20demayo Chapter 73 Feeling Irritable, Wanting to Eat People
Chapter 73 Feeling Irritable, Wanting to Eat People
Downstairs in the hall, Li Tingyun sat alone, surrounded by a large group of cats.
The customers who had been petting the cats earlier had all left, but the cats were still not satisfied. Their cheeks were very itchy, so they could only lick each other's fur or scratch their ears and cheeks with their hind legs.
But if it gets as fat as that big, chubby orange cat, things won't be so good.
The orange cat raised its hind paws but couldn't reach its neck. It looked around blankly, its back resembling a golden, oily pistol leg.
Li Tingyun's appetite was greatly aroused, and he didn't realize it until the pistol leg slipped away from his sight.
I'm so hungry, my eyes are blurry from hunger.
He remembered the Qiankun bag that had been stolen from him by the Black and White Impermanence, which contained a few leftover snacks.
Mei Shiyu prepared all the snacks for him; his good master... went to save him from suffering.
irritable.
As for Yuan Che...
Li Tingyun looked at the palm-sized golden coffin in front of him, which looked just like a warm and fluffy osmanthus cake.
He wiped his face hard.
Yuan Che's soul and spirit were damaged; it was his own doing, and he brought this upon himself, returning himself to his coffin.
Mei Shiyu handed the golden coffin back to Li Tingyun with peace of mind, then sent him out. She set up a barrier outside the private room to prevent anyone from interfering with or interrupting the spellcasting, thus avoiding irreversible consequences.
A fluorescent blue mark appeared on Li Tingyun's wrist, which was the sword intent of the Azure Frost Sword and could be used for self-defense.
Mei Shiyu is always very considerate of others.
And so, Li Tingyun carried the golden coffin downstairs. When he was in a bad mood, he would be very hungry.
The hunger came on fiercely, and he desperately wanted to swallow something to satisfy his rumbling stomach.
The fat orange cat felt a chill run down its spine from the intense gaze fixed on its prey. It quickly twisted its belly and jumped off the table with a "duang" sound.
The black cat blinked its green eyes and gestured with its paws on the ground. One after another, white, greasy ghost hands rose from the ground.
Li Tingyun's expression hardened. Aren't these the same ghostly things from the coffin shop in Yongjie Town?
The ghost hand didn't attack him; instead, it gently stroked the cats' fur. It turned out these things had this purpose.
His arms were so white and white, they looked like a good place to grind his teeth...
When Li Tingyun came to his senses again, he had already grabbed one of the ghostly hands and bit down on it.
Crunchy.
The demonic hand transformed into a wisp of demonic energy and vanished between the lips and teeth.
Xuanmao looked at him with a look of astonishment, as if he had seen a ghost.
Li Tingyun wiped his mouth. "Take me to Si Wuxie."
He seems to be acting increasingly abnormally.
He needs to use this time to accumulate more merit at the market so he can quickly turn back!
As for Si Wuxie, his identity as a ghost messenger and his connections in the underworld can be of great use.
The black cat thought for a moment, nodded to him, turned around and led the way, gesturing with its tail for him to follow.
Under his guidance, Li Tingyun passed through the back hall of the inn.
It's a whole different world.
Pavilions, terraces, painted boats, waterside pavilions, winding corridors, and houses arranged in a pleasing and orderly manner, are a feast for the eyes.
Li Tingyun followed the black cat, winding through the long corridor and into the depths of the garden.
……
In a secluded place, there is an elegant octagonal pavilion with eight bells on the eaves that remain unmoved by the wind, quiet and still.
The bells are magical artifacts used to set up protective barriers, making it seem as if a light veil hangs around the pavilion, isolating it from the outside world.
In the center of the pavilion was a chaise lounge, upon which a nine-tailed red fox lay.
The fox's head spun rapidly like a top, almost shaking its brains to a standstill.
He shook off the water from his own clothes, but soaked the person next to him like a drowned rat.
Xia Changfeng's smile didn't disappear; it simply shifted to Si Wuxie's face.
The fox's smile was sly and wicked.
Xia Changfeng reached out and grabbed his mouth, subduing him in one move.
This was a great humiliation for the canine, and the fox scratched the back of his hand with its sharp claws.
Several fresh wounds lay haphazardly across the body, the skin torn and flesh gaping, the bone visible beneath.
There was no ruthless thing Si Wuxie couldn't do.
Xia Changfeng's expression remained unchanged as he held onto the fox's mouth tightly.
The leather straps used to secure the wristbands on the arms became a size larger, slipped off the arms, and caught on the fox's mouth.
The leather strap continued to grow larger, encasing the fox's head and settling around its neck, before suddenly shrinking.
Not too tight, not too loose, it fits perfectly around the neck.
Si Wuxie never expected that he would be forced to wear a collar!
A disgrace upon a disgrace.
These days, even mythical beasts value "human rights" and wearing collars is no longer fashionable.
That is a trampling of dignity.
He, a fox demon who had cultivated the demonic path for over a thousand years, was actually humiliated by this brat, who put a collar on him and treated him like a slave?!
It’s tolerable, it’s unbearable!
Si Wuxie transformed into human form, but the collar enlarged accordingly, still firmly locking his snow-white neck within the black leather strap.
He tried countless methods but failed to remove it, and instead rubbed his neck and collarbone until they turned red.
A patch of red clouds, like a vibrant peach orchard, was incredibly beautiful.
As a fox demon, Si Wuxie naturally possesses an indescribable alluring charm. Even though her every move is perfectly normal, one can still discern a hint of seductive allure.
Xia Changfeng sat on the couch, one arm resting on the armrest, the other supporting his head.
Her gaze lingered on him without any restraint.
Now, all he has to do is beckon with his finger, and the fox will come to him on its own.
Si Wuxie's limbs suddenly went limp and became unresponsive, causing him to half-squat between Xia Changfeng's long legs.
He looked astonished. "What did you do to me?"
Its body snaked upwards along its knees.
Suddenly, the two heard a clear, ringing bell.
somebody is coming.