yes..." Liu Xi hesitated for a moment, then said, "But this method is not suitable for you..."

"What way?"

Liu Xi squeezed out a dead branch from her purse: "This is called Fanshengxiang. It has the effect of bringing the dead back to life. It can bind scattered souls, but it has a side effect..."

Fanshengxiang is refined from Liuxi's own taproot, and its effect of bringing the dead back to life can be called a miracle, but it has a bad side effect - it is an aphrodisiac, and it has miraculous effects, whoever smells it will be shot.

After listening to the explanation, Moga fell silent.

It's not that he doesn't have confidence in his self-control, but that he is too powerful, and he may be a little bit uneasy with Shang Bai Suxin.

Seeing that Moga was silent, Liu Xi planned to put away the Fan Sheng Xiang, but was stopped by someone.

"Come on, I'll set up a barrier."

Liu Xi was taken aback for a moment, and she admired Moga in her heart.Dare to challenge the side effects of Fanshengxiang, you really deserve to be a Zen master.

Put the burning incense into the incense burner, hold the golden bowl and exit the door, only one person, one snake, and a group of remnant souls are left in the room.

Sure enough, with the assistance of the anti-life incense, the remnant soul entered the body smoothly. The little black snake twisted its body, raised its head to rub against Moga's face, then wagged its tail, and moved to the front of the incense burner to form a lump.

——Because of his unsteady mind, the little black snake especially likes the smell of Fanshengxiang.

Moga's eyelids twitched, and he quickly picked up the little black snake and sat cross-legged in a corner away from the incense burner.

After staying in the room for a while, he didn't have any strong reaction except for being a little hotter, and looking at the little black snake, Moga's face became a little unsightly.

I saw its snake tail up, and a... do not see anything evil slipped out of the black scales, and found that there was no mating or mating partner, and it was swimming around anxiously on the ground.

It's really impossible to look directly at.

Moga sighed, it seems that even if the remnant soul returns, the mind has not returned, let alone the transformation.

Just as I was thinking, I heard a bang, and the incense burner was hit to the ground.He followed the sound, and there was no shadow of the little black snake, only a boy with red eyes was sitting at the foot of the table, his shoulders were red from being knocked down by the censer.

It is Bai Suxin who is considered intangible.

His long hair hangs on his back, and the five fingerprints on his chest have just scabbed over. Apart from the aggrieved face, the most unignorable thing is the "see no evil" just now.

If the serpentine shape is fashionable and you can see twice, at this moment Moga has already closed his eyes and recited the Heart Sutra.

The smell of incense in the room became more and more intense, Moga pinched the rosary, and gradually became distracted, and the sound of chanting stopped abruptly - to continue chanting at this moment would be a blasphemy against the Buddha.

Bai Suxin crawled to Moga's side instinctively, gently rubbed his face against the other's neck, his body got closer and closer, and finally stuck to her whole body, rubbing non-stop, the panting of desire rolling in his ears.

Moga endured and endured, but he heard Bai Suxin whisper in his ear: "Brother Moga..."

He heard the sound of the string snapping in his head.

The author has something to say:

exceptionally short...

I have to go to school tomorrow, eh...