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"My parents said that this was given to me by an old Taoist priest when I was a child. He left without receiving any payment. If possible, I would like to know who sent it, so I can thank him."


Jing Huan said, putting the necklace on Tuck it back into the shirt.

Ying Mutian was sweating a little by the side. He didn't know what happened at that time, but there was a subconscious feeling that Jing Huan must not know that the person who gave the necklace was him.

Although I don't know the reason, but combined with the memory recovered from the previous paragraph, I obviously dressed up as a high school student and went to school with Huan Huan...

Although it is not too much, it is indeed a bit... perverted.

Ying Mutian followed behind in confusion, Jing Huan didn't notice this, he walked all the way down the mountain to go back to the beach.

As for the other masks, he would be easy to pick up but not too lazy to pick them up. Although there are no other examples to prove it yet, he guesses that the seven masks can only lift the curse of the corresponding animal.

For example, the cat mask on his head can only lift the curse of turning into a leopard cat. If he is holding a pangolin mask, it must have no effect.

That being the case, he didn't want to bother to get other masks. As for the other people in the team... Ying Mutian didn't think about it at all, he had to find it himself.

For two girls on the beach, it doesn't help if they don't move the mask around a lot.

Moreover, getting a mask now does not seem to mean customs clearance.

Jing Huan walked slowly down the mountain, and took a leisurely look at the beautiful forest at sunrise time.

Ying Mutian followed silently, but in fact the main focus was not here, he felt that the missing greedy ghost had returned.

In the room outside the dungeon, Ying Mutian stood up from the sofa and turned on all the lights in the room. This is an unexpectedly familiar room. It is exactly the same as the previous villa. From the distribution of the room to the placement of every piece of furniture, there is no difference.

According to his current memory, this room was created by him. Then, although he lost all the memories related to Jing Huan at that time, he also subconsciously restored the home where they lived together.

It's just that there aren't any photos, and the walls are blank.

Ying Mutian closed his eyes and tried to recall, but his mind went blank...

"Tsk."

Jing Huan was not here, no one could influence him, and his tyrannical emotions exploded directly from his chest. Ying Mutian raised his hand and was about to hit the wall, but he stopped abruptly.

This room cannot be destroyed casually, even if it is a replica of his home. But...he could punch something else.

Ying Mutian disappeared directly into the room, and then went through a dozen dungeons without players one by one, dragged all the ghosts out and beat them up, and then returned to the room with a wailing sound, The ghost called.

At this moment, the greedy ghost who still maintains the figure of the bamboo pole appears tremblingly. He has already heard what Ying Mutian has just done, and he... won't be killed, right?

"You just left here, how did you get out?" Ying Mutian asked straight to the point.

This time, he didn't take violence first to threaten, but his greed for ghosts was half cold.

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