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Time reversed a little.
When Zhong Chengshuo woke up, his whole body was in pain.
It was a very intense and piercing pain. It wasn’t like the pain he felt when he was running in the underground corpse vault—despite being damaged countless times, at that time Zhong Chengshuo was like a corpse. All his senses were numb from the coldness of his body, and in the end, everything felt a bit itchy.
But this pain was different. It was persistent, as if his whole body was suffering from a toothache. Zhong Chengshuo lay flat on the grass, longing for a modern painkiller to magically appear.
He wasn’t sure what kind of shell he would be stuffed into.
He had previously discussed with Yin Ren and had come up with a plan to conceal his identity—the first rule being that no matter what kind of identity Zhong Chengshuo turned into, he must take off his communication earphones as soon as possible and disguise himself as an ordinary character.
This way, he could act together with Yin Ren without having to constantly conceal his identity. After all, Shian would only know that a flesh puppet had been brought in but had no idea where it went. Yin Ren could come up with a random excuse to get past it.
But now, Zhong Chengshuo’s palms were in so much pain that he couldn’t even lift them up.
It was too strange.
Was he stuffed into the body of someone who was crushed by a giant creature?
Zhong Chengshuo opened his eyes with difficulty and saw red all around him. Long black hair hung behind his head, and a beautiful, pale hand was open in front of his eyes. Zhong Chengshuo recognized that hand. He had kissed it intimately when he was practicing pure theoretical mating skills. He remembered every detail of it.
It was Yin Ren’s hand.
Zhong Chengshuo sniffed suspiciously and smelled Yin Ren’s unique scent.
He immediately forgot about the pain and carefully observed the body under the red cloth. The palm, arm, body shape… He had seen every detail before, and they were familiar yet unfamiliar.
Finally, Zhong Chengshuo looked at the pair of feet covered in grass and dust, which he assumed were his “own.” He could roughly figure out the situation, but he didn’t know why he was controlling this body.
This was Yin Ren…Zhong Yi’s body from a thousand years ago.
Did the former Yin Ren live in such pain? And where did the real Yin Ren go if he was in Zhong Yi’s shell?
Zhong Chengshuo endured the pain and looked outside through the red cloth. He saw a group of evil creatures resting in the forest, as well as several human children running around and playing.
But still no Yin Ren.
Their second plan was that after Yin Ren regained consciousness, he would immediately send out a visible magical signal into the sky. The requirements for that spell were extremely low—as long as Yin Ren wasn’t turned into a plant, he could definitely send the signal out.
In this way, Zhong Chengshuo could find Yin Ren as soon as possible and carry out his plan to pretend to be dead.
But now things were complicated.
If Zhong Chengshuo had become another character, he could have acted alone and looked for Yin Ren. Unfortunately, he was stuffed into the authentic “main character” body, and every move he made would be watched by everyone.
Zhong Chengshuo could see that Yellow Millet was communicating with a little girl not far away, and both of them had obvious communication devices on them.
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After thinking quietly for a moment, Zhong Chengshuo walked towards the two of them.
……
“…I’m Zhong Chengshuo,” Zhong Chengshuo said confusedly.
As expected, the little girl’s movements suddenly stiffened, and Yellow Millet also trembled and shivered for a while.
The reaction was too awkward, not like Fu Xingchuan or Fu Tianyi.
If it were Lu Xiaohe, her reaction would be more curious. These two people could only be Ge Tingting and Huang Jin—the little girl adapted well to her “role” and her performance was still natural. So, the person in Yellow Millet’s shell was probably Huang Jin.
Zhong Chengshuo quickly judged the identities of the two.
“Yin Ren… You are Yin Ren, right?” The little girl stood on tiptoe, and a worried expression gradually appeared on her face.
Ge Tingting’s thinking was actually very direct—
Yin Ren was the Great Celestial Master Zhong Yi, the hero who sealed the Six Evil Spirits, and was also an evil that Shian couldn’t contend with. Because of Zhong Chengshuo’s death, Yin Ren was so sad that he made a flesh puppet of him in order to numb the pain. Shian would certainly be willing to cooperate in preparing a bed for the flesh puppet to create the illusion that Zhong Chengshuo was still there.
The cost was low, and it made the Great Celestia Master happy, so why not? In her opinion, this trick was similar to a waiter at Haidilao* putting a doll in front of a single customer.
*Hot Pot restaurant chain.
Zhong Chengshuo died—killed in front of everyone. As a science post, he wouldn’t return as a ghost.
The person opposite could only be Yin Ren.
Perhaps Yin Ren was just temporarily impacted, and his head wasn’t very clear. Ge Tingting gathered the courage to throw off her headgear and stagger forward. “Yin Ren, wake up! We are in an array right now!”
Zhong Chengshuo introduced himself sincerely, “I am Zhong Chengshuo.”
Ge Tingting turned to Yellow Millet. “You—can you think of a way too?”
Huang Jin in Yellow Millet’s shell: “…Puff.”
Ge Tingting stomped her foot anxiously.
Huang Jin lay despondently for a while, then tried to suck up a clean patch of ground with his round body and began to scratch on the dirt.
Soon, a row of words that were worse than dog scratches appeared on the ground: [I am Huang Jin.]
Ge Tingting: “…Pfft.”
It was clear that she was trying hard to hold back her laughter, forgetting about being anxious for a moment.
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Huang Jin ignored her and became more and more dispirited in his scratching: [What’s your last memory, Yin Ren?]
Here it comes.
Zhong Chengshuo breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He was waiting for this question.
“I remember that Yin Ren set up a spell for me and even gave me some of his flesh and blood,” Zhong Chengshuo answered smoothly. “He said he didn’t want to be separated from me just because of this mission. He also said that my name is Zhong Chengshuo, and he told me to remember that.”
Huang Jin made a couple of sounds and wrinkled his skin: [You can’t bring in spirit weapons, and without a master, a flesh puppet has no ability to speak autonomously.]
Zhong Chengshuo summoned the universal answer. “I don’t know.”
[Do you remember anything else?]
“Just this.”
[Do you know who we are?]
“You’re Huang Jin. You wrote it just now.”
Huang Jin became still, holding the branch in his mouth, lost in thought.
“That’s the Great Celestial Master Zhong Yi.” Ge Tingting pondered for a moment, clapping her dirty hands together. “He created many techniques, and he may have made improvements to the flesh puppet. Ordinary spirit weapons cannot enter, but evil things can!”
Yellow Millet: [I don’t get it.]
Could it be that he was able to see the thoughts of the “flesh puppet” before because Yin Ren created a special evil… In this age where AI could answer phone calls, perhaps the Great Celestial Master gained new inspiration.
The “Zhong Chengshuo Evil AI” and “Zhong Chengshuo Resurrection” were both so unbelievable that he couldn’t distinguish which was more absurd.
Oh well, things were what they were, so why worry about it? The young spirit smith quickly let go.
Huang Jin: [Forget it] He didn’t even want to write out the word “forget*”.
*Clarity: Instead of writing [suan le] (算了) Huang Jin wrote (suan了) in his response.
Ge Tingting quickly fell into a daze. “Then what do we do?”
Huang Jin’s body swayed. [Wait here for the others.]
This hurdle was finally passed. Zhong Chengshuo stood up and walked towards the group of evil things not far away. As expected, the two newcomers from Unit 9 didn’t intend to stay with the “flesh puppet” all the time.
He had to find out the current situation as quickly as possible.
And then find Yin Ren.
……
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Fu Xingchuan lowered his head. His wet nose sniffed above the soil, making a rustling sound.
How many chances did a person have to experience life from a dog’s perspective? Fu Xingchuan became calmer as he ran. The sturdy yellow dog hugged the wall and wandered around the house, even avoiding several villagers who clearly had bad intentions—he didn’t know if being made into a dog meat hot pot in this world would have any effect on his true body.
Of course, as an experienced ace cultivator, Fu Xingchuan wouldn’t just sit and wait for death. He moved even faster as a dog than as a human.
After running in a big circle, Fu Xingchuan found that his judgment was correct. This was an extremely isolated small mountain village surrounded by mountains on all sides, and the villagers relied on self-sufficiency for their daily lives.
Being closed off for so long, the villagers were mostly related by blood or marriage. They had built an ancestral hall in the village. The village wasn’t very big, and the ancestral hall was next to ordinary houses. And he was just a stray dog from one of the nearby houses.
Fu Xingchuan circled around the ancestral hall several times, but the door was tightly closed, and the surrounding walls were very high. It was difficult to sneak in broad daylight.
After confirming that there was no entrance nearby, the great former minister dug at the wall like a pro. After cleaning up the ground, he awkwardly huddled up in the weeds.
The yellow-green grass just covered the dog’s body and provided the perfect camouflage.
The spot that Fu Xingchuan chose was very close to the open space where the villagers smoked and chatted.
“Did you guys see the two immortals who fell in the east of the village just now?”
“What immortals? What immortals?”
“The immortals who flew down from the sky—a man and a woman—both dressed very nicely. They are staying here for now and said they came to pick those who are enlightened.”
“Is there such a good thing?”
“Of course…”
In the grass, the soft ears of the yellow dog moved. Fu Xingchuan quickly stood up, turned his head, and ran in the direction with the strongest human scent.
The location of the immortals was at the village entrance. The two “immortals” came in a hurry, and all the villagers ran to see the excitement. Men, women, old and young, were all crowded together, and of course they didn’t pay attention to a runaway dog.
Fu Xingchuan squeezed through the legs of the people with difficulty and made his way to the front line.
As he had expected. The two “immortals” who were surrounded by the villagers were dressed in the special clothing of Huajisi and had communication earphones hanging from their ears.
Very good. Fu Xingchuan was greatly relieved. The situation hadn’t completely deteriorated yet, and it wasn’t the worst-case scenario.
He took a breath and barked nine times at the two people.
Three short, three long, three short.
Receiving the “SOS” signal, the gazes of the two immortals immediately turned towards him.
Immediately, the male immortal stumbled in place, almost falling on his butt ungracefully.
Realizing that the stray dog was frantically barking Morse code, Fu Tianyi’s heart sank. He confirmed it again tremblingly, and behind the dog’s bouncing ears, there really was a communication device.
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And the bloodline divination result coldly told him that a Fu family member was within five steps of them.
It seemed that this mistake was far more than just the separation of personnel!
Fu Tianyi awkwardly smoothed his beard and tried to show his majestic appearance as much as possible. “That dog is quite attune. If you give it to me, I can give you a family protection charm in return.”
Beside him, Lu Xiaohe looked at the dog, then at Fu Tianyi. When she looked at the dog again, her facial expression twisted a little.
Half an hour later, Fu Tianyi moved into the most spacious residence in the village with the big yellow dog. Sitting across the wooden table, the yellow dog solemnly stared at him for a while, then rested its chin on the table.
“If you’re Second Uncle… bark once. If you’re not, bark twice.”
The yellow dog glanced at him indifferently and plunged its paw into Fu Tianyi’s teacup, leaving a trail of watermarks on the table.
Fu Xingchuan: [You dare treat me like a real dog?]
Fu Tianyi quickly shrank his neck.
Watching the yellow dog move its paw on the table, Lu Xiaohe tried to avoid looking. “We’ve lost contact with the outside world, see…”
[Take the initiative, find Yin Ren, and remember this place.]
The yellow dog quickly moved its paw.
[I wouldn’t have been thrown here for no reason. The scenery here is clearly significant, and it must be a key memory point. But the top priority is still to find reliable combat power.]
The yellow dog’s talent was limited, and even if it was controlled by the #1 Ghost General, it could only use the most basic magic at best, making self-defense difficult. Although Fu Tianyi was talented, he was still a rookie, while Ge Tingting and Huang Jin were too far away.
Fu Xingchuan and the Great Celestial Master—of the top two powerhouses of Shian, one had now been abolished.
Fu Xingchuan sighed quietly, looking at his black nose.
Whatever happened, hopefully Yin Ren was still fine.
……
In the deepest depths of the dark abyss.
Yin Ren regained consciousness and tried to open his eyes with an indescribable feeling of wonder.
Then he noticed that he seemed to have no eyes.
Kinky Thoughts:
I recently had Haidilao and have to say it is quite good… although it’s pretty expensive.
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Time reversed a little.
When Zhong Chengshuo woke up, his whole body was in pain.
It was a very intense and piercing pain. It wasn’t like the pain he felt when he was running in the underground corpse vault—despite being damaged countless times, at that time Zhong Chengshuo was like a corpse. All his senses were numb from the coldness of his body, and in the end, everything felt a bit itchy.
But this pain was different. It was persistent, as if his whole body was suffering from a toothache. Zhong Chengshuo lay flat on the grass, longing for a modern painkiller to magically appear.
He wasn’t sure what kind of shell he would be stuffed into.
He had previously discussed with Yin Ren and had come up with a plan to conceal his identity—the first rule being that no matter what kind of identity Zhong Chengshuo turned into, he must take off his communication earphones as soon as possible and disguise himself as an ordinary character.
This way, he could act together with Yin Ren without having to constantly conceal his identity. After all, Shian would only know that a flesh puppet had been brought in but had no idea where it went. Yin Ren could come up with a random excuse to get past it.
But now, Zhong Chengshuo’s palms were in so much pain that he couldn’t even lift them up.
It was too strange.
Was he stuffed into the body of someone who was crushed by a giant creature?
Zhong Chengshuo opened his eyes with difficulty and saw red all around him. Long black hair hung behind his head, and a beautiful, pale hand was open in front of his eyes. Zhong Chengshuo recognized that hand. He had kissed it intimately when he was practicing pure theoretical mating skills. He remembered every detail of it.
It was Yin Ren’s hand.
Zhong Chengshuo sniffed suspiciously and smelled Yin Ren’s unique scent.
He immediately forgot about the pain and carefully observed the body under the red cloth. The palm, arm, body shape… He had seen every detail before, and they were familiar yet unfamiliar.
Finally, Zhong Chengshuo looked at the pair of feet covered in grass and dust, which he assumed were his “own.” He could roughly figure out the situation, but he didn’t know why he was controlling this body.
This was Yin Ren…Zhong Yi’s body from a thousand years ago.
Did the former Yin Ren live in such pain? And where did the real Yin Ren go if he was in Zhong Yi’s shell?
Zhong Chengshuo endured the pain and looked outside through the red cloth. He saw a group of evil creatures resting in the forest, as well as several human children running around and playing.
But still no Yin Ren.
Their second plan was that after Yin Ren regained consciousness, he would immediately send out a visible magical signal into the sky. The requirements for that spell were extremely low—as long as Yin Ren wasn’t turned into a plant, he could definitely send the signal out.
In this way, Zhong Chengshuo could find Yin Ren as soon as possible and carry out his plan to pretend to be dead.
But now things were complicated.
If Zhong Chengshuo had become another character, he could have acted alone and looked for Yin Ren. Unfortunately, he was stuffed into the authentic “main character” body, and every move he made would be watched by everyone.
Zhong Chengshuo could see that Yellow Millet was communicating with a little girl not far away, and both of them had obvious communication devices on them.
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After thinking quietly for a moment, Zhong Chengshuo walked towards the two of them.
……
“…I’m Zhong Chengshuo,” Zhong Chengshuo said confusedly.
As expected, the little girl’s movements suddenly stiffened, and Yellow Millet also trembled and shivered for a while.
The reaction was too awkward, not like Fu Xingchuan or Fu Tianyi.
If it were Lu Xiaohe, her reaction would be more curious. These two people could only be Ge Tingting and Huang Jin—the little girl adapted well to her “role” and her performance was still natural. So, the person in Yellow Millet’s shell was probably Huang Jin.
Zhong Chengshuo quickly judged the identities of the two.
“Yin Ren… You are Yin Ren, right?” The little girl stood on tiptoe, and a worried expression gradually appeared on her face.
Ge Tingting’s thinking was actually very direct—
Yin Ren was the Great Celestial Master Zhong Yi, the hero who sealed the Six Evil Spirits, and was also an evil that Shian couldn’t contend with. Because of Zhong Chengshuo’s death, Yin Ren was so sad that he made a flesh puppet of him in order to numb the pain. Shian would certainly be willing to cooperate in preparing a bed for the flesh puppet to create the illusion that Zhong Chengshuo was still there.
The cost was low, and it made the Great Celestia Master happy, so why not? In her opinion, this trick was similar to a waiter at Haidilao* putting a doll in front of a single customer.
*Hot Pot restaurant chain.
Zhong Chengshuo died—killed in front of everyone. As a science post, he wouldn’t return as a ghost.
The person opposite could only be Yin Ren.
Perhaps Yin Ren was just temporarily impacted, and his head wasn’t very clear. Ge Tingting gathered the courage to throw off her headgear and stagger forward. “Yin Ren, wake up! We are in an array right now!”
Zhong Chengshuo introduced himself sincerely, “I am Zhong Chengshuo.”
Ge Tingting turned to Yellow Millet. “You—can you think of a way too?”
Huang Jin in Yellow Millet’s shell: “…Puff.”
Ge Tingting stomped her foot anxiously.
Huang Jin lay despondently for a while, then tried to suck up a clean patch of ground with his round body and began to scratch on the dirt.
Soon, a row of words that were worse than dog scratches appeared on the ground: [I am Huang Jin.]
Ge Tingting: “…Pfft.”
It was clear that she was trying hard to hold back her laughter, forgetting about being anxious for a moment.
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Huang Jin ignored her and became more and more dispirited in his scratching: [What’s your last memory, Yin Ren?]
Here it comes.
Zhong Chengshuo breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He was waiting for this question.
“I remember that Yin Ren set up a spell for me and even gave me some of his flesh and blood,” Zhong Chengshuo answered smoothly. “He said he didn’t want to be separated from me just because of this mission. He also said that my name is Zhong Chengshuo, and he told me to remember that.”
Huang Jin made a couple of sounds and wrinkled his skin: [You can’t bring in spirit weapons, and without a master, a flesh puppet has no ability to speak autonomously.]
Zhong Chengshuo summoned the universal answer. “I don’t know.”
[Do you remember anything else?]
“Just this.”
[Do you know who we are?]
“You’re Huang Jin. You wrote it just now.”
Huang Jin became still, holding the branch in his mouth, lost in thought.
“That’s the Great Celestial Master Zhong Yi.” Ge Tingting pondered for a moment, clapping her dirty hands together. “He created many techniques, and he may have made improvements to the flesh puppet. Ordinary spirit weapons cannot enter, but evil things can!”
Yellow Millet: [I don’t get it.]
Could it be that he was able to see the thoughts of the “flesh puppet” before because Yin Ren created a special evil… In this age where AI could answer phone calls, perhaps the Great Celestial Master gained new inspiration.
The “Zhong Chengshuo Evil AI” and “Zhong Chengshuo Resurrection” were both so unbelievable that he couldn’t distinguish which was more absurd.
Oh well, things were what they were, so why worry about it? The young spirit smith quickly let go.
Huang Jin: [Forget it] He didn’t even want to write out the word “forget*”.
*Clarity: Instead of writing [suan le] (算了) Huang Jin wrote (suan了) in his response.
Ge Tingting quickly fell into a daze. “Then what do we do?”
Huang Jin’s body swayed. [Wait here for the others.]
This hurdle was finally passed. Zhong Chengshuo stood up and walked towards the group of evil things not far away. As expected, the two newcomers from Unit 9 didn’t intend to stay with the “flesh puppet” all the time.
He had to find out the current situation as quickly as possible.
And then find Yin Ren.
……
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Fu Xingchuan lowered his head. His wet nose sniffed above the soil, making a rustling sound.
How many chances did a person have to experience life from a dog’s perspective? Fu Xingchuan became calmer as he ran. The sturdy yellow dog hugged the wall and wandered around the house, even avoiding several villagers who clearly had bad intentions—he didn’t know if being made into a dog meat hot pot in this world would have any effect on his true body.
Of course, as an experienced ace cultivator, Fu Xingchuan wouldn’t just sit and wait for death. He moved even faster as a dog than as a human.
After running in a big circle, Fu Xingchuan found that his judgment was correct. This was an extremely isolated small mountain village surrounded by mountains on all sides, and the villagers relied on self-sufficiency for their daily lives.
Being closed off for so long, the villagers were mostly related by blood or marriage. They had built an ancestral hall in the village. The village wasn’t very big, and the ancestral hall was next to ordinary houses. And he was just a stray dog from one of the nearby houses.
Fu Xingchuan circled around the ancestral hall several times, but the door was tightly closed, and the surrounding walls were very high. It was difficult to sneak in broad daylight.
After confirming that there was no entrance nearby, the great former minister dug at the wall like a pro. After cleaning up the ground, he awkwardly huddled up in the weeds.
The yellow-green grass just covered the dog’s body and provided the perfect camouflage.
The spot that Fu Xingchuan chose was very close to the open space where the villagers smoked and chatted.
“Did you guys see the two immortals who fell in the east of the village just now?”
“What immortals? What immortals?”
“The immortals who flew down from the sky—a man and a woman—both dressed very nicely. They are staying here for now and said they came to pick those who are enlightened.”
“Is there such a good thing?”
“Of course…”
In the grass, the soft ears of the yellow dog moved. Fu Xingchuan quickly stood up, turned his head, and ran in the direction with the strongest human scent.
The location of the immortals was at the village entrance. The two “immortals” came in a hurry, and all the villagers ran to see the excitement. Men, women, old and young, were all crowded together, and of course they didn’t pay attention to a runaway dog.
Fu Xingchuan squeezed through the legs of the people with difficulty and made his way to the front line.
As he had expected. The two “immortals” who were surrounded by the villagers were dressed in the special clothing of Huajisi and had communication earphones hanging from their ears.
Very good. Fu Xingchuan was greatly relieved. The situation hadn’t completely deteriorated yet, and it wasn’t the worst-case scenario.
He took a breath and barked nine times at the two people.
Three short, three long, three short.
Receiving the “SOS” signal, the gazes of the two immortals immediately turned towards him.
Immediately, the male immortal stumbled in place, almost falling on his butt ungracefully.
Realizing that the stray dog was frantically barking Morse code, Fu Tianyi’s heart sank. He confirmed it again tremblingly, and behind the dog’s bouncing ears, there really was a communication device.
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And the bloodline divination result coldly told him that a Fu family member was within five steps of them.
It seemed that this mistake was far more than just the separation of personnel!
Fu Tianyi awkwardly smoothed his beard and tried to show his majestic appearance as much as possible. “That dog is quite attune. If you give it to me, I can give you a family protection charm in return.”
Beside him, Lu Xiaohe looked at the dog, then at Fu Tianyi. When she looked at the dog again, her facial expression twisted a little.
Half an hour later, Fu Tianyi moved into the most spacious residence in the village with the big yellow dog. Sitting across the wooden table, the yellow dog solemnly stared at him for a while, then rested its chin on the table.
“If you’re Second Uncle… bark once. If you’re not, bark twice.”
The yellow dog glanced at him indifferently and plunged its paw into Fu Tianyi’s teacup, leaving a trail of watermarks on the table.
Fu Xingchuan: [You dare treat me like a real dog?]
Fu Tianyi quickly shrank his neck.
Watching the yellow dog move its paw on the table, Lu Xiaohe tried to avoid looking. “We’ve lost contact with the outside world, see…”
[Take the initiative, find Yin Ren, and remember this place.]
The yellow dog quickly moved its paw.
[I wouldn’t have been thrown here for no reason. The scenery here is clearly significant, and it must be a key memory point. But the top priority is still to find reliable combat power.]
The yellow dog’s talent was limited, and even if it was controlled by the #1 Ghost General, it could only use the most basic magic at best, making self-defense difficult. Although Fu Tianyi was talented, he was still a rookie, while Ge Tingting and Huang Jin were too far away.
Fu Xingchuan and the Great Celestial Master—of the top two powerhouses of Shian, one had now been abolished.
Fu Xingchuan sighed quietly, looking at his black nose.
Whatever happened, hopefully Yin Ren was still fine.
……
In the deepest depths of the dark abyss.
Yin Ren regained consciousness and tried to open his eyes with an indescribable feeling of wonder.
Then he noticed that he seemed to have no eyes.
Kinky Thoughts:
I recently had Haidilao and have to say it is quite good… although it’s pretty expensive.
