Cleanser

A man was lying on a tree leisurely drinking wine, "People in the world do some common things without thinking, and if they do something wrong, they will naturally be punished. The underworld is too boring to be comfortable as a living person. This grueling job requires me to have such a talented, graceful and elegant figure that can charm millions of women. It is really tiring. That ghost guy, the old King of Hell, always stares at me with a leering look. It's really amazing. He looks like a pig with a hyena. What do you think? If it weren't for my weak magic power, I would..." Just as he was talking, the man was suddenly hit by a fox that came from nowhere. The old injury from sports had not healed yet, and this time the injury was even more serious. The man screamed in pain: "You don't care about people! My waist! Grandma's legs. I am fair and beautiful, and you have to be responsible for it." The fox stared blankly at the man in front of him, feeling so beautiful that he lost his mind and forgot that his fur was still on fire. "Idiot, Mao! You're mad." ... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.