Si Lei Zhenjun

Chapter 109: One Heart, Two Uses

Chu Xing's smile at this moment was uglier than crying. With great difficulty, he shifted his gaze to the pair of autumn eyes under the long eyelashes of the White Bone Demon Princess. He forced himself to look at her calmly and spread his hands:

"Look, I told you Tang Sanzang's behavior was offensive, didn't I? Palace Master, you're getting a little angry just by hearing this!"

"How can you tell I'm angry, little darling? I'm obviously smiling happily."

The Bone Demon Princess smiled sweetly, blinked her watery eyes, and suddenly a stick the size of a baseball bat appeared in her slender and delicate face.

Chu Xing: “??!”

Then I will be unhappy soon!

……

Five days later, the Bone Palace.

As a breeze blew by, Qi Wufeng's figure suddenly appeared in the hall.

"Cui'er! Have you seen my good disciple? I searched all over the White Bone Palace but couldn't find him."

The Bone Demon Princess quickly closed the book in her hand and put it away, her eyebrows slightly furrowed. "Why are you so anxious to find him?"

Qi Wufeng rolled his eyes, a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he flipped his palm and held a three-foot-tall mini puppet in front of her:

"Hey, Cui'er, do you know what this is?"

The puppet has a small and exquisite head, and its body shines with a silver-gray metallic luster. The lines are smooth, and the shape is compact, exquisite and powerful. The three words "Dahuangfeng" are clearly engraved on its chest.

The Bone Demon Princess simply glanced at him with a strange expression, "Puppet doll?"

"Hmph, you don't know the value of it! 'Da Huang Feng' is the cornerstone of the revival of our Qian Gui Men's traditional puppetry." Qi Wufeng said dissatisfiedly.

"Oh."

The Bone Demon Princess showed no interest at all. She picked up the stick beside her leg and threw it towards the corner with all her might.

"What are you looking at? Write well!"

boom!

"what!!!"

Bang!

"Ok?"

It was at this time that Qi Wufeng noticed his good disciple lying on a desk in the corner, writing furiously with a bruised face. He felt that this scene seemed familiar.

He paid no attention to his obedient disciple's constant pleading glances. Instead, he looked at the Bone Demon Lady with great interest, a gossipy expression on his face.

"Hey Cui'er, what on earth did this kid do this time? To make you so angry?"

"I haven't done anything wrong." A cold light flashed in the beautiful eyes of the Bone Demon Princess, and she answered casually.

Hearing this, Qi Wufeng couldn't help but feel indignant on behalf of his good disciple:

"Why did you hit him when he didn't do anything wrong? Cui'er, I'm not saying anything harsh on you, but you really need to change your temper. Wusheng is such a good child, why do you always bully him by relying on your cultivation..."

Qi Wufeng became more and more excited as he spoke, and he kept talking with no intention of stopping.

The Bone Demon Princess listened quietly with an expressionless face, but as time went on, her face gradually darkened. Finally, she could no longer endure it and uttered a word through gritted teeth:

"He told me a story about 'The Monkey King's Three Struggles with the White Bone Demon'!"

When Qi Wufeng heard this, he shut his mouth instantly as if someone had suddenly grabbed his neck.

After being stunned for a few seconds, he stiffly gave the Bone Demon Lady a thumbs-up and laughed dryly:

"Well done, Cui'er! This evil disciple really deserves a beating! Haha... Well, I suddenly remembered that I have some important matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave now."

Before he finished speaking, Qi Wufeng's figure had disappeared without a trace, leaving only a slight sound of wind echoing in the air.

"It's been five days, and you haven't finished writing yet?" The Bone Demon Queen walked to the desk in the corner with a cold face.

Alas, life is not easy, sighed the dog author.

In my previous life, my novel was such a failure that I didn’t even get asked to update it, but now someone is holding a stick and urging me to update it on the spot!

Chu Xing's face was filled with bitterness, and he didn't dare to stop the action in his hands for a moment:

"The sequel is nearly 500,000 words long. Even if my hand breaks from writing, I can only write a little over 30,000 words a day at most."

There was no way. As soon as he stopped, the Bone Demon Queen would throw her stick at his face.

And the speed was so fast that he couldn't avoid it no matter how hard he tried.

"You are a cultivator, not a mortal. Can't you do two things at the same time and write with both hands?" The Bone Demon Queen frowned.

That makes sense, why didn't I think of that?

Although I am not left-handed, I should get used to it after writing for a while.

Chu Xing woke up as if from a dream. He probed his consciousness into the storage bag and wanted to take out another set of paper and pen, ready to use both hands to "type".

However, when he saw the four corpses in the storage bag, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind, and he immediately summoned all four corpses out.

Then he took out three sets of pens, ink, paper and inkstone, and a desk.

He was multitasking, controlling the four corpses, who sat two by two at a desk, and then he picked up his pen, dipped it in ink, and began to "type".

The corner of the Bone Demon Princess's eyes twitched, and her eyes were stern:

“Why don’t you write it yourself?”

Chu Xing stood up and stretched, and said indignantly:

"Controlling a puppet is also tiring, okay? And didn't I give you a few storybooks to read first? Why are you in such a hurry?"

"I'm almost done reading it." The Bone Demon Princess said lightly.

So fast? Chu Xing was slightly startled, then reacted immediately.

Cui'er is a cultivator who is undergoing tribulation. It is normal that she can know the content on each page just by taking a glance at it.

"Then I'll give you a few more."

Without thinking too much, he took out a few more storybooks and handed them to the other party.

Unexpectedly, the Bone Demon Lady ripped off the storage bag on his waist, took out all the books inside, and put them away together with the books he handed over.

Then he walked towards the jade couch without looking back.

Chu Xing suddenly panicked.

There are many stories in it that are not suitable for children.

If Cui Er saw this, wouldn't he be doomed?

Thinking of this, Chu Xing hurried forward and stretched out his hand to grab the sleeve of the White Bone Demon Princess, and said in a slightly attentive tone:

"Palace Master, it would be quite a hassle to choose the ones you like from so many storybooks. Why don't you give them to me first? I'll pick out the ones that are suitable for you and then return them to you."

"Hmm?" The Bone Demon Queen stopped and glanced coldly at the sleeve that was being pulled by the other party. Chu Xing let go of her hand awkwardly and took a step back.

"No need." The Bone Demon Princess' voice was ethereal and graceful, but without any emotion. "If I see something I don't like, I'll just look at another one. There's no need for you to interfere."

After saying that, she turned around again and walked towards the jade couch, leaving Chu Xing standing there alone, looking at her graceful back and groaning inwardly.