"I can go anywhere." Qianye retorted, "Mengtairu made such a big fuss in the Rong family mansion, and the reward was only twenty thousand taels, and I have to pay 10,000 taels to the master. Isn't she just a pregnant woman?
I'll take a look to see if he's a monster. Only a fool would refuse if he has all the one hundred taels of gold in his pocket."
"You are not allowed to go anywhere." Wu Zhou said directly in a commanding tone.
Qianye suddenly turned around and said, "Hey, you are getting more and more excessive. I said I would accompany you, but I didn't say tie it to your belt. If you don't mind, just go with me."
"You can't go." Wu Zhou asserted.
"Why?"
"Because you're dying."
Suddenly, the room became silent. One person, one ghost and one demon were all frozen there, motionless, as if time had suddenly frozen.
Wu Zhou looked at Qianye, and Shan looked at Qianye, while Qianye looked at Shan, and then at Wu Zhou.
Suddenly he smiled and said, "If you don't like me making such money, just say so and don't try to jinx me, okay?"
"It would be worse to die outside."
Qianye's face fell, she looked at Shen, and pointed at the tip of her nose, "You also think I'm going to die?"
Death's face was ugly. It was originally a bluish-white grimace, but it suddenly became even paler.
In fact, he has seen Qianye's condition recently. He is getting weaker day by day, and he just tries his best not to let them notice.
And he also knew that if it was an ordinary injury, nothing would be a problem for Wu Zhou, but Wu Zhou did not take action for a long time.
The atmosphere suddenly became dull, as if Chiba had a terminal illness and had just been tried by an authoritative doctor. He was in the advanced stage of something...
Shi Ming took a step forward and said respectfully and seriously: "Young Master must have a way to prolong the lives of my family. Please give me your advice. Ming Ming will do it at any cost..."
"Why?" Qianye asked suddenly.
Wu Zhou didn't seem to want to answer their questions. He was sitting on the bed, quietly thinking about his own questions.
"Forget it, let fate die. You go and reply. I'll go back in two days...if I'm still alive." After saying that, Qianye turned around and continued to draw the spell on the talisman paper.
Shi also saw something, nodded slightly, and continued to pour the boiled water into the big wooden barrel.
A graceful mist began to linger in the room, and after closing the door and leaving, silence returned.
"You don't seem to care about how long you can live?" Wu Zhou's voice was full of displeasure. In his opinion, a person who is about to die should be shocked and cry bitterly, trying every means to find the hope of living, and
He wasn't so calm and turned around and continued doing his own thing.
He was dissatisfied with Qianye's reaction, but he was more concerned about whether Qianye could survive. She promised to accompany him.
Qianye shrugged, "Life and death are destiny, wealth and honor are in the sky. Instead of crying, it is better to finish what you are doing and wash away the remaining turbidity on your body, and you will feel much better. Washing away the turbidity is not a good thing.
It’s not that a heavenly master can’t do it, I’m afraid it’s not easy to meet a heavenly master like me.”
Wu Zhou was surprised. Although he still had the same slow tone, it made him feel a lot more comfortable for no reason.
She is dying, and she is still thinking about whether he is comfortable?
"Come and hug me."
Qianye sighed, turned around and stood up, the clouds were calm and the wind was light, but the circles under his eyes couldn't help but still be red.
He walked to the bed, took out a light body charm, thought about it, curled his lips with a smile, and stuck it on the tip of the ear on Wu Zhou's head.