I'm playing tricks in the world of mythology

Chapter 138 The 'Stupid' Dong Yu
While Lin Luo was facing an optional task, Zheng Jiayin looked at Xiao Er's bluish fingerprints and festered feet in the back room, dumbfounded, and called Xiao Er's real name:

"Brother Kill, what's going on? You're in such a mess?"

Xiao Er blushed, and immediately slapped himself severely: "It's all because of this ghost!"

"What's going on?" Zheng Jiayin looked at Xiaoer in puzzlement and asked.

Xiao Er explained: "Yesterday, after I learned about the itinerary of Fan Wujiu and his group, I sneaked into the inn quietly, knocked out the original Xiao Er in the inn, and then..."

"It's fine if you kill it, why bother." Zheng Jiayin interrupted.

Xiao Er's eyes widened: "What do you know? You know how to kill. Fan Wujiu is Hei Wuchang, who is most sensitive to new souls. Even if I beat that person to death, he might not be able to find out. How much trouble did you save?"

"Okay, you're right, then what?" Zheng Jiayin asked again with a naive smile.

Xiao Er scolded: "When I mention this, I get angry. I didn't expect this bastard to be a flower picker! In the past few months..."

As he spoke, Xiaoer told Zheng Jiayin exactly what he had eavesdropped on, and at the end he covered his lower abdomen and added:
"Li Shishi is a woman, so naturally she hates flower picking thieves. From her posture at that time, it was clearly aimed at this place. If I hadn't flashed so fast, the whole lower body would have shed its skin!"

"How long has Li Shishi been practicing Taoism? You can't hide from this?" Zheng Jiayin blurted out.

"Dong Yu! You are getting more and more stupid!"

The waiter also called out Zheng Jiayin's real name, and taught him a lesson: "Hide? I'm a shop waiter and I hide? Do you think Fan Wujiu is as stupid as you? When he sees the abnormality and comes to me, should I kill him or not?"

Zheng Jiayin scratched her head and said apologetically, "I...I didn't think about it that much."

"You are one of Xiangliu's Nine Souls anyway, can you have some IQ? If this goes on, how can I rest assured to cooperate with you?" Xiaoer looked like he hated iron for being weak.

"My brain has always been difficult, you all know this, but it doesn't matter, I leave it to you to use my brain, and I can do my best." Zheng Jiayin said heartlessly.

Xiaoer sighed: "Alas! Siddrill is an idiot, and you are an idiot. Could it be that Xiangliu's original IQ has been left to me?"

"Well, that must be the case. Big Brother Kill has bothered you, and I want you to remind us all the time." Zheng Jiayin clasped her fists and bowed slightly.

But the moment she lowered her head, the slightly raised corners of her mouth and the fleeting sarcasm in her eyes still betrayed her—she was by no means as stupid as Xiao Er said.

"Forget it, it's hard work for those who can, not to mention you and I are one, who else can I trust except you?" Xiaoer waved his hand and said generously.

"Then what should we do now?" Zheng Jiayin looked forward to the younger one.

Xiao Er pondered for a moment and said: "The most important thing now is to get them to the Town God's Temple to meet Meng Po as soon as possible. After I go out later, I will use the bad luck of the past two days as an excuse to let them send me to the Town God's Temple to pray and offer incense. , they should not refuse."

"I definitely won't refuse. They hurt you like this, so I still have to do some superficial work." Zheng Jiayin said with reason.

"As long as you understand? Superficial skills? I am a flower picker, who told you that you will definitely do superficial skills with flower pickers? Use your brains more!" Xiaoer cursed in a low voice.

Zheng Jiayin's pupils shrank slightly, and she clenched her right fist, but she still said bitterly, "You just said..."

"This is just a first-hand preparation. I still have a second-hander. Do you think that everyone is just like you, going all the way to death?" Xiaoer said coldly.

"Brother Kill, go ahead, little sister, listen." Zheng Jiayin smiled embarrassingly.

Only then did Xiaoer nod in satisfaction, and said in one breath: "According to the records of the Taixu Era, Fan Wujiu met Zheng Jiayin and Xin Qiji by chance on the street, and then the three of them went to the Town God's Temple together.

After encountering Manzhushahua and Meng Po in the Town God's Temple, they went to the Three Emperors Patriarchs' Association again, and then fell into an illusion.

In the end, Fan Wujiu broke through the illusion and was about to escape, but was forced by me to commit suicide in the inn. "

"Yes, this is what we are going to do now. As for actually killing Fan Wujiu, we have to wait until 800 years later."

After a pause, Zheng Jiayin said again: "I remember you said that the most important thing in this itinerary is to meet Manzhu Shahua in the City God's Temple, because these two people will be the key to attracting him to join the game in 800 years."

"Well, you still remember what I said, that's good." Xiao Er praised Zheng Jiayin like a child eating green vegetables.

Zheng Jiayin immediately became happy, and asked again: "However, what does these things have to do with our current situation?"

"The Era of Taixu pointed out that Zheng Jiayin must be with Xin Qiji before Fan Wujiu would go to the Three Emperors Patriarchs' Association, because he and the latter were old acquaintances." Xiao Er raised his brows and said. (For previous review, please click here)
Zheng Jiayin looked blank: "Why did it become the Three Emperors Patriarchs Association again? Didn't you go to the Town God's Temple?"

"Idiot! I just praised you, and you immediately became stupid. Xin Qiji can let Fan Wujiu go to the Three Emperors Patriarchs Association, but can't he let him go to the Town God's Temple?"

Xiao Er cursed all the time, and then asked darkly: "Where's Xin Qiji? Don't tell me he didn't come, or I will tear you apart."

"Come on, come on, it's in the backyard."

Zheng Jiayin shrank her head submissively, and couldn't help asking: "What should I tell Xin Qiji?"

"You can figure it out for yourself." Xiaoer said angrily, "Can you use your brain? Ah? Can you!?"

"I really can't."

Zheng Jiayin cried and said: "You taught me how to talk to him before. I couldn't understand a word of the words he made, I..."

"All right, all right, I can't ask too much of you."

Xiao Er's tone was rather helpless, and after thinking for a while, he said, "I can't think of a practical solution for the time being, so let's adapt to the situation when the time comes. Anyway, remember, you can say whatever you want to get Fan Wujiu to go to the Temple of the City God."

"Oh." Zheng Jiayin nodded half understanding.

"Okay, I've been here for too long, I'm afraid they'll get suspicious."

Said Xiao Er lay down on a bed in the back room: "Just apply some medicine to me, then find a piece of white cloth to tie it up, and we can talk about it when we go out."

"Wipe...Which kind of wipe?" Zheng Jiayin looked at the bottles and cans in the cabinet, and turned her head to ask.

"Whatever! Do you know what you want? Stupid pig!" Xiao Er jumped up from the bed, pointed at Zheng Jiayin's nose and cursed.

"Yes Yes."

Zheng Jiayin picked up a black porcelain bottle and walked to Xiao Er, forced a smile and said, "Lie down first."

"Yeah." Xiao Er snorted rather dissatisfied, and then jumped up from the bed again: "Dong Yu! What the hell are you holding? You can't read?"

The word 'arsenic' was written impressively on the black porcelain bottle.

"I, I, I... I took it wrong." Zheng Jiayin blushed, and was about to turn around and change it.

Xiao Eryi waved his hand: "Forget it, arsenic is similar to white sugar to me, so let's just leave it at that."

"well."

Zheng Jiayin poured some white powder from the porcelain bottle, and spread it evenly on Xiao Er's feet: "Brother Kill, you have to be careful later, Fan Wujiu may wait for an opportunity to deal with you."

"I'm already like this? How else does he want to deal with me?"

Xiao Er pointed at his feet, angrily, and then taunted: "Hmph! It's just some skin trauma. If he has the guts, he doesn't dare to kill him, otherwise Yan Jun won't spare him."

"It's better to be careful, he is so difficult to kill, it must be unusual." Zheng Jiayin reminded again.

"Don't worry about it. I'm an ordinary person now. I dare not say it in the future. Today he won't torment me anymore. Otherwise, he won't be able to eat and walk around after I die."

Xiaoer looked determined, then sniffed his nose vigorously, and asked in surprise, "What smell?"

"Fire!"

Zheng Jiayin pointed to the flames that came in through the windows and the cracks in the door, and said puzzledly:
"It shouldn't be, why is it full of fire outside? In the morning, Catcher Li clearly said that the fire prevention measures in our hospital are very good."

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