Chapter 132

These monsters really don't understand what politeness is, right?

He just lay on Tian Bajiao's bed and asked Tian Bajiao for water, saying, "Hot water is best."

Why do you need hot water?

Cook him?

Thank you, but Tian Bajiao doesn’t like to eat boiled clams that have not had the sand spitted out.

"Well, I've thought about it. You must have your reasons and difficulties for doing this, so I've decided that I don't want your pearls anymore. Let's just write off everything we talked about yesterday. You can go and continue to be a pirate, transporting the pearls to wherever you want. You don't have to thank me, just go, okay?"

Tian Bajiao lifted the quilt and gently helped him up: "Come, come, I'll take you away while it's still dark."

"I can't walk." He said in a low voice.

Tian Bajiao told him, "Hold on a little longer. You can go out of this door or the other door in the yard. It's up to you."

"I'm so cold."

Tian Bajiao used the quilt to cover the blood beneath him: "It's normal to be cold. There's wind tonight."

He was silent, and following Tian Bajiao's strength, he sat up, holding his stomach. As soon as he touched the ground, his legs went limp. Tian Bajiao pulled him up and put his arm on her shoulder. He found support and stood up, but pointed the hairpin at her throat.

"Water, take me to the water, or I'll, uh, kill you!"

A drop of warm blood slid down Tian Bajiao's neck.

Tian Bajiao: ...

I should have stewed it.

"Okay, I'll take you there right now." Tian Bajiao took a few steps forward and he couldn't keep up.

He stumbled and his hands became unsteady.

Will Tian Bajiao still be polite to him?

She grabbed his hand and twisted it back: "Are you sure? You took my medicine, slept in my bed, covered yourself with my quilt, and even stabbed me with my hairpin? I think you, this clam monster, deserve to be stewed!"

"Ah, how did you know, uh." He knelt on the ground, supporting himself, and his stomach felt even heavier.

In the past, Tian Bajiao loved taking advantage of others' misfortunes, but now he finds it meaningless...

"It doesn't matter how I know this. What matters is that you get out of here!"

Tian Bajiao stuffed him into the big vat in the yard that collected rainwater.

He choked on the water twice, held onto the edge of the tub and said, "It's so dirty."

"Come on, how clean can the river be? You asked for water, so I'll give it to you. Hurry up and get the pearls out, and leave quickly."

Tian Bajiao said with disdain.

"That won't work. I can't even stretch my legs."

"That's your business."

Probably realizing that begging was useless, he adjusted his posture, took off his pants, knelt in the water, held the edge of the tub with one hand and rested his head on his arm, and put the other hand in the water to push his stomach.

"Well……"

He had just barked once when Tian Bajiao reminded him, "Be quiet. Don't attract anyone or wake up the dog next door."

"That's easy to say, ha, try it... uh, try how painful it is."

"There's nothing wrong with me, why would I try this?"

What Tian Bajiao hates most is bitter food, and what he can't stand the most is pain.

You can ask her to torture others, but you can't ask her to torture herself.

Tian Bajiao found two handkerchiefs, rolled them up, stuffed them into his mouth and said, "If it doesn't work, just turn into your original form and open the shell. It will be the same if I reach in and take it out."

Such a good idea.

He still ignores people.

Just ignore him. Tian Bajiao was bored and dragged a stool to the side, sitting there drinking tea and waiting for him to finish.

Not to mention, the body he transformed into is quite beautiful.

The back muscles move smoothly when exerting force.

It just doesn't look like it's in very good condition.

The water in the jar was stained with blood and became increasingly muddy.

He seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, until dawn, when he once again struggled to sit down, and then he collapsed on the edge of the tank, motionless, and slid down.

A clam spirit can never be drowned.

But Tian Bajiao still rescued him, took the blood-stained handkerchief out of his mouth, patted his face and asked, "Are you still alive? Are you done?"

"Almost." His voice was hoarse, and his fingers weakly grasped Tian Bajiao's clothes. "I want to drink water, clean water."

He seemed to have seen through how much of a bastard Tian Bajiao was, and was afraid that she would push him into the tank directly, so he emphasized that the water was clean.

Tian Bajiao gave him a bucket of cold water, and he gulped it down as if he would die of thirst if he was any later. He drank it all and seemed to have regained some strength, and even tried to get up.

Tian Bajiao said happily, "Are you leaving?"

He paused, raised his wet face, and looked at Tian Bajiao as if he were a beast: "You people, would you let a woman who just gave birth drag her weak body on the road?"

Tian Bajiao has been trying to avoid thinking this way.

"You are a demon. Your body is better than humans. You don't die so easily, and you have never given birth to a child."

He sneered and suddenly pulled out a bead as big as a head from the water: "Look at this, say what you just said again, what's the difference between me and giving birth?"

"Yours is more valuable."

Tian Bajiao's eyes lit up.

He: "Don't you want it?"

"Why bring up the past?" Tian Bajiao didn't know at the time that there was still such a big thing in his belly, otherwise he would have dug it open.

"greedy."

"That's my virtue."

Tian Bajiao didn't care at all about his hateful look, his mind was full of money.

"If I take you in temporarily, can you give me this?"

He pursed his lips and said, "Take it if you want. They are dead anyway."

He has a story about a clam spirit who repays a favor but is betrayed.

An innocent, kind and beautiful clam spirit was injured by an evil, hateful and damnable bird.

When he had no way to escape, he met a group of people who were catching fish for sale, and he hid in their cabin.

The bird didn't dare to hurt anyone, fearing trouble, so it flew away. And because he was seriously injured, he turned back to his original form.

He thought he was dead, but those people thought that since he was so big, it must have been difficult for him to practice cultivation. They couldn't bear to harm him and decided to let him go.

Of course the clam spirit was very touched. After recovering from his wounds, he went to find them to repay their kindness.

They were very polite at first, kept refusing him, and even invited him to dinner.

After three rounds of drinking, someone suddenly asked him, "Since you are a clam spirit, can you produce pearls?"

Anyone who has given birth knows that so-called pearls are formed when foreign objects enter the clam meat or the clam becomes sick, which results in the formation of pearl sacs.

Unfortunately, he had never had any foreign objects enter his body and his health had always been good, so he had never given birth.

But it's to repay a favor.

He was still willing to try, and at first he just ate some sand, but those people said it was not enough for several people to share.

So he transformed into his original form, opened the shell, and let them fill it...

In the end it became like this.

His expression was somewhat gloomy.

"What?" Tian Bajiao didn't quite understand. "Since they already had you, why did they hide the pearl in their stomachs? And how did they die?"

"Greed is insatiable."