" Stay away from me, the fragrance on my body has scented me." Su Jin pressed his back against the wall and pushed his hand on Meng Qi's shoulder.

Meng Qi was a little angry and said, "What are you afraid of? I have never said that you should be responsible!"

Su Jin understood that this responsibility was not about injuries, but about life, but he really didn't want to be Dumas and sow the heavens! As for the extremely scumbag thing, he couldn't do such a ruthless thing as wearing pants and not recognizing people.

He did not belong to this world and was destined to leave in the near future. Why should he keep another debt of evil?

"Be good, don't make trouble." Su Jin's eyes were clear, his attitude was gentle but firm. He reached out and pushed Meng Qi away and walked out of the lobby.

Meng Qi turned his head and looked at his back and said, "Su Jin, tell me honestly, do you dislike me? Do you dislike me if I am not a perfect person? Do you dislike my past style of being slutty?"

Su Jin paused slightly, and for a moment he was speechless.

Even he himself couldn't understand. Is it the main reason that was difficult to say? If Meng Qi was in a perfect body, would he still reject her on the grounds that he was destined to leave?

"I understand..." Meng Qi said softly, feeling sad.

Su Jin smiled bitterly in his heart.

How do you feel?

Now he has become a scumbag?

"Monk, do you know what love is?" Su Jin came to the gate, sat on the threshold, and asked Wuming.

nameless:"……"

"Forget it, it's useless to ask you." Su Jin shook his head and said.

"You can tell me about the confusion in my heart."

"I..." Su Jin had just spoken and suddenly reacted: "I'm so confused. I actually asked you, you don't even understand how you live."

nameless:"……"

It's meaningless to be angry, not angry, and being angry with an immortal guy.

"I understand what love is." After a long time, Wuming whispered: "I wish to break all the precepts and rules for her, take off her colorful robes, pick up the butcher's knife, and cut off the immortals and gods. Go up to the nine heavens and go down to the underworld, just to see her again."

Su Jin glanced at him, thought about himself, and sighed: "After you said this, I found that I am indeed a scumbag. Compared to loving others, I love myself more."

"What is a scumbag?" Wuming asked in confusion.

Just as Su Jin was about to explain, Yu Guang suddenly saw someone coming from afar, and ran back to the manor in a flash.

nameless:"……"

"You killed Judge Chen?" A group of ghost messengers came to Mengpo Village and asked the leader.

"Who are you?" Wuming asked resentfully.

"My Lord, the General Murong, under the seat of Acha."

Wuming smiled, put away the golden short sword, raised his hands and said, "I finally waited for you, I'm willing to surrender and accept the judgment."

Murong was slightly stunned, frowned, and said to his subordinates: "Lock him up."

The ghost messengers obeyed the orders and slowly approached Wuming, locking his neck and wrists with shackles.

"Can Meng Po be here?" Murong turned his eyes and looked into Meng Po village and said loudly.

"My mother was seriously injured by this monk. She can't see you again. Please forgive me." Sanqi was pushed out by Su Jin and said in a heavy tone.

"Seriously injured? I have some healing medicine here. Let me see what kind of trauma Meng Po suffered." Murong said, then walked in.

"General Murong, I said, it's not convenient for me to see you now." Sanqi's small body blocked in front of Murong and said seriously.

"Is it inconvenient to see, or is it afraid to see?" Murong asked in a deep voice.

"Sanqi, let General Murong come in." Meng Qi's extremely weak voice came from the lobby.

Murong glanced at Sanqi, walked into the lobby with great strides, and looked around with tiger eyes, but saw a scarred and colorful snake lying behind the curtain, looking at him without blinking, and the light was dim.

"General Murong, are you satisfied now?" Meng Qi's weak voice felt a little cold, and the blood in his eyes seemed to be a little more.

Murong ignored the exposed wound, and a faint light radiated from his eyes. He looked under the thick snake scales, but saw even more decayed secret wounds, which were shocking.

"Random!" The colorful snake seemed to be stimulated and stood up suddenly, with a gust of fishy wind, opening its mouth and biting at the other party.

Murong knelt down on the ground with a bang, kowtowed and said, "I hope to forgive you for your duty. And I guaranteed my life, and only saw the trauma, but not anything else."

Meng Qi's head stayed above Murong's head, looked at him deeply, and said, "Even so, this answer is not qualified to make up for your offense!"

Murong reached out to brush over the ground, and a pile of bottles and jars appeared in front of him out of thin air: "This is all the healing medicines I have accumulated over the years, including the holy products that my Lord Acha gave, which are enough to recover the internal and external injuries of the adults."

Meng Qi lowered his eyes and looked at the bottles and jars, and slowly returned to the back of the curtain: "Get out."

Murong breathed a sigh of relief, stood up from the ground, walked out of Mengpozhuang, and rushed towards the underworld with Wuming at a rapid speed.

When their figures completely disappeared, Meng Qi turned into a human form again and said to the backyard: "Su, come out for me."

"I think you are a little disrespectful to me." Su Jin walked out and frowned.

Meng Qi stretched out his hand and pointed at the scars on his jade skin: "You cut me into this shape with a knife, and let me respect you?"

"Isn't this what you asked me to cut off just now?" Su Jin said angrily.

"If I ask you to chop, you will chop. Then why don't you go there if I ask you to go with me in the room?" Meng Qi said.

Su Jin: "..."

This girl is becoming more and more unreasonable.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Meng Qi snorted coldly, put away the wound medicine on the table and returned to the backyard. Only a voice came: "I was seriously injured and I am afraid I will have to cultivate for one or two hundred years. During this period, the soul will depend on you and Sanqi to ferry."

Su Jin: "..."

"Doctor Su, I'll go to Huangquan to bring the wandering souls here." Sanqi said.

"You don't have to go. Qi Yang, Qi Yang, where are you dead?" Su Jin shouted loudly.

"Here, come." Qi Yang turned into a stream of light and rushed over from the woodshed.

"You go to Huangquan to bring all the headless flies like wandering souls. Sanqi, come, I'll ask you something." Su Jin's eyes flashed, he sat behind the judge table and spoke.

"What's the matter, Doctor Su?" Sanqi asked in confusion.

"Do you feel that your mother is getting more and more difficult to get along with, and her emotions are too capricious. I suspect she may have some kind of mental illness... that is, a subjective soul disease."
Chapter completed!