"King Qin! I never lie. My pets are in your house. Hand them over quickly."
The little boy stared at the high priest fiercely and roared fiercely, "No, I won't hand it over."
[Humph! I have my eyes on that crane, and the peacock too. Once they are in my hands, they are mine. I will not give them back to you. What can you do to me? Do you think the high priest is so great? I will beat you up, you lunatic.]
The dark-haired man behind her clenched his fists, looking ready to fight at any time.
The high priest looked at Chu Xiaoxiao, then at the black-haired man, weighed the consequences of taking action, and finally endured it.
He came here to look for the seven-colored fruit, not to fight.
The old Duke's face was not looking good: "High Priest! You should provide evidence when speaking. You said that the pet came to our house. Who saw it? Is there any witness?"
High Priest: “…”
Damn it! My words are the evidence, why don’t you believe them?
The charcoal-headed man looked down on the High Priest's true form. He had already seen that the High Priest's true form was a black snake. Both of them had a black character on their bodies, so why was the High Priest's skin so white?
He was very unhappy when he saw it.
He stared coldly at the person in front of him, as if to say "Just try and I can kill you."
"There are no witnesses, but my pets have a special scent. No matter where they go, they will leave their scent behind. I also found them based on their scent."
"Haha! Haha!" Milk ball laughed after hearing what the high priest said and pointed his fat finger at him, "You, are so stupid!"
The high priest glared at Chu Xiaoxiao, but it didn't scare her at all. She still smiled, revealing a row of snow-white teeth, and her eyebrows were curved into a crescent shape.
The old Duke laughed and said, "High Priest! I've already said that we don't understand what aura is, why do you keep bringing it up? Are you planning to cause trouble for our Qin Palace?
What the hell is aura? You are using something that you can't see or touch to fool us, what on earth do you want to do?"
The high priest was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick, but he had nothing to say.
Breath does not have a fixed form. Ordinary people cannot see or touch it and can only rely on feeling it.
Feelings are very abstract. Some people can feel them, while others cannot. It is not wrong for the King of Qin to say so.
Suddenly I felt that what the baby said made sense. He was indeed stupid. Why was there any point in talking about aura with someone who had no cultivation at all?
"What I want to say is that my pet has been to your mansion. Either hand it over or help me find a medicinal herb called the Seven-Colored Fruit." The high priest's face was as dark as ink. "I'll give you one month. If you can't hand it over, don't blame me for being rude."
The charcoal-haired man stepped forward to protect Chu Xiaoxiao and the old Duke: "You're welcome? What do you want to do?"
The high priest looked at him with disdain and a condescending look on his face: "You are not worthy of knowing what I want to do."
The laughter of the milk ball stopped abruptly, and he stared at the high priest with a furious look on his face, and said fiercely: "You, have no power to control the brewing."
[Alas! When will this tongue be more obedient? I clearly wanted to say that I overestimated my own abilities, but why did it become so vague? There is no momentum at all. ]
The old Duke laughed out loud: "Hahaha! Xiaoxiao! Hahaha! My granddaughter is very good, grandpa likes her very much."
The high priest was almost mad. No one listened to what he said? Was it just bullshit? He said he wanted the seven-color fruit, so why was the King of Qin indifferent?
"Hmph!" The high priest glanced at Chu Xiaoxiao, "It has been a long time since anyone dared to speak to me like this. Considering that you are a young boy, I will not argue with you. Remember, I want the seven-colored fruit.
If you can’t hand it over in a month, I will punish the Qin Palace, and the whole palace will be in turmoil, and not a single piece of armor will be left alive.”
The charcoal-headed man stepped forward and said, "You dare?"
The little boy got off the old duke's knees, ran to the black-haired man, raised his head, put his hands on his hips, and shouted, "You dare?"
[Seven-color fruit? I have plenty, but I won't give it to you. Humph! You want my things and you dare to be mean to me. I'll take your other pets tonight. Without a tiger to pull your sedan chair, I wonder how you can pretend to be cool.]
The charcoal-haired boy's eyes brightened a lot. He looked down at his little master and felt that she was very sinister.
The high priest of Nanyun Kingdom is always surrounded by people wherever he goes. If his pet suddenly disappeared from the team and there were only a few people left, it would be too embarrassing.
When he came, he was parading through the streets in a grand manner, but in the blink of an eye, all his pets disappeared. Where can he put his face?
Chu Xiaoxiao: “…”
I don’t care where he puts it. He can put it wherever he wants. It has nothing to do with me.
The old Duke was still smiling and didn't take the high priest's words to heart at all.
Threaten him? Huh! Do you think he was scared?
The Seven-Colored Fruit is with her granddaughter. You want it? That thing is so hard to find, it must be a treasure.
The granddaughter's treasure cannot be taken away easily, otherwise it will tarnish the reputation of the Chu family. Leave nothing behind? That depends on how capable you are.
"Baby! Don't learn to be disrespectful like that black boy. I am already over 130 years old." The high priest looked at the chubby baby in front of him and felt much better. "I can be your ancestor, but you must be polite and don't learn bad things from others."
He had been to many places, but he rarely saw such a cute and lively fat baby. It was so small that he could crush it to death with just one finger, but it was so fierce.
It was like a cute and fierce little beast. If the trip went smoothly, he could bring this baby back to Nanyun Country and train her to be a qualified saint, who would take care of the altar for him after he ascended to heaven.
Chu Xiaoxiao patted her chest, as if trying to prove: "I! A good person!"
After saying that, he raised his white little finger and pointed at the high priest: "You! Bad guy!"
"Hahaha! Hahaha!" The old Duke was amused by his granddaughter's words and laughed out loud, "Hahaha! Children should not be restrained in their words, children should not be restrained in their words."
The high priest wanted to get angry, but suddenly he felt it was meaningless. He was already over 130 years old. Why should he argue with a two-year-old child about who was a good person and who was a bad person?
He never thought of himself as a good guy, he was just a bad guy.
The emperor of Nanyun State killed his real body and ate his gallbladder and flesh. Does that make him a good person? No, he is also a bad person.
He was cultivating well in the deep mountains and forests, but was found by the emperor's high priest, who shot him to death with the emperor's own hands in order to eat his flesh and drink his blood to help him recover.
He fled desperately, leaving behind a trace of his spiritual consciousness, which resided in the high priest. Afterwards, he killed the emperor himself and placed himself above the imperial power.
Is he wrong?
If the emperor and the high priest had not caused trouble for him and wanted to eat him, he might have ascended to become an immortal long ago.
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