There are only black, white and gray colors here, and all the ghosts have stiff expressions on their faces.
Qianye walked slowly with Wuju, and the ghosts coming and going around him saw the living souls, and slowly got out of the way with stiff faces.
There is a scent wafting in the street market, and it gets stronger the further you go. Logically speaking, the soul cannot smell the scent, but there is only one thing.
Chiba and Muju found Shou Po in a corner of the market. There were several straw boxes on the ground, the kind used to hold cake slices.
I don't know how old Shou Po is, but I only know that she is a stooped, skinny and short old woman. She always has a faint smile on her face, which makes her wrinkled face even more weird.
Shou Po raised her head and looked at the person standing in front of her. Her eyes were almost narrowed, and she suddenly opened her mouth and smiled, "Hehehe, it turns out to be Mr. Wu Zhou. I haven't seen him here in seven hundred years. Recently, I have seen him here."
How is it?"
"Give Yang Shou back to her." Wu Zhou said bluntly.
"Hehehe, Mr. Wuju is still as extraordinary as before. However, since he is a demon lord, he naturally knows that the old woman will never do unprofitable business. This is destiny."
Wu Zhou frowned, "Give Yang Shou back to her, the terms are up to you."
Shou Po narrowed her eyes and said, "Master Wu Zhou, you have so many people, why do you need to embarrass an old woman in the underworld? The old woman only sells cakes, when have I ever offended you?"
"Then you just refuse?"
Shou Po laughed and said, "Don't be angry, Mr. Wu Zhou. The old woman has a low status. How dare I offend you? However, even if the old woman wants to return Yang Shou to this girl, there is nothing she can do to help."
Wu Zhou's patience was a little exhausted, so he held Qianye's hand tightly and said, "Speak to me honestly, otherwise, I won't mind sending you to the animal realm to be reincarnated."
"Hahaha, Mr. Wu Zhou is scaring the old lady again. However, I'm afraid you have forgotten that this girl's life has been eaten by you. What should the old lady give her back?"
Qianye shook Wu Zhou's hand and sighed: "Wu Zhou, forget it, she is right."
In fact, it made Qianye feel sick to stop them from talking anymore. Shou Po's words, her Yangshou had been eaten by Wu Zhou, which was a bit scary.
Wu Zhou shook his head and continued to insist: "I will give you my life span in exchange for it, or I can cultivate my abilities."
Shou Po laughed and shook her head, "Master Wu Zhou is joking. Although you have a noble status, you are also a demon after all. The demon is Yin, and your destiny is not determined by heaven, so how can you have Yang Shou? Your cultivation level is even more unmatched by this old woman.
I dare to ask for it, but I can’t ask for it, and I can’t ask for it.”
"No one will make things difficult for you."
Shou Po still shook her head, "Actually, if Mr. Wu Zhou cares about this girl, there is no need to go to such trouble. There should be no need for the old woman to remind him. As long as Mr. Wu Zhou is willing, Yang Shou is really dispensable for this girl.
"
This sentence made Qianye confused. What does it mean to be willing to have no day? What does Yangshou mean to be dispensable?
Qing Shang said that Wu Zhou must have a way to prevent her Yang Shou from running out. She always thought that because of Wu Zhou's identity, Shou Po had to give her Yang Shou back to her.
But this sounds like it means that Wu Zhou has other ways to prevent her from running out of life and dying?
Shou Po stopped talking when she saw Wu Zhou, and slowly stood up from the ground, bent down and picked up a few straw boxes in front of her, "Old woman has never wanted to be a bad person, so please accept these boxes of cakes, Mr. Wu Zhou, as a filial piety from me.