"Woman, if I lose, I will be yours from now on, and I will let you do whatever you want! Hurry up, hurry up, get a contract for me to sell myself."
Ancestor Teng: "..."
Shen Qiqi: "..."
One person and one vine looked at each other.
Shen Qiqi had questions on her forehead and almost stumbled over. She thought to herself that this was the first time I met a master who was so eager to sell her.
Ancestor Teng was so excited that he burst into tears.
The contract of betrayal is good. Once you sign the contract of betrayal, the little bully will have his master to control him!
Although Miss Shen is a bit naughty, she still makes some sense.
In short, Patriarch Teng would rather deal with Shen Qiqi than the Dream Soul Beast!
He hurriedly volunteered: "I'll do it, I'll do it, I can write the deed of betrayal, and I'll help you two get it!"
He is the most experienced in getting this kind of deed!
After all, he had just signed a contract with Shen Qiqi before!
Ancestor Teng drafted and wrote, and soon got a deed of betrayal. After listening to him read out the contents of the contract, Dream Soul Beast bared its teeth and said to him unhappily: "No, no, you are the one who wrote the contract." no!"
Ancestor Teng's heart skipped a beat, thinking that this little overlord had come back to his senses and was now going to cheat, so he hurriedly accompanied him and said cautiously: "That's right, that's how it is written. This is how all deeds of sale are written! "
Dream Soul Beast spat: "Bah, that's bullshit! You only said that I sold myself to that woman, and that I will listen to that woman in everything from now on, and let that woman do whatever I want, but you didn't write where I will live or where I will eat. Yeah, who does all this belong to? Especially the piece of food, is it possible that after I sold myself out, I still have to worry about eating and drinking??"
Ancestor Teng: “…………”
That’s what it’s for!
He thought that the little bully in the world was going to play dirty and refuse to admit his guilt!
Patriarch Teng's heart suddenly fell to the ground when he mentioned it. He hurriedly explained with a smile: "After you sold yourself to Miss Shen, you will be Miss Shen's person from now on. Miss Shen will naturally arrange your food and accommodation. These are all agreed-upon things, there is no need to write them down deliberately."
Dream Soul Beast had his own worries. He stared into his big bull's eyes and said, "Bullshit convention!"
If there is no express agreement in the deed, you can regret it at any time!
He has to rely on that woman for his food rations for the next few hundred years. He can't let that woman go back on her word, he has to lock the woman with himself!
Dream Soul Beast said: "Quick, quick, quick, quickly add the line about who is responsible for the young master's eating and drinking issues!"
This kind of request was nothing to Patriarch Teng, but after all, the person who signed the contract did not talk about him. Out of respect, he still looked at Shen Qiqi first and asked for her opinion.
Shen Qiqi didn't care about this.
Isn't it just to take care of the dream soul beast's three meals a day? It's a trivial matter, so she, the rattan monster, nodded and indicated that there was no problem. The rattan ancestor then added the seemingly superfluous food and drink issue to the contract. superior.
This time, Dream Soul Beast was satisfied and signed the contract happily, and urged Shen Qiqi to sign quickly.
Originally, I just wanted the Dream Soul Beast to do a favor and go into my father's dream to see what happened to my father. He would rather fall asleep than wake up.
In the end, she only wanted a tree, but God generously gave her a whole forest - and gave her the Dream Soul Beast.
Just now, while Patriarch Teng was discussing the contract issue with the Dream Soul Beast, Xie Beiming gave her some additional information about the Dream Soul Beast.
Except for being a glutton, this Uncle Meng who was punished for being too gluttonous was pretty good in everything else. He was capable of dreaming in literature and able to carry a sword in martial arts. If he kept this man by his side, she would only gain and not lose.
Therefore, Shen Qiqi was quite happy about signing the contract.
The Dream Soul Beast watched helplessly from the side, with its fists clenched, its neck stretched, and its body tense, obviously extremely nervous.
It wasn't until Shen Qiqi put her name on the contract and added a drop of fingertip blood that the Dream Soul Beast clearly felt the connection between the two parties, and then he breathed a sigh of relief as if he had finally won.
Also breathing a sigh of relief were Ancestor Teng and the residents living at the bottom of the cliff!
These cliff-bottom residents, who had been bullied by the Dream Soul Beast for many years, all screamed with excitement the moment the contract was concluded.
Even the middle-aged monk, who was dignified, restrained and polite, was so excited that he couldn't help but draw his sword and dance when faced with such sudden happiness.
At first, Dream Soul Beast thought that everyone was happy for him, so he was quite happy too. However, he couldn't be happy anymore when they were smiling.
Because there was a child who was not deep enough in the ghost city, he pulled Patriarch Teng's sleeve and asked: "Grandpa Teng, Grandpa Teng, after the contract is completed, will the little bully in the world no longer come to harass us in our dreams?" We can finally get rid of him and live a peaceful and beautiful life, right Grandpa Teng?"
"..."
The Dream Soul Beast was so angry that it stretched out its big palm like a cattail leaf fan and was about to pick up the little ghost and beat him up.
Ancestor Veng hurriedly surrounded the child ghost with vines to protect him.
Shen Qiqi also spoke to stop him, and the kid escaped being beaten.
But he didn't dare to stay here anymore, so he was hugged by the middle-aged monk ghost and left first.
This was the first time that Shen Qiqi had seen the "harmfulness" of the Dream Soul Beast, and she was thinking that she would have to find a way to change this guy's bad habits in the future.
Therefore, in the near future, the most important task of Mr. Dream Soul Beast Meng every day is to sit on a small bench and read and practice calligraphy.
Read a book in exchange for a regular meal.
If you can still fully understand the meaning of a book after reading it, you will be rewarded with a luxurious meal.
After reading a book, not only can he fully understand the meaning of the book, but he can also write a thousand-word review after reading it. Shen Qiqi will reward him with the opportunity to order freely.
After going through this for more than ten years, Uncle Meng, who used to speak his mind and keep his mouth shut, and shake his fist at every turn, was transformed from a rude man by Shen Qiqi into an elegant Confucian scholar who could speak his mind.
After Dream Soul Beast's punishment period ended, Night Travel God recalled it. He looked at Dream Soul Beast, who was wearing a scholar's shirt and holding a folding fan in his hand. He was polite and smelled of books. He once wondered if he was hallucinating.
But this is all a story for another day, let’s talk about it now.
After Shen Qiqi subdued the Dream Soul Beast with her unique cooking skills, she first sent the guy and a bunch of delicious food into her own space, and then she took out the two pieces of food she won from the Dream Soul Beast. Even before she opened her mouth, Patriarch Teng knew what she was going to do.
Patriarch Teng asked: "Does Miss Shen still want to reinvent something?"
Shen Qiqi said with a smile: "The ancestor has a sharp eye, and the younger generation does have something to ask for."
She immediately told Patriarch Teng about Qingluo and Fourth Elder Shen.
Finally, Shen Qiqi said: "Of these two people, one is implicated by me, and the other is my beloved elder. I hope my ancestor can help and help them return to normal."
It’s just two tongues. It’s nothing to Ancestor Doteng. It’s just a piece of cake at most.
The rattan monster agreed to the matter without saying a word.