If the Shrimp Dragon Shenxing chariot is driven on the road of Wenzhou City, it will definitely be very cool... A retro-flavored chariot, the whole body is full of gold. And there are two shrimp dragons pulling the cart in front. Since they are shrimps, they are still dragons, with some basic forms of dragons, absolutely shrimp eyes!
However, it is too conspicuous. Not very suitable.
Moreover, it is very likely that the vehicle will be detained by the police uncle, driving an illegally modified vehicle...
So Song Shuhang transferred the Shrimp Dragon Divine Travel Chariot to the core world.
Soft Feather and Su Clan's Sixteen are still in a coma, and will release the two girls when they return home.
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Su Clan's Sixteen was transferred to the Inner World, but Sister Bai Long did not follow. Like the meritorious snake beauty, she has the ability to move away from the master. Sister Bai Long hides her figure and floats above Song Shuhang's head, looking at the changes in the world curiously.
Song Shuhang walked in the direction of home and took out his mobile phone.
After the mobile phone returns to the present world, the time is automatically synchronized.
October 5, 2019, 09:32, Saturday, cloudy to cloudy.
"Although it's a holiday, at this point, my parents must have woken up." Song Shuhang said softly.
Bai Long asked softly, "Is your cave nearby?"
"Well... my home is on White Whale Road. However, it's not really a cave." Song Shuhang laughed.
He took brisk steps, and soon, he returned to the door of his familiar home.
Song Shuhang went to the door of his house and looked at the door of his house, but he felt both familiar and unfamiliar in his heart.
"The sequelae of falling into a dream." Song Shuhang sighed softly.
In reality, it was only the gate of his house that he hadn't seen for a month, but emotionally, it seemed that he hadn't returned home for hundreds of years, which made him feel like 'a young child left home and returned home'.
"I'm back." Song Shuhang said softly, he reached out and pressed the doorbell.
"Here." It was Song's mother who opened the door.
Song's mother grows younger and younger, the real reverse growth. When Mama Song was young, she was the department flower of the academy, but now she and Song Shuhang are standing together, like siblings.
"Mom, I'm back." Song Shuhang took a deep breath and said excitedly.
Words cannot describe the feeling of not seeing my mother for hundreds of years. If he was a bit hypocritical, he would definitely throw himself into his mother's arms and cry aloud.
Mother Song looked at the tall young man in front of her with a confused expression.
After a while, Mama Song asked suspiciously, "Who are you?"
Who are you
Who is it
ah
Song Mama's words echoed in Song Shuhang's mind.
"It's me, Shuhang. My appearance hasn't changed?" Song Shuhang subconsciously touched his face, it wouldn't be when he was possessed by the 'Emperor of Heaven', which affected his appearance and caused his mother not to recognize it. Has he come
"Shuhang? This name is a bit familiar..." Mother Song stared at Song Shuhang, her eyes suddenly lit up: "Ba Song? Your name is Tyrant Song, right?"
Song Shuhang: "..."
He had a bad feeling in his heart.
Mother Song didn't seem to remember him at all, so she could only report his holy name with the ability of the holy seal 'no one in the world does not know the king'. Could it be that the effect of the little black house of heaven has not dissipated
No, we have already come out of the little black house of heaven, and everyone's memory should be restored, right
Could it be that memory recovery needs some time buffering
"Mom, look at me carefully. I'm your son, Shuhang." Song Shuhang said—maybe my mother can think of him by looking at him more
"Mr. Tyrant Song, stop joking, my child, he died soon after he was born." Mama Song said with a sad face.
Song Shuhang: "Huh?"
What? Died? what
When did I die? God, I don't even know when I died.
Could it be... I have traveled to a parallel world? In this world, the poor Mr. Song Shuhang died unexpectedly soon after he was born
In an instant, hundreds of possibilities and guesses appeared in Song Shuhang's mind.
"What happened?" At this moment, another low-pitched man's voice came down.
The younger version of Papa Song walked out of the house, wearing a nightgown and looking tired.
Father Song saw Song Shuhang and scratched his head: "Huh? This little brother looks familiar."
Dad still has an impression of me
Song Shuhang was overjoyed: "It's me, Dad, I'm Shuhang. Do you really have no impression of me at all?"
"Mr. Tyrant Song, stop joking. I don't have a son as old as you... Our child died not long after he was born more than ten years ago." Papa Song waved, and then there was a kind of sadness on his face. expression.
I don't have a son as big as you~
I don't have a son like you
Song Shuhang: "..."
"However, Mr. Ba Song, you don't have to worry about our husband and wife. In fact, more than ten years have passed since the grief of the child's death, and we have forgotten the grief. And, next, we are going to have another child." Song Dad continued.
After all, he looked at Song mother tenderly.
Mother Song snuggled into his arms cooperatively.
The two of them disregarded the feelings of their own sons and threw dog food in front of them.
Song Shuhang: "Huh?"
Mother Song said with a shy look: "Actually, I was in a dangerous period in those days. Maybe we have already had a second child. I will take a test in the past few days."
Father Song: "I want a daughter this time, and my daughter is caring."
Mother Song smiled and said, "We can have two more children. Now there is a two-child policy. Our first child died, so we should be able to apply for a third child."
"Okay, everything is up to you." Dad Song said.
Song Shuhang: "..."
Your two eldest sons, who died young, are now standing in front of you, eating the dog food you sprinkled.
Song Shuhang felt at this time that it was simply too much.
No, Doudou is already married, so we can no longer use the phrase "Japanese Doudou"...
Not right, Beanie's wedding has been blown...
Song Shuhang rubbed his temples and sighed.
It seems that after escaping from prison, the side effects of 'Heaven's Little Black House' will not disappear
Moreover, the power of transparency in the little black house of heaven is more serious than he imagined.
Like now.
Song Dad and Song Mama, who were chatting with him, turned around and looked at each other affectionately. After exchanging a few sentences with each other, the two turned their heads to look at Song Shuhang... and forgot about him.
"Huh? This little brother looks very familiar. He looks a bit like me when I was young." Dad Song said.
"Mr. Ba Ru? Who are you looking for, Mr. Ba Ru?" Mama Song asked.
Song Shuhang: "..."
If it wasn't for knowing that the 'Umbrella Daoist' was still in the Bishui Pavilion, Song Shuhang almost thought that he came to Wenzhou City to teach his exclusive exercises to Song Dad and Song Mom.
After a while, Song Shuhang's mouth twitched and said, "I'm sorry, I rang the wrong doorbell."
Then, holding his pierced heart, he waved to Father Song and Mother Song, and left quietly.
With his current strength, it was easy to quietly return to his room.
But on the premise that neither Father Song nor Mother Song could remember him, it would be meaningless to go back to his room.
Sister Bai Long stretched out her paws and patted Song Shuhang's head lightly: "Don't be sad, you have already come out of the 'Heavenly Dao Little Black House', there will always be a way to remove the 'identity transparency'."
"Sister Bailong, don't worry, this level of blow is like a drizzle to me." Song Shuhang smiled.
Hundreds of years of green onion, hundreds of years of ghost life that has been sliced and studied, plus the experience of death and resurrection again and again, his Dao Heart has evolved from hard like iron to hard super alloy.
"If the influence of 'Little Black House' on me has not disappeared... Then Su Clan's Sixteen and Soft Feather are still in this state." Song Shuhang said.
In that case, Su Clan's Qi and Venerable Spirit Butterfly have also forgotten Sixteen and Soft Feather
Venerable Spirit Butterfly will be fine, right
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"Where are you going next?" Sister Bai Long asked.
"Find a nearby hotel to stay at first, after the 7th will be Immortal Fairy Bie Xue's food immortal banquet, then I will rush over to attend the banquet. By the way... Senior White must still recognize me. When I come out, I will go to the Immortal Food Banquet with him." Song Shuhang said.
There is a well-reviewed small hotel on Beluga Road.
Song Shuhang came to the front desk.
"Hello, sir. Do you want to check in? Do you have an appointment?" The little girl at the front desk of the hotel smiled at Song Shuhang.
"Without an appointment, give me a single room and stay until the end of the 6th." Song Shuhang handed over his ID card.
"Okay, sir." The little girl took Song Shuhang's ID card.
In the present world, all the images and materials about Song Shuhang have become transparent.
Because Song Shuhang's ID card was carried with him, he entered the 'Heavenly Dao Little Black House', and the information on it was not erased.
The little girl took the ID card and registered it, and then returned the ID card to Song Shuhang.
And then…
The little girl forgot Song Shuhang.
She lowered her head to operate on the computer for a moment, and suddenly looked confused.
Then she raised her head and looked at Song Shuhang: "Huh? Hello... Are you Mr. Tyrannical Song? Do you want to check in? Do you have an appointment?"
Song Shuhang was so heartbroken.
"Is there a room? I want a single room. You should have registered for me just now." Song Shuhang prompted.
The little girl looked bewildered.
She looked down at the computer: "Huh? I just performed the registration operation, but there is no information on it... Strange, how could this be?"
Song Shuhang: "..." The effect of the little black house of heaven, so domineering
The little girl looked thoughtful.
After a while, she raised her head: "Huh? Hello... Are you Mr. Ba Ru? Do you want to move in? There is a reservation... "
"No, I'm just here to hang out." Song Shuhang said.
I'll just find a place to wait for Senior White. If I stay overnight, I can go back to my core world or sneak back to my house to spend the night.
After leaving the hotel, Song Shuhang took out his mobile phone, dialed the number of 'the most Yue layman', and called him...