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The boy fell to the ground, landing on his butt, and pain spread throughout his body.

It hurts...

The young man was in so much pain that he could hardly think. When his palms touched the cold ground, he was suddenly stunned.

Down... down?

The first zither floats down.

The young man raised his head, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes under his messy hair.

"Not a hallucination?"

Chuzheng reached out and touched his head. The soft hair made Chuzheng feel better, but the boy didn't feel so good.

"It's so cold..." He felt an ice cube placed on top of his head.

He was sore and cold now.

"Little beauty, little beauty, why have I offended you? Please forgive me." The young man softly begged for mercy.

Chuzheng retracted her hand: "Why are you hung here?"

The young man rubbed his arms to warm himself up and said in a low voice: "Master blamed me for running around and asked my senior brother to punish me, so they tied me up."

This is the most remote place in Taokong Mountain. He usually lives here alone, and even if he screams, no one will hear him.

"Little beauty, why are you here?"

"I should ask you this."

"I don't know." The young man shook his head blankly: "I suddenly saw you and thought it was an illusion."

The young man pinched himself, and he showed his teeth in pain: "It's not a dream."

Chuzheng: "..."

"Ah!"

The boy sneezed, sniffed hard, turned around and smiled again: "Little beauty, you must have come here to save me. You are such a good person."

When the young man said this, his eyes were shining.

Yes, yes, I am a good person.

However, there was no response from the King.

Chuzheng: "..." Little liar.

"Ah!" The boy sneezed again.

"Get up." Chuzheng stepped aside.

The young man got up, folded his arms, and limped inside. He did not forget to greet Chuzheng: "Little beauty, come in quickly, it's so cold outside."

The lights in the room came on, and Chu Zheng floated to the door but did not go in.

The room made her very uncomfortable.

The young man seemed to have thought of something, walked aside and tore off a few talismans.

"Okay." He threw the talisman into the drawer: "Come in quickly."

The talisman paper was torn off, and the discomfort disappeared.

Chuzheng floated into the room.

The room was simple, with a bed, a table, two chairs, and two old cabinets standing next to it.

"I usually live alone. It's a bit crude. You can sit wherever you like."

The young man's final voice sounded a bit lonely.

"It's quite crude." Chuzheng agreed with his words.

The young man smiled, seemingly helpless and indifferent.

The young man was not wearing the same clothes embroidered with dragon patterns that he saw last time. He was a little dirty.

He dug out the suit of clothes embroidered with dragon patterns in the cabinet and turned to look at Chu Zheng.

Chuzheng looked indifferent, what are you looking at me for? Something on your face?

The young man said: "Little beauty, do you want to see me change my clothes?"

Chuzheng: "..."

Chuzheng turned around, and there was a lot of chattering behind her.

"Okay." The young man's clear voice came. Chuzheng turned around. The young man put down his dirty clothes and stretched his hands and feet: "I feel much more comfortable."

The next second, he retracted his arm with a grin on his face.

He rummaged through the cabinets to find the medicine, wiped himself casually, sat down on the chair next to Chu Zheng, leaned on the table and looked at her, his chin pressed against the dragon pattern on his sleeves, which made his skin whiter and whiter.

"Little beauty, are you really a spirit?"

"otherwise?"

The young man tried to stretch out his finger and poked the back of Chu Zheng's hand. He retracted his hand and rested his chin on the back of his hand: "Don't you have any other impulses when you see me?"

"What impulse?"

"Just..." The young man thought for a moment: "Excited, excited?"

"No." Why should I have such an impulse towards you? Isn't this little liar something wrong after staying in the mountains for too long?

"Then why when other spirits see me, it's like seeing their long-lost brother or sister, and they want to tear me apart and eat me."

Chuzheng: "..." Your description is a bit interesting.

How could brothers and sisters be so cruel.

"Maybe you're easier to bully."

"..." The young man's face darkened slightly, and after a moment he murmured: "That's right."

Even the worst of his 'senior brothers' can get through a few fights with spirits.

He is the only one who has no ability other than seeing spiritual bodies.

"Little beauty, you are so beautiful. You are the most beautiful spirit I have ever seen."

Chu Zheng had a cold face.

Given how much he says he's a good guy, he probably doesn't mean it either.

"Why on earth am I here?"

Chuzheng looked at the boy, who was lying on the table and already asleep.

Chuzheng: "..."

Did you fall asleep immediately?

Chuzheng floated out of the room, then came back a moment later, put the young man on the bed, and pulled the quilt over him.

She should be on Peach Sky Mountain now.

——The suburbs of Dongfu City.

Even though she was not far from Dongfu City, she couldn't just appear on the mountain out of thin air!

Chuzheng drifted back to Dongfu City overnight, and encountered several mentally retarded spirits on the way. After wasting time, it was already morning when she found Murong Yi and Tang Yiyue.

Before she could do anything, she opened her eyes again and appeared in that old house again.

Chuzheng: "..."

What are you doing! !

Chuzheng kicked the table angrily.

The table was overwhelmed and fell to the ground, ending its service life.

Chuzheng: "..."

I just kicked it lightly, why did it fall down? This is porcelain! none of my business!

Chuzheng quickly pulled back her feet and retreated from Laoyuan to show that the matter had nothing to do with her.

"water……"

The boy on the bed murmured.

Chuzheng floated over, and the boy's little face was buried in the quilt, with only the side of his face exposed.

The side of his face was slightly red, and his hair was wet and stuck to his forehead due to sweat.

"water……"

Chuzheng looked around the room. Where was the water?

She set her sights on the carved wooden basin at the door...

[Little sister, please do something for me. 】The King is a bit collapsed.

"I'm not a human being, how can I do human things?"

[...] Miss, she is actually quite good, very good. Wangzhehao brainwashed herself, [Miss, go out and go down the path on the left. There is clean spring water there. 】

Chuzheng stared into the void with cold eyes: "You actually let me, a spirit body, wander around in a sect that specializes in catching spirit bodies?"

[...Miss, you are not afraid. 】Wang Zhehao is a little scared.

"Water...I want to drink water..." The boy's voice was hoarse and he pulled off the quilt in discomfort, revealing a crimson face.

Chuzheng glanced at him and left the room irritably.

When she came back from fetching water, she found a male spirit standing beside the bed, staring at the boy fiercely.

Chuzheng stood at the door and said calmly: "What are you doing."

The male spirit was startled, and in the next second, his fingers and nails stretched out and pinched the young man's neck.

When the male spirit was about to touch the young man's neck, a cold air penetrated, and the next second, the entire spirit flew out and hit the cabinet.

He pushed his body through the cabinet and rolled to the floor.

The male spirit's eyes were fierce and full of hostility.

"Smelly bitch, stop meddling in your own business!"

Chuzheng stepped forward and stepped on the male spirit's chest. The male spirit resisted twice, but was suppressed by Chuzheng. She bent down slightly and asked calmly: "What else?"