In order to confirm, the Korean clerk rubbed it back and forth in front of the mirror without any tenderness or any swelling.

"Mom, I really..." Han Zheng wanted to explain.

"Okay, good son, go to bed quickly. This is the old routine you used when you were in school. In order not to go to class, you will be out of date, your stupid son is too old." The mother looked at the serious Korean employee and was helpless.

And the Korean official, who had nothing to say, had to walk towards the stairs happily.

But halfway through, the strange itch like an ant climbing a tree began again. Han Yuan thought to himself: "What's going on! But... it's not right. You obviously didn't sweat, so how could it feel like itch...?"

Han Zheng stretched his arms and scratched his back, but at the same time, he became more and more wrong. He glanced at his mother who was still standing there under the stairs and found that his mother was looking at him with a very strange look. In order not to worry, he had to hold back the itch behind him first.

So I speeded up and returned to my bedroom, and finally locked the door.

The Korean clerk, who was so itchy, quickly scratched it as soon as he entered the house. In order to make it easier, he untied his shirt and took it off.

“…”

"Fuck!" Han Yuan scratched his bare back, but he shouted as soon as he got started.

After the Korean official shouted this, he realized that it was almost midnight and it was very late.

And the sound just now was so loud that even the mother on the first floor could hear it clearly, so she quickly covered her mouth with her hands, and at the same time she went crazy and ran to the bathroom of her bedroom.

It turned out that in order to facilitate the itch on his back, the Korean official took off his shirt and touched his back. He actually felt something like hair. The touch on his hands was slender and soft.

At this time, Han Yuan was staring at the mirror, his own body had undergone incredible changes.

Through the mirror, Han Zheng realized that this strange itch was not nonsensical, but that his back had grown exactly the same as that of the water demon Chu Hou who had become in the Century Sect...white hair.

The Korean official was almost crazy and tried to pull out the white hair behind him one by one in front of the mirror, but every time he pulled it, it hurts heartily. It is obvious that this white hair grew completely from his body.

"Bang bang bang"

"Son, what's wrong? Don't make too loud noises at night. If you quarrel at the neighbors, you can open the door." The mother said outside the bedroom door.

Mr. Han had long guessed that his mother would come upstairs to knock on his door, so he stood in front of the mirror and perfunctorily: "Mom, I'm fine, I just accidentally sprinkled water on my body. You should rest early, I...I'll go to bed first."

"Okay, this kid."

"Oh, by the way, son, that girl came to our house to find you today. The tutor is good. She said she would tell you in person if she had something to do. She hurried away when she saw that you were not here. If not, you call her tomorrow and I will go downstairs and I will go downstairs to Ang your son." The mother added, and at the same time, Han Yuan heard the mother's sound of going downstairs.

Nowadays, Korean officials are not in the mood to care about other things because they encounter strange things one after another.

"What's going on?" Han Yuan wiped the tears of pain when he plucked his hair just now and thought to himself.

He wanted to call Lei Mingyi and ask if he could do anything, but because it was really too late and he was embarrassed to disturb him to rest, he had to give up.

Through the mirror, you can see that the white hair grown in the Korean man's body is only distributed behind him. The white hair is extremely slender, densely packed and tightly attached to his body. If he hadn't taken off his shirt, it would have been really hard to find out.

And this phenomenon that can only be seen in science fiction films really happened to him.

The Korean official walked to the computer desk with a lost expression, trying to ask the Baidu lady to see if she could find out the reason, but she still found nothing and there was no record.

And somehow, the Korean employee only felt that his eyelids were fighting and he felt sleepy.

Maybe I was really tired and fell asleep unknowingly while sitting at the computer desk.

That night, Han Yuan had a very long dream. He dreamed that he had been running, running, as if he was running, or as if someone was chasing him...

The next day, because he had always maintained the good habit of going to bed early and getting up early, he was called up by the biological clock.

"Uh... the head hurts so much!" Han Yuan muttered to himself, but he didn't want to get up, so he wrapped himself in a quilt and wanted to sleep for a while.

He closed his eyes, thought of getting up later, and then went to buy gifts and visited Bai Ling. Thinking of this, he covered his quilt on his head again.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!