Rebirth: Marrying a Bamboo

Chapter 11
Is this finally annoying?

It's okay to be annoyed!

Zhao Fu became energetic, not only her head was greasy and shiny, but even her dim eyes were shiny, "Hey, Mountain Lord, you can't do this, you have to be kind to women, you are neither patient nor gentle, so you have to You can hold your face, otherwise you will spend your whole life guarding your mountain."

Yi Huang replied without emotion: "Which woman is like you?"

"Hehe, have you seen many girls?"

"That's right, you Yunding Sect thinks you are as beautiful as a cloud."

"As far as your hypocritical sect is concerned, if you don't grow up well, you can't enter the inner sect."

Hearing that Zhao Fushuang insulted the Yunding faction repeatedly, Yi Huang couldn't bear to show his brows no matter how indifferent his temper was.

But he also has no intention of competing with a shrew in the market. He only hopes to repay her kindness sooner, and never see each other again!
Peiyuan Pill is a second-grade drug for strengthening the foundation and cultivating the essence. It may have too little effect for a person who has become a saint, but for Zhao Fushuang, who has been emptied of energy, it is just right and not too strong. , can also gradually repair the damaged internal organs and meridians. Although it is a drop in the bucket for her exhausted body, at this moment, her body does have some vitality.

As long as Zhao Fushuang has some energy and rarely meets Yi Huang, she naturally has no reason to be idle.

"I said, Lord of the Mountain, you are not an ordinary hypocrite."

"He said he wanted to take me to dinner, but he didn't say a few words to your heart, so you became angry from embarrassment? Practitioners are the most taboo to be impetuous. It's not good for you to be like this."

"You do the math, how much good stuff would it cost me to refine my elixir? I risked my life, what's wrong with asking you to treat me to a meal? Is it embarrassing?"

"It's clear that you can't finish what you promised. I'm a meat bun and a dog. I never return. Did I say anything? What's wrong with complaining?"

"You want to eat my elixir for nothing, but you can't listen to bad words?"

Zhao Fushuang lazily lay on her back on the aircraft, chanting one sentence after another.

Finally, she put her hands on the back of her head and closed her eyes, "Don't worry, karma naturally has to reincarnate, and there is no free fruit in this world."

Hearing this sentence, Yi Huang also opened his eyes.

Is she the one who is unreasonable and smug in the mortal picture book? !

Yi Huang flicked his fingers, and a Bigu Pill went into her throat!
Zhao Fushuang was quiet for a while, and then came again, "Although this pill can fill my stomach, it is tasteless and tasteless. It is just for me to pretend that I am full. Just like you, you are obviously boring and cold-blooded, but you still want to pretend to be full." I am righteous and affectionate, why should I be so hypocritical?!"

Yi Huang rubbed the center of his eyebrows lightly, and said that he was sincere and did not deceive him, only women and villains are difficult to raise in the world!

And she does both!
Along the way, no matter how provocative Zhao Fushuang was, Yi Huang never spoke again.

Approaching the sky above the village where Rong Yin once lived, Yi Huang finally had to ask, "Where does your family live?"

Maybe she should go back to the blessed land of Yuntai. The fallen leaves return to their roots. It is better to die there than outside.

But looking at the vast sea of ​​people below, she couldn't be more unwilling.

How can you not complain?
Blame parents, brothers and sisters, blame the injustice of heaven!
Going home with grievances is better than dying in another country to get relief from both sides.

"Throw me anywhere you want."

Zhao Fushuang sighed: "In my life, the first half of my life is beautiful and happy, and the second half of my life is turbulent. It doesn't matter where I die."

When she said this, there was a smile in her voice, making it difficult to distinguish whether she was genuinely sighing or trying to play tricks on someone else.

In the end, Yi Huang put Zhao Fushuang in Rongyin's small courtyard, and said, "If you have nowhere to go, stay here temporarily with Rongyin."

Zhao Fu pursed her lips, "Thanks, you are a good man."

Before Yi Huang left, he still stopped, "Is there really no other condition to replace?"

Sitting under the tree, Zhao Fushuang tilted her head indifferently and asked, "Do you think my muddy life can be replaced?"

Yi Huang: "Your life."

Zhao Fushuang, "How much do you think I value this life?"

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After a moment of silence, Yi Huang flew away.

Zhao Fushuang stumbled into Rong Yin's room, lay down on the couch casually, and fell asleep in a drowsy state.

It was about ten days, or about [-] days. It was a nightmare, and there was constant chaos in the dream and outside the dream.

In short, when you wake up, your body is still weak.

She knew that her body was so depleted that she had already hurt her roots. If she couldn't practice again, her life would indeed come to an end.

Lying like a pile of mud, I suddenly remembered what happened in my dream.

There used to be such a beautiful cultivation talent, such a peerless appearance and family background.

There were many people who slandered her, but they all envied her, but once she fell from the clouds, there were only ridicules around her.

It has been 300 years, and she has tasted the warmth and coldness of human relationships.

After falling into the dust, it seems that her parents are no longer her parents, and her brothers and sisters are also far away from her.

The father and mother flew up, took away the elder brother and younger sister, and left her alone in this mortal world.

At that time, she understood that no one in this world could be trusted!

The only motivation for her to live is to go back to Mayfly Mountain, find out the reason for the loss of talent back then, and avenge her shame!
Now, Mayfly Mountain can't go back, and it seems that she only has the time to count down to death in her life.

He struggled to get up, dragged his robe that was stained with greasy soup, and staggered across the river.

He pointed the bamboo in his hand and went to catch fish in the river.

However, the fish missed and slipped and fell into the water.

Very boring!

Trying to find something to do, but nothing interesting.

When the river water rushed into her mouth accompanied by mud and sand, she felt that she should struggle. It would be better to live than to die. After all, she hates people who talk about life and death lightly.

Later she laughed, not everyone will end up living a life that she hates.

If you can't catch a fish, what are you doing alive!
When the river water and mud choked into her nostrils, she saw Lao Hei running desperately.

Lao Hei looked like an idiot dragging her out of the water with his meager mana.

Lying on her back on the muddy river beach, she spat out three mouthfuls of sand.

Before cleaning his mouth, he pointed at Old Hei and cursed, "Silly cat!"

Old Hei straightened his back, shook the water off his body, and replied, "Idiot!"

Zhao Fushuang changed to lying on her side, "I'm sick, save me, don't you inherit my space bag naturally after I die?"

Lao Hei said coldly: "I just wanted to ask you if I saved you, is there anything in stock that I don't know about?"

Zhao Fushuang: "My lady's space container can hold a city, what can't be put in it and needs to be put in another place?"

Old Hei nodded, and kicked the cat's paw into the water again, "Okay, then go to hell."

Hey, my old lady is still alive!

Zhao Fushuang got up and crawled to the river beach like a turtle, cursing, "Kick my old lady again, I'll kill you first."

Old Hei didn't bother to pay attention to her anymore, he lay on a white stone with the words "Yuxi River" written on it, wagging his tail, and tanned his dark fur elegantly.

As for Zhao Fushuang, who was covered in mud and her face covered with sand, she lay on the beach like a sea turtle, with her back in the sun and her belly turned over to bask in the sun.

The man and the cat spent three days on the river beach until Yi Huang's arrival.

Yi Huang silently watched the scene on the river beach.

A cat is as delicate and elegant as a person, but a person is as dirty and decadent as a puddle of mud!
It is a quiet small village, the river is clear and there are occasional small fish swimming away, the sky is blue, and the wind blows away the residual clouds from time to time.

Yi Huang looked down at Zhao Fushuang from mid-air, and Zhao Fushuang lay on her stomach and looked back.

Yi Huang, the owner of Mayfly Mountain, couldn't bring her into the mountain, and she could only admit that she was unlucky.

Just lost the bet.

Therefore, Zhao Fushuang really never thought about seeing Yi Huang again.

(End of this chapter)