Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 31: Auspicious Pit

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Su Bai's palm was immediately covered by a layer of black dragon scales. The scorching power evaporated all the green particles on his palm, but the flutter and psychedelic feeling in his heart was somewhat uncontrollable, but fortunately Su Bai has experienced many winds and waves, at least he can keep his spiritual platform clear and bright, so that he can't help but shook his head and jumped up to the rhythm like those who smashed the medicine. Fastest update

The moss seemed to be deflated after launching an offensive, and the surrounding moss gradually dimmed and became a little sluggish, as if autumn had come over.

At this time, the monk and the fat man also came to this room. When the monk saw Su Bai's red eyes, he immediately realized what he said. He put his hands together and recited the "Clean Heart Mantra".

Su Bai immediately closed his eyes, and with the monk's blessing, he slowly resolved the agitation in his heart that was triggered by the strange moss.

The fat man was not idle either. He also stared at the moss around him. After seeing that the moss was slowly shrinking and wilting, the fat man immediately shouted, "Hey, it's going to run, this guy has an IQ Of!"

"Tai Shang Lao Jun is as anxious as the law!"

For the fat man, he is the most enthusiastic and eager one every time he comes to search for treasures. This may be due to the extreme desire for material deep in the fat man's heart.

As an ordinary person, I long for money. When I become an audience, I have a special pursuit of these special things, which is similar to the previous pursuit of money. After all, for the audience, money in the world is itself It doesn't make much sense.

The small flag with a half-slap on one side was thrown out by the fat man and stuck firmly on the floor. Then the fat man started to walk around.

"Come on, Fat Master will let you run, Fat Master will let you run!"

About five minutes later, with the help of the monk, Su Bai finally completely resolved the special agitation in his heart. When he opened his eyes, he saw a tuft of green the size of a baby's fist in the fat man’s small flag circle. The ball, the ball is on the ground, motionless, but it still gives people a very smart feeling.

"What is this?" Su Bai asked.

"You ask me, who should I ask?" The fat man asked back, "After all, isn't this something you made up?"

"Amitabha Buddha, take it home and study it slowly. This thing has a strong physical and spiritual double corrosiveness. Find something to install it."

"Sure, I have a lot of bottles and cans here anyway." The fat man nodded, "What about here? Let's clean it up?"

"Set up a magic circle and set the fire." The monk said.

"Then inform the neighbors before we go out."

The fat man and the monk began to get busy, but Su Bai walked out of the house alone first, came to the flower garden of the community, lit a cigarette, the injury on his palm had recovered, and there was no major problem.

Look at the time, it’s past midnight, and the night after the day has passed, I have to go to the appointment. My cousin is probably the real me. At least, for now, some clues and phenomena do point to With this guess.

Does that woman's return have something to do with him?

After all, that is her real son.

It’s just that the water inside is a bit too deep, and Su Bai has a vague feeling that whether it’s him or that guy, in fact, for that man and woman, there are basically no parents or children. In terms of the pure relationship between a man and a woman, you can hardly imagine that they will combine to give birth to the next generation.

And he did not hesitate to arrange such a big game for the next generation.

Besides, that real self has been kept in the bronze box for a long time, which is even more intriguing.

The middle-aged firefighters that Su Bai met in Tianjin before have an image of a father in the eyes of ordinary people, and you can hardly imagine that they will have human feelings for a man and a woman.

Why does lychee conflict with them?

Why did the children in the orphanage like Litchi Gongzihai and the others finally take the road of the audience? Are the so-called uncle dean and aunt dean really so pure and innocent?

Some things are not clear, and it is difficult to be clear for the time being, but looking at what the real self did to him last time, you can see some clues. This guy has been hiding like a lady. But there is also the indignation of a deep-seated woman. The previous demonstrations and ridicule against oneself showed this mentality to the fullest.

It's just a pity that the gap between him and himself will only get bigger and bigger.

If Su Bai is occupied by the dove in the magpie nest, then this body, this identity, has actually been lived out of his own style by Su Bai, his real thing will only last, forever, and even last. The ground continues to be labeled fake.

Perhaps, it was because of his helplessness and anger at this reality that he couldn't help but jump out to show his sense of existence last time.

"I'm looking forward to it. You can't help but continue to jump out next time." Su Bai spit out a smoke ring, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "I also look forward to it. The person I want to see tonight is real. You."

When the three of Su Bai returned to Lao Fang’s house, it was already three o’clock in the morning. There should be a sudden fire in a certain community in the news tomorrow. Fortunately, the firefighters arrived in time to control the fire and their enthusiastic neighbors notified them in time. Residents nearby avoided casualties.

The three of them took a rest soon after returning home. After all, this day was indeed a bit busy. Even the brain flower that was originally taken by the fat man to be a supper, was too lazy to cook for the time being, and kept it for the day. Eat again.

When it was almost noon the next day, Su Bai opened his eyes and stretched out on the bed.

Perhaps, it’s also in Lao Fang’s house, protected by formations, with the monk Fatty Gyatso and Jixiang around him, and can smell the milk scent from his son. Under these conditions,

You can truly fall asleep.

In short, I really fell asleep very well this time. When I woke up, the little guy was playing with blocks next to Su Bai.

The bed is uneven, and the building blocks are naturally difficult to build up. Every time they are slightly higher, they will fall off, but the little guy has a lot of fun and looks very interested.

When Su Bai woke up, the little guy immediately climbed up to his own Baba. Two white tender feet pressed on the quilt and wrapped his arms around Su Bai's neck, his delicate face rubbed against Su Bai's chest.

Su Bai felt distressed suddenly in his heart,

It seems that for a long time, I have gotten more from this child than I have given him.

This child gave himself peace and left the last piece of pure softness deep in his heart, and he sometimes seemed a little irresponsible to him.

Of course, this is also because the little guy has always been very sensible.

Rubbed the little guy's head, Su Bai looked at this cute face carefully,

"You are my son of Su Bai, your name is Su Yuxuan."

Su Bai took it very seriously, because he thought of his own judgment on the blood corpse and the ridiculous reincarnation in the world of the last story. If there were no waves in his heart, it would be impossible.

However, no matter where you come from, no matter what your true identity is, no matter what reason Jixiang cares about you so much, I only recognize you as my son.

"Meow."

A cat cry came from under the bed, and Su Bai saw Jixiang rolling his eyes at him. Obviously, the voice-over was the mental illness of the mentally retarded when he woke up.

"Have you rinsed?" Su Bai looked at Jixiang, and asked if the little guy had rinsed.

Jixiang nodded. In the past, Su Bai often did these things, washing and bathing for the little guys, but now Su Bai rarely does it. Jixiang is basically all covered, unless Su Bai’s father’s love erupts occasionally. Take a bath with the little guy.

Hugging the little guy up, Su Bai walked out of the bedroom. In the living room, the fat man obviously woke up. He was eating a bowl of noodles, and when he saw Su Bai coming out, the fat man shouted:

"Da Bai, I used a small formation at home yesterday to seal the moss dumpling and the brain flower, but when I got up in the morning, I found that both of them were gone."

"Nothing?" Su Bai's first reaction was that he was stolen, but it is impossible to think about it~ IndoMTL.com~ Who can come here to steal? Even for advanced listeners, it is not feasible to sneak in here and steal things quietly.

But then, Su Bai found that the fat man's mood was exceptionally stable, and he was even more unsure. The fat man miser's character was well-known. The two loot brought back by tossing for so long yesterday were stolen. How could this goods be leisurely? Where to eat noodles?

Have a fever?

The fat man glanced at Su Bai helplessly, put down the noodle bowl, and sighed, somewhat entangled:

"Ask your cat, it’s impossible for outsiders to do it. The monk and I don’t have to do this. You and Gyatso don’t understand the formation, so this cat can do it. In the magic circle, your cat is used as an eye. It can open all the formations and restrictions in the family."

Obviously, the fat man had already guessed who did it, so he didn't lose his temper.

"Where did you get those two things?" Su Bai looked at Jixiang and asked.

Jiangsi glared at the fat man unkindly, meaning that the demo dared to complain, and the fat man pretended not to see him and continued to drink the noodle soup.

Immediately, Jixiang took a catwalk to the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, and stretched out his paw to press on the window.

Su Bai came over with the little guy, and the fat man hurriedly put down the bowls and chopsticks and followed him. Instinctively, the fat man knew that Jixiang couldn't steal the brain flower and the moss dumpling. This black cat b The grid is always very high, but it can't do the things that ordinary domestic cats like to steal.

Outside the French windows, there is a flowerbed,

Here,

There was a newly dug pit, and a moss ball was placed in the pit. At the same time, the brain flower was torn and covered all around.

The fat man swallowed and looked at Jixiang under his feet in disbelief.

"Did you plant it?"