The man's face was sickly pale, his cheeks were sunken, and he looked seriously ill.
However, his eyes were exceptionally bright, like stars streaking across the sky, full of determination and calmness.
Hearing the noise outside, the thin man wanted to speak, but as soon as his lips moved, he coughed violently before he could make a sound.
A flash of regret flashed in Bei Youya's eyes, and she hurriedly stood up and went forward to caress the thin man's back.
The thin man grabbed the wine bottle in front of him and drank several sips before his coughing gradually subsided.
Bei Youya pretended to be angry and said: "You are coughing like this, why are you still drinking?"
The thin man smiled: "You know me, only wine can cure my illness."
Bei Youya put more force on his hand: "You are calling it drinking poison to quench thirst."
The thin man patted Bei Youya's jade hand: "That's better than dying of thirst now, right?"
"Whatever you say makes sense."
Bei Youya snatched the wine bottle from the thin man's hand, slammed it down on the stone table, and said angrily: "You are not allowed to drink anymore today, or I will ignore you."
"Okay, okay."
The thin man looked doting on his face, "I won't drink anymore... I won't drink anymore, please don't be angry, okay..."
Only then did Bei Youya put a smile on her face again, and she hummed, "That's pretty much it."
At this time, Chu Tianshu's voice came from outside again: "Bei Youya, I am Chu Tianshu... I have something urgent to come to see you, please come out..."
The thin man squeezed Bei Youya's cold jade hand and said, "Let's go out and take a look."
Bei Youya frowned slightly, then shook her head and said: "I'm not going, I promised to spend the day with you today... Nothing is as important as me staying with you..."
As she spoke, she leaned down, hugged the thin man's neck tightly with her arms, and pressed her slightly cold face against the thin man's cheek.
The thin man gently stroked the hair on Bei Youya's head with his backhand, and then advised: "What if someone is really in an emergency?"
"Are you done yet?"
Bei Youya squeaked, "Do you want me to leave now?"
"Okay, okay."
The thin man pinched Bei Youya's delicate earlobe and said, "I won't say it anymore. Isn't it okay if I don't say it anymore?"
Bei Youya pursed her red lips and hummed: "That's pretty much it."
She straightened up: "It's too cold outside, shall we go in?"
The thin man stood up and took Bei Youya's hand, smiled and said, "Okay."
…
Outside, the guard shouted again: "I'm warning you for the last time, don't make any noise!"
Chu Tianshu frowned slightly.
He didn't believe that Bei Youya inside could not hear the loud sound just now.
This can only mean that Bei Youya refused to come out to see him.
No matter what happened or whom he faced, Chu Tianshu never bothered to stalk.
"Don't worry, I'll leave now."
Chu Tianshu smiled at the guard in front of him, turned around, lit a cigarette, and walked out.
He was afraid that the undead would find Hongfeng Villa, and he was so anxious to go back to protect Qiao Shiyuan that he didn't bother to delay outside.
Chu Tianshu's heart was filled with anxiety again, the kind of anxiety that was urgent to improve his cultivation.
I broke through to the ninth level of Red Flame before. Although I didn't think that I would be the top in China, I always felt that protecting myself and those around me was enough.
But he didn't expect that the enemies he encountered recently would be more perverted than the last.
On the way back to Hongfeng Villa, Chu Tianshu called Nangong Hehuan again.
When the call was connected, there was loud music coming from the other side, as well as the coquettish voices of women playing.
Nangong Hehuan was so drunk that her tongue was a little big, and she asked with a smile: "What?
Will my godfather come to celebrate the New Year with me?"
"New Year's Eve?"
Only then did Chu Tianshu remember that tomorrow was New Year's Day.
He flicked the ash from his cigarette and raised the corner of his mouth: "I can't compare to you, Young Master Nangong. I don't deserve to celebrate the New Year."
Nangong Hehuan smiled and said, "I knew you had something to do with me."
Chu Tianshu did not show off, and said directly: "No more nonsense, so as not to disturb Young Master Nangong's New Year's Eve, just give me the contact information of Luohan Hall."
"The contact information of Luohan Hall?"
Nangong Hehuan's drunken feeling disappeared instantly, "Have you met the undead again?"
Chu Tianshu smiled bitterly and said: "Many undead people have come to the north to look for me. Today I met one, who is suspected of being a duke."
"Holy shit."
Nangong Hehuan suddenly woke up, "What a big scene."
Chu Tianshu chuckled and said, "Young Master Nangong, do you want to come and join in the fun?"
Nangong Hehuan said with a smile: "I can't afford this kind of excitement. It should be reserved for the Godfather alone. I will give you the phone number of Master Zhide. You can contact him."
After saying that, the guy hung up the phone.
Chu Tianshu smiled and cursed: "No loyalty."
Soon, Nangong Hehuan sent a phone number.
Chu Tianshu directly clicked and dialed.
Soon, the call was connected.
From the opposite side, a young male voice came: "Hello."
From the sound of his voice, he looked like a teenager and was still in the process of changing his voice.
Chu Tianshu asked: "Is this the number of Master Zhide?"
"Yes."
The young voice on the other side asked: "What do you want to see my master for?"
Chu Tianshu said: "I have something to tell Master Zhide about the undead. It's very important. Could you please give the phone number to Master Zhide?"
The young monk opposite said: "Donor, please wait a moment."
Soon, Zhide's voice came from the mobile phone: "Hello, poor monk Zhide."
Chu Tianshu chuckled and said: "Master Zhide, I am Chu Tianshu."
"Benefactor Chu?"
Zhi De said in a deep voice: "Those who are not of my race must have different minds. The poor monk should still advise the donor to hand over the two ghost cultivators to the poor monk for salvation and keep the ghost cultivators by his side. It is also very important for the donor's relatives.
dangerous."
Chu Tianshu knew that calling the monk would not avoid the topic of the two ghost cultivators.
He hurriedly changed the subject: "Master, I called you today to talk about the undead."
Zhide asked in shock: "Did you meet the undead again?"
Seeing that he had successfully diverted the other party's attention, Chu Tianshu said hurriedly: "I just met a large group of undead in Beidu, and one of them is suspected to be the undead Duke."
Zhide's voice suddenly rose: "Are you sure?"
"very sure."
Chu Tianshu said: "It took a lot of effort for me to get away."
Before Chu Tianshu could ask for a request, Zhide said in a deep voice: "Can you trouble Master Chu to pay attention to the whereabouts of those undead?
I will take people to Beidu immediately."
Chu Tianshu immediately said: "Master, don't worry, in order to protect the people of Beidu from being harmed by the undead, I will use myself as a bait to lure out the undead."
"Amitabha."
Zhi De declared the Buddha's name, "Almsgiver Chu is a great righteousness."
"This is what I should do."
In order to prevent Zhi De from mentioning the two ghost cultivators again, Chu Tianshu continued: "I will find a way to keep an eye on those undead. Master, please leave as soon as possible."
After saying that, Chu Tianshu hurriedly hung up the phone.