Fast Transmigration: Embarrassed

Chapter 4 Hero, Your Vest Is Off (3)

"Dong dong dong dong..."

A hasty knock on the door interrupted Chu Ci's wandering thoughts.

"Is the person inside still not finished? Can I trouble you to hurry up, I'm in a hurry, hey, can you hear me?"

The people outside urged, and then whispered: "Could it be that he fell ill in the latrine due to a sudden illness? That would be dangerous, why don't I kick the door open?"

In order to prevent people from outside from breaking in, Chu Ci hurriedly opened the door, and when he came out and looked up, he saw the great storyteller standing in front of him.

His leg has been lifted halfway, and when someone opens the door and comes out, he quickly retracts it...

For Chu Ci, who had fantasized about meeting the Great God countless times for the first time, such a fresh and refined encounter with a certain smell was beyond her expectation. There seemed to be a thousand divine beasts under the surface calm. gallop past.

The black-faced uncle's reaction was much more normal. He just touched his nose in a little embarrassment, opened and closed his mouth, and looked down carefully at the expression of the young man in front of him.

Probably seeing that there should be no problem with his physical condition, the uncle patted his shoulder with one hand, and lifted the other's chin with the other hand, helping him close his closed mouth.

Bypassing this strange boy, the uncle calmly walked into the toilet, closed the door gently, and put the latch on with a "click".

"Master, are you okay?"

Ling Ling asked worriedly. The master had not moved for a long time. Could it be that he was shocked by the glorious look of the God of War?

Chu Ci shook his head, his neck turned stiffly and made a "click" sound, and then mechanically took a few steps forward like a robot.

"Lingling, do you have a way to turn back time?"

Even in the face of such a great god with unknown attributes, she still wants to meet in a more decent and normal posture, woo woo woo (┬_┬).

"Go back to Master, I can't do it."

"Then can you erase people's memories?"

"That's fine, but I'm afraid I won't make it right, and I'll erase the master's previous memories."

Then the master doesn't remember the task to be done, and then, there is no more.

"It's not mine, it's that black-faced uncle's. Can you do it?"

Chu Ci's tone was full of surprise and anticipation.

"Uh... Well, although Great God Lu's magic power has been suppressed, he is a god after all, and my spiritual power can't affect him, otherwise I will directly use my spiritual power to save Great God."

Obviously, Chu Ci would have nothing to do with that.

Chu Ci suddenly remembered that old man Tianji said that the Lingyin Rope is also called the Ling Yin Rope, which can draw out the spiritual power of the Nine-Death Resurrection Grass sealed in her soul, and send it to Lu Li's remnant soul as nourishment for nourishment.

However, she must first gain Lu Li's trust. The more he approves of her, the better her spiritual power will nourish him. Otherwise, the result will be half the effort.

At that time, Chu Ci was furious, feeling that he had seen through a huge conspiracy: "Could it be that I am the legendary furnace!"

"The spiritual sound rope can absorb the surrounding spiritual energy to supplement your lost spiritual power, and it will not cause any harm to you at all." Old Man Tianji admired Chuci's rich associative ability.

Chu Ci bowed his head and thought for a while. If Lu Li is a mobile phone with a low battery, then she is a universal power bank, and the Lingyin Rope is a solar converter.

"Then how long am I going?"

"You know, 'Seven days in the mountains, thousands of years in the world', the plane in the tower is a derivative of the small world, and in the same way, you spend a thousand years in the tower, and only a few days in the heaven.

Good boy, as long as you work hard and persevere, you will be able to wake up the God of War as soon as possible, I believe in you! "

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However, at this moment, in this situation, Chu Ci felt that she could not trust herself.

Facing such a great god who took such an unusual path, and facing such an embarrassing first encounter between the two, it seemed that her reading experience in the previous life was of no use.

Just when Chu Ci was very entangled, the black-faced uncle came out of the latrine, and looked puzzled at the young man who was standing outside the latrine and hadn't left yet.

Chuci was in despair: who is she?Where is she?what is she doing
She should have left just now, and after a few days when he forgot about her, come back with another identity~
The uncle was very calm: "Young man, what's the matter with you?"

After asking, he pursed his lips and swallowed the rest of the words.

If it's all right, why does a young boy with such a delicate appearance stand at the door of the hut, staring blankly at a middle-aged uncle who looks like black charcoal?

emmm...it must not be what I thought (⊙_⊙)!

Seeing the great master gradually put away that caring and intelligent expression, embarrassment, shock, guard and many other emotions slowly appeared in his eyes, Chu Ci hurriedly interrupted the other party's brain supplement.

"Great God, ahem, ah no, uncle, I think you look very familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere. Oh, I remembered, not long ago I saw an old man who looked very similar to you at the end of the street The teahouse storytelling is coming.

By the way, there is also the Yipin Teahouse, the old man with the white beard who tells the story is very similar to you. "

"Oh, is that so?" The uncle didn't change his expression and his heart skipped a beat.

"I think what you are seeing is my father and my grandfather. Three generations of our family have been storytellers. It is passed down from our ancestors!"

"..."

Chu Ci made an awkward yet polite smile, but the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

The villain in my heart is furious, I believe your evil! (╯－＿－)╯╧╧

The uncle didn't seem to feel Chu Ci's embarrassment, and continued to chat with Chu Ci.

"I didn't expect that you would like drinking tea so much at such a young age, be so interested in storytelling, and be so destined to me."

Chu Ci's eyes lit up, and he replied enthusiastically: "Yes, yes, I have been particularly interested in storytelling since I was a child, and now I am lucky enough to meet you, uncle. It is really fate."

"Since we both think we hit it off, how about this? It's noon now, I wonder if you've had lunch yet, if you haven't, let's go to the Zhenwei Pavilion opposite the teahouse to have a light meal together, and have a good chat by the way, I don't know What do you think?"

Uncle actually warmly invited him, Chu Ci was overjoyed, and nodded quickly: "Okay, okay, I really haven't had lunch yet."

The two finally left the door of the hut together and walked towards Zhenwei Pavilion.Of course, the two went to wash their hands first. (ω)
　This is a chapter of flavorful text. (ω)
　　
　
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