Chapter 282: Debts from previous lives are repaid in this life (2)
Qianye snatched another apple and stuffed it into Wu Zhou's hand, "Although the Demon King has the power to intervene in the affairs of the underworld, I believe that if Shu Jue's fingers are bleeding constantly, how can he think about doing charity work?"
Seeing that there were only two apples left in his arms, Su Shi hurriedly hid them behind his back, "What are you going to do, sir?"
"Even if I try my best to prevent Baigui from being disturbed, I'm afraid I can't stop Shu Jue from getting in the way, so... I don't have to give him face. Taking a step back will not make the world brighter, and I plan to make Shu Jue very angry.
He is so angry that maybe if he is not careful, he will suffer from Alzheimer's disease and will be unable to take care of himself from now on."
Shi nodded seriously, "My lord, you are right. You may really have such power."
"Then let me lend you a good word." Qianye said, after counting the things in the big bag one by one, he looked up at Wu Zhou, "Try the apple in your hand? It's sour and sweet, it's really good.
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Wu Zhou looked at the red apple in his hand. It was indeed bright and attractive, but he had no urge to take a bite.
On the contrary, he felt extremely puzzled by the miscellaneous things on the ground, "Are these... used to break the Bone-Eating Curse?"
"Maybe not, it's just that the ancestor wanted it." Qianye finally figured it out. No matter how high the Immortal Yinxuan is, he is not an alchemist. If he really takes this pile of things to refine and concentrate for Wu Zhou to drink, she also said
Will not agree to anything.
These things may be something that Yin Xuan wants to use himself, or maybe... they are given to his ghosts.
Mung bean cake, black cloth used for tailoring, luminous cups carved from fluorite, and even red wine that is extremely rare in this world were stolen from the home of a wealthy merchant...
And before, she bought a pair of shoes at the market according to the list... She had to think too much, unless Yin Xuan and Chu Luoyan's feet were the same size.
Want her to suddenly buy a bunch of things for Chu Luoyan?
How could Yinxuan's way of thinking be so strange?
Or maybe she is paranoid? After all, Yin Xuan had vowed before that these things were necessary to break the Bone-Eating Curse, and none of them were missing.
"Shi, please help me send this pile of things to Yin Xuan, and then tell him that I can still handle the things in the master's sect. I just want him to rest in peace and recuperate."
"Yes." Without saying anything, Shi picked up a big bag that was heavier than when he went up the mountain.
"By the way, please excuse me by saying that I have been too busy preparing for the return of hundreds of ghosts at night. So, you bought and found those things. I couldn't do it myself.
He is so tolerant."
Shen had no choice but to turn around and said, "What do you mean, sir, if these things really have nothing to do with breaking the Bone-Eating Curse, then I want to please the Patriarch and find these things to give to him?"
Shi Ye somewhat understood the meaning, nodded, and strode towards the cabin where Yin Xuan was staying.
Qianye took the last bite of the apple, then suddenly leaned down, pressed his lips precisely against Wu Zhou's, and pushed a small piece of apple between his teeth.
"You can try it if you don't want to eat it. You seem to have been in low spirits these past two days and you haven't even spoken much."
Wu Zhou held the apple in his mouth sluggishly, unwilling to bite it for a long time, letting the sweet and sour juice fill his mouth. The taste was not unpleasant, but he was no longer used to the feeling of eating.
"What's wrong?" Qianye knelt down and held Wu Zhou's hand. Looking at his extremely strange expression, he smiled slightly apologetically, "Spit it out. I won't force you to eat again."