Chapter 22: The Ten Thousand Year Old Man

It is more vivid because it is more familiar, and also because Qiu Wuji felt Chu Ge's kindness and dedication.

No one would roll their eyes or make a scene with a stranger. Now she treated him as one of her own, a person who was a little bit jealous of her. This jealousy was completely understandable, and it was completely different from the wariness and distrust she had felt when she first arrived at your place.

Including the confusion about the unknown world, which has now been eliminated a lot.

That's all.

Qiu Wuji collected the clothes on the balcony and hid in the room to change. When she came out, she was a charming office lady. Facing Chu Ge's sparkling eyes, she curled her lips and said, "People like you are villains in your own books."

"He can also be a protagonist." Chu Ge said seriously, "A man other than the protagonist is a villain."

Qiu Wuji laughed dumbly: "It seems that your Chu Tiange concealed it well in front of me. Is he acting better than you?"

"That's not the case. Chu Tiange really doesn't have any thoughts about you at this moment, so don't go back and beat him up."

This means you admit that you have an idea, so it's useless for me to beat you, right? Qiu Wuji was really angry and amused, and said helplessly: "I want to buy socks, the previous pair can't be worn."

Chugo looked at her legs. She even conjured a pair of legs wrapped in black silk stockings in order to have socks. She was inexplicably cute. She still didn't know that many people were looking at the black silk wrapped legs instead of the legs themselves. If she knew, would she think that the world was full of perverted villains?

"Okay, sit cross-legged there, I'll point your meridians... Put your five hearts toward the sky, and if you keep saying you don't know, I'll beat you up."

Chu Ge looked aggrieved as he posed with his five hearts facing the sky. Qiu Wuji stepped forward and looked at him for a while, then stretched out his hand to straighten his posture and adjusted his hands and feet.

When they touched each other, the fragrance was overwhelming. Chu Ge was distracted and got hit on the head. Qiu Wuji was sneering: "What are you thinking about?"

Chu Ge didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Now it's your turn to be the worm in my stomach, right?"

Qiu Wuji sneered and said, "Who can't see your tricks?"

"Well... let's take turns entering... oh shit..."

A piercing pain started from his shoulder. Chu Ge felt as if a meridian had been pulled and he was sweating profusely from the pain.

Qiu Wuji pointed a finger at his shoulder, his expression somewhat stern: "Your body is strong on the outside but weak on the inside. Your meridians are blocked and congested, that's all. You look tall and strong, but in fact your muscles are flabby and your internal organs are restless."

Chu Ge felt a little embarrassed.

He also knew that his body was in sub-health condition. He looked healthy but actually had a lot of problems. Oh no, he really had shoulder and cervical spine problems. If he went out for a massage, he would also grimace in pain. The massage master would tell you where you had problems. If you were healthy, you wouldn't feel that much pain and would even feel very comfortable.

Qiu Wuji's method of opening up the meridians works in a similar way, but it goes deeper and is more painful.

Qiu Wuji withdrew his hand, shook his head and said: "Your physique is not suitable for cultivation for the time being, you need to recuperate for a while... You are too weak..."

"Can you please stop emphasizing this word? It makes me feel like it's another question..."

"Do you think your thing is okay?" Qiu Wuji squinted with disdain: "The five internal organs, including kidney water."

After all, she is a royal sister who has practiced Taoism for thousands of years, not a pure little girl. Qiu Wuji knew what Chu Ge was thinking without thinking.

Chu Ge's face turned red all the way to his neck, and he protested loudly: "Who said that? I can obviously take half an hour!"

Men, you can’t do anything here, but you can’t do that there!

Especially in front of beautiful women!

He said without thinking: "Do you want to try it?"

I thought I was going to get beaten, but I didn't. Qiu Wuji just looked me up and down with contempt and said nothing.

That expression... Chu Ge wanted to tear a hole in the floor and crawl into it.

This is intolerable!

I can really do it for half an hour, please believe me! My hands are usually sore!

"I... I'm going to start exercising today!" Chu Ge buried his head in the sofa and uttered the most serious oath of his life in a muffled voice.

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"It's not just about exercise, you also have to pay attention to your diet and rest schedule." While eating braised chicken outside the community, Qiu Wuji said leisurely, "You've been skipping meals. You only had dinner at 10 pm that day, and it's said you haven't eaten for a day. This hurts your stomach. And you're used to staying up late, which hurts your liver."

Chu Ge said in a muffled voice: "You cultivators don't have to eat or sleep."

Qiu Wuji said leisurely: "Isn't the purpose of cultivating immortals to be able to do things that ordinary people cannot do?"

"Fuck, that makes sense." Chu Ge asked tentatively, "Should I call you Master now?"

Qiu Wuji looked at him with a half-smile, resisting the urge to cover his face with the braised chicken, and said calmly: "Should I call you Father God?"

Chu Ge was overjoyed: "That's great, let's call each other... Ouch..."

Qiu Wuji took his high heels back from under the table and lowered his head to eat: "According to my understanding of life, cooking at home is obviously cheaper and cleaner than eating out. You are not rich, so why do you eat out every day? Could this be the difference in this world?"

"It's the same, the difference is that there are many lazy people in this world, like me."

“…”

Chu Ge suddenly became interested: "Hey, can you cook? I haven't written about your experience before you practiced cultivation, this..."

Qiu Wuji had a blank expression on his face: "You didn't write it, but you should have imagined it, or conceived it?"

"Well, you have to be able to work in the living room and cook in the kitchen." Chu Ge was very pleased. It was great that this was in line with the setting: "So you can do it."

No wonder I know those mundane arts for no apparent reason. Qiu Wuji sneered, "So what if I know them? Why should I cook them for you?"

Chu Ge made the final decision: "This is the rent."

Flash sale.

Qiu Wuji gritted his teeth and bit the chicken, grinding it until it became mushy, as if he was not biting a chicken, but Chu Ge.

"Go buy firewood, rice, oil and salt!"

"No need for firewood, the rental house has a gas stove, and I'll go to the supermarket for rice and seasonings later."

“I want to buy socks!”

"Buy! Buy a bundle!" Chu Ge, who had received his royalties, waved his hand with a swagger, "By the way, pajamas, shall we go pick some?"

Standing in front of the pajamas area, Qiu Wuji put his hands on his hips and watched Chu Ge talking to the clerk in a sly manner. His eyes fell on two sets of identical silk pajamas, one for men and one for women.

She had no concept of couple outfits. Chu Ge said to her, "Don't you have uniform clothing in your sect? We are the same people, living together. This is natural!"

The logic seemed normal, but Qiu Wuji felt something was not right no matter how he thought about it.

Are you deceiving a 10,000-year-old man?

Also, I don't want this cute big-headed doll print, can I change it? I am dignified and solemn, and I am so powerful that I am wearing this kind of childish pattern clothing?

Unfortunately, the sponsor did not give her any room to object. He happily bought the couple's pajamas, paid for them, and left.

Qiu Wuji also made a vow in his heart: I must start making money!

(End of this chapter)