Helping the Immortal Lord to Become a Demon (Part 3)
If Chu Caiwu hadn't been held by Yin Zhuo now, she would probably have been scared to death.
At this moment, the woman outside the car said, "Ruichen Immortal Lord! I finally found you!"
Xiaojiu protested, "Who are you and why are you disrespecting my father?"
Chu Caiwu was shocked when he heard the word Ruichen. This woman knew the name of Immortal Lord Ruichen and seemed to admire him very much. In addition, the voice was extremely familiar. The woman must be the fairy of the Temple of Desolate God, Wei Yan.
Chu Caiwu really wanted to hide her body, but fortunately she was sick this time and Wei Yan couldn't see her appearance clearly.
Wei Yan paused in his shrill voice and asked, "Is that pretty boy your father? He's so young, and yet?" Wei Yan couldn't finish the rest of the sentence. After a long pause, he uttered, "I'm going to teach Siming a lesson when I get back."
Xiaojiu did not answer the question of whether Yin Zhuo was his biological father. This would only make things worse. If he explained that he was not his biological father, Xiaojiu was afraid that Yin Zhuo would feel resentful towards him, so it was better not to say anything.
Wei Yan said: "Well, he is my father now."
Yin Zhuo was quite uncomfortable with the sudden addition of a son and a daughter, as he had become accustomed to stamping in the demon world all year round.
The maid beside Wei Yan almost knelt down. The only daughter of the Desolate Temple, in the mortal world, just to pursue the Immortal Lord Ruichen, she casually claimed a father...
The maid tentatively tugged at Wei Yan's sleeve, but Wei Yan pushed her hard and made her stagger.
Wei Yan looked around and said to Xiao Jiu, "Where is my mother?"
Xiaojiu's eyes were already wide, and this time they opened even wider. He was inexplicably shocked by this sudden appearance of Wei Yan, who had snatched both his father and his mother. Xiaojiu asked, "You, who are you? Why do you recognize my mother as your mother?"
Yan pretended to be mysterious and said, "You and I were engaged in your previous life. Your parents are certainly not my biological parents. In this life, I am your cousin."
The coachman, who had been stuck in traffic for a long time and unable to drive his horse, finally couldn't help but say, "Little girl, this boy is quite handsome. Look at your clothes, you don't look like a poor man."
Wei Yan looked at the hem of his skirt and said proudly, "You're smart."
The coachman added, "If you didn't look so rich, I'd have suspected you were mentally ill."
Wei Yan was instantly enraged. No one in the fairy world had ever dared to speak to her like this.
Yin Zhuo walked down from the carriage holding Chu Caiwu horizontally.
This time, Chu Caiwu looked at his face and body carefully and felt very nauseous. The dense black spots made him look like he had been dead for several days.
Chu Caiwu looked at his body and had no motivation to do anything anymore. He floated tiredly above his body and followed Yin Zhuo step by step towards Xiaojiu.
Xiaojiu grabbed Chu Caiwu's arm and cried, "Mom, what's wrong with you? What happened?"
Chu Caiwu's drooping head stood up again, looking at Xiaojiu from high above. She had never expected that one day there would be someone to mourn for her, but she always felt that she was not dead, and must have been poisoned by the flying needle.
Wei Yan didn't dare to look at Chu Caiwu and covered his eyes with a handkerchief.
The coachman covered his face and asked, "What's wrong with you, madam?"
Yin Zhuo glanced at Xiao Jiu and then said, "Your mother is not dead."
Chu Caiwu floated towards Yin Zhuo, and looked at the plum blossom hairpin with swaying stamens on Yin Zhuo's head, and couldn't help but be fascinated. If she hadn't spent some time with Yin Zhuo in person, she would not believe that Yin Zhuo, who had the appearance of a handsome young man, would behave like such an old man.
Fortunately, Yin Zhuo spoke on behalf of Chu Caiwu and said that she was not dead.
Yin Zhuo placed his hand on Chu Caiwu's spiritual vein and said seriously, "She's been poisoned. We must find Yin Yuelin."
The driver sighed repeatedly: "Yin Yuelin? I heard from a storyteller that Yin Yuelin is worth a fortune, and I heard that the price is never clearly stated. The starting price is a thousand gold coins, and the highest bidder wins. It's hard to find one unless you are a prince or noble."
Wei Yan pinched Xiao Jiu's left cheek and said, "Why are you crying? I never realized you were such a crybaby before."
Xiaojiu stubbornly moved his face to the right, his face almost deformed.
Wei Yan added: "Well, you are still quite stubborn. In view of your stubbornness, I will buy Yin Yuelin for your mother."
Yin Zhuo glanced sideways slightly, and Xiaojiu and the driver were both stunned.
Chu Caiwu suddenly heard that she could still be saved, and she breathed a sigh of relief, but then became deflated again. Too high expectations will lead to disappointment, and she had no way to save herself, so she just lay down.
Wei Yan glanced at them proudly and said disdainfully, "What? You don't believe it?"
Wei Yan raised her willow-like fingers, lightly pressed the hairpin, and brushed it across her face: "Everything I have is gold."
The coachman laughed so hard from ear to ear, "Girl, you are the daughter of some rich family. You must have become stupid. Hahahahahaha."
Chu Caiwu shifted her gaze to the coachman. She wanted to quietly tell him that the girl was not a fool, but he was.
Wei Yan is the only daughter of the Temple of the God of Wilderness. In the fairy world, she can have whatever she wants, let alone this little bit of gold in the human world.
Yin Zhuo was holding Chu Caiwu and preparing to return to the carriage. He glanced sideways and said, "Since we are going together, don't block the carriage."
Wei Yan happily followed Xiao Jiu and got on the carriage.
Chu Caiwu thought that what Yin Zhuo did was very good, as it could save a lot of gold. Although this little gold was not a big deal, the money saved was at least enough for her to eat hundreds of crispy ducks.
When Wei Yan was in the carriage, he often asked the maid to open the curtains.
Chu Caiwu felt a gust of cold air rushing into the carriage. It turned out that souls could also feel the cold.
Yin Zhuo followed the opened curtain and said to the driver, "Please take us to the Prime Minister's Court as soon as possible."
Chu Caiwu smiled and looked at Yin Zhuo with curved eyebrows. Although no one could see her now, she couldn't help but feel happy and excited.
Upon hearing this, the coachman whipped the carriage harder, believing that there was no time to delay in saving the patient. The carriage was speeding along, and when it passed a rugged rocky area, Wei Yan was shaken up and down.
Ignoring the swaying carriage, Wei Yan got off the seat, lifted the curtain, and shouted, "Drive steadily."
The coachman ignored him and immediately increased his force, cracking the whip.
Xiaojiu poured a cup of tea for Yin Zhuo and handed it to him respectfully.
Chu Caiwu looked at the cautious Xiaojiu and couldn't help but step forward and touch his head. The miniature version of Immortal Lord Ruichen was very well-behaved.
The setting sun dyed the entire sky red. The group did not reach Xiaoxiangguo, so they stopped to rest in a fishing village.
Yin Zhuo held Chu Caiwu in his arms and wanted to find a place to stay.
An old lady carrying a fishing basket on her back by the river was about to go home when she ran into a handsome young man holding a girl and two children.
Yin Zhuo hugged Chu Caiwu with one arm and took out a purse from his waist with the other.
Chu Caiwu was so shocked when she saw that she was held with one hand, so she decided to gain weight and eat all of Yin Zhuo's ducks. Otherwise, she would appear weak. She wanted to be a sturdy magic fennel.
The old lady hurriedly pushed her purse back and leaned forward sympathetically, but the fish basket in her hand fell to the ground, and the fish's tails flapped and jumped away.
Wei Yan grabbed the money bag in Yin Zhuo's hand and threw it into the old lady's fish basket. Wei Yan said impatiently: "What are you looking at? Have you never seen my mother? You take the money and take us to a place to stay."
The old lady was frightened by Chu Caiwu's poisoned appearance and had not recovered yet. She followed Wei Yan's order, picked up the heavy money bag in the fish basket, and took Yin Zhuo home in a daze.
As the old lady walked, she asked, "What's wrong with your wife?"
Yin Zhuo said: "It's just a birthmark, not a disease."
The woman turned around in surprise and asked, "Does the young master have a concubine?"
Chu Caiwu felt that Wei Yan's tyranny was justified. She was poisoned and unconscious. Could it be that this lady was trying to take advantage of the situation and give Yin Zhuo a concubine?
Xiaojiu also looked at Yin Zhuo curiously.
Yin Zhuo was stared at by two pairs of burning eyes. He and Chu Caiwu were just pretending to be husband and wife. This was not real. Moreover, how could he have a mistress?
Seeing that Yin Zhuo remained silent, the old lady continued, "You and your wife have a good relationship. If I had this birthmark, I would never have been able to get married when I was young."
The four of them squeezed into a side room. There was a square table next to the bed. Yin Zhuo placed Chu Caiwu on the bed and sat alone beside the bed.
Wei Yan pinched Xiao Jiu's face and said, "Rui Chen, do you remember me?"
Xiaojiu quickly moved away and returned with a basin of water.
Chu Caiwu watched Xiaojiu approach her little by little and placed the basin of water on the table beside her.
Xiaojiu picked up the handkerchief, wrung it dry, and said, "Daddy, I want to wipe Mommy's face."
Yin Zhuo said, "Others would avoid you if they heard you were sick. Aren't you afraid?"
Wei Yan snatched the handkerchief from Xiao Jiu's hand and said, "Let me help mother wipe her face!"
Wei Yan covered his eyes and wiped Chu Caiwu's body.
Chu Caiwu really wanted to come back to life and tell Wei Yan that if she didn’t want to wipe it off, then she didn’t have to. She didn’t want to be obviously disliked.
After Chu Caiwu was touched by the immortal power emanating from Wei Yan, she found that her body was sucking her soul back.
Yin Zhuo snatched the handkerchief from Wei Yan's hand and said, "You don't need to wipe it."
Wei Yan was stunned. As if she was sure that no one would dare to chase her away, she said angrily: "I will wipe it for you. That's because I think highly of you, a bunch of mortals."
Yin Zhuo couldn't suppress the magic power in his hands and said, "Even if you are a mortal, you don't need charity."
Wei Yan pretended to leave and pulled Xiaojiu up, but failed to move him.
Xiao Jiu pouted and said, "I won't leave. Who are you? I have no engagement with you."
Wei Yan said as a matter of course: "Of course I am a deity. You were engaged to me in your previous life."
Xiao Jiu asked, "Just because you're a god, do you look down on mortals?"
Wei Yan was stunned: "What?"
Xiao Jiu said, "I'm not only a mortal, I'm also a beggar. My parents took me in. You contradict and belittle them. Are you worthy of being a god?"
Chu Caiwu suddenly felt warm in his heart. Immortal Lord Ruichen was indeed worthy of his reputation and did not look down on mortals.
Wei Yan was speechless and said, "Me? Of course I am worthy of being a god. I am born into a noble family, which means I am worthy. Besides, you are not a mortal at all."
Xiao Jiu said: "I would rather be a mortal forever than be with a beastly immortal like you."
Wei Yan slammed the door and left. It was already evening, with the occasional chirping of cicadas.
Chu Caiwu looked at Xiaojiu carefully. Later, she sat next to her body and took a leisurely nap. She didn't know where Wei Yan had gone and whether he would come back.
Chu Caiwu stood up and touched Yin Zhuo's shoulder with his soul. Yin Zhuo said that they had a lot of gold and should be able to buy Yin Yuelin. Chu Caiwu wanted to get better soon.
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