Chapter 8

It's been more than a month in the blink of an eye...

During this period, Ji Bochang had nothing to do and retreated for a few days, supplemented the chapters of "Taoyuan Travel Notes" for the next two or three years, and delivered them to the shopkeeper Mo Yunxuan as a manuscript.

When the old shopkeeper received the thick stack of manuscripts, his eyes almost popped out...

Ask again and again if you have encountered any difficulties, if you want to pay for the silver ticket first, and so on.

After all, he used to beg his grandfather to sue his grandmother for the monthly update of "Travel in the Taoyuan", and he often delayed the draft. Now Ji Bo often handed in the manuscripts for two or three years at once, so he couldn't help being nervous...

They were old acquaintances for many years, and Ji Bochang didn't show any politeness to him, and slipped away after extorting more than a hundred pieces of low-grade spirit stones from his Mo Yunxuan.

After finishing his experience in the 'Chunyin Lair', he returned home refreshed.

Originally thinking of resting his mind, he never opened the door and saw Wen Ruyu in his bedroom, sitting by the window sill, sipping tea, and looking at the practice exercises he wrote in his spare time.

"came back?"

Wen Ruyu glanced at him indifferently from the corner of the eye, closed the book and took a sip of tea from a cup, and said to herself, "Your practice is interesting."

"..."

Uncle Ji saw that it wasn't "Traveling in Taoyuan" that she saw, so he was relieved at the moment, and replied: "The younger generation has shallow cultivation and little knowledge, so I just write something for self-entertainment in my spare time."

"It's a good habit."

Wen Ruyu nodded slightly, then seemed to think of something, looked at the layout of the bedroom and asked with a half-smile: "I remember the last time I came, there were some hagana puppets on your bedside, why did they disappear?"

"I……"

Ji Bo often heard that his toes curled up and he wanted to break the soles of his shoes, so he explained embarrassingly, "Well, those hagana puppets were actually made by a friend of the younger generation."

"Ordered by a friend?"

Wen Ruyu was surprised, and smiled meaningfully: "The relationship between you and your friend is not bad."

"It's not bad..."

"I see that the puppets are exquisitely crafted, and the matching clothes are even hard to see the stitches. It can be seen that you have put a lot of thought into your friend."

"Friends, of course you can't fool others..."

Ji Bochang only felt a little tingling in his scalp, and then he seemed to think of something, took out a bag of Lingshi, shook, and said, "No, he came to pick it up a few days ago, and he was very satisfied. Ten spirit stones as a reward."

"Oh~"

Wen Ruyu saw that the bag of spirit stones cost more than a hundred yuan at least, so she just smiled meaningfully and didn't say anything more.

"I have almost gathered the materials needed to refine the puppet, and I have also entrusted someone to refine the core made of paulownia wood."

"..."

Ji Bochang seemed to have thought of something, and asked meaningfully: "It shouldn't be cheap, right?"

"It's not cheap..."

Wen Ruyu nodded, seeming to be nostalgic, but also sighingly said: "I have sold everything that can be sold, and I owe a favor. It's really not cheap."

"..."

Uncle Ji couldn't help being taken aback when he heard the words, then he frowned slightly and asked, "Forgive me for talking too much, just for a puppet, is it worth it?"

"There is no way out, you don't understand."

Seeing that he was still concerned about her, Wen Ruyu just smiled and shook her head, but didn't explain much.

Throwing a storage bag into his hand casually, he said, "Don't waste any more time, it's filled with the materials I've collected, so let's get started."

"..."

Uncle Ji often held the storage bag in his hand, feeling heavy and overwhelming.

Before this matter, she was only thinking of selling her personal favor, and didn't think too much about it, but now it seems that this puppet of the foundation period seems to have a different meaning to her...

He also sighed and stopped thinking about it, arched his hands and said, "I need to retreat for a month to get the material design draft, so I won't bother you any more."

After saying that, just as he was about to turn around and leave, there was a "wait a minute" from behind him, and when he turned around, he found four jade bottles flying across the sky from Wen Ruyu's hands.

He hurriedly took several jade bottles, only to realize that they were all pills, one bottle of Bigu Pill, one bottle of Condensing Qi Pill, and two bottles of Peiyuan Pill.

"This……"

Ji Bochang raised his eyebrows and asked, "Didn't you say that everything that can be sold has been sold?"

"It was sold."

Wen Ruyu didn't know what to think of, and joked in a teasing tone: "Do you think that these bottles of pills are specially reserved for you?"

"..."

Seeing that he didn't speak, she sneered and turned her gaze out of the window, and said jokingly: "Don't dream, these bottles of pills are worthless, no one wants them so they stayed."

"..."

Ji Bochang's face froze, and then he walked away with a cold snort, but he was still muttering when he left: "Pusin girl..."

"Ok?"

Wen Ruyu stared blankly at his back disappearing into her eyes, and after recovering, she frowned and muttered: "What does Pu Xin Nu mean?"

...............

In the quiet room...

Ji Bo often sat cross-legged in front of the Dharma altar with his eyes closed and meditated, and opened his eyes only when he was in the best state of mind.

The puppets in the foundation building period, even if the core is removed, are only auxiliary materials, which he, a second-level Qi Refining monk, can't completely handle.

Having been a human for two lives, he clearly knows that there are very few opportunities to change his destiny!
Wen Ruyu has a gentle personality and kindness, which is extremely rare in the practice world, and what is even more rare is that she happens to have a request for Yanshu now!
If you seize such an opportunity, not to mention the prosperity, at least you can avoid detours for 30 years;
If you don't try hard and let the good opportunity miss you, then you will be dying lying on the bed all the time, and you will not be reconciled!

Ji Bochang seemed to have made up his mind, and then poured out a few pills of Bigu Pill, Ningqi Pill, and Peiyuan Pill, and stuffed them into his mouth with his head raised.

He took a long breath of relief, and an abnormal flush appeared on his cheeks.

Putting the anaglyph mask on his face, he waved his sleeves, and the candle on the altar ignited by itself, and then he took out a stack of manuscript paper from the corner of the quiet room...

In the light of the candle, his swaying shadow was like a beast showing its fangs...

Time flies, and more than a month has passed in a blink of an eye.

During this period, he either pasted the jade slips between his eyebrows and observed them carefully, or found ancient books to read page by page, or searched for auxiliary materials, or quickly wrote and drew on the manuscript paper with a charcoal pen.

The refreshing mask seemed to fit on his cheeks, and he never took it off except for stuffing pills into his mouth.

So much so that at this moment, his eyes were filled with a thin layer of bloodshot, scarlet and a little frightening.

And the many auxiliary materials he brought were also piled up in front of the altar by category, some were ores, some were a piece of wood, some were monster leather, tendons and bones, and some were like a pile of iron ingots.

Each auxiliary material is pressed with one or several sheets of manuscript paper, on which the characteristics of the auxiliary material, matters to be paid attention to when casting or forging, and the shape and size that need to be made are written out with pictures and texts...

All kinds, all kinds of…

At this time, the quiet outdoor...

Wen Ruyu looked at the door blankly.

She is a monk in the Foundation Establishment period, and her spiritual consciousness can 'see' the scene inside through the door...

At first, when she saw Ji Bo often put a handful of pills into her mouth, she wanted to stop her, because although this method of taking medicine is powerful, it will also hurt the body, even the foundation.

But considering that the puppet is related to her wealth and life, she still held back.

She originally thought that Ji Bochang was just hot-headed and would calm down after the enthusiasm passed.

But he was surprised to find that day after day, his mind seemed to be in a state of fever, and even now he has not calmed down.

Wen Ruyu clearly knew that Ji Bochang was not a fool, on the contrary he was very shrewd, so doubts also emerged in his heart.

He obviously has no relatives or reasons with him, so why would he help himself like this even if his foundation is damaged?
Just for the favor he said?

does it worth?
And I just stood outside the door and watched him trample on my body like this, how selfish would I be if I couldn't stop him even though I could?
Her heart is tormented...

Seeing that the one-month retreat period has passed, he has no intention of coming out, and is still on the manuscript paper.

Wen Ruyu pursed her lips, decided to look directly into her heart, stepped forward to open the door and said, "There is still plenty of time, why don't you take a rest first?"

"..."

Ji Bo often heard the voice and glanced back subconsciously, just as the sun shone through the crack of the door into the quiet room, and he was only accompanied by candles for more than a month of retreat, the sudden sunshine pierced his tears.

He curled up in front of the altar, covering his eyes with his arms, coupled with the posture of tears streaming down his face, he looked like a prisoner who had been imprisoned for many years and suddenly saw the light of day...

"Are you OK?"

Seeing his posture, Wen Ruyu also knew that she must have disturbed him by pushing the door hastily, so she hurriedly stepped into the quiet room and closed the door.

"No...it's fine."

Uncle Ji often licked his chapped lips, only to feel that his throat was on fire, and his voice was like two pieces of old bark rubbing together, which was very unpleasant.

He lowered his arms and waved his hands, indicating that he was fine and not to worry.

Wen Ruyu looked at his bloodshot scarlet eyes, listened to his weird and unpleasant tone when he spoke, and said softly, "Your body is important, go and rest first."

"also……"

Ji Bochang nodded slightly, stood up and said with a smile: "Fairy Wen, I've already done half of what I can do, and the rest can be...you can get..."

Before he could say the second half of the sentence, he felt his head spinning, and his feet fell to the ground...

"Ji Bochang... Bochang!?"

Seeing this, Wen Ruyu's complexion changed, and she hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, confirming that he was still alive, and only breathed a sigh of relief after exhaustion of energy and unconsciousness...

After taking off the mask on his face, he saw that his face was pale, his lips were chapped and bleeding, and there were wet tears in the corners of his eyes, he couldn't help feeling a little lost...

After a long time, she came back to her senses and murmured in a voice like a mosquito: "This favor, I owe you too much..."

(End of this chapter)

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