Chapter 169
Who would think it's nice to have a group of ghost faces on your shoulders that seem like they're about to roar out at any moment?
What's more, Shen Jiao cares so much about her health.
I didn't even want to leave a scar, but now I'm branded with this weird thing!
Not to mention how ugly it was, this was the mark of the Demon Cult. If someone discovered it, what good would happen to her? I'm afraid she wouldn't even be able to die in one piece.
“Cough cough cough!”
Ding Yuner tapped her, and Shen Jiao felt her throat loosen. She coughed hard a few times, lowered her eyes, suppressed all the resentment and unwillingness in her heart, and asked weakly,
"What do you want me to do?"
"It's the same thing again. Bring Wei Qian here." Ding Yun'er gently helped her pull up her clothes, and before Shen Jiao agreed, she continued, "Bring your young master here too."
"What do you want him to do? He is not important at all." Shen Jiao was a little annoyed.
"Don't be anxious, little sister. We won't hurt your master. We just want to make a deal with Fairy Qingyun and ask her to exchange the Demon King for her son." Ding Yuner said with a chuckle.
Shen Jiao: They actually want to do this?
"That's the Demon King! How could he be manipulated by others? Besides, he's not even on the boat."
"Whether they're here or not doesn't count. You just need to bring them here. I'll give you one night. If we still can't see them tomorrow morning (7:00-9:00), your identity won't be hidden anymore, little sister. How do you think they'll deal with the cult's spies?"
This is pure rumor.
But then they took out a piece of paper and asked Shen Jiao to sign it. It was like a body contract or a life contract. It was really useful because as long as the master wanted, no matter where she ran to, as long as the master sent the document there, the owner of the place would recognize her and take her back.
It's useless to say it, because Shen Jiao can just hide his identity and run away, and not recognize this thing, but he will never appear in front of people again.
Those in power are sometimes very united. Common people can escape, criminals can escape, but only domestic slaves cannot escape, and anyone who escapes can be killed.
It’s no use no matter how many fake identities she changes, fake is fake.
If Shen Jiao wants to walk in the world with integrity, he cannot escape easily.
But now she hasn't got her indenture back yet, and now they want her to sign it, asking her to admit that she had surrendered to Yama Palace many years ago. Isn't this pushing her into a desperate situation?
Once this gets out, she will have no way out.
Who else would believe her except Xue Shun?
"You don't want to sign? Then putting your fingerprint on it will be fine."
Ding Yuner said softly.
Shen Jiao said with an unpleasant expression, "You'd better poison me."
At least there is a way to cure the poison.
"Look at you, what are you doing? I know you're not behaving well, so how can I give you a way out?"
Ding Yuner put the pen into Shen Jiao's hand and said, "Little sister, write it. It's better to live a miserable life than to die."
Shen Jiao cried: "Will you let me go?"
"It's good enough that I didn't kill you. Why are you talking so much nonsense?" Zhao Qinghong is such an annoying person.
Shen Jiao was extremely sad. He wrote his name on the paper and pressed his fingerprints. Then his whole body went limp as if his tendons and bones were pulled out. He sat there in dejection.
He only turned his head to look when they left, and was met with a pale ghost face.
The ghost guest Lian Yong squatted in front of her, took her hand and said almost pleadingly: "It's getting late, can you sleep together?"
Shen Jiao really didn't want to argue with him: "Sleep somewhere else, there's a horse outside."
His handsome face, which looked like a wronged ghost, was a little embarrassed: "No, it's too high."
Shen Jiao: ...
Is this a height issue?
He looked down again, becoming even more troubled, and said, "The size isn't right either. It won't be comfortable."
Is it him or the horse who is feeling uncomfortable?
The old guest came back, rushed in, kicked him, and then dragged him away, not forgetting to say to Shen Jiao: "Excuse me."
Shen Jiao really didn't know what to say.
Lian Yong had a lot to say: "Let's sleep together next time, okay?"
Shen Jiao waved his hands listlessly: "Next time I'll find you a good horse."
Perhaps this did not satisfy him, as Shen Jiao heard him ask, "Brother Wang, can you..."
"Get out of here!" Wang Tong, the immortal guest, almost shouted at the top of his lungs.
After a burst of fighting, the sound outside finally died down.
Shen Jiao covered her head with her hands, feeling overwhelmed. "What the hell is going on?"
She sat there in despair for a long time, and suddenly a cry of surprise came from behind her: "Who are you? Why are you in my house?"
Shen Jiao slowly turned around and looked at the people on the ground in surprise, "Oh, so you're not dead?"
This is really scary.
The man who woke up started shouting for help, and his wife and children who were awakened by his shouting also started shouting for help. It was not until Shen Jiao smashed the dressing table with a punch that those people shut up.
They were shocked, and Shen Jiao was shocked too.
She picked up the ink box and threw it at the person, complaining as she did so: "What are you yelling about? It's killing me."
With a bang, it hit the man's head hard.
This time, although he didn't die on the spot, a big bump quickly appeared on his head.
"Husband!"
"father!"
His family cried out.
Shen Jiao walked in nonchalantly and asked condescendingly, "Are you the doctor at Taihe Casino?"
"I'm not." He shook his head without hesitation.
Shen Jiao: "Do you want to see them both get beaten up too?"
He immediately changed his words: "Not today, I just got fired."
Shen Jiao looked at the large and small packages in his house and asked: "Are you preparing to leave?"
"No, no, I just want to visit relatives." He wiped the sweat from his face and nervously used his body to shield his wife and children.
Shen Jiao didn't care whether what he said was true or not, and grabbed him and said:
"What relatives are you visiting? Come with me. My young master has something to ask you."
"Ah! This... I wonder who this girl's master is?"
He exclaimed, and Shen Jiao smiled: "You'll know when you get there. Another doctor seems to live nearby, right? Where is he? Take me there."
Shen Jiao pulled him out, and seeing the two people yelling loudly, she turned back and asked politely, "You guys want to come too?"
"No! It has nothing to do with them!" The doctor was a little anxious.
After hearing what he said, Shen Jiao really wanted to take them with her, but unfortunately... Xue Shun was not that kind of person.
These don’t matter anymore.
Shen Jiao still did what he should do. He asked about the people's daily behavior and whether they were likely to be lying. He also invited the doctor that Li Yan had seen in the village to the hall.
Everything was ready and Xue Shun also came back.
With a hint of joy on his brow, he said to Shen Jiao happily, "Mother agreed."
"What?" Shen Jiao was a little distracted.
Xue Shun repeated loudly, "I said my mother agreed. She agreed to ban people from fighting."
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