Chapter 8 If You Don’t Go to Hell, Who Will?
"Since everything is alright, right..."
Song Zhexia directly picked up Tan Xuer and walked a few steps outside.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist." Tan Xuer tried her best to put on a hypocritical face, "Luckily I met you today."
Song Zhexia immediately responded, "Yes, luckily it was me you met."
Otherwise you'll be dead.
Turtle: [……]
This host is really awesome.
Tan Xuer leaned in her arms, looking listless, and couldn't help complaining: "After being locked up for so many days, I think this will leave a shadow on my life."
Song Zhexia comforted him: "It's okay, your life will be quick."
Tan Xuer:?
Do you want to see what you are talking about?
Tan Xu'er pursed her lips, her eyes looking around under her veil, and asked softly, "Daoyou, where are we going now?"
"Go home." Song Zhexia replied.
Tan Xuer was delighted.
This female cultivator is indeed easy to fool.
Once I enter her house, I will definitely make good use of her.
Tan Xuer was still imagining her wonderful life in the future when she flew out the next second.
When she came to her senses, she found herself lying in a grave. Song Zhexia's fingertips were entangled with a faint blue fluorescence. After putting the bodies and her wallet into his pocket, he began to fill the pit with soil. "Come on, dust to dust, earth to earth, go home and return to the original beauty."
Tan Xuer:?
Is this what she meant by going home?! ! !
"Fellow!"
Tan Xuer said in a panic: "Don't joke like that. This cave is really eerie. I'm scared if you leave me here alone."
Song Zhexia retorted: "This place is obviously great."
"There are still some grasses in front of the grave, which shows that the environment here is good and well-greened. There are also these fellow Taoists inside to accompany you. How warm it is. Good night, Makabaka."
"Let the underworld accompany you, let you die in style, let your bones be your grave, and let us share the prosperity of the underworld!"
Tan Xuer: ???
Where on earth did this disciple come from? !
You are a fucking rebel from head to toe, right?!
Seeing that Song Zhexia looked very serious, Tan Xuer still did not give up and said, "My fellow Taoist, I think I can still save him a little bit. Is this not good?"
Song Zhexia: "As the saying goes, hell is empty and the devil is on earth."
"If you don't go to hell, who will?"
Tan Xuer: ???
Turtle: [……]
This is a ridiculous fallacy.
Inside the room, Wei Jinyou, who had been watching, couldn't help but let a crack appear on his face, and the water in his mouth sprayed directly onto the mirror.
The blood python lay on his shoulder, stunned.
The master's fiancée is so insidious!
In the cave, Song Zhexia sneezed for no apparent reason, and tears started to fall from her eyes.
Tan Xuer, who was lying inside, suddenly felt even more terrified.
It's obviously you who is burying me, why are you crying?!
Song Zhexia didn't have enough food at noon, and after moving a few times, he suddenly felt hungry and tired, so he stopped and said to Tan Xuer: "You are already a mature adult, I will help you here, you must learn to bury yourself."
Turtle: [……]
Wei Jinyou: “…”
Blood Python: "..."
Tan Xuer:?
Do you hear what you are saying is human language?
So you buried me and I should thank you? ! !
After a while, the blood python twitched its mouth and reminded: "Master, this woman is so insidious and vicious, you must not pay attention to her!"
Wei Jinyou lifted his thin eyelids and said slowly, "Do you think I will care about her?"
The blood python knew that he had said the wrong thing and quickly shut up.
The young man stared at the person in the mirror for a while, clicked his tongue coldly, smashed the mirror with his backhand, and walked out of the room.
On the other side, Song Zhexia explored the cave for a while and found that this place was really——
It was so clean that only two blades of grass were left on the grave.
Suddenly, a man's voice came from outside the cave, "Who is it?!"
The temperature in the cave was already low, and when this cold tone came, it brought with it gusts of strong wind, which made Song Zhexia shiver and cry even more.
Hearing the footsteps approaching very quickly, she snatched Tan Xuer's veil and rushed out riding on her turtle!
The turtle moved very quickly on the ice, and with one slide he caused the male disciple to somersault in the air.
On the way, Song Zhexia recognized him as the pervert who had had an affair with the female cultivator at the cave entrance just now, and he was so disgusted that he showed an expression like an old man on the subway looking at his phone.
When the male disciple came to his senses, Song Zhexia had already left, leaving only a big hole that had not been filled.
In the pit, a charming girl was half buried in the soil, looking at him with tears in her eyes, "Master, save me!"
The male disciple looked at her and a tornado of love suddenly blew up in his heart.
He deliberately glanced outside the cave, and was somewhat glad that his senior sister did not come with him, otherwise he would not have been able to secretly take this beauty back.
The male disciple rubbed his hands and came over excitedly, "Girl, wait for me."
"I'm coming to save you!"
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The sky had darkened, and the blood-red sunset glow mixed with the mist, slowly falling in the west.
When Song Zhexia rode the turtle back to the main peak, she saw a white mist in the air that was hard to describe. When she met Qin Shilan, she asked curiously, "Senior Sister, is that spiritual energy floating in the air?"
Why does spiritual energy smell so stinky?
Qin Shilan smiled gently, "No, this is Senior Brother's athlete's foot."
Song Zhexia: “…6.”
Back in the dining room, Song Zhexia gave a small portion of the roasted pheasant to Qin Shilan, then sat down and started eating.
Seeing that she was eating with great joy, Qin Shilan covered her mouth and laughed, "I didn't expect that Junior Sister loves meat so much. No wonder she went out specially to look for meat."
Song Zhexia smiled shyly and said modestly: "Actually, it's because my turtle wants to eat meat."
Turtle:?
Can you be a good person?
After eating for a while, Qin Shilan began to fiddle with the talisman on his sleeve.
Noticing her blushing face, like a shy girl, Song Zhexia asked curiously, "Senior Sister, what are you doing?"
"Oh." Qin Shilan replied with a blushing face: "I'm sending a message to your second senior brother."
She covered her face and said shyly, "I sent him more than 800 messages yesterday, and he didn't reply to any of them."
Song Zhexia couldn't help but frown, "You're still posting this?"
"Yes." Qin Shilan's pretty face was stained with powder. "He made me understand that love is silent!"
Song Zhexia: “…”
Love brain is terrible.
After a while, Shen Hongye rushed in in a green robe with a nervous look on his face, and asked loudly: "The little chicken that the master raised before ran away. Has anyone seen it?"
Many disciples shook their heads, but Song Zhexia handed him a mouthful of rice and consoled him, "Big Brother, why don't you stop looking for food and eat some meat first."
"This..." Shen Hongye hesitated, "It's not good."
Three seconds later, he held the bowl and smiled happily, "Emma smells so good."
After Song Zhexia finished eating, Shen Hongye said slowly, "It's actually okay that the master's chicken was lost. The main reason is that it's poisonous and we're afraid that the disciples might accidentally eat it."
Song Zhexia:?
Song Zhexia: ???