This Guy is Wrong

  Chapter 646 The Priestess Duojiao (22)

  There are not many people in Qingfeng Hall. Chuzheng passed by, but he didn't see a few people. If it wasn't for the fairy air here, Chuzheng thought it was a ghost hall.

   Chuzheng pushed open the side door of the main hall and entered quietly.

   Lingji was at the desk engraved with the Philosopher's Stone. Chuzheng didn't make any sound, but he still stopped and called softly, "Xiaozheng?"

   "How do you know I'm here, can't you see?" The good person card is not fake, right?

   "You have the aura of the dark element on you, I can see it." Lingji paused and added: "It's very special." You can recognize it at a glance.

   "I'm obviously restrained." Chuzheng sat down in Fuyi: "How can you see?"

"Maybe it's because I also have dark elements in my body, so I'm more sensitive." Lingji's fingers carefully avoided the things on the table, touching her hand and holding it: "You are very restrained, there will be no one but me. It's obvious."

   "Oh." Chuzheng looked at the table: "What are you carving?"

   "Sorcerer's Stone." Lingji said.

"What is the use?"

   "Store light magic."

   Because there are too few light magicians.

   So many things that require light magic can be replaced by magic stones.

  Chuzheng suddenly got up, surrounded him from behind, took out a gold plaque and put it in his hand: "You re-carve a collar for Yi Cun, it keeps yelling at me and makes a lot of noise."

   Lingji groped for the sign with his fingers, and his tone was a little helpless: "Why did you grab its collar in the first place?"

  "..." Barren mountains and wild ridges, it's the only one alive, I won't rob it... No, I won't buy it, who do I buy?

   Can you say this?

cannot!

   Am I shameless? !

   Chuzheng rested his chin on Lingji's shoulder and said in a low voice, "It's nothing."

  No more questions about the spiritual trace, and began to sketch the appearance of this thing and the things that need to be engraved in his mind.

   "Xiaozheng, can you stop pressing me?" Lingji suddenly said, Chuzheng was pressing him like this, and his hands were a little weak.

   "Oh." Chuzheng dropped his hand from his shoulders and wrapped it directly around his waist.

  Spirit: "…"

   Lingji put down his things, and pulled Chuzheng into his arms: "Don't move, or you will disturb me, okay?"

   Chuzheng: "…"

   But I want to hold you even more!

   Is this what a girl should do?

   Chuzheng saw that Lingji had already taken the carving knife, but he didn't struggle.

  Spiritual traces can only be engraved by feeling, Chuzheng raised his eyes slightly and saw his smooth chin, slightly tensed, and the profile of his face looked like a beautiful painting.

   Chuzheng looked at the engraving of the spiritual trace, the light magic infiltrated with the figure, and when the figure was formed, a formation was completed.

After the    spirit trace was engraved, he asked, "What material are you using?"

   He didn't feel any element on it.

   is also not like jade...but it feels very good to carve, much better than the magic stone.

   "Gold."

  "..." The spirit trail fell silent.

   At the beginning, she also left a pile of gold coins for Yi Cun.

  The hall was silent, the spiritual trace was quietly engraved with the Philosopher's Stone, and Chuzheng leaned against him.

   Jiuqu came in to deliver tea. Seeing Chuzheng being held by Lingji, he was slightly surprised. Seeing that Lingji was not affected, this picture didn’t seem so unacceptable.

   In the past, the owner always stayed alone in the empty and cold hall.

   He also wanted to accompany him, but the master always refused.

   And he really can't stay here forever.

  There are many things in the temple, and he needs to deal with those trivial matters that do not require the master to make decisions.

   Jiuqu sighed slightly in his heart, put down his things, and quietly retreated.

   Lingji stopped him, and handed the engraved small gold medal to Jiuqu: "Find something to tie this, and put it on Yi Inch."

   Isn't this the piece of gold that Miss Chuzheng tried to get him from before?

   Give an inch... engraved? -

   Jiuqu went out with a small gold medal, found something to tie it, and then went to find an inch.

   Yi Cun was running happily on a long corridor, Jiuqu appeared, Yicun sprinted over 100 meters, his huge body rushed towards Jiuqu.

   Jiuqu was thrown to the ground unsurprisingly.

   "Wow!"

   Jiuqu pushed the one-inch enthusiastic head away and put the small gold medal on it.

   "Wow!" This is not my collar!

   "Yeah, the master carved it for you." Jiuqu said.

   "Wang Wang Wang!" Kai Sen, the owner is so nice.

   Jiuqu saw that its dog face was full of dissoluteness, and said gloatingly: "But this brand is made by the girl Chuzheng, and it is made of gold."

   An inch dog's face slumped down instantly.

   "Wang Wang Wang Wang!" The little thief must have no good intentions.

   "I think Miss Chuzheng is getting impatient with your arguing." Jiuqu told the truth in one sentence.

   One inch of cowardice is going to die, but he always remembers his collar.

   So it can only run to the door of Chuzheng every day and call.

   Chuzheng came out and ran.

   Jiuqu saw Chuzheng looking for an inch with murderous intent for several days.

   "Okay, stop arguing about Miss Chuzheng." Jiuqu warned Yi Cun.

   "Wang Wang Wang!" She wanted to lie to our master! And bully the master!

   Jiuqu suddenly became nervous: "Why did Miss Chuzheng bully the master?"

   "Wang Wang Wang Wang!" She pressed the master! This way...

   Jiuqu: "..." In the future, it seems that you have to pay more attention to it, and you can't let it run around.

   Jiuqu coughed lightly and changed the subject very quickly.

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   Kaitian sacrifice.

   On this day, there will be a grand ceremony of sacrifice to heaven, and the ceremony of Penghua City will be presided over by the temple.

   When the time comes, the priest will walk through the entire Penghua City to complete the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heavens.

   Chuzheng didn't know there was such an event, she only knew that Lingji was very busy recently.

   "Girl, your stuff."

  Chuzheng retracted her mind of listening to the gossip, handed the gold coin to the shopkeeper, took the things and left.

  Xu is because of the sacrifice, people in the shrine can be seen everywhere, busy arranging on the streets.

   "The first zither."

  Fuyu's face emerged from behind the crowd and ran directly in front of her, his face full of excitement and excitement, like seeing a long-lost relative.

   "It's really you, I thought it was dazzling."

   "It turns out you're blind."

  "..." Fu Yu was choked. After not seeing her for such a long time, Miss Chuzheng was still so incapable of answering. Fu Yu rolled his eyes: "I didn't have time to talk to you last time. Jiuqu said that you are a guest of Lord Priest. Are you still in Qingfeng Palace?"

"Um."

   "How did you get in?" Fu Yu was curious.

Why is    a guest of the priest?

  The fire of Fuyu gossip is burning.

   However, Chuzheng, the big guy who just wanted to listen to gossip and didn't want to discuss it, ignored his question.

  Fu Yu also knew that the priest's gossip was definitely not so easy to inquire about, and he didn't feel much loss in his heart.

   "You have to be careful about that eldest princess." Fu Yu remembered this and reminded Chuzheng: "I always thought she wouldn't just let it go."

   (end of this chapter)