i spent the summer in gotham

583.

My skin has spent its short life in the toilet.

It was born with honor and died with greatness, saving my dying soul.

Without it, Xiaojie and I would have turned into statues of thinkers in the toilet today, only worthy of impotent rage.

Don't ask, if you ask, you close your eyes, if you ask, you don't know anything.

I sat on the toilet and sighed with Xiaojie.

Me: "Oh."

Xiaojie: "Oh."

Me: "Can we get out?"

Xiaojie has done a good job of psychological construction, and I seem to be able to hear his voice of cheering himself up. After a long time, he gave up on himself and said, "Let's go."

We pushed open the toilet door and looked up to meet four pairs of piercing eyes.

Oh, I'm sorry, the duck's eyes can't be called piercing, they can only be said to be black and shiny.

Me and Xiaojie:?

The way I opened the door must be wrong, the door of the toilet may be any door in the legend.

So I slammed the toilet door shut and took three deep breaths.

Xiaojie: "...what are you doing?"

I said seriously, "When you encounter something you can't understand, you can close your eyes and take a few deep breaths, so that when you open your eyes, a magical elf will come to help you kill the source of your incomprehension."

"What kind of magical elf is this?" Xiaojie growled, "Don't be so sick, please face the reality!"

Poor child, he has endured too much today, and the threshold of his heart has repeatedly broken through the upper line.

He's evolved, he's no longer that crying Jay.

"Or like this," I picked up the toilet plug from the toilet, "you close your eyes, and I will be a magic elf."

"It turns out that the magical elf wants you to be it yourself," Xiaojie's evil dragon growled, "What's the point, what's the point?!"

"Self-reliance is the most important thing in a person," I said seriously, "Things that are not within my understanding can be turned into fireworks with peace of mind."

Xiaojie howled in despair, "Don't misinterpret what the ancients said!"

We rolled around in the toilet a few times, and finally Xiaojie completely completed his transformation.

He said coldly, "Shut up, open the door and go out, or I will take control of my body and perform a striptease at the toilet door."

Ah, this is your body, don't you need to fight like this?

"Striptease." Xiaojie said indifferently.

Hey, so fierce, you are no longer that crying Bao Xiaojie.

So I pushed open the door of the toilet again, and met four pairs of eyes outside the toilet.

Tim showed a relieved smile, "My prediction was right."

Dick and Jason looked regretful, and Timothy quacked disdainfully.

Xiaojie is like a demon king in the world, facing such scenes without any panic, "Okay, you can turn them into fireworks."

Isn't that exactly what I thought? ? ?

"do you have any opinion?"

No, woo woo woo.

584.

I looked coldly at the three people and one duck with different expressions at the door of the toilet, and closed the door again.

The third time I opened the toilet door, I had a toilet plug in my hand, and before I could make my pre-war declaration, I noticed something was wrong.

There are five pairs of eyes on the door of the toilet, and one pair of eyes is from a stranger.

A middle-aged man with a big beard.

Of course, I don't know this middle-aged man, but looking at the trio who are stiff as sculptures next to me, I can recognize the identity of this brother from their terrified expressions.

Oh, Batman, first time meeting, please allow me to put down the toilet plug in my hand, or I will give you a burst of love.

"Get me a toilet plug and pop his head!" Xiaojie said viciously, and Kitten was fierce, "It doesn't matter if he doesn't want his head!"

Wow, I can see that I am really angry.

585.

Xiaojie's wish didn't come true, and we sat face to face in the booth of the fast food restaurant.

The good thing is that people come and go here, and Batman won't blow our heads off on the spot.

The downside is that there are people coming and going here, and we can't run away on the spot.

There are gains and losses, Batman sat alone on one side, and the four of us plus a duck were squeezed into a small booth on the other side.

"I need an explanation," Batman said.

"He comes/he can/he knows/don't come after me!"

Four fingers pointing at four different people, Dick pointing at Jason, Jason pointing at Tim, Tim pointing at me, me pointing at Dick.

There was a moment of silence at the table.

Timothy snorted coldly, "Quack."

Translated from the sound of "嘎", it should be "stupid".

Do it all over again.

"It's him/he can do it/he knows/don't come after me!"

Dick, who was pointed by three fingers, didn't dare to say anything, "Hey, what's going on?"

Jason, who was pointed at by Dick, gloated, "Go, brother."

A word of caution here, Dick is using Tim's body.

So it's no surprise that Batman says, "Who are you?"

Tim: "Huh???"

586.

Dick tried his best to explain the part about our body swapping and time travel, and tearfully accused the clown of the psychological damage caused to me, and my innocence and powerlessness in this accident.

I didn't even know that big brother had such a face.

Unexpectedly, Batman did not delve into the matter of Mr. Haizao's reincarnation in another world. He looked suspiciously at the duck sitting on Jason's lap, "Who is this?"

Timothy Duck: "...quack."

I introduced him politely, "This is Timothy Duck, the family member after Alfred the cat."

Bad-tempered Yaya snapped at my hand angrily, hissing, it hurts, I'll let Xiaojie catch you to make soup later.

Batman frowned, "Who is Alfred Cat?"

"Damian's cat, one of his Wayne Zoo members," Jason said.

The blankness on Batman's face became more and more obvious, "Damian?"

"Isn't it, old man?" Jason was shocked, "Don't you even know who Damian is, he is your own son!"

Poor pig's pupils trembled, and his beard couldn't cover the reasoning processes that jumped out of his head one after another.

Jason gloated, "By the way, he is your and Thalia's cub, are you happy, Ah Fu will be very happy."

Before poor piggy could react, Xiaojie screamed inside me, "He has a new son?!!"

The mentality is broken, Xiaojie, rub it.

587.

Poor Piggy pondered, Poor Piggy's face changed like a disco light ball, Poor Piggy was hit hard with a crowbar like a sky cap.

Finally, he looked at me almost cautiously and asked, "Who are you?"

This "you" does not refer to Xiaojie, but to me who exists in Xiaojie's body.

I have a solemn expression, "I am Xiaojie's portable grandfather. I can teach him to fight against Ma Jiejie and laugh wildly, and finally make him become the kind of portable grandfather that 'this kid is so terrifying'."

Xiaojie smashed my head with a sledgehammer in the shared mind, "Do you still want to say '30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor', let me stop playing tricks!"

Woohoo, I'm sorry, I'm just a poor terrier.

Poor Zhuzhu had a strange expression, "...so you are Yao Lao?"

!!!

He actually understood the trick!

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588.

All that can be said has been said, and all that can be babbled has been babbled.

We wink after we compete at the fast food table.

Xiaojie kept silent. In the suffocating silence, he poked at me and said, "Tell him for me, I won't go back, I'm going to run away from home."

I am telling the truth.

Batman whispered, "He needs to go back for a checkup."

"Bah, I'm fine." Xiaojie said disdainfully, "I can beat him ten times with one!"

Confidence is good, Jay, but blind confidence is bad.

"Why, does he still want to beat me?" Xiaojie was furious, "He actually beat his son!"

Batman tried to keep his tone as gentle as possible, "Ah Fu will be worried."

Sure enough, moving out the old butler at any time is omnipotent. Xiaojie got stuck, and after a while he said sullenly, "Then check it out before leaving. I'm going to be a mercenary with Deathstroke with my luggage on my back!"

"Death knell needs money, and you may not be able to afford the tuition." Batman persuaded, "I can teach you what you can learn from him."

"You taught the new Robin!" Xiaojie complained angrily, "That muscular Robin still drives a Batmobile!"

Are you tired of arguing between me, why don't you get on the number?

"I don't," Xiaojie refused, "You tell him that I can't communicate with him."

I'm having a hard time.

Jason folded his arms and whistled aside, never looking away.

Tim's eyes were empty and he muttered, "Muscle Robin, muscle Robin, muscle..."

He needs to pass a mental test, poorDrake.

Dick smirked, unable to make any other expression other than a smirk.

Timothy Duck quacked coldly, as if he was a real pet duck.

Jason sighed, he decided to stand up and save this miserable situation.

He straddled Dick's thigh and Tim's stomach with difficulty, hooked my shoulder, "Boy, I have something to tell you."

589.

What did Jason say to Xiaojie specifically, because it was a private conversation between the two, I am not in a position to disclose it.

Anyway, poor piggy may be in big trouble in the future.

Muscle Tim might have it too.

Three seconds of silence for them.

Xiaojie has made up his mind to pack his bags and go wandering far away. Under Jason's encouragement, he may really be able to hire Deathstroke to be a teacher with the poor pig's money.

Jason gave Xiaojie a hug, "The future is not very good, but it may not be bad."

He smiled, "Learn stand-up comedy first, it will be necessary in the future."

Xiaojie quietly put out a question mark.

Jason said deeply, "This will help you become the focus of everyone's eyes."

What focus is obviously a comedian.

Jason patted Xiaojie on the shoulder, "There are still many beautiful things, let's try them one by one first, such as raising a duck."

I suspect you are targeting Tim, but I have no proof.

"And the butt for pinching dick's head."

Yes, you're targeting Dick, I have proof.

590.

After Jason finished talking with Xiaojie, we disappeared in the order of Duck, Tim, Jason, Dick and me.

I opened my eyes, and there was Jason's bedroom in front of me. The sky was bright outside the window, and our poor rest time was all explained in a parallel world.

I subconsciously patted my chest, ah, it’s flatter than Xiaojie, don’t worry, this is my body.

Tim sat cross-legged on the rug in Jason's room, thinking, "In what order do we get back?"

"First exclude weight," Jason said, "could it be food intake?"

"Aren't you guilty of saying that?" Dick said, "I vote for the degree of immorality, and pure people will return later."

Return what you said to Jason.

I thought for a while, "This is the magic hair gel, shouldn't the order be the degree of hair loss?"

Jason gasped, Tim gasped, and Dick was relieved.

Timothy Duck: "Quack quack quack quack!"

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