Chapter 462: Be good and call me Master’s Wife (for “Wei Zhong who loves pork kidney and walnut soup”)
Zhu Chuideng reflected that maybe it was because he had never been called husband in person that he felt uncomfortable.
Zhu Chuideng coughed lightly and pointed the spear at Jing Zhui.
"Jing Zhui."
"Tell me the truth, Master. Which eye did you use to look at your Master's Wife last night? Which hand did you use to touch your Master's Wife?"
Ye Xiaoman immediately gave up her character and frantically pursued Jing's love.
"Husband, I just chatted with Jing Zhuichun last night and showed concern for his studies and life. There is no personal relationship between him and me."
"Xiao..." Zhu Chui Deng was a little hot, "Xiao Bao, I'm not stupid. Although I'm much older than you, I'm not old and demented yet."
"A young man full of vigor and blood."
"A beautiful woman."
"You stayed out all night and told me nothing happened."
Ye Xiaoman opened her mouth and said, "Hey, you think too much, husband. It's not possible for Jing to chase him."
Zhu Chuideng was surprised at how Ye Xiaoman, an honest girl, could speak without restraint, and at the same time, he couldn't help laughing and almost couldn't maintain his angry expression.
Jing Zhui finally looked up at Ye Xiaoman.
Zhu Chuideng said seriously, "Whether Jing Zhui is feasible or not, we will discuss it later."
"Jing Zhui, answer Master's question."
Jing Zhui said calmly: "Eyes, hands, feet."
"Okay, I will cripple your eyes, hands, and feet."
As soon as Zhu Chuideng finished speaking, Jing Zhui was grabbed by the neck by a powerful ghost energy. Ye Xiaoman and everyone turned their heads and watched Jing Zhui fly out in a parabola.
Yellow sand exploded in the distance, and Jing Zhui fell tragically to the ground.
This also gave Zhu Chuideng the opportunity to beat Jing Zhui.
Ye Xiaoman felt that Jing Zhui was quite wronged. At least when Jing Zhui and she were undercover in Zhu Chuideng's memory, in order not to alarm Zhu Chuideng's true identity, they had been restrained from hitting Zhu Chuideng.
If you didn't fight on that day, you would be beaten up by others today.
Zhu Chuideng threw the straw hat to Ye Xiaoman, rolled up his sleeves, and walked towards Jing Zhui.
"You are free to train."
Ye Xiaoman sat on the grass eating snacks and watched Jing Zhui being beaten by Zhu Chuideng during the morning training.
Of course, Jing Zhui was not being beaten unilaterally. The dignity of the demon god could not be challenged. The stronger the enemy, the more excited he became. He and Zhu Chuideng fought back and forth, and the fight was fierce and the yellow sand was rolling.
Zhu Chuideng had his own rhythm and didn't kill Jing in one go.
He promised to beat Jing Zhui every time he saw him from now on.
After the morning class, Jing Zhui limped and the wound that had begun to heal opened again.
It's so pitiful.
Ye Xiaoman pulled off the black cloth on her head and covered Jing Zhui's head with it to hide the scars on his face.
Jing Zhui's hands grasped the edge of the black cloth tightly and he said indifferently, "Master's wife, what a good plan."
After the morning classes, the disciples left the oasis and went elsewhere for daily training.
Ye Xiaoman stayed alone and sat on the grass to chat with Zhu Chuideng.
Zhu Chuideng knocked on Ye Xiaoman and said, "Little girl, you need to keep working hard. Let me see the ugly behavior of Jing Zhui wagging his tail and begging for love."
Ye Xiaoman was not satisfied with the master's wife status that Zhu Chuideng arranged for her.
"Uncle, you've blocked all my paths to success."
"I am now Jing Zhui's elder. He and you are enemies, so he will be extremely wary of me. How do you think I can get his secret?"
Zhu Chuideng let go and said, "This is something you should consider."
Ye Xiaoman pretended to mention it casually, "Doesn't Jing Zhui want your treasure?"
"You can't catch a golden phoenix even if you're willing to give up gold. Why don't you use your treasure as bait? Maybe Jing Zhui will be fooled into giving you his grave in exchange."
Zhu Chuideng raised his eyebrows threateningly: "Little girl, anyone who covets uncle's treasure will be killed, including me and my entire clan."
Ye Xiaoman said innocently: "I just asked casually. I'm just a nobody. Even if you give it to me, I wouldn't dare to take it."
She pinched Zhu Chuideng's arm flatteringly, "Husband, I'm really curious about what your treasure is."
"My dear, it's a key," Zhu Chuideng winked at Ye Xiaoman mischievously, teasing her half-seriously, "As long as you get it, you can open the door to the treasure house, and all the wealth in the ghost world will belong to you."
Ye Xiaoman's mouth was almost watering. She was half-believing and half-doubting: "Really?"
After Jing Zhui was resurrected, he wanted to make a comeback, so he did need a lot of military supplies. If Zhu Chuideng's treasure was really all the wealth in the ghost world, it would be logical for Jing Zhui to get it even at the risk of having his soul crushed by Zhu Chuideng.
If it was something like this, it didn't seem like a secret, so why did Jing Zhui refuse to tell her no matter what?
Is he on guard against her? Or does the secret carry a fatal curse of "knowing means death"?
The only thing she had in common with him was her somewhat diluted Jing bloodline.
That key requires Jing's blood to activate?
It made her very curious.
Zhu Chuideng raised his eyebrows even higher: "Do you want to know more secrets?"
Ye Xiaoman no longer dared to risk her life to explore the boss's secrets. She was satisfied as long as she could get a little bit of information each time.
She ran away.
"I'll contact Jing Zhui next."
"We'll talk next time."
Zhu Chuideng's voice transmission from a thousand miles away came after him.
【Every night, show me your progress.】
Ye Xiaoman thought that it was like reminding her that even if she played outside late, she should not forget to go home at night.
[Uncle, this isn't necessary. I'm going to sleep with Jing Zhui every night from now on.]
Zhu Chuideng was a little unhappy.
I need to see the rice growing every day to feel at ease.
[Jing Zhui's spirit is powerful and he will soon awaken. We don't have much time left.]
Ye Xiaoman agreed repeatedly: "Okay, okay, okay, I'll sleep with you after I sleep with Jing Zhui, okay?"
Ye Xiaoman was holding the Demon Cave's class schedule in her hand.
The training that the demons have to receive includes not only cultivation, combat, beast taming, poison making, alchemy and weapon forging, which are arranged by the cultivators of the six realms, but also many special courses for the demons.
Ye Xiaoman took a quick glance and saw the following explosive training.
——The basic principles and practice of massacre.
——Detailed explanation and analysis of the difficulties of annihilating an entire family.
——How to use the nine clans of others to forge a perfect magic sword.
——There is no right or wrong in cultivating immortals. Research and counterattack on the stigmatization of demons.
——How to restrain the good thoughts in your heart. The theoretical course comes with the practice of the Heart-Tempering Mantra.
—Even though thousands point fingers at me, I will go on. The world's insults will only make me stronger. A required course in demon psychological counseling.
Ye Xiaoman looked at the schedule again and again, and felt that Jing Zhui should be interested in every course except the psychological counseling class.
Finally, she stopped someone on the roadside to ask, and learned that Jing Zhui had gone to attend a Gu-making class.
The identity of the Supervisor's wife was very useful. Ye Xiaoman could move around freely in the cave. She asked someone to lead the way and came to the place where Jing Zhui was taking classes.
The Gu-making class was set up at a ruin in the desert.
It was originally the cave of an ancient cultivator, with many monsters and precious herbs in it. The demons used the local materials and turned it into a base for making poisons.
After Ye Xiaoman arrived, she felt uncomfortable all over, not knowing whether it was because the scene where the demons refined the Gu was rather gloomy, or because one of the raw materials of the magic Gu that Jing Zhui used to control her came from this place.
Ye Xiaoman suddenly had an idea. If she understood Jing Zhui's method of refining the Gu, could she remove the Gu from Jing Zhui?
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