The golden shaded bird raised its tail high in the air: "I know the answer to this question! You have two choices. The first is to gather all the slices of Fan Ji in the 18 planes. This way, the power of the Lord God will return to its source, and you can naturally leave."
Chu Mu turned on the shower head: "Collect all eighteen slices? And then watch them fight in groups? Let's talk about the second one."
Lao Ba actually really wanted to see the famous scene of the eighteen main gods fighting in the Shura Field, but Mu Mu didn't like it.
"The second option is for you to capture the culprit, Hong Wentao. He is now the starting point and end point of the Möbius strip. If you eliminate him, the link will be broken, and both you and Fan Ji will be bounced back to the main divine space."
Chu Mu wiped the water off his face and asked, "Hong Wentao has also entered the reincarnation plot?"
"This is my guess," said the cat, who naturally dislikes bathing. The golden shaded cat jumped onto the windowsill, far away from Chu Mu. "Even if Fan Ji is not here, the Quick Transmigration Bureau is not a bunch of useless people. How could they let Hong Wentao escape from under their noses? I think he didn't escape at all."
Chu Mu rested his hands on the tiles of the wall, lowering his head. “He followed the fragments of those abandoned planes into the reincarnation hell… Not bad, Lao Ba.”
"Meow!" The golden shaded cat was very proud.
"Then it's decided. Find Hong Wentao." Chu Mu wrapped himself in a bath towel, "Then go back."
It was the first time that Lao Ba saw Chu Mu so persistent about something. He couldn't help but wonder: Lord God, Lord God, what on earth have you done? But... before being punished by Mu Mu, can you pay me the wages I owe you? The child is so poor.
Chu Mu walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel and saw Leng Si sitting on a chair at a glance.
"..." Chu Mu looked away, "Are you back?"
The beauty who had just taken a shower was covered in moist water vapor and a fragrance that penetrated his lungs. Leng Si walked over uncontrollably and stretched out his arms to hug him.
The hand holding the scalpel flashed before Chu Mu's eyes.
He walked away unnoticed, avoiding the cold embrace.
Leng Si frowned and looked at Chu Mu secretly.
Chu Mu knew he was looking at him, so he acted as if nothing had happened and picked up the towel to wipe his hair: "What did Shao ask you to do tomorrow?"
There was hesitation in Leng Si's eyes as he approached Chu Mu tentatively.
This time Chu Mu didn't hide.
Leng Si felt relieved: "There are a few strange vines that are about to grow to the street of the municipal center. Shao Mingri asked me to deal with them first."
Chu Mu said "Oh", and his attitude was obviously lukewarm.
Leng Si's heart was in a knot again.
"Chu Chu, you are at home...did anything happen?"
Chu Mu knew that the dragon was very sensitive.
Given his status as a movie emperor, he could actually have covered it up with his acting skills.
But Chu Mu was very angry and didn't want to give in to him.
"What can I do?" Chu Mu put down the towel he was using to dry his hair. "It's just sleeping and taking a shower. Oh, by the way, Xiaolu has developed farming abilities. If you have time, give him some guidance. If he uses his abilities well, he can easily support an entire city."
"I will," Leng Si picked up the towel again and helped Chu Mu wipe his hair, "Just sit down, it's not dry yet."
Chu Mu tried his best to resist the urge to run away, and sat upright, letting Leng Si wipe his hair for a long time.
"Meow~~" The soft cat's meow interrupted Leng Si who was frowning and thinking. He looked down at Lao Ba.
"Huh? Where did this fat cat come from?"
Lao Ba poked Leng Si and said: You are fat, your whole family is fat.
Chu Mu naturally avoided Leng Si by holding the cat: "It came to my house today. I felt sorry for it, so I adopted it."
"Is it pitiful?" Leng Si pinched Lao Ba's broad cheeks. "It's already the most pitiful cat in the world, and you still think it's pitiful?"
"Meow!!" Lao Ba was so angry that he scratched him with his claws.
"Haha," Chu Mu finally smiled, "I'm talking about you, you're too fat, lose weight."
Leng Si secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He keenly sensed Chu Mu's unhappiness, but after thinking about it, he couldn't find any way in which he had offended the other party. Thinking about Chu Mu's ability of prophecy, Leng Si felt that he might have seen something bad again, which was why he was in a low mood.
"Chu Chu," Leng Si took the coat and put it on Chu Mu, "If there is anything, don't suppress it in your heart. We are husband and wife."
Chu Mu's hand that was teasing the cat froze: "Hey, have we got the marriage certificate yet?"
"There must still be people alive in the Hong Kong Civil Affairs Office. I will let them open their office now."
"Enough," Chu Mu pulled the man back, "It's already so late... and I don't want to get married. To be your wife I must sacrifice myself for humanity..."
Chu Mu said the last sentence very softly, and Leng Si didn't hear it clearly: "Chu Chu, what did you say?"
"Nothing," Chu Mu stuffed Lao Ba into his arms, "I'll go see Xiao Shi."
"I'm going too."
The fish has bad intentions towards Chu Chu, so Leng Si must keep a close eye on it.
"Hey," Leng Si pinched Lao Ba's ear rudely, "Do you want to eat fish? There's a crocodile over there, go eat it."
“…” Lao Ba’s expression seemed to have two words written on it: idiot.
Shi'er was still in a coma, as if he was hibernating.
"This shouldn't be the case," Chu Mu looked the boy over from head to toe, "Why isn't there any sign at all?"
Sizzle...
There was a faint sound of electricity, followed by a blinding white light.
Chu Mu narrowed his eyes instinctively, then looked towards the source of light - Leng Si's pocket.
"What's going on?" Leng Si took out a string of things from his pocket, and it was this thing that was glowing.
Chu Mu took a closer look: [Oh, what a coincidence.]
The thing in Leng Si's hand looked very familiar to Chu Mu and Lao Ba as well.
"Didn't I leave this for Nan Mo? Why are you here again?"
This was the first time Leng Si heard the name Nan Mo, but he felt a sense of familiarity from the bottom of his heart.
"This is what Tianyuan gave me." Leng Si said it himself without Chu Mu asking, "When I was destroying the strange vine today, he came out to see me."
"What did he say?"
"He just gave me the bracelet." Leng Si took the initiative to hand the Buddhist beads to Chu Mu, "Have you seen this?"
Chu Mu touched the round Buddhist beads, and a picture flashed before his eyes.
That was in his eighteenth nightmare.
Chu Mu was lying in the charred ruins, already a charred corpse.
In the previous seventeen nightmares, the scene would change when Chu Mu died.
But strangely, in this last dream, Chu Mu could see the next scene.
Fan Ji walked over the ruins to the charred corpse, his cold face filled with grief.
He knelt on the charred floor and picked up the scattered Buddhist beads one by one.
Chu Mu had taken them apart with his own hands before he turned into a charred corpse.
It was also in this life that Chu Mu knelt on three hundred and ninety-nine steps to ask for the protective gear for Fan Ji.
What's more, before the fire started, Fan Ji disdainfully threw the shattered love back to him.
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