In the bathroom, Dongfangbai was taking a shower.

Although this home is a place he never likes, after all, it is necessary to go home for a long time, take a shower, have a good sleep, and have a good rest.

The bathroom door is open.

Dongfang Bai stretched out his hand, and the girl holding an umbrella behind her covered her eyes with one hand, and some vision was revealed in her fingers. She handed Dongfang Bai the shampoo in her hand with the other hand.

Dongfang Bai didn't turn around and took the shampoo naturally, and always felt a little strange.

The location of the shampoo seems to be lower?

Dongfang Bai then turned around and "looked" over.

The girl appeared in front of him with a paper umbrella.

"You?" Dongfang Bai asked in confusion: "Who are you?"

The girl frowned.

Dongfang Bai's memory seems to have been blinded again.

Is it because I am approaching this god?

Or did you tell me something else?

The girl looked at Dongfang Bai's empty eyes.

"Can you see me?" asked the girl.

Dongfang Bai's eyes had no eyes.

"Why can't you see? Who are you?" Dongfang Bai subconsciously covered the important parts with a towel, and then reacted: "Are you the descendant of some comrades from Dongfang's aid to Korea?"

"I..." the girl sighed: "Then do you really don't remember me?"

"Are you sick? I'm taking a shower, why don't you go out quickly?" Dongfang Bai looked at the girl with disgust.

The girl thought for a moment and asked, "Who is the old man outside whom you call Dongfang Aid Korea?"

"This is my home! What do you think?" Dongfang Bai held a towel in one hand to cover the key parts, and pushed the girl out of the bathroom with the other hand.

Dongfang Bai's palm came under the umbrella and the moment she touched the girl's shoulder, she was stunned.

The space under the sky-covering umbrella is another small world independent of the environment!

A mortal like Dongfang Bai, who has no trace of spiritual power, can directly break through the boundary wall of the world and touch himself under the umbrella?

She couldn't believe it anyway.

But as he was pushed out little by little, the girl slowly came to her senses.

"So... this Dongfang Bai may also be the god in this divine realm?"

But why can the old man see himself hiding under the umbrella?

The girl's thoughts gradually became chaotic.

Walking out of the bathroom, the girl found that Dongfang Yuanchao was still sitting in the main hall, trying hard to debug her worn radio.

Under the dim light, the girl could see the profound traces of the years on Dongfang Yuanchao's face and hands.

Looks like a normal old man.

The girl approached the East to aid Korea step by step.

Dongfang Yuanchao raised his head, looked at the girl, lowered his head, and continued to fiddle with the radio in his hand.

"Don't hold an umbrella in the house." The old man's voice seemed not as dry as before, but he still felt a stern feeling that he couldn't say.

"oh."

Upon hearing this, the girl nodded quickly, stuck out her tongue, obediently closed the umbrella in her hand, and then placed it aside.

The moment she put down the umbrella, she had a cold war.

Fear grabbed her whole heart for a moment.

‘Why did I close the sky umbrella?’ The girl couldn’t help but ask herself in her heart.

The action of collecting the umbrella just now was so natural and so unthinking.

But this reaction should not be something she can do.

In this strange divine realm, holding a sky umbrella and not holding a sky umbrella are two different things.

Holding an umbrella, there will be a glimmer of hope no matter what.

Without holding an umbrella, with her cultivation level, there is almost no possibility of survival!

The girl knows very well.

She herself is not a person who does things without thinking.

So... the previous actions were influenced by the old man's words?

She became even more confused.

Dongfang Bai can "see" himself, and the elderly can do it too.

Dongfang Bai easily broke through the boundary defense of the sky-covering umbrella and touched himself. The old man could ask himself to let go of this magic weapon that could even save his life with just one word.

These two people... are not right.

Or maybe something is wrong with this environment.

The girl quietly moved her steps, holding the sky-covering umbrella she had just put down in her hand and carried it behind her back.

Her movements were very small, but the old man could easily detect them.

Dongfang Yuanchao's wrinkled old face showed disdain: "That little prospect! He is really born with that little bastard."

The girl laughed dryly.

It took a long time for the radio to be repaired by Dongfang to aid Korea and made a sound normally.

Strange music flowed out of the old radio.

"The sea of ​​bitterness, love and hate."

"In the world, it is hard to escape fate."

"Blind dates are not enough, approach..."

Word by word, clearly passing by.

A very good song.

Although it is in different languages, the girl can hear the meaning of it.

The most important thing is that the girl remembered that this music was also played in the Laoma Hotpot Bathing City at the same time as the time of the time.

In this way, this music should be more important.

She silently wrote down all the lyrics of this song.

The song rang, and the Eastern Aid to Korea seemed a little confused.

He patted the radio he had just repaired, muttered something, reached out and pressed, and switched to another song.

The girl could see that Dongfang Aidong seemed not satisfied with the previous song.

While she was thinking, Dongfang Bai walked out of the bathroom.

The oriental white eyebrows and eyes, who responded to the boy's posture, had a gentle and elegant style of books. Although his appearance was worse than those of the same handsome face as those in Laoma Hotpot bathing in the city, he was better than those of natural and clean, and extremely elegant.

The girl watched Dongfang Bai walk into the main hall, and "looked" at her and Dongfang Yuanchao with her black eyes, then turned around and entered the room beside her.

"Ba" Dongfang Bai locked the door in the room.

"Hmph." Dongfang Yuanchao looked at Dongfang Bai's actions and habitually disdained.

He stood up holding the old and greasy dining table, his waist was slightly hunched, and he walked into another room with the radio he had repaired.

Before leaving, the girl looked at Dongfang Yuanchao's back and always felt that there was nothing different than what she saw when she entered this small yard before.

But what's different?

"Tread".

A soft footstep sound of a thousand-layer cloth sole.

The girl was in a daze and had some enlightenment.

Those shoes...

She stared at the shoes of Dongfang Aiding Korea.

I took a quick glance when I entered the house. The foot of Dongfang Yuanchao she saw was a pair of brand new leather shoes.

Now, the texture of the shoes seems to have changed a bit.

While walking, the sound was lighter than before.

The most important thing is that after the shoes were changed, the old man seemed not as stiff and stiff as before.

Although the movements are not very quick, overall, they are more like a living and in poor health.

"Bang" Dongfang Yuanchao locked the door in the room.
Chapter completed!