Chapter 674: Forget Worry Soup
Tiechen was deeply hurt by this malicious act. He found it difficult to understand and accept it. The turbulent emotions in his chest were instantly frozen in the snow. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Why? Why?"
The huge body of the Thunder Officer swayed in the clouds, looking down at Tie Chen. The blue-purple electric light illuminated his dark but shiny scales and his cold blood-red eyes.
"You want to know why?"
"Because he abandoned my mother after having an affair with her, she ended up living alone and miserable. He never fulfilled his responsibilities as a father, and he still wants me to be filial to him?"
The Thunder Officer made no effort to conceal his malice as he spoke, "You are his legitimate son, not me. I am a bastard born from a barren land, a wicked fetus conceived in a bitter cold land. I am not your brother."
"Get out, or die!"
Tiechen's eyes revealed deep shock. He seemed to want to argue, but he had nothing to say.
His heart sank deeply. Tiechen even felt guilty towards Officer Cai Lei and felt that he had no face to see him.
The mine officer stared at him, oppressed him, made him unable to breathe, made him tremble all over, and finally fled in panic, into the wind and rain.
The wind and rain in Taihu Lake gradually grew stronger.
The Thunder Collector stood on top of the clouds, his expression grim and his aura ferocious. The raging wind, rain, and thunder were all the man-eating beasts silently venting their rage.
Chong Jing looked at him with worried eyes, not knowing what had happened. "Why are you so angry?"
Across the void, wind and rain cannot block his sight.
In fact, ever since the Great Immortal Jin Ting discovered the Flying Dragon Transformation Diagram left by the Painting Saint in the Golden Palace, the incomplete practice of the entire Shenjing Palace has been completed.
The ancient methods left by the Huanlong family have naturally been lost long ago, but the talent of the painting saint used to supplement the practice of the Shenjing Palace is completely in line with modern methods.
Chong Jing began to practice the Flying Dragon Divine Transformation from that time on. His master, Taoist Xiao, raised a red dragon and his energy was most compatible with the red dragon, so he often used the red dragon to comprehend the wonders of the Flying Dragon Divine Transformation.
Chong Jing was a young and inexperienced man who was not afraid of tigers. Although his cultivation in Taoism was shallow, he began to try to figure out the dragon shape and appearance of the Thunder Officer while practicing Qi. He studied the dragon shape and appearance of the Thunder Officer day by day, and the Flying Dragon Divine Transformation came naturally. He actually developed a different aura through his practice.
Therefore, wind and rain cannot stop him, the void cannot block him, and he can see wherever the Thunder Officer goes.
Therefore, he understood Cai Leiguan more and more, knew that he was angry, and knew the resentment and depression in his heart.
Chong Jing ran towards the alchemy room in the rain, and soon sneaked back to the Golden Palace and hid something on the beam.
After a while, a scream was heard from the alchemy room.
"Who stole my forget-me-not soup? Damn it! My precious!"
There was a violent storm, but it gradually subsided towards dusk.
The sky was covered with dark clouds, obscuring the stars and the moon. The hideous, pitch-black dragon shadow of the Thunder Officer landed in front of the Golden Palace.
He lowered his eyes and saw Chong Jing sitting on the doorstep, blowing carefully into a pair of hands. The white and tender hands were now red and swollen, looking miserable.
When the little Taoist saw him coming back, he raised his head and gave him a silly smile, which made him frown.
"What happened to your hand?"
Chong Jing shook his head and said, "It's nothing. I made a mistake and was punished by my uncle."
In the past, the mine officer would have laughed loudly and gloated over the misfortune, but today, he had no interest at all. He just nodded silently and flew to the beam.
As soon as he placed the dragon claw on the beam, the thunder officer discovered a yellow gourd hidden on the beam.
He leaned down and saw a dragon claw with a red ribbon tied to the gourd. He asked, "What is this?"
Chong Jing smiled and said, "This is the Forget Worry Soup."
He looked at the officer eagerly and said, "I once drank secretly when I was unhappy. After drinking, I would become dazed, as if I were floating on a cloud. I couldn't think of anything. I just kept drifting. Sometimes it felt like I was on a boat, sometimes like I was on a rocking bed. I forgot all the unhappiness."
The thunder officer looked at him suspiciously, grabbed the yellow gourd, stretched out a dragon claw and pushed the gourd stopper, and a rich aroma of wine mixed with the scent of herbs emanated from the gourd.
"You are drunk." Cai Leiguan said bluntly.
Chong Jing was surprised for a moment and asked, "Is this wine? Isn't it medicine?"
"It's medicinal wine." The mine officer grabbed the gourd and asked, "Why give it to me?"
Chong Jing said: "Aren't you unhappy? I want to make you feel better."
The mine officer uttered a "ha" and wanted to argue, but for some reason, he didn't say anything. He just said, "This stuff can't make me drunk."
Chong Jing sat on the doorstep, palms facing down, chin propped up with the backs of his fingers, looking up at the huge and ferocious dragon head above. With a touch of melancholy, a lip that looked like it could hold an oil bottle, he said sadly, "I would have stolen something else if I had known. I remember you liked Kong Qing Jiang very much. You got beaten for nothing."
The Thunder Officer slid down from the pillar, transformed into a tall and silent figure, and whispered, "Then you won't get a beating."
He sat beside Chong Jing, silently drinking the Forget-Me-Not Soup. The wine flowed down his lips, slid down his throat, and made his already dark collar even darker.
He drank the wine in one breath, then threw the gourd to the ground, burped, and let out a long breath.
Chong Jing looked at him expectantly and asked, "Will it work?"
The mine officer glanced at him and said honestly, "It's useless."
"Okay." Chong Jing pouted, and the tears in his eyes began to flow down. He sniffed his nose and took a deep breath, but did not cry out.
The mine officer was startled. For a moment, he didn't know what was wrong with this stupid boy. He cursed and said, "Why are you crying?"
Chong Jing stretched out his two hands, which were bright red and swollen like steamed buns, in front of him and said, "It hurts so much."
The Thunder Officer breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I didn't cry even when a dragon horn was broken. How could you cry when you were beaten? Where's your magic power? Can't you heal yourself?"
Chong Jing needed to suppress the grievance in his heart, and could not help but say loudly: "Master said that it was wrong for me to steal things, and told me to remember this and not to let me heal my wounds! Wow——"
He opened his mouth to howl halfway, then stifled it fiercely, still remembering that he was there to comfort the Thunder Officer, and said, "I'm fine, I'll get some fresh air, and the pain will go away."
The mine officer sighed deeply and cursed under his breath.
Then the Inspector felt his body lighten, and he could feel the wind blowing past his ears. The black dragon's mane was flying around him, and he kept rising until he broke through the clouds.
"ah--"
The Inspector screamed belatedly, but by the time he came to his senses, the clouds had broken, revealing the cold moonlight and bright starlight above the sky.
There was silence all around, as if wandering in a sea of stars.
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