Note: The protagonist's incorrect outlook does not mean that the author's outlook is incorrect.
Currently, I am very busy.
Try to survive as much as possible.
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If the utensils are left for a hundred years or more, monsters may be born from them, which is the fusangshen.
But according to my master, I am different. I was only left by him for fifty years.
When he saw me coming out of the fan, he smiled - the hypocrisy radiated from his bones.
He said: "Hello, Xiaolianhe!"
But it's like looking at others through me.
I don't know why, but I almost cried when I heard this.
…
"Now that Xiaolianhe has woken up, you have to help me work!" He suddenly pulled me out of the room full of skulls and took me to change clothes with a smile. He said righteously, "You are my capable subordinate!"
Very good, my tears stopped, and I even wanted to slap him with my body.
Whose master would arrange a job for Fu Sangshen right after he was born?
…
"Do you want him to come back to life?" Onmyoji, who had unconventional purple eyeshadow, knocked on his fan. "Don't you believe in bliss the most? And you have to know that even if he is 'resurrected', he won't be the same person anymore."
The ghost grinned: "Well, I want to get entangled with him and share the bliss together, and the little guy is definitely willing~" A blush appeared on his face.
Laugh. The other party laughed inwardly.
"Okay," Hei Qingming handed Tong Mo a piece of paper, "If you really want to do this, then go ahead and do it. Of course..." He smiled.
"Please do as you wish."
Purpose: Find light in darkness
