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Zhenjun Heng: “…”

Another moment later, Shinjun replied: "Well, we Confucian families did get heavenly fragments related to the Ministry of the Beast. However, there is little research value. ”

“Why?” Song Shuhang was curious.

"The fragments we got were supermassive septic tanks in the animal god ministry. ”

Song Shuhang: “…”

It's a septic tank.

Also, in ancient heaven, there must be some monks who have not yet practiced to the realm of the valley. So it's not surprising that septic tanks and stuff exist.

Perhaps in the imagination of ordinary people, fairies and fairies don't have to be on the big side. In fact, however, some of the underpowered members of the ancient heavenly gardens will certainly have 'three rushes'.

At this time, Shinjun Hengfire added: “That thing is a giant septic tank that deals with the excrement of spiritual beasts. It's like a pit man. The animal gods had pits in their brains and built septic tanks more gorgeous than palaces. Our Confucian family paid a huge price to take this heavenly fragment from the Green Demon Sect, and as soon as it rushed into the palace, it was all shit. ”

Shinjun also saw this record from Confucian records. Can you imagine how desperate and heartbroken Confucian seniors were when they rushed into the septic tank palace?

“Is there no research value?” Song Shuhang asked.

“Not at all… the fragment is still there. If you're really interested, I'll show you.” Zhenjundao of the constant fire.

Song Shuhang: “Thank you seniors, other than that, the Confucian family has nothing to do with the Ministry of the Beast God? ”

He decided to look at the septic tank that was built like a luxury palace… Anyway, he wanted to go to places related to the animal ministry. What if there's something really hidden in there? No, he can still use the "appraisal secret" method to appraise a shot, put some blood together, maybe identify something.

“It's gone, and there's nothing more to it than that palatial septic tank. The Ancient Heavenly Gardens were not very powerful and not very large in size. It is possible to deviate from their location in a heavenly disaster area at the time of the collapse of the ancient heavenly temple, fearing that the territory of the Divine Department of the Beast has been completely destroyed.” Zhenjundao of the constant fire.

“Thank you, Senior.” Song Shuhang returned.

“Book sailing buddies are welcome.” Zhenjun said with a smile.

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After you put your phone away, Song Shuhang will look at the time, about 7: 00 am. At this point, the big box with the fox demon is about to be unblocked, right?

Today is September 13th, Mid-Autumn Festival, and there will be a small holiday today.

Kocoum will be home for the holidays when they wake up today. In fact, a lot of students came home last night after class. Some of Gao's people wanted to get together and have a good chat at night, so they chose to go home one more night in the dorm.

Song Shuhang's time is still early. I thought about it. Should we go back to the pharmacist's building first?

As he pondered, he came to the kitchen and boiled the blistering tea.

At this point, in his shrinking bag, the voice of the onion woman came out: “What, Song's name... I want to take a vacation, okay? ”

“Leave?” Song Shuhang asked curiously.

“Yes, I would like to ask you to give me two weeks… no, preferably a month's vacation.” Lady Onion takes it seriously.

Song Shuhang: “Aren't you resting every day? ”

“You know what I mean, I want to get out of a shrink bag and leave for a while.” The onion lady said.

Song Shuhang smiled: “Do you think it's possible? ”

Enlightenment stone is extremely important to him, precisely because he carries Enlightenment stone with him and practises it twice as well, especially when practicing martial arts.

Onion has always wanted to escape with Enlightenment Stone. Song Shuhang was afraid to let Onion out of his sight before he could remove her from Enlightenment Stone. Once you leave Song Shuhang, you will never come back.

“Why don't you and I just get along for a few months and trust each other?” The onion lady said.

Song Shuhang: “Huh. ”

“You dead wood, trust between people?” The onion bites the incisor.

Song Shuhang: “Huh. ”

There can be trust between people, but leeks are not human.

“Oh, your sister! Agree or disagree?” The leeks are angry.

“What do you want to take time off for?” Song Shuhang suddenly asked.

The onion woman silenced for a moment and then replied, “I had a dream yesterday, a dream that was a long time ago. ”

“What is it?” Song Shuhang picked out his eyebrows. He dreamed of the spring onions.

It was a harrowing memory... In his dreams, he turned into an onion and went through extremely dry, boring and boring years in the wind and sun, for more than 200 years, almost driving him crazy.

[If I were an onion, I would choose to break my onion waist - suicide because Too Temma is boring!] This is the true picture of Song Shuhang's psychology. On several occasions during this period, he couldn't wait for a little rabbit to come and eat the leeks, so as to end the centuries of boredom raw...

But thanks to this dream experience, which drives people crazy and tortures people, Song Shuhang's heart is extremely resilient. Later he repaired it for a thousand miles a day, but there was never a problem in his heart, and it couldn't be undone with the ‘green onion' for more than two hundred years.

“I dreamed about what happened when I was a kid, with a warm pair of big hands, holding me. That big hand was so wide and warm that I didn't want to leave him. Then I was taken to a very high mountain peak with a tree and a clear stream.” The onion woman remembered and said.

Song Shuhang: “…” Turns out this is the memory. This is a scene from the planting of onions by 'Taoist Taoist Daoist'. He also experienced it.

“Later, the master planted me on the mountain peak, and he said to me," Come on, grow up, even the most ordinary onion, and there will be an unlimited future. I'd love to see how much you're going to grow in the future, which is exactly what I want to see. Then he said to me, "Remember where you were born, remember firmly, and don't forget to die... because your roots are here.] His voice, like nine days of thunder, is accompanied by the sound of the avenue. I don't know why I dreamed of this scene, but when I dreamed of it, the words of the voice owner were engraved in my head, and every word was so clear.” Lady Onion slowed down.

Song Shuhang nodded, yes, when he was dreaming of Onion, he also heard Taoist Taoist speak these two words.

“When I woke up, a voice in my heart told me that I was going to go where I had been planted. It's important! My roots, right there. Where I was planted, there was something more important waiting for me.” Lady Onion takes it seriously.

Song Shuhang: “I see. ”

“So you allowed me to take time off?” Happy Onion Girl.

Song Shuhang: “Huh. ”

“Oh, your sister, can't you?” The onion lady was furious.

Song Shuhang thought about it and said: “Where are you going, far away? ”

“Far away, I checked the map on your phone, going over half of Huaxia.” The onion lady said, adding: “Besides, I've been preparing for this trip for a long time. I also bought a lot of stuff using your online account. There are assault jackets, mountain climbing suits, food, drinks, and some jungle adventure gear, all sent to the pharmacist's building, which will be here by this morning. ”

Song Shuhang: “…”

Shit, my new phone's password was broken again? Song Shuhang doesn't care how much money Onion Lady spent. He is also a monk, money and such things, for him, such as dust... ahhh, he still needs money!

Unlike the other bosses in the "Jiuzhou No. 1 group", he is a four-point realm, but his practice is short, he hasn't come yet and he has established his own channels for making money.

“You see, I rarely prepare so hard, give me a vacation? I promise. Two months, tops. I'll be back. Actually, I can't leave you now, really, if it's not meat. After all, I don't have to worry about my own resources to stay with you, I can often listen to powerful words, and opportunities are plentiful.” The Onion Girl promised.

“So if I let you go free, do you want to?” Song Shu Hangdao.

Lady Onion: “Yes, of course! ”

Song Shuhang: “Huh. ”

Onion: “…”

Song Shuhang: “Today in mid-autumn, I have a long vacation. I'll arrange it today, and then I'll take you to the summit where you were born. The Taoist mayor planted you and told you not to forget the ‘Growing Place’ for a reason. Maybe there's a chance he left you. ”

“Taoist mayor? You mean the master of the warm hand I planted?” The onion lady asked.

Song Shuhang nodded: “Hmm. ”

“How did you know I was being planted by the Taoist mayor?” The onion woman suddenly asked, "I didn't say anything from the beginning to the end, did I? How do you know who he is? ”

Sometimes this fool is quite clever.

“It's a secret, yo.” Song Shuhang laughed.

The onion woman suddenly hurried: “Did you do something terrible to me? Can't believe you didn't let go of the onions? ”

Song Shuhang's face was stiff: “Do you want to go where you grew up? Forget it if you don't want to, shut up if you want to. ”

“Freedom of speech, I want the right to speak!” The little face of the onion rose red.

Song Shuhang: “I don't even have the right to freedom of expression. Do you still want it? ”

In these days, the wrong words may be checked on the water meter, or even delivered by courier or delivery.

“Cut it out, I'll fly the knife this afternoon and show you where you were born. Rest and rest. Would you like some breakfast?” Song Shuhang asked.

Lady Onion: “I want the knife to pass through Xuanlianzi, I want the knife to congeal! ”