Chapter 114 My Master is Not a Human Being
Jin Congcong paused for a moment, having already taken a step forward, and slowly turned around: "What...what immortal?"
"Sweeping Fairy."
Jin Congcong: ...
"Sweeping Fairy? Was I a sweeping fairy in my previous life? Was I a fairy who swept the floor with a broom in heaven?"
Seeing Bu Ruo's half-smile, Jin Congcong silently retracted his outstretched foot and stood at the door, neither wanting to leave nor to stay.
"Weren't you going to write a letter? Why didn't you go? Weren't you jumping up and down just now?"
Jin Congcong's face fell. "What to write? About me being a sweeper in my past life? A sweeping fairy, and still expecting my father to give me money? It's good enough that he doesn't think it's embarrassing for me to ask me for money every month."
After saying this, he clasped his hands together and bowed three times to Bu Ruo: "Okay, Ruo'er, just pretend you don't know about this matter and keep it to yourself, okay? It's best not to let anyone else know about it for the rest of your life."
"My master, my parents, you are not allowed to tell anyone. Only you and the prince need to know."
Bu Ruo suppressed a laugh: "Actually, there's nothing wrong with being a Sweeping Immortal. At least he's an immortal. The prince and I will give you some pointers. Who knows, after you die, you might not be a Sweeping Immortal anymore?"
Jin Congcong's eyes lit up again: "Really? If I practice hard, I can become an immortal in the future? What kind of immortal can I become?"
Bu Ruo touched his chin and said, "Hmm... I'll clean up the garbage in your spiritual consciousness and then help you cultivate. With your extremely smart talent, guarding the Heavenly Gate shouldn't be a problem."
"Guard...Tianmen?" Jin Congcong's voice suddenly rose. "Besides sweeping the floor and guarding the gate, do I have no other choice?"
“Prince…Prince…Wuwu, Ruo’er is too bullying, and you don’t care.”
Xiao Yulan used his spiritual sense to carefully examine him, then gave Bu Ruo an embarrassment: "After all, we've known each other for a while, so how about... go to see the fairy forest?"
Jin Congcong: ...
"Looking at the fairy tree, that's fine, but can he resist stealing food? He'll be punished later."
Jin Congcong covered his ears as he listened to the two people's serious discussion: "I'm not going anywhere, I'll just be a human being! Being a human being is good, I'll be a human being from now on."
"Ruo'er, if I die in the future, you will help me reincarnate, but... remember to find me a new father. This father is a bit too stingy."
After breakfast, they were about to set off when Bi'er suddenly ran over and asked Bu Ruo to look behind.
I saw Jin Congcong got five or six brooms of different sizes from somewhere and was struggling to move them onto the carriage...
"Hey, you fool, what are you doing? Don't put it in that carriage. It's full of my clothes and food."
Jin Congcong waved his hand: "Don't worry, Ruo'er, I just bought these, they are all new and not dirty at all."
As he spoke, he ran to Bu Ruo and said in a very low voice, "Although I don't plan to go back to being a sweeping fairy, I still need to practice. Since I can become a sweeping fairy, it means I have talent in this area. In that case, I will start by sweeping the floor."
Bu Ruo said nothing: "The Sweeping Fairy doesn't just sweep the floor, he also cleans up the dust..."
"I know, I know. The rags are ready and placed on the carriages. From today on, I will never let these carriages get dirty. Just wait and see."
Doctor Du walked out of the inn and frowned at Jin Congcong, who was holding a broom. "What tricks have you come up with? Can't you take a break? I really admire your energy. How come you have been able to use it up since you were a child?"
"Ruo'er, what's wrong with him? What possessed him? He no longer likes the jade crown he's been dreaming of, and now he likes the broom instead?"
Bu Ruo approached with a smile: "Grandpa Du, let me tell you, guess what that idiot was in his previous life? He was actually..."
"Ah! Ahhh! Master, is this baggage of yours heavy? Let me help you get it up in the carriage."
Jin Congcong snatched the bag from Doctor Du's hand and said, "Master, you are so old, it's hard for me to carry you... I will carry you over."
"Your Highness, please take Ruo'er to the carriage as soon as possible. I saw Bi'er bought a lot of snacks. Go and eat them."
After saying that, he carried the screaming Doctor Du towards the carriage.
In the next few days, Jin Congcong did as he said and cleaned the entire carriage inside and out spotlessly. Rang Bu Ruo couldn't help but give him a few more taels of silver.
So... seeing the silver, someone worked even harder.
Finally, seven days later, the group arrived at the border between Da Zhou and Bei Ning.
That day, when a few people were about to enter the city, a man suddenly jumped out from the side. His body was ragged and dirty, and he was so thin that he looked like a skeleton.
"Is it Princess Zhan? Is that Princess Zhan in the carriage?"
Bu Ruo lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked at him, then said hesitantly: "You are... money... money..."
"Qian Luan, I am Qian Luan, Princess. My master told you, right? It's me, there's no lie."
Bu Ruo looked at him in shock: "You...how did you get into this state? Cen Nan, hurry up and get him a bun to cushion his pain, otherwise I'm afraid he will go back soon."
Qian Luan's eyes reddened as he looked at the hot buns in his hands: "Woo, woo, I finally have a bite of something hot, I can finally eat my fill, woo, woo..."
"My parents are such ruthless people. They abandoned me and gave me nothing. I followed beggars all the way here and my shoes were worn out."
"Wuwu... My dear little ancestor, if you don't come soon, I'm going to starve to death. If I die like this and go back, my parents will definitely punish me."
"Wow... I'm so miserable. I'm so miserable to have such an adult."
Bu Ruo hissed, "Keep your voice down! Your parents might hear you talking about him like that. Don't you think you're going to be okay?"
Qian Luan cried even louder after hearing what Bu Ruo said: "What if he could hear me? If he could hear me, why would I be like this? He doesn't care about my life or death at all and can't bear to see me."
Bu Ruo suppressed a smile: "Cen Nan, take him to the carriage at the back first, then get him some food, and then buy him some clothes and shoes when we get to the city."
Jin Congcong felt so distressed when he saw the dirty Qian Luan getting on the carriage he had just cleaned, but he couldn't bear to let him sit outside seeing his pitiful appearance, so he held the rag tightly in his hand and vowed to wipe the muddy carriage again when he got to the city.
Back in the carriage, Xiao Yulan asked, "Who is this person?"
"He's from the underworld. The King of Hell specifically sent him up to help us. But... he seems to have forgotten that we need money and food in the human world."
"I just saw that he actually has spiritual power, but he just arrived in the human world and needs time to recover. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so miserable."
"As Jin Congcong said, with such skills, even if he was performing on the streets, he wouldn't starve to death."
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