He kept coughing, coughing up a large mouthful of water.
Everything in the room returned to normal.
"Brother Chen, is it over?"
Old Dao looked at me blankly, clearly unaware of what had just happened.
I picked up the things on the ground and nodded to Old Knife.
Old Dao checked his body, especially his buttocks, and after finding nothing wrong, he sat on the bed.
"Brother Chen, how is it?"
Old Dao looked at me and asked with concern about today's harvest.
"You don't remember anything?"
"I don't remember. I just remember my head went into a basin, and that's all!"
Old Dao shrugged, his bewildered expression not seeming like he was lying.
I briefly told Lao Dao about what I had gained this time.
"Oh! So you mean we don't need to go to Fox Village tomorrow, but can go directly to Haopo Village?"
Old Dao suddenly realized, and felt a sense of relief.
Judging from his appearance, he's not really willing to go to Fox Village.
"Yes, I'll check the location of Haopo Village today, hoping to find this Xu Feng and solve the problem on my arm."
I sat down next to Lao Dao and looked up at the tattoo.
I inadvertently recalled what Lao Dao had said earlier.
A man who takes on the burden of God can never return to being a mortal.
I'm afraid this is my fate.
"Hey, Brother Chen, have you noticed that the wrinkles on your face seem to have decreased a bit since you came back?"
Old Dao suddenly stared at my face.
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