Escape! No spiritual intelligence
The servant strode out without looking back.
Chu Caiwu immediately stopped the servant and said, "I told you not to charge the money to me. It's not like I won't pay you. You know the guy sleeping upstairs? Charge it to him. He will definitely pay you."
When the servant heard about the money, he turned back and snorted, "Well, let me tell you, how can you two quarrel and hold grudges overnight?"
Chu Caiwu looked at the servant who was blinded by money and spoke flattering words.
She couldn't help but chuckle.
A quarrel? A couple?
There is no quarrel, nor are they husband and wife,
Yin Zhuo is nothing more than a pretty good food coupon.
Yin Zhuo, the food coupon officer, is a good person, but there is a saying that goes, you can know a person's face but not his heart.
If Chu Caiwu stayed, and something went wrong tomorrow, and she was recognized by Wei Yan, she wouldn't even be able to serve as a plate of boiled fennel, and she would be caught and taken back to have her blood drawn, so she had to run away.
While Chu Caiwu was thinking, blood was dripping from the cloth bag around his waist, and the area of the bright red was gradually expanding.
The servant's gaze moved from the pile of weeds to the pile of broken wooden boards, all of which were covered with dried blood beads, as if they had dripped all the way.
The servant shuddered and called out twice, "Madam? Madam?"
Chu Caiwu's thoughts were called back, and he replied in a pretentious manner: "What do you mean by no overnight hatred? You don't understand."
The servant nodded vigorously, looking at the bright red bag. It seemed that the two men had quarreled quite a bit and were even bleeding.
Although Chu Caiwu pretended to be profound, he said: You don't understand.
Well, having said that, Chu Caiwu didn’t understand: what did her and Yin Zhuo’s matter have to do with a quarrel between husband and wife that didn’t hold grudges overnight?
The servant chuckled and left with the jade bracelet.
Chu Caiwu felt that the servant had become inexplicably skillful. She unconsciously lowered her head and felt around her waist. The cloth bag was a little wet and a little dry and hard.
Chu Caiwu grabbed the cloth bag, his hands trembling constantly, and he was so distressed that tears were about to come out.
That was the gauze dry food she had saved. She was reluctant to eat the immortal blood, and the immortal blood in the cloth bag was almost gone.
Chu Caiwu rushed to the blood bead, stroking the dried blood with pity, breathing in the remaining immortal energy in deep breaths, not wanting to waste any of it.
Chu Caiwu gasped sadly, but smelled a burnt aroma.
"Miss Chu, your eight roast duck legs have arrived."
The voice was strangely familiar, and not far away.
Chu Caiwu turned around suddenly and saw a tall and straight... servant?
No, that servant wasn't that strong and tall, but that man was clearly wearing the servant's clothes.
And call her Miss Chu.
Chu Caiwu had a guess in her mind that this person was most likely Chi Ce, but she didn't dare and was unwilling to believe it.
"Okay, twenty-five taels of silver. I'll change it for you." Chi Ce swung his arm, and the bag of silver slid down and hit Chu Caiwu's dress.
Chu Caiwu didn't know whether Chi Ce was an enemy or a friend. If he was an enemy, Chi Ce and Yin Zhuo were both demon officials. If Chi Ce revealed her whereabouts to Yin Zhuo, all Chu Caiwu's preparations would be in vain.
Although they were friends, Chi Ce even helped her exchange silver for her escape.
Chu Caiwu picked up the purse in surprise and asked tentatively, "Why are you wearing the servant's clothes? Where is that servant?"
Chi Ce seemed to see through Chu Caiwu's thoughts: "You mean the servant? I knocked him unconscious, stripped him of his clothes, and threw him into the garbage truck."
If Chi Ce had not tracked down Chu Caiwu in time and intercepted the servant, Chu Caiwu's whereabouts would have been exposed to Yin Zhuo by the servant long ago.
Chu Caiwu's heart tightened and he clenched his purse tightly. As expected, Chi Ce came with ill intentions.
Chu Caiwu plucked up the courage to say, "You...you really are up to no good."
Chi Ce became even more excited: "Let me guess, Miss Chu wants to hide it from Yin Zhuo and then escape to Dingbei Town by herself."
Chu Caiwu choked and wanted to end the fight quickly: "I don't have it, give me those eight roast duck legs and stay away from me."
Chi Ce shrugged and smiled: "You are very valuable in the fairy world, and I don't pick up the money I see? It's a joke."
Chu Caiwu hated the word "immortal world" the most. Whenever anyone mentioned the immortal world in front of Chu Caiwu, his hair would stand on end.
Chu Caiwu dug several fingers into the wooden splinters, and blood gushed out from the wounds like a spring. In a moment, the blood covered his entire palm.
Chu Caiwu used his blood-soaked hands to support himself and trembled as he said, "Don't touch me. If you come over here, you...you will definitely die."
Immediately, Chu Caiwu's arm, which was hanging in the air, was firmly grasped by Chi Ce, and her whole body was lifted up forcefully. Before she could even take a breath, she had already stood up with the force.
Chu Caiwu stared at Chi Ce in horror, waiting for Chi Ce's reaction. She didn't want to poison Chi Ce, who knew that Chi Ce would grab her.
Time passed by one minute, then two minutes, Chu Caiwu became quiet, and the whole air was silent.
Chi Ce interrupted: "What are you looking at me for? Have you seen enough?"
Chu Caiwu looked at the wound in disbelief. It was clearly bleeding, and Chi Ce was clearly a demon. Her blood should have been fatal to demons.
Chi Ce stopped playing around and began to analyze: "I'll give you two choices. One is that I take you back to Dingbei Town, and you pay me a bottle of blood every month. The other is that I take you back to Yin Zhuo."
Compared to sending him back to the fairyland, Chu Caiwu is quite satisfied with both options.
Chu Caiwu felt a sense of joy at having survived a catastrophe, and hesitantly said, "Uh... Actually, anything is fine."
Chi Ce was confused: "I'm almost selling you out, and you're still willing to tell me?"
Chu Caiwu tilted his head, as if suddenly remembering something: "Not everything is fine. Only if you return my eight roast duck legs will everything be fine."
Chu Caiwu looked at Chi Ce, who seemed to be so angry that he was about to spit fire. Chu Caiwu blinked his big eyes and continued to observe Chi Ce. Suddenly, his whole head was covered by a blanket.
Chu Caiwu's eyes went dark as he heard Chi Ce say from outside the blanket, "You're truly hopeless. You're being sold and still want to eat roast duck legs."
Chi Ce said arrogantly: "To tell you the truth, I can't send you to the Dog Immortal Realm, nor can I send you to my mortal enemy. The spineless one."
Don't send Chu Caiwu to the Dog Immortal Realm?
That’s a great thing, and Chi Ce can be considered a good person.
Chu Caiwu felt warm in his heart, so he began to ask curiously: "Stubborn enemy, spineless? Who is that?"
Chu Caiwu didn't wait for a reply, only to hear Chi Ce's low voice complaining: "Only Yin Zhuo can tolerate you, a fennel without spiritual intelligence."
Chu Caiwu's arm was pulled forward, and she followed suit. She felt truly at ease, and with some free time, she began to retort, "Have you ever seen fennel transform into a human form without any spiritual intelligence?"
Before Chu Caiwu could hear what Chi Ce said, he was lifted up in the air and fixed firmly on the golden dragon's back.
The wind howled and the blanket on Chu Caiwu's head was blown away. As soon as she opened her mouth, cold wind blew into her mouth. She slowly lay down and whispered guiltily: "The blanket... was blown away."
Chu Caiwu still didn't hear Chi Ce speak, so she gave up hope.
The roast duck leg was not in her hand either, which was very boring.
Chu Caiwu tried to look down, but his head was hit back.
Strange, how could there be a barrier in the void?
Chu Caiwu covered her hair bun with scattered flowers, looked up in confusion, and saw seven distorted characters floating in front of her: no, open, spiritual, smart, of, fennel, fragrant.
Not only was Chu Caiwu hit on the head, but he was also turned away, lost his roast duck leg, and was scolded.
Chu Caiwu covered his mouth to block the wind and shouted back, "A golden dragon without any spiritual intelligence!"
The wind was so loud that Chi Ce had no reaction and he couldn't hear anything at all.
The dragon's body twisted and turned, sometimes running fast, sometimes moving slowly, as if it was still. If Chu Caiwu had not been fixed on the dragon's back by magic, she would not dare to move rashly.
Chu Caiwu coughed due to the choking of the cold air, and his whole body seemed to be falling down as if it was weightless.
The small villages on the ground became increasingly clear. Just as it was about to land, the golden dragon beneath Chu Caiwu... disappeared out of thin air?!
Chu Caiwu felt as if his heart was suspended in mid-air, and cold sweats were pouring down the soles of his feet. Suddenly, he was surrounded by a beam of golden light, so dazzling that Chu Caiwu could not see anything clearly.
Chi Ce had already transformed back into human form, and by the way, he changed Chu Caiwu back into fennel form, and held Chu Caiwu tightly with his hands.
When Chu Caiwu opened her eyes again, she found that Chi Ce had become so huge that she could only look up at him. Chu Caiwu couldn't understand how Chi Ce could suddenly become so huge.
Chu Caiwu felt warm underneath, as if she were lying on a hot blanket. She finally asked in confusion, "How did you suddenly become so big?"
Chi Ce held his forehead helplessly, and used the hand that was holding Chu Caiwu.
The Chi Ce in front of Chu Caiwu was getting bigger and bigger, and was about to stick to his face. He said in horror: "You, you, you are indecent, indecent!"
Chi Ce suddenly realized that he had used the wrong hand. Covering up his embarrassment, Chi Ce said, "What do you mean by molesting? I'm a great Golden Dragon, how could I molest Fennel?"
Chu Caiwu lowered her head and looked around, only then did she realize that she had turned into fennel leaves. The hot and warm feeling around her was from Chi Ce's hand.
A timid voice uttered, "Are you...are you a Taoist priest who catches monsters?"
Someone? Someone was actually talking.
Chu Caiwu quickly shut up and put a dead fennel in Chi Ce's hand. The voice was pleasant and lively. She estimated that the girl looked about eighteen or nineteen years old.
Chi Ce was stunned. The girl covered her face with a veil, and the dense scars beneath her face were faintly visible. He unconsciously clenched the fennel in his hand: "No...ah."
The girl frowned, hesitating, but finally mustered the courage to speak: "My face is ugly and it bothers you, but, but just now, that fennel plant could speak. You must be a Taoist with great magical powers."
The girl burst into tears and begged, "Please, save my brother."
Chu Caiwu felt pity for the girl just by listening to her voice. Chu Caiwu stopped pretending to be dead and couldn't help but said, "I'll give you an extra bottle of blood. Please help her for me."
Chu Caiwu's eyes suddenly went dark, and his whole body became warm again.
Chi Ce held onto Fennel tightly, raised his leg to leave, and refused, "This is just Fennel without any spiritual intelligence. Besides, I can't save your brother."
The girl plopped down and knelt in front of Chi Ce's legs. "The Taoist priest said that the flute demon is looking for fennel essence. If I find it and give it to the flute demon, I can save my brother."
Chi Ce suddenly wavered: "Flute demon?"
The girl nodded repeatedly.
Chi Ce raised the corner of his mouth: "It's effortless, I will definitely help you."
Chu Caiwu broke out in a cold sweat. She wanted to help the girl out of kindness.
But this girl wants to give Chu Caiwu to Di Yao with Chi Ce? !
Why did Chi Ce change his mind again? Didn’t he say he wouldn’t help? Men’s minds are like needles in the sea, so strange.
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