The pink mist seemed to float slowly, but it actually came very quickly.

When I saw a wisp of pink haze from above my head, the wisps of pink haze were already lingering around me, seeming to diffuse and cover the entire dark forest.

"Run away!"

"It's over!"

A group of "people" came to this ghost place to seek revenge. Let alone not being able to kill their enemies, even if they could, after seeing this powder mist, they simply threw Jin Wuji out of the sky.

He looked like he was frightened to death and ran away, wishing he didn't have more legs.

"Holy Monk! Run!"

Jin Wuji, the master of the Earth Ranking, was not much better. He covered his mouth and nose with both hands, and shouted anxiously with panic in his eyes.

But he found that the bald donkey was in a very strange state at this time.

The pretty face that had always been sanctimonious turned red and even distorted, seeming very tangled and painful.

This little bald donkey has been tricked!

There was just a hint of surprise on his face, and then it fell down again.

If it had been any other way, he would have escaped long ago.

Maybe there will be another evil plot.

It's a pity that this bald donkey didn't know what magic trick he used to seal all his spiritual power, making him unable to use even half of it.

Based on his understanding of the poisonous mist, if Bald Donkey didn't lead him away, he would be dead!

Damn it!

Little bald donkey!

On weekdays, he pretends to be a compassionate and virtuous holy monk, but when things happen, he is just a young boy who has never seen the world and has no future at all!

Not to mention Jin Wuji’s various thoughts.

Chen Yi's head hurt just now, and he found himself very strangely lying on a bed, naked.

What's even weirder is that there is someone lying next to him...

Just like him, covered only with a thin blanket, with amazing undulating curves...

Revealing smooth and round shoulders and...

Turning your head, you can see the face very close to you.

The long eyelashes, round tip of nose, red lips, and tiny fluff seemed to give her face a layer of shimmer...

Chen Yi felt an astonishingly soft and silky smooth touch against his body...

Jin Fangfei?!

Chen Yi seemed to have turned back into the ordinary urban youth he was before.

What kind of heart is like still water, what kind of wisdom is clear, what kind of strong man, what kind of holy monk...

There were no traces on him at all.

The sudden change shocked and panicked him. The person next to him, this face, and that strange touch also made him extremely nostalgic.

What's going on?

Amitabha Buddha!

What kind of monster is causing trouble?!

He sat up suddenly, trying to get up as if avoiding a snake or scorpion.

Unexpectedly, he found that his body was extremely heavy and he rolled under the bed with a plop.

He climbed up awkwardly on the edge of the bed, with a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face.

Only then did I realize that the place I was in was not Lost Mountain at all.

It is a room with elegant and low-luxury furnishings.

It looks like a suite in a high-end hotel.

What's going on?

Fantasy?

Is it powder mist?

Chen Yi recalled what he had seen before. He suppressed all the doubts and thoughts in his heart, closed his eyes and concentrated, and recited the Heart Sutra.

However, the scripture, which has been invincible ever since it was obtained, has completely lost its effect at this time.

Not to mention magical powers, it can't even calm his mind.

Chen Yi did not believe Xie and recited it back and forth. He even recited the Ksitigarbha Sutra several times, but nothing happened.

"what you do?"

A charming voice with a hint of laziness sounded.

Startled, he opened his eyes and looked up to see the woman who had appeared beside him inexplicably. She was poking her head out from the edge of the bed, her small face resting on her folded arms, and her big eyes looking at him curiously.

"Gudu..."

The looming sight of the half-body protruding from the thin blanket made Chen Yi unable to help but feel a dry throat.

Hearing the voice, a trace of blush appeared on the little face, but he held his neck and said: "What are you doing? It's not like you haven't seen it before!"

Even so, she had already huddled into the blanket.

"Are you reciting that weird sutra again?"

The tight blanket gave her a sense of security under Chen Yi's lustful eyes, and then she raised her red face, raised her eyebrows and pursed her lips, trying to make a fierce look: "We are all like this, you still think about it"

Why are you going to be a monk? I tell you, no way! You have to be responsible for my mother, and you can never get rid of her in this life!"

Are we that familiar?

There was no trace of his martial arts, and the powerful scriptures had no effect. The real sight and touch in front of him made Chen Yi wonder, is it possible that all the time travel and the holy monk are just a fantasy dream, and what is in front of him is real?

No, no...

Impossible...

Chen Yi held his head, but suddenly froze.

I grabbed a few handfuls on my head...

Even his long lost hair is back?

While I was dazed, my head suddenly felt a sharp pain again. I held my head and couldn't help but groan.

Many memories poured out of my mind like a tide...

By the way...

One month ago, it was his birthday.

He went out alone to treat himself…

Being hit...

Being besieged by a group of young ladies...

Chasing the person who hit me...

See a movie……

Nothing is wrong.

wrong.

The person who hit him did not disappear suddenly, but got into a car and drove away.

Even though he was angry, he still went to see the movie.

In the movie theater, nothing happened.

After watching the movie, he was made even more depressed by the plot of Zha Tang abandoning the king.

So I went to a nearby bar, and then...

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Yi raised his head blankly and looked at the face with a hint of worry.

The body of the woman he had deemed sick was the one whose body he picked up in an alley outside the bar.

One was so drunk that he was drunk, and the other was drunk until he was dead...

A frustrated person, a lost soul...

One is infatuated, the other is confused...

Well, after using so many parallels, the final result is nothing more than a plot point from a bloody romance decades ago.
To be continued...