Abandoning the Emperor and Paying the World: Peerless Master

"Those people are outsiders who the young master brought back to the village. I never trusted them. By the way, give me the key to the warehouse."

He has to choose some high-quality fabrics for the young master to make clothes, but don't die too early, or the clothes will be for nothing.

However, after waiting for a long time, there was no reply from the people behind him.

Uncle Feng turned his head to look.

I saw the drunkard lying on the corridor, as drunk as a corpse! ! [

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Quiet room.

The cold walls, the cold floor, and the oil lamp that seems to be sleeping dead, the light hits the extremely smooth ceiling, everything seems to be constant and still.

Zi Xi was lying on the ground, her limbs were in the shape of a "big" character, and a trace of cold air seeped out from the ground and penetrated into her back.

She sneezed, closed her eyes, and scolded Master in her heart. After she finished scolding Master, she scolded Luo Bichen, after she finished scolding Luo Bichen, she scolded Uncle Feng. When there was no one to scold, she continued to scold Master, and when she was not satisfied with the scolding, she began to curse.

Curse Master's internal injuries will never heal for the rest of his life!

Curse the master to be killed by Luo Bichen in ten years!

Curse the master to be ruined and have nothing, everyone will be punished! !

Come again——

Curse Fallen Bichen...

Uh... She doesn't seem to understand Luo Bichen at all.

Then curse Luo Bichen to be instantly killed by his master ten years later...

Wait, this seems to be a bit of a contradiction.

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On the second day of the quiet room asceticism, Zixi survived the curse and conflicts.Because I was too hungry, I tore up the only pamphlet that could satisfy my hunger and ate it. The taste was self-evident and hard to swallow.

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Early on the third day.

Uncle Feng delivered water and oil on time, but when he saw the incomplete booklet, he took the oil lamp away without saying anything.

This oil lamp was specially installed for Zixi to recite the words in the booklet. Since the booklet was destroyed, there was no need for the oil lamp to exist. [

So that day, in the darkness without a ray of light, Zixi didn't even have time to germinate fear, and directly entered the realm of despair.

Her whole body was weak, and she no longer had the strength to speak, or even think and curse in her heart.

"Probably dying..."

She kept repeating this sentence in her heart.

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Fourth day.

Uncle Feng helped Zixi, who was half dead, and slowly put a bowl of clear water into her mouth.

The water slid down the throat into Zi Xi's body, irrigating that dry body bit by bit.