The Autobiography of Cinnamon

Chapter 3
Damn, this is definitely not the deity's doing!
A rough soprano can be heard eight hundred miles away.

"Mortal World Immortal Record" was thrown down together with Linxian Sanren.

The other person who was thrown into the mortal world was Guan Diexian, who was accidentally inhaled and became a spirit when Linxian Sanren was cultivating immortality.

Naturally, a serious immortal would not use such an official butterfly fairy, so the official butterfly fairy had nowhere to go.

Therefore, there is another crime added to Linxian Sanren's scumbag name.

"Xianjun, you only had twelve years of immortality during your mortal experience. Naturally, you don't have enough experience. It's no wonder that Xianjun has never met such a scumbag—"

"Guan Diexian, now that the deity has been demoted to the mortal world, it is safer to call me by the name of the layman—"

The layman's name of Linxian Sanren - Chumo.

The original surname is Lezheng, but after cultivating immortality, the surname will fade away with the mortal world.

"Xianjun, even if you were demoted to the mortal world, you are still an immortal—" Guan Diexian said immediately.

At this time, the Guandiexian, who has lost her fairy spirit, is just a piece of white and tender ginseng root, seven or eight more beards than ordinary ginseng, and her voice is as immature as a boy, but in fact it is a ginseng root that has grown for 80 years and is about to mature. At this moment, he was patting on the robe of his own fairy, not daring to be distracted.

"You still have a bit of conscience—" Chu Mo collected "The Record of the Immortal World", ticked off, and patted the dust on the school uniform.

When you pay your debts, you pay your debts.

Yes, at this time, her first mortal bill has already begun.

Let’s talk about this passage:
The original owner of her mortal world is called Chi Chumo.

Note: As long as the fairy family descends to the mortal world, it must talk about the fate of the fairy.

The same name is a fairy fate of the worst street.

The story is also very simple and can be read in one breath.

Because the heroine lived too short a time, her lifespan was already gone at the age of 19.

The original owner, Chi Chumo, was a college student, more famous as a school bully, with bad grades and a carefree personality.

In fact, all the family property was secretly taken away by the stepmother. Unfortunately, the original owner didn't know it until his death.

Falling in love with a school grass, was instigated by the school grass to save his own lover, in the end, he was kidnapped by the gangsters and sold into the devil's lair.

But with the character of the original owner, naturally he couldn't swallow his anger and find a chance to escape.Within two days, he was beaten half to death, tortured for half a month, and died.

and so--

Chu Mo rubbed his forehead, there is no technical content in this stupid thing.

What kind of name is not good, Chi Chumo—late ink, the pen is out of oil, how can the grades be not sloppy.

Did Father Chi take any time to choose his name?
"Xianjun, what should we do now?" The little ginseng beard protruded from the pocket of the school uniform, and gently tugged at the zipper of the school uniform.

"What can I do—" Chu Mo rolled his eyes angrily.

Now she is Chi Chumo, and she came here to wait for her two daily attendants.

As for why I am waiting for these two attendants here today.

I have to talk about the famous school grass of their S high school.

That's right, Chi Chumo just fell in love with this famous school girl, it's fine for others to have a crush on her, but she brought her crush to the table, and immediately became the target of all the girls in the school.

But Chi Chumo is not afraid, who is she?

The top female gangster in S High School, she is always involved in cockfights and fights on weekdays. After cleaning up the students who secretly made fun of her for a few days, she is waiting here again today, ready to repair it severely A girl who ate with the school grass today.

The school grass——Chu Ji, a young man with a cool name, a handsome appearance, a good family background, and a good study.

God is sometimes so unfair, concentrating all the advantages on one person, making others want to commit suicide and not understand envy.

"Sister Mo—"

"Sister Mo—"

Two delinquent teenagers ran over, with short hair dyed blond, and graffiti on the white part of the school uniform.

"Who is blocking today?" Huang Maopang asked immediately.

Before finishing speaking, another figure ran over hesitantly.

Chu Mo frowned, she didn't have such a person under her impression.

"Xianjun, Xianjun, this is your marriage—"

Marriage?Chu Mo frowned, what kind of marriage?
Immediately, Guan Diexian felt a little melancholy, he had done hundreds of thousands of years of mortal experience, but he didn't know the reason for this experience at all.

"Xianjun, do you still remember that you rejected Yingpu Sanren 800 years ago?"

"Is there such a thing?" Chu Mo asked seriously, thinking about it carefully, um, I don't remember it.

Immediately Guan Diexian shed a few tears for Yingpu Sanren, at least he was the only one who pleaded for his own immortal yesterday.

"Xianjun, the old immortal has turned over the records of the mortal world, Xianjun, your marriage is very shallow, so I sentenced you to a mortal marriage, in order to allow you to experience more—"

"Sister Mo—"

The followers didn't wait for their boss's order, so they looked suspiciously at the determined and hesitant young man walking towards them. The school uniform was their school uniform, but they didn't know him at all.

Su Mu—Student of S High School.

It is true that there is not much interaction with the original owner, Su Mu. Due to a previous fight between gangsters, Chu Mo rescued Su Mu by chance. In the next few contacts, it was Su Mu who took the initiative to find the original owner, trying to persuade the original owner not to be such a jerk again. .

However, Chu Mo scolded him several times.

After Chu Mo's death, Su Mu's tragedy began.

Su Mu heard clues about the original owner being sold out from nowhere, but no one believed his words, so he had to venture alone to find the original owner, but was also caught, failed to escape several times, and was secretly sold out of the country. No audio.

According to the record in "Fantasy Fairy Records", Su Mu died after being tortured for two years.

Chu Mo looked at the young man who walked over. The young man was very thin, his shoulders could not support the school uniform on his body, but his height was extremely high, making him even more malnourished.

The juvenile's not-so-excellent facial features are even weaker because of his thinness, and his hair is also well-behaved and even a bit rustic.

"Student Chi Chumo, school is over, we should go back earlier, here..." Humans and snakes mixed together...

"Who are you? You are still a classmate, dare to meddle in my sister Mo's business—" Huang Maopang said what Chu Mo wanted to say with great interest, and even his momentum was two points higher than Chu Mo's.

"My name is Su Mu—this year is the third year of high school—the college entrance examination will be in the next semester—"

"Yo——Su Mu—who are you to me, who cares about me? What does it have to do with you whether I pass the college entrance examination?" Chu Mo sneered, annoyed that other people control her the most.

This kid was so stubborn at first sight, no wonder he would do such a stupid thing, and in the end the debt was still on her head.

She said, how can it be life-threatening to repay the debt well?

"I, I just feel—" The boy's eyelashes were extremely thick, fluttering like butterfly wings, and he couldn't say the next sentence.

Xianjun, this is your fate, look at what you said, you shouldn't say hello, and then...

Guan Die is in a hurry.

Chu Mo nodded, now there is no other way but to practice hard.

"Don't tell me you like me?" Chu Momi squinted her eyes and said suddenly.

Suddenly there was a breeze, and the tips of the young man's ears turned red for an instant, and he was so choked that he couldn't speak.

(End of this chapter)