Yu Zhengzheng did not fall down after all. The woman in apricot skirt from the Ghost Sect wrapped her waist with a long white silk ribbon and pulled her up from the cliff.
With only a trace of consciousness left, Yu Zhengzheng hugged the woman in the apricot skirt and murmured in a low voice: "You are such a nice person..."
The woman scratched her head, a blush appeared on her chubby cheeks: "No, my master's Chixiao Sword is still with you. It's hard to find it if it falls down."
As she spoke, the woman raised her hand and pulled out the silver sword from under her collarbone. Bright red blood gushed out from her wound and pain instantly swept through her body.
Yu Zhengzheng: “…”
The sticky blood seemed to rush to her throat, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally she couldn't breathe and fainted.
She seemed to have had a very long dream.
In her dream, she had to pick up the remains of some scary-looking people every day. A group of people were shooting crazily with weapons in their hands. They called those ugly things zombies.
Some zombies had lost their arms, and some had their heads blown off. Her job was to clean up the zombie bodies so that her fighting companions could have a good living environment.
Her job was relatively leisurely, and to kill time, she would occasionally venture out to find some romance novels to read in abandoned bookstores.
In one of the books, there is a love-struck female supporting role with the same name as her. She has been silently serving the male protagonist for seven years. Not only does she serve him tea and water, do his laundry and cook for him, but she will also stand up to block the sword for him in dangerous moments.
Not long after, the hero went insane because of practicing martial arts, and when he was possessed by the devil, he pulled out the tendons and skinned the female supporting character and made her into a specimen. It was not until the hero woke up that he realized his feelings.
In order to save the female supporting role who still has a soul left, the male protagonist forcibly takes the female protagonist's heart blood and uses the blood to nourish the female supporting role's soul, but as they get to know each other better, the female protagonist can't help but secretly fall in love with the male protagonist.
After experiencing disfigurement, amnesia, and running away with the baby, the heroine became completely disillusioned with the hero.
After losing her, the hero gradually realized his feelings for the heroine. In order to win her back, the hero personally chopped off the last soul of the female supporting role and successfully got the heroine back.
The dream came to an abrupt end here. The white light in the mind suddenly disappeared, and Yu Zhengzheng was awakened by a shrill female voice outside the door.
She looked ahead blankly, scenes from her dreams flashing before her eyes. She felt a burning pain from the wound in front of her body. Those memories were like scattered beads, which were strung together again one by one.
Seven years, washing clothes, cooking, silently giving, blocking swords...
Even if Yu Zhengzheng was a fool, she could guess that she was the unlucky and infatuated female supporting character in the book.
Her past memories gradually revived, she touched her still healthy skin and couldn't help but burst into tears.
Fortunately, she remembered it early. If it was a month later, she would be a dried-up specimen now.
The people here are even more terrifying than zombies. In the apocalypse, if you are caught by zombies, the most you would get is a bite, but the eldest senior brother wanted to skin her alive and take out her bones, and finally chopped off her spirit with a sword.
When she thought of the sword, Yu Zhengzheng felt a sudden pain in her wound. She lowered her eyes to look at the wound that had been bandaged. The cold look in the eyes of her senior brother when she fell off the cliff vaguely appeared in front of her eyes.
How could such a dog man who would watch someone in need without helping her possibly like her
"Yu Zhengzheng, you're finally awake." The female cultivator who shared the room with her walked in from outside, holding a bowl of medicine in her hand: "Drink it while it's hot. The master asked you to go to the inner city to find him when you wake up."
Yu Zhengzheng slowly raised her head, stared at the blue and white porcelain glazed medicine bowl with her dark eyes, and narrowed her eyes slowly.
The head of Penglai Mountain is notoriously stingy. The outer disciples all use the lowest quality clay bowls. Such exquisite porcelain glazed bowls should not appear in the outer city.
A sentence from the original text flashed quickly through her mind—Yu Zhengzheng was framed in the inner city, knocked unconscious and sent to the Ghost Sect, replacing Yu Jiangjiang as the cauldron of the Ghost King.
Yes, Yu Jiangjiang received an invitation from the Ghost Sect and had to go there to interview for the position of Furnace Cauldron, but Yu Jiangjiang obviously did not want to be the Furnace Cauldron for the Ghost King.
So there is the subsequent plot. The original owner was sent to the Ghost Sect as a scapegoat. After going through untold hardships, he finally escaped back to Penglai Mountain. As soon as he came back, he encountered the eldest senior brother who had gone astray.
Yu Zhengzheng was unwilling to stay in Penglai Mountain any longer. She had no interest in being masochistic. Not to mention being skinned and boned, the pain from the sword stabbing her almost took her life.
She is not worthy of such a bastard as the eldest senior brother, so she should leave him to the lucky ones.
"Why are you in a daze? Drink it quickly, I still have to go to work!" The female cultivator's tone was a little impatient, and she urged urgently.
Yu Zhengzheng took the medicine bowl and slowly raised the corner of her mouth: "How many spirit stones did you receive from Yu Jiangjiang?"
The female cultivator replied subconsciously: "A piece of top-quality..."
After she said a few words, her face suddenly turned pale. She took two steps back, but when she remembered the harsh words Yu Jiangjiang had said to her, she stopped again.
If she fails to complete this task, Yu Jiangjiang will expose her adultery with Senior Brother Thirteen from the Inner City. Senior Brother Thirteen has already married, and the tigress in his family will tear her apart.
Yu Zhengzheng is weak as a kitten, but at least she still has some spiritual power. If she uses force, Yu Zhengzheng will definitely not be able to beat her.
Thinking of this, the female cultivator simply stopped pretending. She looked at Yu Zhengzheng with a sinister look on her face: "Do you want to drink it yourself, or do you want me to force you to drink it?"
Yu Zhengzheng glanced at her as if she was an idiot, and poured the ml魂ya0 in the bowl onto the ground with his backhand: "I want to pour it out."
Female cultivator: “…”
"Okay! Okay! Since you don't cooperate, don't blame me for being cruel." The female cultivator's face turned red with anger and she moved closer to the bed step by step.
The moment the female cultivator pounced on her, Yu Zhengzheng bent down and smashed the small porcelain bowl to the ground, then picked up the sharp fragments and pressed them against the female cultivator's neck.
She moved her fingertips slightly, and the porcelain fragments cut the female cultivator's skin. Trickles of blood slowly flowed down the porcelain pieces. The feeling of suffocation made the female cultivator look terrified.
Yu Zhengzheng had been used to being bullied since she was a child. Later, when she lived in the outer city, she was taciturn and looked like an honest person who was easy to bully. The female cultivator never expected that her counterattack would be so terrifying.
"Where is Yu Jiangjiang?" She lowered her body, with a faint smile in her voice.
The female cultivator pointed tremblingly in the direction of the inner city: "She is in her boudoir and hasn't gone out for several days."
Yu Zhengzheng lowered her eyes thoughtfully. Penglai Mountain was surrounded by the sea, and there was sea water within a radius of 500 miles. She had no spiritual power to steer the sword, and it was not easy to leave Penglai Mountain in this special period.
She is a weakling in this world of immortal cultivation, the kind that can be crushed to death at any time. It is simply impossible for her to reach the human world safely by herself.
In addition, Yu Jiangjiang was eyeing her covetously. If the leader helped Yu Jiangjiang deal with her, she would definitely not be able to defeat them, and would inevitably be kidnapped to the Ghost Sect in the end.
In fact, going to the Ghost Sect is not necessarily a bad thing, because the original owner was too weak, he was not chosen by the Ghost King.
After staying in the Ghost Sect for less than a month, someone took them to the human world. The original owner found an opportunity to escape back to Penglai Mountain while in the human world.
Instead of being so passive, she might as well take the initiative. It's just lying around in the Ghost Sect for a month to prepare for life in the human world.
Yu Zhengzheng smiled at the female cultivator and said, "You just want me to go to the Ghost Sect. Give me that piece of top-grade spirit stone and I'll go."
The female cultivator looked at her as if she had seen a ghost, and recalled the ugly incident between herself and Senior Brother Thirteen. After a long while, she gritted her teeth and tremblingly took out the spirit stone from her bellyband.
Yu Zhengzheng held the spirit stone which still carried the female cultivator's body temperature, and knocked the female cultivator unconscious with a backhand elbow.
She pulled out the eldest brother's white robe from the storage bracelet and gently draped it over the disheveled body of the female cultivator. She also pulled off the hairpin on the female cultivator's head and gave her a hairstyle like that of a fallen girl.
She wiped the blood on the nun's neck with a bed sheet, and in order to make the modeling more realistic, she was kind enough to pinch a few "strawberries" on the nun's neck.
After doing all this, Yu Zhengzheng packed her luggage. She didn't have much to take with her, only a pot of spiritual herbs.
Every cultivator with wood spiritual roots has a pot of spiritual grass. When practicing, they rely on the spiritual grass to absorb the wood spiritual essence. The better the spiritual grass grows, the faster the cultivator can practice.
If the spiritual herb is destroyed, the cultivator's cultivation will be completely lost, so this spiritual herb is the lifeline of cultivators with wood spiritual roots.
Yu Zhengzheng's spiritual grass was only the size of a bean sprout. Even though she watered it and exposed it to the sun every day, it still looked thin and malnourished.
Although one cannot cultivate immortality without a source of wood spiritual energy, it is better than nothing, so it is always safe to bring it with you.
Yu Zhengzheng put the spiritual herbs into the storage bracelet, raised his hand and gently patted the female cultivator's face: "I will help you and the eldest brother to find a marriage, which is better than you seducing a married man."
After that, she ran out of the house quickly, holding her chest and howling, "Oh no! Something happened to Lin Cui! Someone come quickly—"
It is now three quarters past the hour of You, or half past six in the evening. Most of the outer disciples come out to digest their food at this time and then go back to sleep.
Groups of female and male cultivators could be seen walking back and forth everywhere. When Yu Zhengzheng shouted, everyone was startled and looked in her direction.
People are gossipers by nature. They all walked towards her quickly. Seeing her crying with her hands covering her face, a male cultivator who was sympathetic to women couldn't help but ask, "What happened to Lin Cui? Didn't she go to boil medicine for you?"
Yu Zhengzheng pinched herself, and her eyes immediately filled with tears: "When I woke up, I saw Lin Cui lying on the ground in dishevel, as if she had been defiled..."
Upon hearing this, others no longer cared about comforting her and rushed into the house.
Yu Zhengzheng heard someone exclaiming, "Big Brother? This is Big Brother's clothes. Look, Big Brother's name is embroidered on the sleeve!"
"No wonder Yu Zhengzheng cried so sadly. It's true that you can't judge a person by his appearance. How could Senior Brother do such a thing?!"
She was afraid of being caught and questioned about the matter, so she took advantage of the chaos to jog away and entered the inner city before curfew.
The people guarding the city gate all knew her. Although her identity was in name only, she was the daughter of the sect leader after all, so they couldn't make things difficult for her.
The inner city of Penglai Mountain is somewhat like the capital of the human world. Even at night, it is still prosperous and bustling.
Yu Zhengzheng didn't go to look for that scumbag father. She had to go to the pharmacy first, use the top-grade spirit stone to buy some ml soul ya0, and go to the Zongshen Mansion to visit her senior brother.
The eldest senior brother's birthday was coming soon, and because he liked to play with walnuts, she used the 100 high-quality spirit stones that she had saved for seven years and bought him two warm jade walnuts.
She originally wanted to give him a surprise, so she hid the warm jade walnuts in his dormitory two days ago.
She usually didn't care about the things she gave away, but the warm jade walnut cost her a hundred high-quality spirit stones, and she felt painful just thinking about it.
Why should this bastard get away with it? She must get her things back.
Yu Zhengzheng walked slowly into the largest pharmacy in the inner city, calculating whether he should buy two more ml soul ya0 based on the amount for his senior brother.
At the same time, in Zongshen Mansion.
The man in black and the woman in apricot skirt knelt on the ground without saying a word. They had been kneeling for three hours, but the young man in white on the couch did not say anything, so they had no choice but to continue kneeling.
The woman in the apricot skirt was somewhat exhausted, her body was shaky and she looked like she would fall down at any moment.
The man in black couldn't help but speak: "Xiang Feng failed in his duty. I beg the king to punish him."
Occasionally, one or two crisp collision sounds could be heard in the silent bedroom. It was Rong Shang who was cooking walnuts.
I don't know how long it took before Rong Shang chuckled slowly, "Did you recognize me?"
Xiang Feng's already pale face turned even paler at this moment: "After the king slaughtered the Donghuang Dragon Clan, he disappeared for more than a thousand years. Xiang Feng came here on the orders of King Shura to kill the chief disciple of Penglai Mountain, but he didn't expect..."
Xiang Feng didn't say anything else.
Ever since the Ghost King disappeared, the Ghost Sect was taken over by the Shura King, and he was just here to carry out the mission.
Who knew that the Ghost King would suddenly transform into the chief disciple of Mount Penglai? Having not seen him for over a thousand years, how could he remember clearly what the Ghost King looked like
Rong Shang nodded slightly: "In that case, it is I who am wrong."
Xiang Feng denied it repeatedly, "For not recognizing the king, Xiang Feng deserves to die."
He raised his eyes nonchalantly, a gentle smile on his lips: "Since you know you deserve to die, then do it."
Xiang Feng's pupils shrank, and his thin fingertips clenched the hilt of the Chixiao Sword. His slightly trembling arms proved his hesitation at the moment.
The woman in the apricot skirt held Xiang Feng's hand, tears flashing in her eyes: "Master, don't..."
Xiang Feng patted her hand gently: "Shanshui, let go."
Shanshui didn't listen. She tried to grab the Chixiao Sword, but was pushed away by Xiang Feng with a palm.
Xiang Feng no longer hesitated. He drew his sword and stabbed himself in the heart. His move was steady and ruthless, leaving no chance for himself to survive.
At the moment when the sword penetrated the flesh, a walnut flew out from the inner chamber. The walnut was extremely cold, cutting through the air and knocking Xiang Feng's sword blade off balance by an inch.
The Chixiao sword pierced his ribs, and the sticky blood quickly soaked his black clothes. Xiang Feng looked at the Chixiao sword on his chest and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
The Ghost King has always had an unpredictable temperament, and he guessed that the Ghost King wanted to test his loyalty.
Fortunately, he made the right bet.
General Rong saw everything Xiang Feng said and did, and he kept smiling: "Who did this with the furnace?"
"King Shura, he said he found the whereabouts of the king and asked the Ghost Sect to prepare the furnace in advance to welcome the king's return."
Just as Rong Shang was about to speak again, footsteps were faintly heard outside Zongshen Mansion.
Soon, the footsteps were getting closer and closer. A slender black shadow was cast on the door. A thin bamboo tube quietly pierced through the window paper, and light white smoke blew into the bedroom along the tube.
Xiang Feng subconsciously wanted to draw his sword, but he saw Rong Shang narrow his eyes, his thin lips slowly raised, and he ordered him and Shanshui in a secret voice to stay on the beam.
The fog spread in the bedroom. Perhaps after a moment, the man outside the door called out cautiously, "Is the eldest brother asleep?"
Rong Shang raised an eyebrow, the voice seemed familiar.
It seems to be... that woman
Seeing that no one answered in the bedroom, Yu Zhengzheng pushed the door open and walked in with confidence.
Her purpose was very clear, and she went straight to the bed. Two days ago, she had a sudden impulse and hid the warm jade walnut under his pillow.
Yu Zhengzheng lifted the white curtain, looked at the unconscious senior brother on the couch, and reached out and patted him on the face twice with an expressionless face.
"You bastard, you look like a person with kidney deficiency, and you still want to skin me alive and make me into a specimen? You bastard, you will have no eyes when you give birth to a child in the future!"
The two people on the beam couldn't help but shudder when they heard this.
Yu Zhengzheng cursed a few words, then got back to work, fearing that the medicine wasn't strong enough.
She moved his body aside, turned over the jade pillow and looked for the warm jade walnut.
Strangely, there was no warm jade walnut she had hidden under the jade pillow. She turned the entire bed over and over but still couldn't find the warm jade walnut.
Just when she was feeling depressed, a pale and cold big hand appeared in front of her, and in the palm lay two white warm jade walnuts quietly: "Are you looking for it?"
Yu Zhengzheng nodded: "Yes, how did you know..."
Her words stopped abruptly, and she raised her head stiffly. The two looked at each other in the dark, their eyes shining brightly.