Rebellious Contract Beast

"Do you remember, girl?"

"remember."

"Want a mask? 800 taels of silver."

"No, I have it."

Hejian Chuyun watched the shopkeeper accept the five taels of silver without leaving any more, and turned around and left.

After leaving the pawnshop, she followed the shopkeeper's instructions and walked about fifty steps to the east of the street. When she reached the intersection, she walked more than 200 steps to the right side of the street. She actually saw a red-walled courtyard, and then turned left and kept walking forward. , but the shopkeeper only pointed out the road verbally. In fact, the streets in the city were complicated. After walking for more than ten minutes, Tsurumi Chuyun stopped and looked back, with some confusion in his eyes.

She is lost again.

"This……"

"Old witch, you can really make me laugh to death."

"Do you know how to get there?"

"How do I know? I've never been to this place."

"...Oh! It's so annoying!"

Tsurumi Chuyun couldn't help but complain, but she had no choice but to bite the bullet and keep moving forward.

Fortunately, not long after, she saw two people wearing red masks swaggering out of an alley, but the people nearby didn't think it was strange at all when they saw them.

She looked happy and ran over quickly, entering the alley where the two came out.

According to what the shopkeeper said, after entering the alley, she kept walking in. About four or five minutes later, she came out from the other end of the alley. The world in front of her became extraordinarily wide, and the sounds in her ears became extremely noisy.

But when he glanced around, Tsuraku was stunned for a moment when he saw Chuyun.

Shen Yi also complained: "What kind of ghost market is this? It's obviously a vegetable market."

Shen Yi was right, this was an open-air market with many people, buying and selling everything.

There is a stall about five or six meters away from Tsurumi Hatsuun. On it are some sweet potatoes dug from somewhere. They are relatively small and not in large quantities. There is still fresh soil on the skin of the sweet potatoes. .

In the distance, there were people selling the weapons they had made, and there were also people shouting and selling the wild vegetables they had just dug.

The noisy sounds and dense crowds, including several people wearing ghost market masks, showed that this was a ghost market.

Tsurumi Chuyun walked around and found some stalls selling fairy powder and some strange gadgets. Then she did nothing, just remembered the location and left here.

Then, she used two hundred coins to find a hotel nearby to stay in. While letting Shen Yi come out to eat, she set up the alchemy furnace, summoned the elixir fire to wrap around the bottom of the alchemy furnace, threw in the medicinal materials, and started directly. Alchemy.

After Shen Yi finished eating, he lay down comfortably on the side, closed his eyes to digest the redness, and ignored her.

However, after closing his eyes for a long time, his consciousness became a little drowsy. In a daze, he heard the sound of her moving around and the sound of pulling the bench. It was a bit noisy, but it disappeared quickly, and he was too lazy to open his eyes to see.

I don’t know how much time passed, but it was already dark when I woke up, and I was woken up by Tsurumi Hatsuun.

"Xuan Li! Xuan Li! Wake up, stop sleeping, it's time to go!"

Hearing her voice, Shen Yi opened his eyes numbly. The girl in front of him was so beautiful that it seemed unreal.

"Has the elixir been refined?"

"Ah."

"How many furnaces have you made?"

"Two furnaces, a total of 23 pieces."

"Okay." Shen Yi nodded and used his forelimbs to stand up, but soon he noticed something was wrong. He squinted at Tsurumi Chuyun and asked, "Hey, when did you take off your makeup?"

"It doesn't feel good, so I'll wash it off."

"Oh~" Shen Yi still felt something was weird, but he just couldn't put it into words. After responding, he stared at her face carefully, which made He Jian Chuyun also a little confused.

"what happened?"

Shen Yi didn't respond this time, until his eyes saw her fair neck and then looked at her face again. Shen Yi finally found that her face was as white as a piece of paper, and she felt inexplicably creepy.

"No, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so pale?"

"My face is already pale." Tsurumi Chuyun touched his face and didn't feel anything strange.

As soon as Shen Yi realized something was wrong with her, the more he looked at her, the more he felt something was inconsistent. How should I put it... He didn't know if it was the uncanny valley effect, but the old witch in front of him felt lifeless.

"No, you don't give me the right feeling."

"What's wrong?" He Jian Chuyun became even more confused, but how could Shen Yi explain her question?

Feelings are feelings. How to describe this stream of consciousness thing?

"I can't tell..."

"Then what do you want to do?"

"You don't move."

"Okay, I won't move." She nodded, then squatted in front of Shen Yi and stopped moving. But after thinking about it for a while, he finally stretched out his paw and wanted to pinch her cheek.

Of course, this time he did not have the idea of ​​joking, but was serious. But what Shen Yi never expected was that as soon as his claws touched her collar, she felt as if she had lost air, and instantly fell flat. down.

This scene made Shen Yi's mind go blank, and he could only instinctively shout: "Fuck!"

"Old witch! Damn it! What's wrong with you?"

"You didn't tell me you were a paper person either!"

"What's wrong with you? Get up!"

"Old witch!"

Shen Yi was completely confused now. He subconsciously went to pull her, but found that her body had turned into ashes, but still had color.

"This……"

Okay, now he is even more confused, suspecting that he has fallen asleep and is now in a dream. None of this is real, everything is fake.

But if it’s a dream, it can’t be so real, right?
Shen Yi remained motionless, as if he was stupid. At this moment, a sudden laughter came from under the bed.

"Pfft...haha..."

The laughter sounded like he was suppressing his laughter. The sound was not loud, but it shocked Shen Yi back to his senses. He suddenly looked at the bottom of the bed and vaguely saw something curled up underneath. .

"What the hell! Come out!"

"Okay, okay, I'll just come out."

After a while, the real Tsurumi Chuyun emerged from under the bed, patted the ashes on his knees and looked at Shen Yi amusedly.

"shocked?"

"I'm scaring you. What kind of plane are you doing?"

"This is the puppet technique. What you saw just now is my puppet. How about it? It's not bad, right? Also, I have reached the pure level!"

"Is it clean?"

"Yes."

"Yeah." He was not surprised at all that the old witch had reached the pure level. After nodding, he looked at the ashes of the puppet on the ground and fell into deep thought.

The old witch's cultivation to the pure level means that she can cast some strange spells in the future, but as a Muggle, she has no means to deal with illusions, especially illusions. Will she make fun of herself?
Like now?
Thinking about this, he looked at her face again and found that although her face was a little more red than the previous puppet, it was still very pale, so he asked quietly: "Are you a puppet too?"

"Ah?" Tsurumi Chuyun was stunned, "I'm not."

"No? Are you sure?"

"I'm really not. If you don't believe me, just touch it." She said as she stretched out her hand. Shen Yi grabbed it and rubbed her delicate skin. The touch was that of the old witch, but she was not as direct as the previous puppet. There's a leak.But he still didn't believe it.

"Okay, it must be a puppet again. This time the technology is much better, right?"

"Not really!"

"Tell me, where is your body?"

"I..." Tsurumi Chuyun was speechless. He was now his true form. How to explain it?

Shen Yi scanned around with his senses, but from the perspective of his senses, the puppet was almost the same as a living person. He couldn't find it, and he couldn't tell which one was the old witch's true body.

"You won't tell me, right? Okay, you'll have to suffer when I find it, you old witch."

"I'm really not a puppet!"

"You're not a puppet, why is your face still so pale?"

"That's because...this..." In a hurry, Tsurumi Chuyun took out two paper figures from the storage space and handed them over. Shen Yi looked at them. The paper figures were cut out and had some drawings on them. The blood-red runes were faintly glowing and looked very evil.

"What?"

"This is a paper puppet. It is needed to perform the puppet technique."

"and then?"

"I have been making paper puppets when I was refining alchemy, but to make paper puppets, you need essence and blood... Well, look." Tsurumi Chuyun stretched out his hand again, but this time his palm was facing up. Shen Yi could clearly see the traces of needle pricks on her fingertips.

"Uh……"

"Puppets don't bleed."

"So you are the true body?"

"if not?"

"...Okay, I'll let you go this time. If you dare to do this again in the future, don't blame me...hehehehe..."

Tsurushi rolled her eyes when she saw Chuyun and didn't bother to pay attention to him, but thinking about his confused expression just now, she felt funny in her heart.

"Okay, okay, I can't. It's time to go."

"Let's go."

Seeing Shen Yi turn into a ball of light and enter her conscious space, she didn't stay too long, packed up her things and left the inn, heading towards the ghost market.

As the shopkeeper said, there are relatively few people in the ghost market at night, half as many as during the day. There is a red lantern hanging in front of each stall in the sparsely distributed places, but most of the stalls are empty. The dim red light is like the cold stars scattered in the night, illuminating the darkness in different places. However, this not only fails to make the ghost market more bustling, but makes it deeper.

Tsurumi Chuyun found an empty stall, hung up a lantern, put the cloth on the stall, and sat leaning against the wall with a lazy posture.

She lowered her bamboo hat and let the veil cover her masked face. No one knew whether she was closing her eyes to rest, but only Shen Yi could see it. The sword energy in her hand was flowing and lingering for a long time.

"Is it fun?"

"Fun."

"It's fun for me to play with."

"How can you play with this?"

"Is there really no way to train the contracted beast?"

"If I practice to the empty level, I should be able to help you."

"Come on, by the time you reach the empty level, the day lilies will be cold."

"..."

"By the way, can you get some enlightenment or something?"

"..."

Seeing that the sword energy in Chuyun's hand disappeared, He folded his arms and closed his eyes, saying nothing.

There weren't many people in the ghost market, but it couldn't be said to be few. Then some people could be seen walking around in the darkness with some light.

Most of these people did not wear masks and showed their true appearance openly, not caring about the ghost market at all.

Only a small number of them wore ghost market masks that could block their senses and spiritual consciousness, and they acted cautiously. Most of them were sellers, but their business was not good. From time to time, customers would stay in front of the stall for a while, but they would shake their heads and leave soon after.

Except for some sellers who boast about the fake goods on their stalls, the rest of the sellers are all beautiful women or strong men kidnapped or captured from unknown places. The ghost market here no longer looks like a ghost market. It's more like a slave market.

But families with the financial resources to buy slaves had no shortage of servants.

An aristocratic young man in brocade clothes looked back and took in the general layout of the ghost market, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

He looked at the servants in front of him: "Okay, stop looking, there's nothing to see. It's getting late, let's go back."

"It's Young Master." The servant in front of him responded respectfully and followed the young man.

"Don't leave, look at this again, this is the Escape Spirit Stone Jade!"

The seller of the stall also wanted to persuade him to stay, but he didn't pay any attention to it. He walked quickly along the aisle in the middle of the stall. But when he passed by Tsurumi Chuyun's stall, he paused and turned around to look at this stall. There was nothing but a lantern and a piece of cloth. This was the first time he had seen this strange stall.

Looking up and looking behind the stall, he vaguely saw a person, sitting in a casual and lazy posture, with a slim body, but no breasts, and wearing a bamboo hat. He couldn't tell whether he was a boy or a girl.

Withdrawing his gaze, the noble young man looked at the piece of cloth in front of the stall again. He thought it was some rare treasure, but when he looked left and right, he found that it was just an ordinary tablecloth.

At this point, he became even more confused. He looked at Tsurumi Chuyun and said, "Are you a seller?"

Tsurumi Chuyun had noticed him a long time ago, and when he saw him asking himself, he coughed twice and responded to him in a very strange voice.

"Ah."

"What are you selling? This rag?"

"Of course not, what I sell is pills."

"Elixir?" The noble young man raised his eyebrows and became interested. The man's voice was strange. He couldn't tell, but he didn't bother to worry about it. What was really important was the elixir.

And the more Shen Yi listened to her voice, the more it sounded like the voice of the Fengshen in a certain game in her previous life. It didn't sound like a man's voice, but the breathy voice made people feel like a man spoke like this.

Very different feeling.

"Correct."

"What pills do you have?"

"I have the Peiyuan Pill..." Tsurumi Chuyun was about to tell all the pills he had, but before he mentioned the Peiyuan Pill, the noble young man's eyes lit up and he interrupted her directly.

"how much do you have?"

"23."

The noble young man was slightly disappointed. As part of his family had moved out in recent days, there were still many left in Huaiying City. These 23 Peiyuan Pills were not enough, or even a drop in the bucket.

But soon the disappointment in his eyes disappeared. 23 Peiyuan Pills were certainly not enough for a family, but if it was just him, it would definitely be enough.

"How much silver do you sell for one piece?"

Tsurumi Chuyun didn't say anything and just held out three fingers, but she regretted it the next second.

The noble young man nodded at the speed of light, barely giving her time to react, and threw several money bags directly onto the stall. The silver coins inside clattered and rubbed, making jingling sounds.

"I want it all."

"...Harm~"

... (end of this chapter)