Who wouldn’t make money now that they’ve all ascended?

Chapter 189 Jin Yilang

Is Sikong being controlled?

"The Book Fairy can turn water into ink, and the Book Fairy's pen can write on people and control them. Just now, Sikong should have been awake and deliberately pretended to be unconscious. The ink marks on his face now were written by the Book Fairy. Demand. From now on, he will no longer be Sikong, he will be the book boy of the Book Fairy."

Jiang Su suddenly heard this voice in her heart, and she was startled. It was Fang Zhe's secret message to her.

"..." Forget it, he took the initiative to speak, and I had to reply.

"In other words, can this control his soul and dominate his body? Will he become the person the Book Fairy wants him to be from now on?"

It sounds so powerful. Doesn't it mean that she can control many monks to become her book boys? Her writing is like programming, setting the characters for the book boys, and the book boys will behave according to her requirements.

This is too cruel...

She glanced at Sikong's face, and the words on it were clearly visible.

[Keep your morals, be a good father, like Meng Hui, love Meng Hui, dote on Meng Hui, protect Meng Hui unconditionally, take responsibility...]
It turned out that Sikong was turned into a good father with twenty-four filial piety?
The book fairy took out a mask from nowhere, covered Sikong's face tightly, and cast spells. No need for a rope, it was already firmly on his face.

"From now on, you will be a book boy, Meng Kong."

Meng Kong stood up and bowed to the Book Fairy respectfully, "Yes, Book Fairy."

Jiang Su always felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange.

Fang Zhe said that Sikong had woken up. Could it be that this person had heard about Meng Huangliang, Zhang Yingyue and Meng Hui? Meng Huangliang used the method of touching his face to make him give up resistance and be controlled?

She was so scared... Well, as an outsider, how could she understand the feelings of the people in the drama? She just hoped that such a tortuous and sadistic thing would not happen to her.

Jiang Su felt a little wilted and felt irritated when he saw these people. He turned around and sat back to drink tea, only to find that the teacup he was using had been broken into six petals.

"..."

"Jiang Feng, this is the book fairy's thing." She said bluntly.

Meng Huangliang also returned to the table. Seeing the broken porcelain pieces in front of Jiang Su's table, he smiled helplessly and said in a soft tone, "Nothing's wrong, you're safe. Brother Daoist Jiang is always thinking about me. I still have a cup here. "

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Zhe picked up the pieces piece by piece and put them in his palm.

"Hey, you can easily scratch your hands!" Jiang Su subconsciously stopped him, but then he remembered that the two of them had a strange relationship now, and his hands stopped in mid-air and froze.

Fang Zhe didn't respond, he summoned fire in his palm, and in a moment, the porcelain cup returned to its original state.

He placed the cup in front of her again.

"..."

Jiang Su retracted his hand in a sullen voice, only to feel the embarrassment on his back.

Jiang Feng saw her reaction from the opposite side and was really surprised. He frowned and asked, "Jiang Su, did you take the wrong medicine these two days? Could it be that you killed someone?"

The book fairy on the side pursed her lips lightly at some point, suppressing a smile at the corner of her mouth. Her eyes were gentle and sizing, and glanced at Hong Yi and Qing Yi from time to time.

Hearing this, Shuxian asked curiously, "How has she been these past two days?"

"She suddenly wanted to go to a wine shop yesterday for a drink. One bottle of ordinary wine was not enough, so she ordered the most expensive and strongest one. She drank most of the bottle by herself. In the end, she took the wine bowl and threw it directly on my face, saying What remains unchanged..."

"Jiang Feng! Shut up!" Jiang Su gritted his teeth and stared at him, wanting to bite this man's neck off.

Jiang Feng looked at her with a smile but not a smile, his eyes were extremely cold, and he mocked, "Why, you still want to show off? Why didn't I see you asking for face when you cut my hair?"

Jiang Su feels bad...

The next moment, Xuanyi Sword Cultivator suddenly took out a stone and placed it on the table. ? ! Phonological stone, are you taking it out at this time? ! Are you trying to embarrass me on purpose? !

Jiang Su stood up with a squeaking sound. He held the table with his arms and was about to grab the stone Jiang Feng put on the table. He roared, "Jiang Feng! Are you taking revenge on me?! I will deduct a bowl of wine from you. How can you let me be with others?" Embarrassing in front of me!”

Jiang Feng didn't take it seriously, Shi Shiliang said.

"If life is like...what's the matter with the sad autumn wind? It's easy to change the heart of an old friend, but it's easy to change the heart of an old friend..."

Her voice became weaker and weaker, becoming slurred in the middle, and ended up saying,
"How lucky I am to be a man in fine clothes, and I wish that day with wings and branches..."

The girl whispered softly, whispering drunkenly in the wind, breaking the things sealed in her heart.

Jiang Su froze in place, a flush creeping up from his neck to his ears, as if there was hot lava burning his skin.

There is only one thing on her mind right now...

If she had known this, she wouldn't have memorized Nalan's poems when she was in school! The teacher asked her to recite a poem, so she turned into a spiritual little girl with dyed yellow hair and shouted, "The Qing Dynasty has fallen, who can recite the poem about the country's collapse!"

The red-clothed monk's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, with a hint of resentment, "In the old days, I wore brocade clothes, now I wear blue clothes."

"..."

Among the four of them, she was the only one wearing Tsing Yi.

Jiang Su understood. This man was blaming himself.

It was clear that she was the one who changed her heart, but she still insisted that her old friend had changed. The two had agreed to reunite in the upper world, but now she had become the ruthless man in brocade, and only wanted to see each other again by fate.

Jiang Su withdrew his hand and sat down again, his whole body as if turned to stone.

long silence.

"Well, this alchemy pays attention to the right time, place, and people. I will go back today and come to visit the Book Fairy another day."

She stood up and ran out of the pavilion from the side.

The white mist was misty, covering most of the road.

"Bang -" She felt something small hit her leg.

The next moment, the cry sounded, "UuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuCoupt

Jiang Su was dumbfounded, and quickly groped around his legs, picked up the kid he had just bumped into, and wiped his little face, "Meng Hui? Are you okay? Does it hurt where you were hit?"

The little boy found that his beloved sister Susu was holding him, sobbed and crawled into her arms, "Sister! I miss you so much, but the fruit I picked every time is gone, and I want to give it to my sister."

Jiang Su: Please don’t rub your nose on me.

In the white mist, the red clothes were particularly obvious. He walked up to her and his voice came from above her head, "Aren't you going to stay a little longer?"

She wanted to say no!
"The book fairy's illness seems to be serious. She is willing to pay 100,000 high-grade Yuanshi for treatment."

When Jiang Su heard the second half of the sentence, he immediately stood up with his son in his arms. His expression was cold and solemn, and he said in a deep voice, "It must be treated. There is no time to delay."

This money must be earned, it would hurt her to wait any longer.

Under the mask, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he walked in front, leading her back to the pavilion.

This time the white mist filled the entire pavilion, and she could only clearly see the looming figures of a few people and the colors of their clothes.

Only then did she ask the doubts in her heart, "How come the white mist gathers in this residence of the Book Fairy and never disperses?"