Chapter 4 Mutual Compromise
A sudden voice came from the stone house. It was the youngest among the three female monks. The voice was crisp: "I'm hungry, Sister Luo, do you have any food?"
The female monk named Luo Zhiyun seemed to be angry: "Ye Xiaowan, you have eaten all the food you brought out by yourself! You usually ask you to practice well, but you just don't listen. You will be hungry and pull your legs when you come out!"
Ye Xiaowan was not discouraged, and rushed to another senior sister, just acting coquettishly: "Sister Zeng, do you have any snacks there?"
The oldest Zeng Jing sighed: "You also ate the last pastry yesterday. Now I still ask me if I want it, will I change it for you?"
Linghu Zhenzhen's fierce eyes instantly subsided, and she turned around and walked into the house quickly. Unexpectedly, Zhou Jing woke up, leaning against the wall and rubbing his eyes. When he saw her, he was stunned: "You haven't left yet?"
They actually thought she would leave. She came to this ghost place where it rained all day long and stayed for half a month. It was impossible for her to go back empty-handedly.
But this is not important at the moment.
Linghu Zhenzhen placed the water next to the three female monks, reached into her sleeve, took out a stack of dried biscuits wrapped in white paper from it like a magic trick, and handed it over without hesitation.
"A penny per piece of cake." Her tone seemed to be selling cakes, "Add a gift fee of one liter, a total of two liters per piece. Do you want it?"
Qin Xi followed in and pronounced it word by word: "What does human, love, and expense mean?"
Linghu Zhenzhen had no good expression on him: "I can give it to the cake or not. Giving it is a favor."
...What's this?
Zhou Jing looked at her with special contempt: "It's just that I have no shame and no shame to ask for money, what kind of favor!"
What's wrong with asking for money? Linghu Zhenzhen was so angry at these two scoundrels that she was about to scold them with a little harsh words, Ye Xiaowan had already stuffed a handful of money and smiled at her with bright eyes: "Six dollars, Miss Linghu, thanks to you here. Thank you."
That’s right, look at these female monks, and they are more of them.
Linghu Zhenzhen's face cleared a little, and when she turned her wrist, the copper plate had been put into her pocket. Seeing the two scoundrels looking at her, she spoke viciously: "I owe me sixty, scoundrel!"
After saying that, she ran very fast, running wildly like running for life, and in the blink of an eye she ran out of the stone house.
I had fifty-five in the afternoon, but in the evening it suddenly turned into sixty-five in the morning. It was indeed a blackmail that was raising prices! Zhou Jing was angry: "She was still excited! She turned around and took the fruits, and I crushed them one by one for her to show them!"
Although he ran fast, Linghu Zhenzhen still heard this sentence clearly, so she tossed and turned that night and couldn't sleep well. She kept dreaming that the Luanmu Fruit was destroyed in front of her by various methods. When she woke up for the last time, she could no longer sleep, so she turned over and jumped out of the hammock.
Look at the sky, it is still gloomy and sad. I am afraid that the hour of Mao has not yet arrived. But it is good that the two scoundrels actually want to crush the fruits one by one. Today, if the fruits are ripe, she will pick them immediately. She will hold them for half a month. She cannot be called a prodigal scoundrel who snatches food from a tiger's mouth.
Putting the hammock into the sleeve bag, Linghu Zhenzhen pulled her legs and left. Suddenly, she heard a sigh from the stone house. It was Luo Zhiyun's voice: "Senior Brother Zhou, didn't you say you didn't care about men or women before? Why are you taking it more attention now?"
Zhou Jing stood opposite, and his white clothes became clean and spotless overnight, setting off his peerless beauty-like face. At first glance, he looked like a tall and slightly stronger woman.
He seemed to have changed his personalities and was very cautious: "You have many inconveniences in your injuries, sorry. I can go down the mountain and ask for a doctor for you."
Luo Zhiyun begged: "We beg you, Senior Brother Zhou, we must get the Luanmu fruit, and we can't even heal the wound. Senior Brother Zhou really bears the will of us to run for nothing? What's more, it rains here all day long, how can we recover from injuries for a long time? We even run out of food."
As soon as he finished speaking, Linghu Zhenzhen's gentle voice sounded: "It is also effective to eat raw Luanmu fruit."
As she said that, her water-green figure slowly walked over and her eyes swept across the female monks. The three of them had broken thigh bones and were sitting and unable to move.
"As long as it is not a fatal injury, eat a lute fruit and you will be cured within three hours."
She repeated the master's words like an inscription, and said, "The fruit of Luanmu may be ripe today. I will get three more for you, and each person can give me ten cents."
No, what happened to this person? Zhou Jing looked at her with special disgust. He kept talking and said nothing but money, and he didn't want much. The few words were just a smell of trying to blackmail. When he turned around, he really got the fruit. He was sure that the blackmailer would have to raise the price again, and he might be able to say a hundred or two per p.
"Let's leave it to our Taishang Mai."
Qin Xi's voice sounded not far behind him, and Linghu Zhenzhen immediately jumped three feet away. The man always appeared silently behind him, which was so annoying.
He looked like he had already gotten up, and he had changed his clothes. His light water color looked like a long hair in the misty mountain rain and water vapor, and his eyebrows and eyes were as vague as paint. The monk was proficient in the mantra, and the huge raindrops were not wet even a single hair of his hair. It was particularly refreshing and neat from head to toe.
"Everyone is a cultivator of the Central Earth Immortal Sect. He should help each other when he goes out. Brother Seven and I will get the fruit for the senior sisters, so we don't have any money."
He made the word "no money" quite serious.
Zhou Jing winked at him, and his junior brother was stunned again. Haven't he heard the saying "Severe money from others is like killing his parents"? This woman was not angry yesterday, but did not mean that she was not angry today. Maybe she would start cursing immediately.
Linghu Zhenzhen indeed showed an angry look, but opened her mouth and said, "What about the rest? Or is it rotten?"
Qin Xi slowly pulled his hair and answered the question: "Since you haven't left, why don't you wait anymore? After we get the fruit, we will send you down the mountain?"
He really planned to ask her to watch them ruin the fruits with his own eyes, so he gave up, right?
She was so angry that her chest hurt, she turned around and wanted to leave, but suddenly she heard him say, "I'll get some water."
Linghu Zhenzhen suddenly turned her head. Sure enough, seeing him going to get the clay pots in the stone house, she jumped up "swoosh" and moved like a rabbit. She rushed over and grabbed all the empty clay pots and made the move to put them in her sleeves. She actually took them in, and she didn't know where they were hidden.
After robbing her, she ran away faster than last night, and said angrily: "The clay pot is mine and you are not allowed to use it!"
Before he finished speaking, he felt Qin Xi chasing behind him. Linghu Zhenzhen thought he was going to do something, and her hair stood up all over her body, and her fingers immediately buckled on her sleeve bag. Who would have thought that he would always follow behind slowly, and it didn't seem like he was going to fight.
It is naturally the best not to fight, but she has always disliked someone behind her, let alone this rogue, who is just killing him with her eyes.
Qin Xi stared at the dark wood carving bracelet on her right wrist, which was densely painted with silver ink, and it was a treasure that blessed the Qiankun method in her sleeve. No wonder she had empty hands but nothing was missing. The clay pot of a large size could be contained in her arms.
Only craftsmen can do this thing, which is very rare, and even a wealthy family may not be able to use it.
He looked at her clean face and clothes again. He stayed in the ghost place of Yunyu Mountain for many days and was still so clean. She was not a monk, so she should have something like rain sheltering talisman on her body.
What is this? A blackmailed woman with a bunch of priceless talismans and treasures on her body?
There are indeed many strange people and strange things in the Great Wilderness.
Seeing that Linghu Zhenzhen's eyes were almost spitting out of fire, he smiled and asked innocently: "What?"
Her voice suddenly became cold: "Don't follow me."
He either wanted to follow or didn't recognize his way.
Qin Xi looked around, but fortunately, the luan wood in Yunyu Mountain was very tall, and the leaves were of different color, which was very conspicuous. He jumped, floated up the tree lightly, and said, "Then I'll go first."
After saying that, he jumped up gently again. I don’t know if it was the wind holding him or if it was really invisible wings, but it rushed out several feet in the blink of an eye.
Zhou Jing saw them running away one after another, but did not chase them.
Yuan Xi is a person who can most of the time, but he has a line of moody and unstable rules, and no one knows what happens to the line. He has to scold the woman according to Zhou Jing's own temperament. It is enough to get angry after he gets angry. The fruit will definitely be given to her, but this ninth junior brother is really hard to say.
Forget it, it’s better to give the blackmailer some anger, he will go there later.
Zhou Jing took the copper pots of the female monks and went out to fetch water. When he came back, he saw Ye Xiaowan looking at him with a smile. Her face was extremely sweet, and her eyes were even more able to speak. He was so uncomfortable that he frowned and said, "What's the matter?"
Ye Xiaowan said: "Senior Brother Zhou looks much better when he put on his clothes."
It's really a world of decline. Nowadays, the little girls are either blackmailed or verbally polite. He is not hurt or tortured now, so he is naturally too lazy to talk nonsense with her and just pretends not to hear it. Unexpectedly, she suddenly takes out two strings of copper plates and handed it over.
"Senior Brother Zhou, no matter what, Miss Linghu saved us. Thanks to her every day to deliver water. You can take this money as a favor to repay her. Secondly, I would like to thank you for helping you get the fruit."
This was the first time Zhou Jing heard her say such serious and decent words, but she was stunned for a moment. She took the copper plate and weighed it. It was about 60 cents.
He was silent for a moment, and a smile appeared on the beauty's face: "Thank you then."
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Today, the vine demon is still sitting in the old place. When he saw the person coming, he looked not very good-looking. His eyes were circling for a while, and suddenly pointed to the branches and leaves on the top of his head. The small white flower buds bloomed one by one, revealing the cherry-sized ripe fruit inside. The color is like frost, and it is bright and cute.
He smiled and said, "The fruit is ripe today. Where is that little girl? She has deceived many people and beat me up these days. I promised to pick a few fruits for her."
Qin Xi seemed to have not heard it. The tiny jade ring between his hair shook slightly, and the large string of lunate fruits hidden behind the tender green branches and leaves were instantly cut off by Qingguang and fell steadily in his palm.
He cut all the fruits slowly and lightly.
The vine demon suddenly felt fearful and wanted to get back to the vine body, but saw Linghu Zhenzhen running towards the place in the dense rain curtains. He immediately felt energetic and shouted: "You are here! If you beat this monk, I will rob you..."
Chapter completed!