"It's almost dawn. Let's rest in the village for a day and then continue our journey after nightfall."
Seeing Fan Ji's cheerful expression, he was so angry that he almost burst into flames: "I don't agree."
Chu Mu looked at Qi Meng calmly and said, "If you don't like traveling with others, we can go our separate ways."
The threat was almost exposed, and even though Xi Meng was unhappy, he still chose to stay.
…
The Thirty-Eight Village was originally a small mountain village with few empty rooms. The room in the front yard was directly exposed to the sun, making it impossible to live there.
There were only two empty rooms in the back house, one for Qizhenmen and the other for Chu Mu, Fan Ji and Qi Meng to share.
The one with the worst temper was Qieqi, who started cursing non-stop from the moment he entered the house.
Fan Ji completely ignored it.
Instead, Chu Mu gently reminded the other party: "Save your saliva, you will suffer during the day."
The gods who had always been high and mighty and lived a life of luxury naturally did not take Chu Mu's kind advice seriously.
It was not until the scorching sun rose and the temperature he felt continued to climb that he truly realized that he was just an ordinary person now and his tolerance for high temperatures was not as good as Fan Ji's!
"This temperature... am I sick?" He was only wearing a pair of shorts, but he was still too hot to sit, let alone sleep in such high temperature.
Now it was Fan Ji's turn to mock him back: "So you're worse than an ant."
"you!"
The heat was so intense that he wanted to kill someone, but Fan Ji pointed to the corner and said, "Don't disturb Master's sleep."
On the other side, Chu Mu was leaning against the wall, looking like a silent statue.
"..." Even the proud God of Death couldn't help but be filled with admiration at this moment.
——However, Chu Mu’s back, which no one could see, was covered with ice patches without him noticing.
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