Fairy, please pay me back.

Chapter 17 Seventeen Pink Clouds
Jiang Youyue shed a few tears, feeling a little aggrieved.

Stinky senior, rotten senior, I insist on the hairpin given to me by senior brother, I will never look for you again!

Wuwuwu, if the senior brother has never gone out to travel, why should I take the risk to come to this secret realm.

Jiang Youyue's eldest brother is named Shen Muchen. The Yunxi clan has had outstanding people from generation to generation, but there is only one eldest brother who will last forever, and that is the gentleman in white who looks like Pan An and has a noble temperament.

Back then, Shen Muchen traveled to Guyue Lake and personally brought seven-year-old Jiang Youyue into the Yunxi Sect. He protected her as she grew up and guided her in her cultivation. He was the closest person to her in the sect.

As for Jiang Youyue's master, he is fierce, lazy and likes to stay in seclusion. Although he is of high moral character, Jiang Youyue doesn't like to come to her. On weekdays, it is his senior brother who answers questions and solves doubts.

However, starting from three years ago, the eldest brother suddenly became idle and traveled around all day long, and the time he spent in the sect became less and less.

Jiang Youyue repeatedly begged her senior brother to take her with him, but she was always rejected.

I think she is too weak!

In short, for Jiang Youyue, it is okay to give the things given by the master, since she wholesales them from the market anyway, but the things given by the eldest brother are different, they are all made by the eldest brother himself!
Jiang Youyue was in a mood here, but Jian Fusheng on the other side had a big head.

Although he may have been in love in his previous life, a man and a woman who are top academics are a pair of beasts. When they fall in love, they just memorize words together and hang out in the library together. How can there be any contradiction?

What's more, he traveled through time before they had any in-depth communication...

So Jian Fusheng really doesn't know how to comfort women.

After thinking about it, Jian Fusheng simply said miserably:
"Don't cry, I've made you feel wronged. Why don't you give up your hairpin? Alas... just let the fire of karma burn off one of my legs. It doesn't matter. I'll be able to grow it back after a while. …”

When Jiang Youyue heard this, she wiped her tears and cried a little quieter.

This is still like a person's words!

But the tone and style of this senior's speech seems to be different...

Jiang Youyue felt a little ashamed when she thought that her seniors would suffer from the fire of karma if they didn't send and receive hairpins.

Senior was tainted with karma in order to give himself a magic weapon. I...am I being too selfish?

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Youyue changed her mind and suddenly had an idea.

Jiang Youyue's red nose twitched and she whispered:
"Senior, this junior has received your gift, and I don't want you to suffer from the fire of karma... How about I pass the hairpin to you first, and you can keep it for me for a while, and wait until I collect more things to eliminate karma, and then find it again Will you replace the hairpin?"

Jian Fusheng was speechless, I took a hairpin from you, will I give it back to you next time?
But the theory that the karma burned his body was that he sprayed it out by himself, and he couldn't pick it up and eat it at the moment. He sighed helplessly, and Jian Fusheng could only nod in agreement.

Reluctantly taking the hairpin off her head, Jiang Youyue placed it on the bronze mirror, fearing that it would accidentally leave scratches.

Jian Fusheng took the hairpin on the other side and suddenly became anxious:

"Brother, get out of this broken mirror. This hairpin was so shiny just now. You took all the damn soul away and told me how to explain it to others next time!"

Master Jing’s reply was straightforward:

"not my business!"

On the other side of the mirror, Jiang Youyue cupped her hands without even kowtowing... Jian Fusheng was in a bad mood and waved hastily, and the brilliance of the bronze mirror disappeared.

Taking a deep breath, Jian Fusheng reached out and touched Master Jing, preparing to put this bastard back into his schoolbag.

But at this moment, a pink light spot suddenly exploded in the center of the mirror!

A pink spot of light instantly covered the entire mirror surface, and then a group of pink mist came out of the mirror.

As soon as he saw this pink mist, Jian Fusheng's hair stood on end and he trembled!
This color... is exactly the same as the head of the golden-scaled monster!
The mist is like a miniature mushroom cloud. After a surge, it transforms into countless ferocious strange faces on the top of the cloud. None of these strange faces are complete. Various incomplete facial features rise and fall in the strange faces. It’s so chilling!

Suddenly, the ever-changing strange face stretched out a bird-like mouthpart and sucked at Jian Fusheng's face!
"Ahhhhhhh-"

Jian Fusheng screamed repeatedly, and the skin on his face kept arching with bulges that were moving around, as if countless insects were burrowing under his face, trying to break out!

After throwing away the bronze mirror, Jian Fusheng violently covered his face and rolled on the ground in pain.

But no matter how far away he was from the mirror, the pink mist hung in front of him like a shadow, and the birds kept making hissing and sucking sounds!

Jian Fusheng was tortured so much that he cried out to Master Jing frantically, but Master Jing pretended to be dead again.

In the heartbreaking pain, Jian Fusheng's left eye suddenly appeared with countless fine bloodshot eyes, and a blood-red insect came out of the corner of his eye, crawled up the back of his hand along his fingers, and then Opening a pair of wings made of blood film, he flew straight towards the bird in the pink mist!

The bird peck inhaled the blood worms, and they solidified in an instant. Wisps of blood spread outwards along the bottom of the bird peck, slowly wrapping up the powder mist, making the powder mist appear faintly solid!
But Jian Fusheng did not notice the changes in the powder mist. One after another, blood worms emerged from the corners of his eyes and nostrils, and flew towards the powder mist in groups. They threw themselves into it like moths to a flame, and transformed into countless A streak of blood wrapped the pink mist in a translucent blood cocoon!
In the blood cocoon, a drop of blood appeared out of thin air and turned into a young embryo in an instant!

At the moment when the embryo was taking shape, the bronze mirror suddenly glowed with fluorescence, and a dim mantra appeared in Jian Fusheng's sea of ​​consciousness:

"The Supreme Lord's decree is to transcend your lonely soul; all ghosts and ghosts will be blessed by the four living beings; those with heads will be surpassed, and those without heads will be promoted; kill with spears and swords, dive and hang on ropes..."

It is the Taoist mantra for salvation!

The mantra is followed by two words - "Read quickly"!
Jian Fusheng covered his face, bared his teeth and read a few words...

Silly!

I don’t know the word “gun”…

I took Chinese Language 143 in the College Entrance Examination. It was really difficult for me!

After pinching his nose, Jian Fusheng blew out two blood worms, took out his cell phone with a twisted expression, and typed on the search engine:

"What do you read in a warehouse next to the gold?"

It turns out that I really pronounce "qiang"...

After reciting the incantation, Jian Fusheng's mouth was so painful that he twisted his mouth. When he stretched out his hand, he found that his whole face was covered with pits and bugs...

Tears kept rolling in her eyes. Jian Fusheng was hurt and scared, and almost cried...

Suddenly, a green light flashed across Jian Fusheng's sea of ​​consciousness!
(End of this chapter)