i spent the summer in gotham

570.

Timothy Duck is very depressed now.

It's okay, I respect his depression.

After all, he worked all night, from duck to duck, all kinds of hardships were in vain.

It's like you cooked a pot of supper hard behind your parents' backs, but when you look back, you find that the supper was stolen and eaten by a few mice.

One world, one melancholy.

I'm not implying anyone, really.

571.

"So whose body is Xiao Li using now?" Dick asked.

I glanced twice, "No matter who it is, part of it is not my own anyway, but part of it is indeed mine." I fell into thought, "It feels like two bodies have been kneaded together."

I didn't notice when the sword bone was unstable, but now that the sword bone has stabilized, I can feel another soul hiding in this body.He should be the original owner of another body.

Jason glanced at me casually and rubbed his forehead.

Tim changed the topic, "Since Luthor's magical hairspray can travel through the world and change personality, now it can even exchange souls and fuse bodies." He paused, with genuine doubts on his face, "Then why is he What is still a bald man?"

Good question, Tim.At this time, we should combine the functions that the magic hair gel already has.

I made a reasonable analysis, "The magic hair gel can travel through worlds and fuse bodies. Its real function is not to plunder Luthor's hair in the parallel world, right?"

Jason quickly caught up with my thoughts, "Maybe it only succeeded in taking away the hair, but not the follicle, so the hair couldn't survive on Luthor's barren scalp."

"No," Dick put forward a new opinion, "isn't it because most of the Luthors in the world are bald?" He looked around us and said proudly, "He can't even plunder a single hair."

Yes, that makes sense.

Three seconds of silence for Luthor's hair follicles.

572.

"The first thing we need to do is get out of Arkham..." said Dick.

In the middle of speaking, he stopped talking, and his eyes fell on the pile of seaweed I swept in the corner.

Dick trembled. He walked over and picked up a bunch of things that needed to be mosaiced urgently in Tim's hands. "This, what is this?"

Jason narrowed his eyes and observed, "Large intestine, or small intestine, anyway, I suggest you not reach for it."

"It's okay, it's not my hand. No," Dick asked again, "What is this???"

I raised my hands high and shouted my innocence, "It's none of my business, he hit me by himself! This buddy gave me medicine and was going to use a soldering iron to burn my tattoo. He broke my sword bone and volunteered to be it." Dumpling stuffing!"

Dick had a complicated expression. He just opened his mouth, and he hadn't had time to make a sound yet.

Jason rushed over on his knees, hugged me, and complained tearfully, "What else do you want, you see Xiao Li is scared, and you still want to accuse her?"

"Uh, wait?" Dick looked dazed.

Jason vowed to show Qiong Yao's style to the end, "Look at your sister, she is just a weak and helpless panda breeder, the child's face turned pale with fright!"

This is not necessary, after all, this is not my face.

Jason wiped away the non-existent tears from the corners of my eyes, pointed at the pile of seaweed in the corner, and scolded with an evil mother-in-law face, "Scheming, he must have wanted to die a long time ago, so it's because of us Xiao Li body, trying to cast a green shadow over Xiao Li's pure heart!"

I leaned against Jason's chest weakly and helplessly, and said, "He's so scary, I'm so scared. I'm so dizzy, my chest hurts, I want to vomit, blah blah."

"I didn't..." Dick tried to defend himself.

Tim's expression ranged from surprise to frown to thought to approval.

He turned his head and said sadly to Dick, "The clown just lost his life, but Xiao Li lost her smile. Isn't my sister's smile worth protecting?"

He sneaked up next to Dick and whispered, "It's not our world, it's not Xiao Li who took the initiative to cause trouble, understand?"

I continued to whimper on Jason's chest.

Tim continued to snort, "Jason is standing right next to you, two."

Dick: "..."

Dick wiped his face, "I mean we should find a place to deal with this pile of intestines first."

"Oh." We all changed back to indifferent expressions, "Say it earlier."

Timothy Duck: "...quack."

573.

The moon was dark and the wind was high, in the wilderness beside the Arkham Asylum in an unknown world, the four of us plus a duck were digging holes on the small dirt slope outside the madhouse.

Dick ripped off an Arkham Asylum patient uniform, wrapped the mosaic roughly, and threw it in the pit we dug.

Dick stood in front of the small pit and sighed, "Should we tell the Batman of this world about this?"

"What do you mean," Tim asked, "running up to him and holding up a big-character poster, 'Not only did we make the clown a seaweed salad, but we dug him up and buried him'."

I picked up a small piece of bark on the ground and carved a few large characters on it with an ungodly heart, "Tomb of Seaweed".

Go, Mr. Haizao, have a good journey, I hope there is no sword repair in hell.

But the probability of this is very small, maybe you will meet my great-great-great-grandpa in hell.The big devil may grind your bones and give him a chair to sit on.

The corner of Dick's mouth twitched, "Who can tell that it's a clown?? Who???"

"I can tell," Jason pointed out sharply, "it means you don't love him enough, Dickhead, you really got hooked up with Harry."

"Don't use my love life to change the subject." Dick took a small step back, "That's not my will!"

"Don't take the initiative, don't refuse, and don't take responsibility," I praised, "Dick, you are such a standard scumbag!"

Jason: "A standard dick."

Jason: "Or should I use 'root'?"

Dick covered our mouths with a kind smile, and his voice came through his teeth, "Change the subject, OK?"

Jason and I widened our eyes in horror, and nodded in humiliation at the hands of the brown bear.

The evil big brother is powerful, blah blah blah.

574.

We sprinkled handfuls of soil on the mosaic-covered hospital uniforms.

Jason held a non-existent Bible in his hand, with a sad expression, and briefly played the role of a passing pastor, "God and the devil will not bless you anyway, I hope you will not be happy, and quickly reincarnate into a different world as a lizard Come on, amen."

We bowed our heads in silence, and each threw a piece of dogtail grass on the small mound.

Timothy Duck stepped forward, pawed a few times with his little feet, and stepped on the soil tightly.

"Is it over?" Tim asked.

"It's over," Dick said.

"Yeah!" The next second, we cheered and started dancing on the tomb of seaweed.

May your road to hell be more lively, Clown Sauce, I don’t have enough conditions to dance the coffin-carrying dance for you, I hope you can understand.

575.

The four of us plus a duck sat in front of the tomb of seaweed and rested for a while, and headed towards the city.

No magic hairspray right now, don't know when we'll be able to go back.

I noticed that the physical wound was slowly healing, it was my blood working.

My mother is Xianfan who has mixed blood for many generations, and the top generation inherited the blood of Queen Mother Xi.

This Queen Mother of the West is not the queen mother in "Seven Fairies of Joyful Land", but a strange beast with a leopard tail and tiger teeth that lives in Kunlun Mountains.

My mother doesn't know how many generations of her great descendants.Her blood returned to her ancestors, and then she grew a leopard tail, which was soft and easy to touch.

After I knew my father was Bruce Wayne, I once suspected that she was using her own tail to catch my father.

The blood of the Queen Mother of the West has been diluted a lot since it came to me. I don't have any inhuman features on my body, only a natural sword bone that acts as a monster from time to time can have something to do with the name of the Queen Mother of the West.

But I still got some benefits, for example, when I was about to die, this bit of divine blood could come out to save my life.

Now this part of the blood is fused with this body, gradually correcting the hidden wounds deep in the body, the misplaced bones are being corrected, and there is a fine itching in the flesh.

This is a good thing, he will get a normal life in the future.

576.

Because my mother has a leopard tail, she wears skirts every day, looking very ladylike and dignified.

Thanks to her ancestral blood, when she was young, there were monsters everywhere who wanted to devour her to increase her power, and even I was included in the recipes of you monsters.

My mother was in a skirt and fought all the way from the east to the west, and it was commonplace for her to be swallowed or thrown into the pot for steaming and braised.Tang Seng will call her brothers and sisters when he is alive.

I can't compare to her. After all, the blood in my body is almost zero. With my mother in front, everyone naturally looks down on me as a substitute.

I've only been swallowed three times.

Twice, I used the sword bone to disembowel the monster and slip out.

Once, Meimei came in and dragged me out. According to her, she would also like to thank Ah Qiang for holding the mouth of the monster with the same posture as a Tom cat outside, so that the two of us would not be soaked inside.

Ah Qiang, good brother, the usual colleagues didn’t give you a leucorrhea!

...No, at that time I didn't even bring him a fanbook.

577.

I feel that another soul in my body has fully awakened.

He didn't say a word, like a frightened little beast was examining me, the three brothers and ducks beside me.

Dick used Tim's body to walk with a lively pace that Tim could never walk in his life.

He looks up at Tim's chest, which is actually Jason's chest.

Dick's hand snapped up uncontrollably.

We can tell from his expression that he feels good.

Tim lost his expression in shock, as if a stone statue stood there.

Dick squeezed it with emotion, and exclaimed, "Jie, your pectoral muscles feel so good! I've wanted to try it for a long time."

"WTF," Jason said, startled and furious, "what are you doing to my body, dick head!"

He tried to pounce on Dick, and Dick blocked his fist, thinking, "Oh, that's a good touch—don't hit your face, it's Tim's face!"

Jason glared at Dick viciously, "You want to play like this, don't you?"

Dick: "Huh?"

Jason reached out and patted his ass, which was actually Dick's ass, and he said loudly, "Don't forget that your body is still in my hands."

Dick: "..."

He slapped his face, turning a blind eye to Jason's threats, "You know, I've actually been patted by quite a few people. From female villains to heroines and even female passers-by." He shrugged, "I I'm used to it."

Jason: "..."

After a while of shameful silence, his expression was not good and tragic, "Do you believe that I took off my clothes and went to the street to dance a striptease?"

He grinned grimly, "You're right, anyway, you're already fearless!"

Dick's eyes widened, "Stop, stop—"

The philosophical atmosphere between the two brothers almost turned into hailstones and fell on our heads.

Tim looked at his two brothers in horror. After a long time, he picked up the duck on the ground and moved away from them.

He and Yaya hid behind me, "Level [-] alert, they have been infected by poison gas!"

Tim panicked, using Jason's body and had to curl up to get his head behind my shoulders.

The scene was once very big.

I:……

Another soul inside me: ...?

I'm sorry to make you laugh, I'll discipline them right now.