"Porridge!" Mu Qianjiu's eyes were innocent, and she knocked on the empty bowl in front of her, "Look, didn't I eat it too? Is there nothing wrong with it?"
Chi Heng glanced at the porridge bowl in front of Mu Qianjiu, his eyes full of disbelief.
Anyway, he didn’t see anything. Has this woman eaten or not? Or does it depend on what she says!?
"Otherwise, next time, I will give you a different way of eating. We won't drink porridge. How about a soup to clear the stomach?" Mu Qianjiu thinks it is feasible. Master is so good at making porridge, so soup will definitely be no problem!
Chi Heng finally understood.
This woman was clearly seeking revenge on herself, but when he thought about it carefully, Mu Qianjiu had indeed reminded him just now that this was porridge to cleanse the intestines.
It's just that he was so busy eating at the time that he didn't think deeply about it...
"you.."
"Um?"
Chi Heng took a deep look at Mu Qianjiu, gritted his teeth and said, "You're so cruel!"
"Thank you, thank you." Mu Qianjiu knew that she couldn't hide this little trick from this guy, so she simply admitted that it was her own fault.
What's more, she has already said it very directly, this porridge is for cleaning the stomach.
It was Chi Heng who didn't take it to heart. He couldn't blame himself for this.
She was very merciful by not asking the benefactor's father to come over and cook a meal for Chi Heng himself. The most the master could do was diarrhea.
A few days of rest will be enough.
But what the sponsor’s father made was really deadly.
No matter what your constitution is, what poison you are immune to, or whether you are immune to all poisons, if you take one bite, you are guaranteed to foam at the mouth and feel like you are dying...
"I..." Before Chi Heng could finish his words, the energy came to him again, causing him to squeeze his legs even tighter, "This matter is not over yet, just wait for me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the momentum became stronger and stronger. Chi Heng's pupils shrank, he held the stone wall with one hand and covered his butt with the other hand, and slowly walked in a certain direction.
There is obviously nothing in his stomach, why is the feeling still so strong!?
If he does this a few more times, Chi Heng feels like sparks are coming out of his butt...
What on earth did you eat? Damn it!!
"Do you need help?" Mu Qianjiu stopped Chi Heng, "How about we chat?"
Chi Heng rolled his eyes, "Let, get out of the way!!"
"Help me translate a few words..." Mu Qianjiu summoned the bronze coffin and stood in front of Chi Heng, "If you don't want to translate, it doesn't matter, then you can go around by yourself."
Chi Heng, "..."
His prehistoric power is about to rush out of the gate of heaven, but he still has to go around...
"Okay..." Chi Heng looked at the bronze coffin, "It says... this female corpse is a goddess of the gods. She was taken away by the traitors of the gods and sealed in the bronze coffin..."
Mu Qianjiu vaguely seemed to have grasped something important, and asked hurriedly, "There's more!"
"And... get out of here!" Chi Heng's eyes turned red, "I can't hold it in any longer. If you don't get out of here, don't even think about asking me to translate for you!!"
Although Mu Qianjiu was a little reluctant, she was really afraid that this guy would not translate for her, so she hurriedly put away the bronze coffin. After exchanging three sentences for a bowl of porridge, she had already made a fortune!!
Goddess of the God Clan, godhead, sealed...
So this female corpse is really a god, but what does she have in her godhead?
Chi Heng's teeth were itching with hatred. He, Chi Heng, would be threatened by a woman one day, and in this way. Damn it!!
"Gululu..."
"Fuck!" Chi Heng cursed secretly, and just as he was about to rush in, his body suddenly shook, and he felt a familiar feeling on his head, "Crackling."
Chi Heng, "..."
Mu Qianjiu, "???"
Chi Heng knelt down directly and looked at the stone wall. There seemed to be a voice in his heart saying to him, just crash to death. If you crash to death, no one will be able to laugh at you...
He always felt that he had seen too many storms and waves, but there was nothing like shitting his pants...
"Well..." Mu Qianjiu pinched her little nose and looked at Chi Heng who was not far away, "Actually, I understand this. I can pretend I didn't see anything, really!!"
"Get out!" Chi Heng's voice was low.
"puff.."
"Crack, pop, pop..."
Chi Heng, "...."
Mu Qianjiu, "..."
In the next few hours, Chi Heng stayed in the stone house, neither coming out nor letting Mu Qianjiu in.
Mu Qianjiu held her chin and sighed.
Isn't it just pooping his pants? At worst, I can keep it a secret for him. As for hiding in there and not coming out?
Looking at the cold dishes on the table, Mu Qianjiu suddenly felt that she was a little too playful...
Just when Mu Qianjiu didn't know what to do, Jun Wuxie fell from the sky and saw Mu Qianjiu sitting there alone in a daze. A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, "Jiu'er."
In the stone house, Chi Heng immediately pricked up his ears when he heard Jun Wuxie coming.
If that woman dares to talk nonsense, don't even think about asking him to help translate a sentence!
wrong!
Don’t even think about a word!!
"You're here." Mu Qianjiu weakly agreed, and then continued to stare at the female corpse in front of her in a daze.
Her mind is now full of "godhead". If it is said that her godhead was taken away, that's why she was sealed in the bronze coffin.
Does that mean that as long as she regains her godhead, maybe she can be resurrected!?
Seeing Mu Qianjiu's distracted look, Jun Wuxie frowned slightly, "He bullied you?!"
"No..." Mu Qianjiu's eyes moved and looked at Jun Wuxie, "Have you finished all the matters over there?"
"Yeah." Jun Wuxie nodded slightly, looking in the direction of the stone house with his narrow eyes, "Why didn't you see that guy?"
Hearing Jun Wuxie ask about him, Chi Heng almost pressed his body against the wall, fearing that Mu Qianjiu would tell anyone about his pants.
For a moment, Chi Heng even considered killing someone.
After all, only the mouth of the dead is the most reliable. Mu Qianjiu is only a small immortal. If he really wants to kill her, it will be easy!
Even if Jun Wuxie hears the movement, he is 90% sure that he can break the woman's neck before Jun Wuxie arrives...
Mu Qianjiu also glanced at the stone house and said, "Here, it's inside."
Jun Wuxie just glanced at me lightly, then withdrew his gaze, "Jiu'er, I'm not with you these days, do you miss me?"
"Yeah, I think so!" Mu Qianjiu stared at Jun Wuxie, "Father of the sponsor, how about you cook me a meal?!"
"Cooking?" Jun Wuxie's eyes were suspicious, "Jiu'er, you mean to ask me to cook for you?"
Mu Qianjiu nodded repeatedly, then pulled Jun Wuxie to the place where she was cooking, "Dad, the sponsor, show your skills!"
"This..." Jun Wuxie was hesitant, but when he saw Mu Qianjiu's expectant eyes, he compromised, "Okay, since Jiu'er wants to eat, I'll show my hand!"
"Dang Dang Dang!"
Soon the sound of chopping vegetables came from inside.