"Mengji, you go with Sister Qingwu. I can go back by myself." Chu Xinxin wanted to tug at Mengji's sleeve, but she didn't dare to. She continued, feeling wronged, "Maybe we'll run into my father later. You don't need to worry about me."
Is the priest out inspecting the city today?
Meng Ji pulled his hand away from Qingwu and said to Chu Xinxin, "I'll take you back first."
"Mengji! Many people want that divine herb. If you go too late, it will be gone!" Qingwu stomped her feet in anger.
"Then I'll trouble Sister Qingwu to help Mengji pick the divine herbs. When we get married, Mengji and I will definitely offer you a proper toast."
Chu Xinxin's voice was sweet and charming, which made Meng Ji feel extremely comfortable.
Using Qingwu as labor to gain Mengji's favor is a sure-fire way to make money.
Qingwu glared at Chu Xinxin resentfully, then turned to Meng Ji and said, "I wanted to help you pick it, but there are powerful demonic beasts guarding the divine medicine nearby, and I'm afraid I'm no match for them."
It means that Mengji absolutely had to go with her.
Chu Xinxin looked at Meng Ji with exceptional understanding: "Although Sister Qingwu is said to be your brother, she is still a girl, so let me do it. When we return to the temple later, I will ask Father to send someone to pick them for you."
Picking the divine herb was difficult for Qingwu, but easy for the goddess. Mengji should know the answer even with his toes.
"Qingwu, you go back first, I'll find you when I have time."
After Meng Ji finished speaking, he and Chu Xinxin left, which made Qingwu stomp his feet in anger.
On the way, before Chu Xinxin could fully enjoy the joy of victory, Meng Ji started speaking up for Qingwu.
“Goddess, Qingwu and I have always been close, but she is used to being carefree and may have offended you in some ways. Please forgive her.”
You know she offended me!
Chu Xinxin turned around angrily, wanting to confront Meng Ji, but Meng Ji grabbed her hand and used his charm on her: "Goddess, we are about to get married, and I will always be good to you from now on."
Perhaps because she had been hanging for too long, Chu Xinxin was suddenly able to hold a small hand, and all her anger dissipated at that moment.
She never expected that Meng Ji was holding her hand for another woman, a man named Cha who had provoked her.
"Goddess, don't be angry. Go back and prepare for your wedding. I'll come see you when I have time."
Meng Ji held Chu Xinxin's hand tightly and continued, "I really want to marry the goddess soon."
With such a handsome man before her, Chu Xinxin was once again captivated.
She didn't remember what Meng Ji said to her after that, and when she came to her senses, she was back in the Goddess Palace.
Chu Xinxin finally realized that Meng Ji was a ghost.
He cast a spell on you.
The system suddenly said something.
"Um?"
Chu Xinxin's head was still a little heavy. She paused for a moment before asking, "What is Zhuyou Shu?"
Similar to hypnosis...
While the heart is filled with longing, a mark is first placed. Then, each time they meet, they only need to silently recite the mantra to strengthen it. The effect is to make the person under the spell deeply fall in love with the one who cast the spell.
I suspect you were branded with a mark the first time you met Meng Ji.
The system then recounted what he had just seen and heard to Chu Xinxin.
On the way back with Chu Xinxin, Meng Ji repeatedly hypnotized her—
"The goddess is very fond of Meng Ji..."
"The goddess must listen to Meng Ji, no matter what he says..."
"The goddess must tell the priest that Meng Ji treats her very well, and that she cannot live without Meng Ji..."
[Sister, I told you he was up to something! He acted all high and mighty, trying to seduce you and make you anxious, then used that as an opportunity to cast a spell on you!]
The system was filled with righteous indignation.
Chu Xinxin was a little confused: "System, how do you know about the Zhuyou technique? Didn't you cut off the connection when there were other people around?"
[I... I created a small program that can temporarily conceal my presence and allow me to sneak into the Meng residence at night...]
Is there a breath?
Chu Xinxin understood; the system was indeed a soul entity, not just a piece of intelligent code as he had claimed.
"Then, if I don't see him, will I not be controlled by the system?"
No, the mark of the Zhuyou technique is already engraved in your soul. You subconsciously still believe in it, but you only woke up when you encountered the Dragon Ball.
If you ever see Mengji again, take this with you.
Dragon Ball? Chu Xinxin looked down; it was the one Yinglong had given her.
Chu Xinxin held the dragon pearl, and a cool breeze continuously emanated from her palm.
"System, is the Zhuyou technique really that powerful? Even the priest didn't notice it."
[It's a bit overpowered, but the Zhuyou technique isn't something you can just cast casually; it seems it can only be cast on one person at a time.]
The system asked: "Sister, shall we annul the engagement?"
Chu Xinxin subconsciously regarded Meng Ji as the person she was looking for and was unwilling to believe that he was that kind of person.
After thinking about it, she decided to double-check whether Meng Ji was indeed the person he had found.
If the engagement is abruptly called off, the priest will inevitably ask for the reason.
What if Meng Ji really is the person she's looking for, but the priest banishes her to Zhonghuang Mountain in a fit of anger?
Chu Xinxin replied to the system: "I'll go ask Bai Ze where he found Meng Ji."
Chu Xinxin went to Bai Ze's tavern, but was told by the waiter that Bai Ze had not returned yet.
"Lord Bai Ze often travels to various places to purify evil spirits, sometimes for a few months, sometimes for several years. I don't know when he will return."
"That's what the waiter said."
Chu Xinxin had no choice but to return to the Divine Palace first.
As Chu Xinxin passed by West Street, she saw Meng Ji and Qing Wu sitting together, chatting and laughing as they ate wontons.
Chu Xinxin suddenly admired Qingwu for actually being able to eat wontons.
Meng Ji first saw Chu Xinxin and called out to her, asking her to come over.
A shadow crossed Qingwu's eyes, but she still stood up to greet her: "Goddess, please sit here."
Qingwu looked like she had dressed up specially today. Although she was still wearing a red dress and a high ponytail, she had wrapped a bronze-gold belt around her waist and wore a matching bracelet with a small bell on it.
She also had a layer of fine powder on her face, and with her willow-leaf eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, and vermilion in her mouth, she looked much prettier.
Chu Xinxin watched coldly as the two of them used the excuse of being "brothers" to do things that couples do.
Qingwu kept boasting about all the things Meng Ji had done for her.
As they talked, they moved closer and closer.
Chu Xinxin even saw Qingwu's lips brush against Mengji's earlobe several times.
I was so angry I almost laughed.
Meng Ji was truly confident in his incantation techniques.
Seeing that Chu Xinxin didn't react, Qingwu became even more smug and deliberately raised his hand to touch Meng Ji's earlobe.
The bell on her wrist jingled.
It's so noisy and annoying.
Chu Xinxin smelled the perfume she had applied to her wrist, and it was also annoyingly fragrant.
While Qingwu wasn't paying attention, she secretly used an enlargement spell.
The people at the next table suddenly stirred: "What's that smell? It's really strong."
Then they followed the smell to Chu Xinxin's table, and one of them pointed at Qingwu and shouted, "Girl, why are you wearing such heavy perfume?! It's suffocating me!"
"That's right, that's right."
"vomit!"
"Mengji!" Qingwu covered her face and threw herself into Mengji's arms: "They bullied me!"
Meng Ji held his breath and silently pushed Qing Wu away.
"One must not be disrespectful in front of the goddess."
They're trying to shift the blame onto me.
Chu Xinxin smiled and replied, "Sister Qingwu, don't be angry. Meng Ji isn't disgusted by you. He just can't stand the strong scent of your perfume."
Meng Ji's expression turned grim: "That's not what I meant..."
Qingwu quickly clarified, "This is just my natural body fragrance!"
"Really?" Chu Xinxin asked with a hint of doubt.
"Yes," Qingwu answered decisively.
Chu Xinxin: "But the scent on my sister is exactly the same as that unsold perfume balm from the perfume shop."
Qingwu's hand, hidden in her sleeve, clenched tightly in an instant.
"Perhaps I'm mistaken, Mengji. Tomorrow, will you accompany me to the incense shop to buy a few bottles to give to my sister as an apology?"
Chu Xinxin smiled slightly at Qingwu, looking like she was saying, "Okay, I know it's definitely not true, but whatever you say goes," while her mocking buff was fully stacked.
Qingwu was about to grind her silver teeth to pieces.
I will never give Chu Xinxin that chance!
She'll go and buy all the perfume balms from the perfume shop in a little while.
But a batch of perfume... how many bottles would that be!?
Qingwu bought this bottle for 100 divine coins, and there must be at least 100 bottles in a batch, which would be 10,000 divine coins!
She couldn't even come up with a thousand dollars in all her possessions...
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