Chapter 89: Living is good, dying is also okay
After the young servant took away the Lingying collection jar, he respectfully took Jiang Jiu and walked towards the City Lord's Mansion of Yaoli City.
As for the others, they could only go back to the inn and wait patiently for Jiang Jiu to come back.
There is no doubt that Jiang Jiu will be the first to capture the most Ling Ying this time. Bringing Jiang Jiu to the City Lord's Mansion in advance is a sign of social etiquette.
The young servant is well aware of this.
"The City Lord has been waiting for you in the City Lord's Mansion for a long time. You have won the first prize today, and the City Lord will hand it to you personally."
Most of the guards in the City Lord's Mansion nodded respectfully to Jiang Jiu. Although they couldn't explain why they respected Jiang Jiu so much, their instinct was to treat Jiang Jiu specially.
"Um."
Jiang Jiu always felt that this scene was familiar, just like the last time she went to the Da Qi Palace, except that this time there was no Yu Zimo to cause trouble for her.
To be honest, it was not until Jiang Jiu left Da Qi that she realized it belatedly.
Yu Zimo might not even bother to care about the affairs of Da Qi and just let them suffer and be tortured there. If they had not appeared in Da Qi, Yu Zimo would probably never have set foot in Da Qi.
So he really came to support her.
Thinking of this, Jiang Jiu actually felt uncomfortable.
It was not easy for her to accept other people's kindness, not to mention that Yu Zimo was so high-profile.
It was as if she was very special to Yu Zimo.
Because Yaoli City is full of demons, the overall style of the City Lord's Mansion tends to be more primitive and wild, and is naturally not as exquisite as the imperial palace.
Of course, the city lord's mansion does not cover as much space as the imperial palace, but it is pure and simple, giving people a sense of returning to the origin, and walking in it is refreshing.
Jiang Jiu arrived at the city lord's reception study smoothly. Jiang Jiu saw the young waiter knock on the door respectfully, and the city lord's slightly weak voice came from inside.
"Linzhu, what's the matter?"
Jiang Jiu always felt something was strange. The city lord seemed to be in good health that day, so why did he sound so weak today?
"This year's top candidate has been determined. I will bring him to you as instructed by the City Lord."
Lin Zhu, the young servant, answered respectfully.
The room was quiet for a moment before a faint response was heard.
"Can."
Jiang Jiu's impression of the Lord of Yaoli City still remains on the day of the festival, but today is a little different.
The city lord was not wearing the sacrificial clothes for the God-Respecting Ceremony at this moment. Instead, he covered his shoulders with a thick fur cloak. The thin robe was empty, as if hanging on a skeleton, which was inexplicably out of place. His face was pale, as if he had not rested for several days.
She is like a sickly beauty, making people feel heartbroken and pity for her.
Normally, a normal person would care about his health or appreciate his beauty, but Jiang Jiu's mind was full of the fur cloak on his shoulders. Remembering that she had heard that the city lord's true form was a ferret, this scene became even more dramatic.
Wearing the "grandmother" on the body probably refers to the city lord.
"Since Lin Zhu was able to bring you to the City Lord's Mansion before the list was released, he must be a very capable person."
The city lord spoke, bringing Jiang Jiu's thoughts back to the present. Even though she knew that the city lord was just being polite, Jiang Jiu felt a little embarrassed to be praised like that. She caught so many because she had taken shortcuts, not because of her own strength.
Before Jiang Jiu could speak again, the city lord noticed Jiang Jiu's gaze and added lightly.
"This is fox fur, not ferret fur."
Jiang Jiu was shocked. Her facial paralysis was so severe, and the city lord could even read her thoughts? Could it be that the city lord had the ability to read minds?
The city lord then spoke again.
"I don't have the ability to read minds, but every leader who comes to see me has asked the same question."
The Lord City Lord's explanation made Jiang Jiu even more frightened, and he secretly wiped his sweat.
He said it wasn't mind reading, but it matched every word she said in her mind.
As he spoke, the city lord tilted his head and coughed twice, his face seemed to become even paler before he continued.
"The top of the list can make a request of me. I think you are very suitable for my eyes. As long as the request is not excessive, I will do my best to help you realize it."
Jiang Jiu chose to get straight to the point. She felt uncomfortable being alone in the same space with someone she didn't know.
"No need, I came here for the Holy Sand."
Jiang Jiu's conscience would be condemned if he made any request to such a sick beauty.
The city lord uttered his name thoughtfully, then stopped talking and the air became quiet.
"My name is Lingqing."
Jiang Jiu thought it was over, but she didn't expect the city lord to suddenly say his name. Should she reply to the city lord with a name now?
She was a little hesitant, but time waits for no one, and if she didn't speak up, the conversation would become awkward.
"Ginger wine."
The city lord looked up, met Jiang Jiu's eyes, smiled self-deprecatingly, and said helplessly.
"You are so frugal with words that it makes it difficult for this city lord to speak."
Jiang Jiu didn't understand what Ling Qing wanted to do and could only remain silent.
"Spiritual Ying can extend my life. The Spiritual Ying we collected last year was too scarce, which is why this city lord is in such a state today."
"I just heard from Lin Zhu that you caught at least several thousand Ling Ying, which can keep me healthy for a whole year."
"In that case, this city lord has an unwelcome request for you."
Ling Qing confessed to Jiang Jiu without reservation that he was not in good health, his eyes showing 100% sincerity and apology.
Give her some ginger wine, and she will be the life-saving straw that a terminally ill patient grasps.
But in many senses, it is.
"Could you please capture a certain amount of Ling Ying for me every year on this day? I can definitely afford to pay you well."
Jiang Jiu couldn't stay in the Monster Secret Realm forever, so he could only decline.
"I'm sorry, but I can't do that."
Ginger wine can indeed help him. After all, with Xiao Lingying around, it is a moving source.
"Oh well."
Ling Qing didn't argue too much, but just showed a look of regret. He placed the holy sand that had been prepared long ago on the table and motioned Jiang Jiu to come and go.
"Thank you for your understanding, City Lord."
After saying that, Jiang Jiu turned and left. In the world of cultivation, there was no need for extra sympathy. Even if she had not suffered the beatings of society, she understood this truth.
If she agreed out of weakness, she would have to stay and help him catch Lingying every year.
Jiang Jiu is not good at rejecting people, and he feels a little guilty at the moment. Suddenly, he is a little envious of Capibara's attitude towards life.
'It's good to be alive, and it's okay to die.'
You won’t waste your energy on yourself.
After leaving the City Lord's Mansion, Jiang Jiu finally felt that the atmosphere around him was much more relaxed, not as depressing as it was in front of Ling Qing.
Although Jiang Jiu was a little curious about why the city lord's body became like that, curiosity killed the cat, and her social anxiety was extremely serious, so everything could only stop at curiosity.
She walked back to the inn she had booked, where her friends were waiting for her.
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