Zhao Yi went to protect the people in the toilet. As soon as he entered, he noticed some movement below.
It was bad luck for that thing. Just as it poked its head out, Zhao Yi grabbed it.
Afraid of getting disgusted, Zhao Yi placed some toilet paper in his hand ahead of time, then pinched his nose and pulled it out.
But the pull was not a trivial one. Who knew that part of this thing's body was attached inside the toilet structure, and when Zhao Yi pulled it out, the toilet collapsed as well.
The filth wouldn't drown anyone, but if this thing filled with ghost energy kept spreading, it could truly be deadly to ordinary people. He hurriedly sealed it away and ran to the stream to wash.
Lin Shuyou: "All cleaned up."
Zhao Yi walked over with a cigarette in his mouth, bent down, and rummaged through the thing.
Lin Shuyou: "What is this thing?"
Zhao Yi: "You don't know?"
Lin Shuyou: "The official doesn't go to the toilet to catch ghosts."
