The two butterfly spirits didn't care whether Wang Yao could accept it or not. On the contrary, the more nervous Wang Yao was, the more excited they became. The one behind him was alright, her hands just kneading down his shoulders. But the one in front of him was something else, she went straight for whatever was important.
Meanwhile, the sweet fragrance made Wang Yao's mind and body even more chaotic. The position was also very cramped. He was sandwiched between two butterfly spirits on his left and right, with the back of an airline seat behind him and a large coffee table in front of him. It was not convenient to escape.
Wang Yao could only frantically search his mind for a magic spell to get rid of the two butterfly spirits. Being a "good person" was useless at this point; these two butterfly spirits weren't trying to harm him, and the rest...
He was searching for usable magic techniques when suddenly his mind went blank and a strong sense of drowsiness washed over him.
Wang Yao became even more nervous. Since becoming an immortal, except for the time when he was seriously injured by the professor and slept for a long time, he had never felt sleepy.
For immortals, a good night's sleep is an extremely rare treat. Tang Chu and his companions would even resort to getting completely drunk to achieve that drowsy feeling. But what's going on today? Could it be...?
Wang Yao had no time to think. While he was still clear-headed, he quickly put himself in the shoes of a "good guy." Then, he kicked over the coffee table in front of him, lifted himself up, and rushed out. The remote control, tea, and fruit on the coffee table were scattered all over the floor.
Having just escaped the two butterfly spirits, Wang Yao felt a sense of relief, only to see the two butterfly spirits, as if their bodies were on a malfunction, spring up from their aircraft seats and rush towards him.
"What's wrong, esteemed guest? Don't you like us sisters serving you?" The two women, one on each side of Wang Yao, suddenly stopped. The butterfly spirit, facing Wang Yao directly, still spoke to him in a coquettish tone.
Wang Yao subconsciously glanced at the positions of the two butterfly spirits and realized that they were probably afraid he would jump off the train, so they blocked his way from both sides.
"I'm not used to this kind of talk. Please leave," Wang Yao said coldly. He secretly thought that he really needed to work harder to cultivate his "spiritual perception." These two were probably plotting against him, but he hadn't had any premonition at all.
"Is the Immortal angry? If the Immortal isn't used to it, just say so directly. Why be so cruel as to send us away?" The butterfly spirit pouted, her face contorting into a tearful expression. "The Immortal is a distinguished guest invited by the Great Immortal Tongxuan. If we offend the Immortal, we'll suffer a terrible death."
“We sisters have always served the immortal with utmost care, but we don’t know where we have offended him. Please, immortal, explain this to us so that we can die knowing the truth,” another butterfly spirit said.
Wang Yao scratched his head and realized that what the butterfly spirit said was actually true. Apart from the two of them talking a bit too much, they really didn't do anything. Even when they massaged him, although they didn't really know where to go, the force wasn't strong. The fact that he could break free as soon as he tried to speak for himself proved that.
Moreover, this kind of thing is very complicated. Although these two are spirits, they look exactly like two great beauties. And when it comes to the trivial matters between men and women, it is difficult for men to be righteous.
There's no way around it, this is how it is in all six realms. Men seem to have an original sin in front of women. If you say a beautiful woman is taking advantage of you, people will spit in your face. You shameless bastard, you're clearly acting innocent after getting the benefit.
So, to be honest, he couldn't really say what those two butterfly spirits had done to offend him, but... what was with his sudden drowsiness?
"If the immortal doesn't like massages, we won't get a massage. We just beg the immortal not to send us away." Seeing that Wang Yao's expression had softened, the butterfly spirit facing Wang Yao spoke pitifully, and then winked at the person behind Wang Yao.
The person quickly turned around, righted the coffee table that Wang Yao had kicked over, and picked up the fruits and teacups that had been scattered all over the floor.
Seeing this, Wang Yao felt that his reaction just now might have been a bit too extreme, and he felt somewhat disoriented, but he did not let his guard down.
"Gentlemen, I don't need any service. Let's just have a proper chat." Wang Yao sighed and walked to the mahjong table to sit down. The room was open on three sides, so he figured he wouldn't be surrounded anymore.
"Alright, Immortal, would you like to play mahjong?" The butterfly spirit followed Wang Yao over.
Wang Yao shook his head, looking at the red lanterns outside the carriage and thinking to himself, "This yellow express train has earthworms digging holes, centipedes running errands, and fireflies providing services. These two butterflies seem to be extra roles. Could it be that they came here specifically to provide special services?"
That's actually quite possible. Based on Wang Yao's understanding of the Immortal Realm, there are quite a few bachelor immortals there. Once he comes to this Demon Realm, even if he doesn't marry a demon, at least he can alleviate the torment of being a bachelor for so long through this service.
In that sense, this Huang clan member is actually quite good at understanding immortals' intentions.
"Actually, there's a three-player mahjong game that's quite fun. Many immortals enjoy playing it. Would you like to give it a try, Immortal?" the butterfly spirit continued to persuade Wang Yao.
The butterfly spirit who was tidying up the coffee table also came over at this moment, carrying fruit in her hands and placing it on a small table next to Wang Yao, and then busied herself making tea for Wang Yao.
"Many immortals? Has your yellow express train received many immortals?" Wang Yao asked.
“Immortals are of noble status, and the Zhanghuang Express doesn’t only have this one train. We don’t have that kind of luck. We’ve only heard about it. Actually, you and the Great Immortal Tongxuan are good friends. The Great Immortal Tongxuan especially likes to play mahjong. You must often play cards with him, right?” the butterfly spirit asked again.
"Oh? You know a lot about the Great Immortal Tongxuan, you even know he loves playing mahjong?" Wang Yao said with a surprised smile.
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