Chapter 117 The full-level boss's vest fell off again (32)

Shen Ci ate two loaves of bread, a bag of potato chips, two jellies, and two boxes of Wangzai milk in a row. He stopped only when he finally felt full.

The system felt a little distressed, but also a little saccharine.

I feel sorry for Shen Ci for encountering such a situation for the first time, but I am also glad that Shen Ci encounters such a situation for the first time.

She nearly choked to death while eating bread. She was so anxious that she wanted to remove the straw of the milk, but the more anxious she was, the harder it became. Finally, the system stepped in and helped her drink the milk smoothly. Only then did Shen Ci escape the fate of nearly choking to death on bread.

"We'll go down the mountain at nine o'clock." Shen Ci said to the system, holding the straw of Wangzai Milk in his mouth.

The system should respond: [OK.]

After it responded, it asked curiously: [Host, is Wangzai milk delicious? ]

"It's okay." Shen Ci replied.

[I remember my little friend drank it when I was surfing the Internet.] The system said.

Shen Ci paused in sucking milk and narrowed her eyes: "I think your skin is a little itchy."

[I don't. I definitely don't have a hidden host, and I definitely don't take pleasure in the misfortune of the host who couldn't even open a straw and almost choked to death on bread.]

With every extra word it said, Shen Ci's face darkened, and there was no doubt that the system was beaten in the end.

The leather is itchy and needs someone to rub it.

After eating and drinking, Shen Ci stood up, rummaged around in the bamboo house, found the incense and lighter, and walked to the back of the bamboo house, in front of the three graves.

At first she was a spirit and could not burn incense for them. Now that she has a physical body, she naturally has to pay her respects to the three of them, even though the Qingming Festival has passed.

Shen Ci didn't know what to say, so he said nothing. He knelt on the ground and burned the yellow paper quietly.

After the incense was burned, she bowed to the three people, stood up, returned to the bamboo house, and packed up her things.

She didn't bring much with her. Her bag only contained her ID, a bank card, some cash and two pieces of clothing.

The Guiyin Sect emphasizes quiet cultivation, and there is no signal in the mountains, so except for Master Bai Qiuzhu, no one has a mobile phone.

Shen Ci carried his bag and started walking down the mountain.

Bai Qiuzhu is indeed a person who has practiced cultivation, his physical condition is excellent. After two hours of walking on the mountain road, Shen Ci did not feel tired at all.

After finally reaching the foot of the mountain, Shen Ci ran to the bus stop to wait for the bus based on his original body's memory.

Xiaolan Mountain is located in the suburbs of A City, not far from A City. You can reach it by taking the bus from A City to Ancheng.

But A City is far away from Ancheng, and the bus only runs once an hour or so, and the schedule is not punctual, so Shen Ci doesn't know how long he will have to wait.

She was bored and kept asking the system to check on Fu Xuanxu's condition.

The system made an exception for her last time, and since Fu Xuanxu was fine, it naturally would not agree this time.

[No, I really can't make an exception for the host.] The system said seriously, [And you should meet soon, host, just be patient!]

Every time this dog is abused, it really doesn't want to be abused anymore.

"Who said we would meet soon?" Shen Ci said.

[Host, don't fool me. You should be able to see him when you get to A.] The system said.

"What if he still needs to recuperate in the underworld?" Shen Ci asked it.

[Then wait a few days, wait until he returns to the human world, and then go see him.]

"What identity should I use to see him?" Shen Ci asked again.

【Use...】The system was stumped.

“Look, I don’t know what to tell him.”

[Then... let me show you? ] The system asked itself.

"Well, let me know if his injury has healed and what he is doing." Shen Ci said in a soft tone.

As soon as she softened, the system couldn't bear to refuse. Its already wavering heart became even more wavering: [Then I'll show it to you. ]

Anyway, it started to check the screen of Fu Xuanxu, and didn't notice that Shen Ci curled his lips in triumph.

Fu Xuanxu had indeed not left the underworld yet. He was resting on the throne with his head propped up. A ghost was kneeling in front of him, reporting the situation to him.

"On the night of Qingming Festival, the black dragon wanted to break into the Ghost Gate. We, along with several human monks, joined forces to stop him. The human monk named Xiu Yu attacked first, which angered the black dragon and made him attack him. We thought that the monk would be in trouble, but at this moment, several thunderbolts fell from the sky. Although the thunderbolts were not powerful and did not hurt the black dragon, they saved Xiu Yu's life. Later, when we were about to attack together, the black dragon stopped fighting for some reason and left..."

Originally, this matter should have been reported to the Soul Catcher after he woke up, but the Soul Catcher was in a very bad mood after he woke up.

The underworld is supported by his divine power and does not collapse, so once he is extremely depressed and unhappy, the weather in the underworld will also be affected.

So much so that in the underworld, which is always dark, it actually rained yesterday...

How could the ghost officials dare to report to him? The Soul Catcher was already injured, so they should let him rest more!

Fu Xuanxu's expression remained solemn as the ghost reported tremblingly.

After he finished his report, Fu Xuanxu waved to him, and the ghost quickly fled from Yanluo Palace.

After the ghost left, Fu Xuanxu frowned. Thunder?

Heaven's Way?

Did the Heavenly Dao take action against the black dragon, or did someone use magic to summon thunder?

The former, if true, could be really hilarious.

He knew that what Black Dragon did was wrong, but he didn't even hurt him. How powerful is his favoritism?

But the Black Dragon should be cautious. After all, in his eyes, he should be dead. God killed him and King Yan. With this small thunder warning, he would be afraid even if the thunder did not hurt him.

I'm afraid that one day, God will kill him.

However, he was more inclined to the latter. Humans should never be underestimated, and he also believed that given how much Heaven favored the black dragon, it would never be willing to send lightning to strike him.

Fu Xuanxu curled his lips in sarcasm and clenched his hands tightly. He would make Black Dragon and Heaven pay the price sooner or later.

Ah Ci's spirit has completely dissipated. What right does the one who harmed her have to continue to exist?

Shen Ci looked quietly at Fu Xuanxu's flawless face, trying to guess what he was thinking at this moment.

I can't guess, after all, she is not the worm in his stomach.

But his furrowed brows suggested that he was either thinking about her, the male lead, or Tiandao.

These are the only things that could make him have such an expression recently.

Fu Xuanxu's complexion has recovered a lot today. He doesn't look as ugly as he did in the past two days, as if he would disappear in the next second.

I don’t know when his injury will be completely healed.

"Woo woo woo~"

Suddenly hearing the sound of a car, Shen Ci regained his composure and looked over.

It was a bus, and she quickly reached out and waved it.

The car stopped in front of her and Shen Ci walked upstairs with her bag on her back.

I don’t know if it’s because people are returning home for the Qingming Festival, but there are quite a lot of people on this bus and almost all the seats are full.

Shen Ci found an empty seat and sat down. The conductor came over to collect the money. Shen Ci took out cash and gave her 15 yuan.

The entire road from A City to Ancheng costs thirty yuan, but the car she took halfway only costs fifteen yuan.