Chapter 74: Worker Yixiu goes crazy after rebirth
Chi Meng was also bored, so he used the rare treasures he collected from the world of immortal cultivation to create a puppet body. In the end, he was disgusted by the hairstyle of Qing Dynasty men and decided to look like a woman.
She flicked her sleeves lightly, and a stream of light flew out from her sleeves, transforming into a crystal clear jade platform.
On the jade table, various rare materials were placed, some of which were sparkling, and some of which emitted a faint fragrance. These were all natural treasures that she had carefully collected from all over the world of immortal cultivation.
Chi Meng raised her slender hand lightly, and a gentle magical power surged out from her palm, lifting up the materials on the jade table one by one.
She closed her eyes and concentrated, the image of the puppet woman who was about to be born emerged in her mind. She was to have a beautiful face, a graceful figure, and long hair like a waterfall.
As the magic power flowed, the materials began to slowly merge and turned into a hazy light and shadow. Chi Meng's fingers gently outlined the light and shadow, as if he was carving a fine work of art.
She looked focused and serious, striving for perfection in every detail.
Gradually, light and shadow began to condense and form, and the outline of a woman gradually became clear. Her face was delicate and picturesque, with eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like autumn water, a straight nose, and bright red lips.
Chi Meng took out another strand of black hair and gently wrapped it around the puppet woman's head, weaving a head of long, shiny black hair for her.
Finally, Chi Meng injected a ray of his own spiritual consciousness into the puppet woman's body. The puppet woman slowly opened her eyes, with a lively light flashing in her eyes.
"I've seen this person"
"Hahaha, get up."
Chi Meng strictly controls puppets to be just puppets and cannot have other consciousnesses, not even his own.
After all, you know yourself, and if you can think independently, who doesn’t want to be the only one?
Chi Meng's main consciousness entered a state of cultivation, and then transferred his consciousness to the puppet. Chi Meng wore a robe woven by the newly cultivated spider Gu.
After sticking the talisman of neglect on his body, he walked onto the streets of the Qing Dynasty.
Chi Meng walked slowly on the streets of the Qing Dynasty. Her steps were light and graceful, as if every step was a silent conversation with the world.
Quaint shops are lined up on both sides of the street, and various signs sparkle in the sun.
She gently stroked the window frame of a silk shop next to her, and felt the cool and smooth touch on her fingertips.
Through the window lattice, she saw colorful silks displayed in the store, each piece seemed to contain an ancient and splendid story.
Chi Meng continued to move forward, and there was an endless stream of pedestrians on the street.
She noticed that people's clothing was full of Qing Dynasty characteristics. The men wore long gowns and jackets, while the women wore cheongsams, with their skirts swaying gently with their steps.
She walked into a teahouse and sat down by the window.
The teahouse was filled with a faint tea fragrance. Chi Meng took a sip of the spiritual tea brewed in the space and immediately felt relaxed and refreshed.
She looked at the street outside the window and listened to people talking and laughing in the teahouse, as if she had become part of this world.
Suddenly, a burst of rapid footsteps broke the tranquility.
Chi Meng looked up and saw a young man running in hurriedly, his face full of anxiety.
The man looked around the teahouse, as if looking for something.
Chi Meng frowned slightly. Although she was full of curiosity about this world, she didn't want to get too involved in other people's affairs.
Just watch quietly.
"Sister Yao, give me the money quickly"
As soon as the words were spoken, a young woman came out from the kitchen with a sad look on her face.
"Boss, you can't gamble anymore,"
As he spoke, tears began to fall.
"What do you know as a woman? Hurry up and take out the money from home. I will definitely make my money back this time."
The man's face was distorted and his eyes were full of red bloodshot, and he looked like he was obsessed with gambling.
Yao Mei's heart tightened when she heard this, she clenched her hands together, and her eyes showed helplessness and despair. She knew that her man's gambling addiction had penetrated into his bones, but she couldn't bear to watch him step by step into the abyss.
"Boss, we really have no money. You will lose even if you go." Yaomei begged in tears.
The man's face became even more ferocious when he heard this. He suddenly grabbed Yao Mei's wrist and said viciously: "What did you say? No money? Do you think I'm blind? Hurry up and take out the money, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you!"
Yaomei was so frightened that her whole body trembled. She struggled to break free from the man's restraints, but she was too weak to break free.
Seeing this, the other people in the teahouse began to discuss. Some shook their heads and sighed, some whispered, but most people chose to stand by and watch.
"Oh my, how could this man be so cruel as to lay hands on his own wife."
"Yes, a gambler."
"It's a pity for Miss Yao to have to deal with such a man."
The man's ears seemed to be very sharp. He heard the discussions around him and was immediately furious. He turned his head sharply, glared at those who were talking, and shouted, "What did you say? Do you want to die?"
Everyone was frightened by his ferocious look and kept their mouths shut.
At this moment, a middle-aged man stood up. He looked quite righteous and looked at the gambler with a frown.
"How can you, a grown man, treat your wife like this? Has gambling made you lose your mind?" the middle-aged man said righteously.
The gambler was furious when he heard this. He let go of Yao Mei's wrist, strode towards the middle-aged man, and punched him.
"You dare to meddle in my business? You're courting death!"
The middle-aged man reacted very quickly. He dodged the gambler's attack by moving sideways, then grabbed the gambler's wrist and twisted it hard.
The gambler screamed in pain and was thrown out by the middle-aged man, falling heavily to the ground.
"You...you just wait!" The gambler covered his aching wrist, glared at the middle-aged man fiercely, and then fled out of the teahouse in shame.
Seeing this, Yao Mei finally breathed a sigh of relief. She quickly walked to the middle-aged man and said gratefully, "Thank you, brother, for your help."
The middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "You're welcome. I just don't like that kind of people. You'd better be careful in the future. People like that won't let you go."
Yaomei nodded and returned to the kitchen silently.
Chi Meng watched all this silently from the side. She did not help, but she could be given a chance to survive so that she could experiment with the magic of the wedding dress.
She continued to taste the spiritual tea in her hand, feeling the unique atmosphere of this world. Although this world was completely different from her previous world, it also had its own unique charm and flavor.
Just as Chi Meng was immersed in his own world, a group of people walked into the teahouse. They were wearing uniform clothes and looked like captive thugs.
As soon as they entered the door, they looked around, as if they were looking for something. When they saw Yao Mei, a strange color flashed in their eyes.
"That's her!" one of them whispered.
When the others heard this, they gathered around. They looked at Yao Mei with greed and malice in their eyes.
Yao Mei felt uncomfortable being stared at by them, and she took a few steps back nervously, but those people kept pressing forward.
"What do you want to do?" Yaomei's voice trembled a little.
"What for? Of course, we're going to take you back." One of them said with a grin.
"The boss of your family owed the casino 15 taels of silver, and since he had no money to pay you back, he sold you to Baihualou."
"Don't struggle, just come with us."
Yao Mei's face turned pale when she heard this. He was so cruel.
She turned around and tried to run away, but the men quickly surrounded her.
"Want to run? Not that easy!" said one person, reaching out and grabbing Yaomei's arm.
Yaomei struggled to break free, but she was too weak to break free. Her heart was filled with despair and fear, and tears flowed unconsciously.