Unfortunately, for spirits, taking a bath is a luxury.
So, the brothel, Yihongyuan, developed pajamas and bath towels made of a special material. When wrapped in them, these items could materialize spirits, giving ghosts the pleasant feeling of a hot bath. By a twist of fate, this also gave Yuan Qingli an opportunity.
After calming her breathing, Yuan Qingli felt a little more at ease, realizing that she had made the right bet.
She lifted the bath towel, revealing nothing underneath except a pool of pale green liquid stuck to the floor.
She turned around, grabbed a bath towel, and covered the mirror with it. She didn't smash it, since she wasn't sure if the shards would pose any other danger.
After dealing with all that, Yuan Qingli lay back down on the bed.
I have to say, this girl is pretty oblivious.
There are less than five minutes left in the half hour.
Unable to sleep anyway, Yuan Qingli picked up her pajamas, cut off a small piece, tied it to the end of the scissors, and tucked it into her bosom.
Now, she's going to go straight out to find the props.
The corridor remained dusty and untouched; the ghost from next door hadn't taken away a speck of dust when it came over.
With a lethal weapon in her arms, Yuan Qingli felt much more at ease and ran straight to the stairwell, going down to the 12th floor.
Compared to the 13th floor, this floor was quite lively, with ghosts coming and going, all with spring-like faces.
Yuan Qingli was so embarrassed she almost had cancer. But only she was embarrassed; the other humans and ghosts didn't even notice her presence.
What will the props be?
At a glance, there was nowhere to hide anything in the entire corridor, let alone a movable cabinet or a suitcase.
As I walked and looked around, points of light appeared in front of me.
Yuan Qingli was overjoyed. It was so easy to get it; the highlight showed that the prop was actually not far ahead.
Then I was filled with questions. Was there a ghost in front of me?
Oh, there really is a ghost...
Filled with doubt, Yuan Qingli ran straight ahead, her initial confusion turning into shock.
"Tao...props?"
But then she saw a pale green-clad youth standing in front of her, and the yellow dot in front of her eyes flashed even more intensely.
Yuan Qingli never expected that this prop would actually be a person!
His face was handsome, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, fair skin and red lips, and his green robe fluttered slightly. Just standing there, he was very charming, no, pleasing to the eye.
She looks to be only eighteen or nineteen years old.
His attire and demeanor suggest he's from ancient times, right? He's also carrying a delicate longsword in his arms.
Yuan Qingli initially wanted to call him "handsome little brother," but after thinking it over, she decided to use a different form of address—
"Hello, handsome. May I ask your name?"
After she asked the question, she waited for several seconds but did not hear a response.
The young man stared intently at Yuan Qingli, but remained silent.
"??"
Just as Yuan Qingli was wondering whether this handsome young man was aloof or mute, the system's voice suddenly rang in her mind.
[Do you want to bind the initial item?]
yes.
Yuan Qingli responded in her heart.
Congratulations on successfully binding the initial item "Sword Immortal Mu Yingshan"! We wish you a pleasant gaming experience!
Sword! Immortal!
So young and already so amazing, and so handsome!
Most importantly, this guy is her prop, so in a way, he's her teammate!
Won't beating the game a breeze from now on? This cheat code is just too much fun!
At this moment, Yuan Qingli's heart was filled with excitement.
[How would you like the item to address you? Please suggest a name.]
Yuan Qingli thought to herself that the props were all in her backpack anyway, so it didn't matter what she called them.
However, calling him "master" is too vulgar. Since he is a sword immortal, I'll call myself...
"Little fairy." That wouldn't be an exaggeration.
[Name generated.]
After completing these two small tasks, the system went silent again.
Yuan Qingli blinked and noticed that the props on the other side were not moving at all.
Why is this sword immortal not moving at all, and not saying a word?
She thought for a moment, and based on her experience playing games, she went over and poked the prop's cheek; it was soft and slightly cool.
Will any more messages drop?
She was really looking forward to it.
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