Chu Qing groaned, the power emitted from the scroll just now was too great, even if he forcefully tore open the barrier and walked in, he wouldn't be hurt. He held back the sweet taste in his throat and quickly returned to the room.
"Damn it." He cursed as he rubbed the injured area.
"You, you, really caused a bloody storm in the world, and made so many heroes bend for you." He threw the scroll on the table and shook his head helplessly.
The more he looked at him like this, the more unwilling he became. Why couldn't he conclude a contract? He recalled the movements and chants made by the thief before, and he closed his eyes and learned them.
The sound of chanting a spell sounded, and the scroll trembled slightly on the table, then jumped into the air and glowed. Chu Qing felt his eyes light up, and he was overjoyed. It seemed to be a success.
Chu Qing continued to chant as he remembered, feeling bursts of pain in his chest. The injury he suffered just now has not healed yet, and now he was chanting the spell forcibly, which really made it worse.
Then let's forget it for now. So he thought.
He stopped chanting, but the pain in his chest still didn't stop. He felt a fishy-sweet taste coming from his throat and he spurted a mouthful of blood on the scroll.
It's okay that no blood spurted out, but when a mouthful of blood spurted out, the light from the scroll became even brighter, shaking Chu Qing so hard that he couldn't open his eyes, making the night as bright as day.
"Hmm~"
Chu Qing felt like something was tingling on his shoulder, and bursts of teriyaki sensation came from the pain. He almost fainted from the pain, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.
I don’t know how much time passed, but the scroll lost its light and fell to the table with a clang. Chu Qing had no time to pay attention to the scroll. He fell on the floor and fell into a deep sleep.
Chu Qing suddenly sat up from the ground. He wiped his face. When it touched his shoulder, he frowned in pain. Things before he fell unconscious came back to his mind.
Strange, this is really too strange.
He looked in the mirror for a long time, and when he saw a mark on his shoulder, his eyes suddenly opened wide. What was going on
"Did I make a contract with the scroll?" He repeatedly looked at the mark on his shoulder in surprise.
It all happened too fast, and he couldn't fully accept it.
Before, he just chanted like a thief, but what happened next? He spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
He touched his chin, thinking about how to conclude a contract with the scroll. It can be said that he got it without any effort, everything was God's will.
"Ha ha ha ha... ... "
Chu Qing couldn't stand his smile for a long time, and he couldn't help but feel happy. Happiness came too quickly. "It seems that God is taking care of me, Chu Qing."
"Master of the house."
Huaiyu knocked on the door gently. Chu Qing had been in the room last night. He made a sound just now. He couldn't wait to come over, for fear that something would happen to Chu Qing.
Chu Qing opened the door and looked at Huaiyu with a smile. Just as he was about to tell him the good news, he saw the guard rushing over in a hurry.
"Master, the thief escaped from prison."
"What?" Huaiyu hurried outside, and Chu Qing held his hand.
"What does the thief want? It's nothing more than a scroll. He will fall into a trap."
Chu Qing saw clearly, and now that the thief was of no use to him, it was time to discard him.
As Chu Qing expected, the thief went straight to his yard half an hour later.
"Do you still want to go there?"
Chu Qing walked out from behind the thief and grabbed the thief's shoulders. "Just go ahead and capture me. I, Chu Qing, have a yard where you can come and leave whenever you want."
"you... ... "
The thief looked at Chu Qing and backed away suddenly, as if he knew something. Chu Qing hit him on the shoulder and tied him up immediately.