In a real house.
Qiu Yuan's real body, which had been lying dead for almost three days and three nights, finally opened its eyes.
Crunch, crunch.
After a series of cracking joints, Qiu Yuan finally sat up from the bed.
I've slept for so long that my body is almost in a state of rigor mortis.
"I feel a pain in my waist. My dear Master, do you have any ideas?"
Qiu Yuan touched his waist and asked suspiciously, emphasizing the word "master".
Although she was stupid, no, she trusted Deng Ru.
But the pain in the kidneys is obviously different from the pain in other places, and it cannot be faked.
Deng Ru must have done something shameful to her waist.
"...Maybe it's because you're putting a pillow under your back? I heard from the doctor that putting a pillow under the back is good for the patient's health."
Deng Ru coughed twice and talked nonsense with a guilty look on his face.
Any clues? Oh~
Damn it, he doesn't have a pig, he doesn't have a pig, thank you.
How could he, a god who raises civilization, raise pigs?
Right?
Not to mention a whole pig, he couldn't even make up half a pig.
There are no creatures called pigs in his world!
He dares to swear to God!
"Really? Master~ please don't lie to me~"
Qiu Yuan leaned over to Deng Ru and made a seductive look.
But...
It is obvious that the charming temperament does not suit her.
"It hurts, it hurts, my waist, hiss——"
The beauty didn't last more than three seconds, and Qiu Yuan covered her waist and cried out in pain.
The movement just now was too big. She was still a mortal body and had been lying there for almost three days and three nights.
He was even used as a human pillow by some unscrupulous god.
Anyway, it was most likely a creak.
"Ahem, well, you know, this is a natural phenomenon caused by long periods of inactivity. Let me heal you first."
Deng Ru coughed twice awkwardly, and a green light appeared on his hand, restoring Qiu Yuan's body to normal.
It was just the aftereffect of lying down for too long, and had absolutely nothing to do with him using Qiu Yuan's kidney as a pillow while playing games.
Well, it has nothing to do with it.
Isn’t it authoritative enough for provincial authorities to speak?
"I feel much better now. It's finally over. I've been sitting in one place for decades, doing nothing but practicing. It's really boring."
Qiu Yuan felt that his body had returned to normal.
She stretched comfortably.
Alas, the boring days are finally over.
Although she has a beauty like Ying to accompany her, which is very pleasing to the eyes, Ying is a taciturn person.
Moreover, Ying couldn't follow up many of the things she said as perfectly as Deng Ru.
There's no way, after all, Ying was just a small...big ant before he transformed.
You can't expect her to be able to perfectly pick up on jokes like "don't put chicken essence in fried noodles."
Ying, who couldn't connect with the plot, could only sacrifice her looks to make Qiu Yuan feel less bored.
Otherwise, Qiu Yuan would really have gone crazy in these nearly fifty years.
"Now that I'm out, and I've accumulated fifty years of experience in cultivation, how do you feel?"
Seeing that Qiu Yuan did not pursue the issue of her kidneys, Deng Ru also breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, using your kidney as a pillow or something.
Cough cough.
It seems a bit improper no matter how you think about it.
But he can still do it with a clear conscience.
"It feels good. If I really practice, I should be able to do it much more smoothly."
Qiu Yuan nodded.
Spend more than two days in the other world to accumulate fifty years of experience.
A huge profit.
"That's good. You take a rest first. I'll go order a big meal. Xuande sent a jar of good wine. Let's drink it together. He's a master at making wine."
Since Qiu Yuan has accumulated experience, it is worth celebrating.
Nothing wrong.
"Who is Xuande?"
Qiu Yuan was stunned. Fifty years of cultivation must have made him stupid.
She actually forgot about the dancing little octopus in the seafood buffet restaurant by Daming Lake (crossed out).
"That one, the Seafood God, do you remember it?"
Obviously, Deng Ru was still quite casual about Xuande.
This little octopus basically has no ambitions.
His biggest ambition is to follow his boss Deng Ru and become a provincial official.
So, Deng Ru actually still regards the little octopus as a friend.
"Seafood God? Ah, I remember now, is it the god that looks like an octopus?"
Qiu Yuan slapped his head.
Obviously, if you mention Xuan De.
She may not remember.
But if you mention seafood.
She remembered it immediately.
After all, it was in a seafood restaurant like that back then.
Deng Ru and she became boyfriend and girlfriend.
The seafood god, ah no, the Xuande god and that Qianyuan, the god of assists.
"What do you want to eat? I'll order first."
Deng Ru asked.
Cook?
It is impossible to cook.
If Deng Ru cooks himself, Qiu Yuan will be restless and will come to help.
Then, as he helps, the kitchen will become Qiu Yuan's territory, and he, Deng Ru, will be squeezed out.
If this were to happen, Qiu Yuan would be like an outcast, having to cook for his own celebration banquet.
So, just eliminate it.
It won’t take long to order a meal.
If all else fails, ask Xuan De to borrow two tentacles and make a city-level divine nourishing feast.
Absolutely perfect.
As for whether the small licking octopus will borrow these two tentacles, there is no need to consider this.
He will certainly lend.
"I... um, eat something... I don't know."
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