Chapter 82: The pitiful body is the person in the eyes, clearly two times...
They had clearly come to do business both times, yet their treatment was vastly different. The last time they left, the entire East China Sea felt as if it were sending down a plague. This time, the Dragon King and Queen were reluctant to part with them, escorting them all the way to the shore.
If it weren't for the fact that ten miles ahead was the territory of a brown bear demon, the Dragon King would easily be seen as a provocation if he went any further. I'm afraid the "eighteen-mile farewell" in the story of Liang Zhu would have to appear thousands of years earlier.
"Dragon King and Dragon Queen, please stay. Once the Crown Prince and the Second Princess have emerged from confinement, come find me directly on the banks of the Jinjiang River in Shuzhong."
Ao Guang apologized, "Xiaolong and his wife are sorry for not sending any more. I hope the two Immortals will forgive me."
Both parties bid farewell, and Fuli and Lingzhuzi flew away on a cloud. The Dragon King and his wife stood on the beach, gazing at them for a long time, until they were completely out of sight. Only then did the Dragon Queen say, "My King, let's go back."
Ao Guang quickly supported the Dragon Queen and said softly, "Zitong is pregnant, so you should be careful."
The Dragon Queen laughed and said, "Pregnancy of an Immortal is no different from that of a mortal. How could it be so fragile?"
When Fu Li and the other came today, the Dragon King was supposed to receive them alone, while the Dragon Queen just sat behind the screen because Ao Guang didn't want her to worry too much.
But when Fu Li said that magic weapons could be tailor-made for the descendants of the Dragon Clan, she could no longer sit still. She took the initiative to come forward and confess her crime, and personally asked for details.
Both of them practiced the orthodox Xuanmen method. They could tell at a glance that she was pregnant, so why would they bother with her?
"The Dragon Queen is heavy, please take a seat."
Fu Li hurriedly asked her to sit down. After she said this, she realized that this was the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea and she was the host. She couldn't help laughing.
Although Ao Guang and his wife were still a little timid in front of Lingzhuzi at this time, they knew that Fu Li was a person who was willing to reason with others. Seeing her make this little mistake due to good intentions, they couldn't help but laugh.
The atmosphere immediately became more relaxed.
Under the Dragon Queen's questioning, Fu Li recounted the story of the custom-made magic weapon and made it clear: "Since it's custom-made, and meticulously crafted by our masters of the Xuanmen Weapon Dao, the price is definitely not cheap. Don't let you gossip about its price behind my back once I get it."
"You are worrying too much, Immortal. Although the descendants of the dragon clan are not good, they still understand this truth." Ao Guang expressed his opinion hurriedly and wanted to give her another bucket of seabed gold.
Fu Li quickly declined and then offered him an idea: "You live in the sea, and there aren't many other things. But the shells shed by various shellfish must be piled up in mountains and seas.
For minerals unique to the sea, like seabed gold, wouldn't it be nicer to put them in boxes made of beautiful shells and sealed containers than in buckets?
"this……"
Ao Guang and his wife exchanged a glance, and the Dragon Queen asked in confusion, "Whether it's for refining weapons or making medicine, isn't the mineral the most important thing? It doesn't matter what you use it for, why go through all the trouble?"
Although the quality of their dragon clan's treasures hadn't improved, their quantity hadn't decreased. These treasures included not only those accumulated by their ancestors, but also those bred year after year in the sea.
Having seen so many treasures of all kinds, the dragons have long been numb to them, and they pay more attention to the quality of the treasures themselves than the simple humans today.
So, Fu Li told them another story, a story of "buying the box and returning the pearl".
Not to mention the Dragon King and the Dragon Queen, even Lingzhuzi was stunned.
The Dragon Queen was shocked and said, "Just because the box looks good, you don't even want the pearl inside?"
The Dragon King's mouth twitched: "Mortals have strange ideas."
Ling Zhuzi couldn't help but say, "I testify that mortals are not like this."
At least the mortals he had met, whether good or bad, were still normal people.
Fu Li smiled and said, "Although the story is made up, the importance of packaging is real. We avoid excessive packaging, but we can't do without packaging at all."
Seabed gold is considered a relatively rare mineral in the prehistoric world. Why is it always stored in wooden or stone barrels?
Those who know it is a rare mineral think it is just a bucket of gravel picked up at the foot of the mountain.
The Dragon King and his wife were not convinced by her. The reason they agreed so readily was because she was not only the first party, but also the only buyer.
As the second party, even if the first party's requirement is "colorful black", they must try their best to meet it if possible, and if it cannot be met, they must create conditions to meet it.
Fu Li could see they weren't convinced, but she didn't care. Once the packaged seafloor gold sold for a good price, they would naturally know what was good and what was bad.
Therefore, the cooperation model has changed this time.
Fuli paid a 30% deposit based on the last purchase price, and agreed that after all the goods were sold and the final payment was settled, and the net profit reached a certain amount, the excess would be given to Donghai 50%.
"When the time comes, you can choose any elixir or magic weapon you want."
Naturally, the Dragon King would not refuse such a good thing.
After the two sides reached an agreement, they said goodbye and left, returning to the Grand Tutor's Mansion.
Old Mu then asked about the incident of the two of them appearing in the street. They said that it caused a lot of uproar and some timid officials thought they were messengers sent by Nuwa to Boyi. Knowing that the king was disrespectful to the goddess, they hurried back to report.
It would be fine if no one thought about it this way, but once someone brought it up, it was like dropping a drop of cold water into a boiling oil pan, and the whole thing would explode with a sizzling sound.
This was the first time since Shang Tang issued the edict that the Shang kings had played tricks during the sacrifice to Nuwa. It just so happened that a divine being flew away in the middle of a busy city. It was really hard not to think too much.
The two looked at each other, and Fu Li clapped her hands and laughed, "God is really helping me!"
When Lingzhuzi heard this, he knew that she was going to do something bad, but he just looked at her with indulgence, without any intention of dissuading her.
In the entire Boyi County, including Wen Zhong, no one could defeat him. If anything went wrong, he would just grab her and run away, without leaving her harmed in the slightest.
Fearing that she would get into trouble, Mu Lao advised her worriedly, "After all, we are in the capital, so don't do anything reckless."
Fu Li smiled and said, "Don't worry, old man. I know what I'm doing and I won't do anything rash."
Fortunately, she always acted in an orderly manner, and her reputation was very high with Mu Lao. Mu Lao said, "I'm just saying this for nothing. If you need anyone, just come to me."
Fu Li stepped forward to support him and said affectionately, "Of course I need your help, old man. Otherwise, who else can I rely on in this huge capital?"
These words were so sweet that Mr. Mu felt relieved all over. The wrinkles on his face turned into a chrysanthemum when he smiled. He hurriedly asked her what kind of manpower she needed so that he could prepare in advance.
Fu Li had a plan in mind, so she said, "We don't need any great talents, just a few articulate people who can help spread some gossip."
Hearing this, Mu Lao nodded, indicating that he understood what was going on. "I'll prepare the people. It's getting late now. You two have been busy all day, so you should rest early."
After saying this, he said goodbye. The two of them sent him to the Mingtang and wanted to send him further, but he repeatedly stopped them.
As soon as the others left, Ling Zhuzi sneered and imitated her words in a sarcastic tone: "Of course I need your help, old man. Otherwise, who else can I rely on in this huge capital?"
At the end of his speech, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Fu Li feigned anger and leaped forward, taking advantage of his unpreparedness to scratch his armpits with her hands, saying unforgivingly, "You're such a good person! I tried my best to coax you into submission, but you're making fun of me instead. I won't let you off!"
Although Lingzhuzi is not made of iron and steel, his body is an innate spiritual bead. After transforming, his muscles and bones are extremely strong and cannot be damaged by ordinary magic weapons.
But everything in the world has weaknesses, and Lingzhuzi is no exception.
His body was incredibly strong, but he was surprisingly ticklish, especially under his armpits, which were like dead blood, and a single tickle would make him laugh for a long time.
Normally, he was known for his immense magical powers and a tsundere personality. He stood there with a cold face, and kept everyone within three feet of him. Who would dare to tickle him? Who would have thought he had this weakness?
Pian Fuli was with him day and night, and accidentally discovered it, and today he suffered misfortune.
Lingzhuzi was extremely alert to outsiders, but he was completely defenseless against Fuli. Unexpectedly, she succeeded, and he laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe. He begged for mercy repeatedly: "Good sister, please forgive me this time."
Fu Li was very proud: "Do you still dare? Do you still dare?"
"I don't dare anymore. I don't dare anymore."
Seeing that he had surrendered, Fu Li snorted softly and withdrew her hand, putting her hands on her hips, like a victorious phoenix.
As soon as Lingzhuzi was free, he immediately took action to counterattack, suddenly grabbed her fair white wrist, and with a little skillful force, he pulled Fuli lightly, and Fuli fell into his arms.
When I came to my senses, both of my hands had been grabbed by him and tied behind my back.
He had big hands and feet, so he held her wrists with one hand and used the other to tickle her.
Fu Li's eyes suddenly widened and she wanted to say something, but as soon as she opened her mouth she couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Ling Zhuzi said with a smile: "I thought you were not ticklish, but it turns out you are ticklish too, and you even dare to tickle me."
Fu Li begged for mercy, "I won't do it again, I won't do it again. Good brother, good Lingzhuzi, please forgive me."
Lingzhuzi finally stopped, but still didn't let her go. He asked, "Tell me yourself, if you do it again in the future, how should I punish you?"
Fu Li tilted her head and looked at him with a smile, her cheeks still flushed from laughing, as if she had plucked the sunset from the horizon and smeared it on them, making the crabapple flower in front of her look even more beautiful.
Lingzhuzi was intoxicated when he saw her smile, but then he heard her say, "Then punish me by kissing your mouth until it swells."
With a "boom" sound, as if a bonfire suddenly ignited, Lingzhuzi seemed to be scalded, and subconsciously shook off her hand, shaking off the source of the heat.
Fu Li had turned the tables and was feeling very proud. She took two steps forward on tiptoe, stretched out her arms and put her arms around his neck.
Ling Zhuzi didn't hide, nor did he want to. He just lowered his eyes slightly and looked at Fu Li, his eyes flickering with vague anticipation.
From body to mind, he was clamoring for her, and he expected her to come closer and closer again and again, preferably with their skin touching, their body temperatures blending, their breaths smelling each other, without any gap left.
Perhaps his gaze was too focused, his pupils, as bright as stars, only reflected her own shadow. Fu Li looked up, and when she looked into his eyes, she suddenly remembered a poem from later generations:
I want to reach up to the sky to embrace the bright moon, and occasionally open my eyes to look at the world, but unfortunately I am the person in their eyes.
Who is pitiful and lovely, the beauty in the eyes or the owner of those eyes?
The former Fu Li had no answer, but now she was in a trance, and her soft lips had already fallen on his eyes.
Lingzhuzi subconsciously closed his eyes, and suddenly felt a heat on his left eyelid, followed by the right.
Then, Fu Li's arms dropped down, tightly hugging his thin waist, and her whole body nestled in her arms.
He did not receive the enthusiasm he expected, but strangely he was not disappointed. Instead, he felt an inexplicable eagerness surging in his heart, which he felt was more intoxicating than kissing someone.
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