Yun Rujing: As long as I say a word, this thing can become a spirit.
Liu Yuwen: So, ancestor, please shut up! That thing in your hand is Tang Sancai!
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Naughty taste, psychotic beauty Gong
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Liu Yuwen, the master of cultivation who everyone exclaimed as a genius, would never have thought before he went down the mountain that the thing that he needed to worry about most in his life was not the face of a strong man at all, but the special ability of his psychotic partner Yun Rujing.
Liu Yuwen: "I think I saw a roll of paper running past?"
A certain director said, "Yun Rujing became a spirit two days ago. We have been having a headache about how to get the household registration. If toilet paper is written on the household registration, don't monsters lose face?"
A certain director said, "The population has expanded in recent years. We really can't afford to support so many weirdos. Can you please help me to beg for mercy so that Yun Rujing can be less judgmental?"
Liu Yuwen: "Yun Rujing said that Yincheng has been too hot these two days and he can't perform Tianliang Wangpo. He plans to order hundreds of Yun Chengjing to make it rain."
Director: "I'm going to bring back the typhoon spirit from before."
The director wants an excavator to work on the land. "I just hope that Yun Rujing will make good use of his ability to help the public."
Liu Yuwen: "What a coincidence. I hope so too. At least there won't be a bed without a quilt every three days at home."
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Liu Yuwen: "Yun Rujing! Where is the quilt on my bed?"
Yun Rujing: "I accidentally made him transform... There is no quilt at home, so sleep with me."