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Chuzheng settled Jingpo first, then returned to the river to take care of the undead man there.

After returning home, Jingpo was still sitting in the coffin.

"You don't want to eat?"

Shocked and speechless, Popo hugged his knees, his long silver hair blocking his little face.

Chuzheng took something to the side and said, "Eat something?"

Jingpo ignored others, and Chuzheng felt helpless.

I don’t know what kind of bad temper this is.

calm!

I can!

Where's my card!

If I don’t pamper him, who will!

Chuzheng jumped directly inside, sat opposite him, and put the food to his mouth.

Jingpo slowly looked up at her.

"If you don't eat, I will force you to drink." Chu Zheng threatened fiercely.

"..."

Shocked, his lips squirmed and he opened his mouth.

Chuzheng: "???"

OK!

Hello!

-

Chuzheng didn't ask about the little episode by the stream, and Jingpo didn't mention it again.

The two continued on their way.

Jingpo finally asked Chuzheng after he had been walking for several days: "Where are we... going?"

"Where do you want to go?"

"...Wuyin Town."

Wuyin Town? Where? Never heard of it at all...

"What to do?"

"...looking for medicine."

"Oh." Then go.

"I... can go by myself, I'm fine." Jingpo rarely said such a long sentence: "Thank you... thank you for taking care of... me."

Chuzheng: "..."

Aren’t the injuries on your legs and head all caused by me?

He is indeed a fool.

Let him go out like this and be deceived in no time?

If I want to cheat, I can only cheat, how can I cheat others!

"I'll take you there."

"No……"

Chuzheng glanced at him. The little girl always looked fierce. She was shocked that the next words were stuck in her throat and she couldn't say them out.

"That's it."

"..."

Jingpo squeezed his palms and walked forward with his head lowered.

"How about you go sit inside?" Chuzheng pointed to the coffin behind.

Pull me to walk faster!

At the speed of a good guy, even a tortoise is faster than him!

Jingpo shook his head and said he didn't want it.

"Why...you...are...bringing..." Jingpo frowned in distress, as if he didn't know how to describe the coffin: "It?"

"I'm gone without it."

"???"

Jingpo clearly didn't understand.

"I get physically weak if I'm away from it for any distance."

Jingpo blinked: "You... just... told me that?"

"Can't you say?" Chuzheng asked confidently, as if saying it was the right thing to do.

But……

The young man intertwined his fingers and whispered: "I...if I were a bad person...and stole it...according to what you said...you would be in danger."

"oh."

Jingpo: "..."

She ‘oh’ what?

Before Jingpo could figure out what Chu Zheng said "oh", he heard her ask again: "You're not a doctor, do you know what's going on?"

Jingpo glanced behind him and saw that the coffin was pitch black and there was no material to be seen.

He had been in contact with the coffin for a short period of time, but he didn't notice anything wrong.

"I...have never heard of such a thing. But when I go back...I can... help you look through the book and check it out."

"Oh." Chuzheng paused, then thought of something, and added: "Then I'll trouble you."

Doesn’t this make it legitimate to be with him?

"No...it's not troublesome." The young man lowered his head.

-

Jingpo couldn't tell where Wuyin Town was.

Chuzheng is so crazy that she dares to wander around even if she doesn't know where she is?

Jingpo didn't have any cultivation at all, and he didn't have the strength to tie a chicken with his hands.

There was a town ahead, and Chuzheng planned to go there to ask for directions.

Before going in, Chuzheng stopped and pointed at Jingpo's scalp.

"Isn't your hair going to change back in seven days? Why hasn't it changed color yet?"

Jingpo held a strand of his hair and was also a little confused.

After a moment, Jingpo seemed to have thought of something, so he opened the box and took out the golden vial.

After Jingpo opened it and looked at it, he whispered: "But... it may take some time."

As for how long, Jingpo is not sure.

Chuzheng's head was full of questions: "What's the principle?"

Jing Po tilted his head in confusion, not understanding Chu Zheng's question.

"Why?"

Jingpo knew that Chuzheng had seen it that day, but she didn't mention it, so Jingpo pretended not to know.

Jingpo bit his lower lip and said, "After... the sequelae." He drank too much medicine.

Chuzheng: "..."

The pot of feelings is also your own.

Chuzheng decisively changed the subject.

-

Although there is no tradition in Jiuzhou Continent to identify demons by hair color, a young man with silver-white hair is still a bit eye-catching.

So Chuzheng got a cloak for Jingpo to wear outside.

Once the hood is on, the silver-white hair cannot be seen unless you bend down to look down.

This town is called Jinchan Town. There is a huge stone sculpture at the entrance of the town, which is a golden cicada.

Jin Chan should be a World of Warcraft. I don’t know why people in this town want to erect a stone sculpture of Warcraft here.

Chuzheng dragged the coffin into town.

Jingpo was tightly wrapped in a cloak, like a walking white silkworm cocoon, nothing could be seen.

Chuzheng is already eye-catching, but with the addition of a coffin, it becomes even more eye-catching.

As soon as she entered the town, someone suddenly pointed at her and shouted: "Shen Yin!"

Chuzheng: "???"

Chuzheng realized that Shen Yin was the name of her current body.

"ah--"

The town, where people were coming and going, became empty in an instant after the 'deep sound' came out.

The scene was like bandits entering the village.

Um……

This situation was a bit unexpected, and Chu Zheng didn't know how to react.

What crazy things has she done with her body now?

Jingpo tilted his head to look at Chu Zheng.

"What are you looking at?"

"them……"

"I don't know, you're crazy."

"……oh."

Jingpo didn't show any doubts anymore, and seemed to agree with Chu Zheng's statement obediently.

Chuzheng asked Jingpo to wait where she was. She went to the nearest store and grabbed someone out.

The man was so frightened that he lost all his blood and collapsed on the ground. There was only one word in his mouth: "Spare my life, spare my life..."

"I won't kill you." Chuzheng stood in front of the man with her arms crossed: "But you have to answer my question."

The man raised his head carefully and swallowed: "...Really, really?"

Chuzheng nodded seriously, "Really."

"You ask, you ask, as long as I know I will tell you." The man seemed to see the hope of living.

"My name is Shen Yin?"

"……"What is the problem?

Although he felt strange, the man nodded.

Chuzheng continued to ask: "Where do I come from?"

Is this person testing himself? The man replied tremblingly: "Devil...Devil Mountain."

"Magic Mountain? Where is it?"

"No...I don't know. You...said yourself that you are from the Magic Mountain." How did he know where the Magic Mountain was!

"..."

OK.

Chuzheng asked the most important question: "Why are you so afraid of me?"