Quick Transmigration: Hosts, We're Only Responsible for Counterattacking

Chapter 255 The Soul of a Fallen Beauty (27)

Ever since the abbot came to the palace, His Majesty has been depressed all the time.

He flicked his whisk and was immediately amazed by the smooth and graceful arc it created.

This doesn't seem to be his.

The young eunuch took a closer look, then was so shocked that he took several steps back.

The upper part of the wooden handle is engraved with two characters, "百覃".

Oh my god, how did the abbot of Baitan Temple end up in his hands?

Never mind, the little eunuch's eyes are like abacus beads.

When he got back, he tried to find a way to erase those two characters.

Even if you see it, the objects are similar, aren't they?

Lu Qian followed Bai Tan away, and he was always worried that something unexpected might happen.

Upon returning to the Black Cloud Temple, Bai Tan drove everyone away, claiming that he was going into seclusion to break through to a higher level and that no one should disturb him.

Although the young Taoist priests had doubts, they dared not voice them directly and could only pack their bags and go out together.

Bai Tan opened the small porcelain bottle and poured the contents into the alchemy furnace. He then took out several jade-like objects from a hidden compartment. Lu Qian, who was hiding at the door, heard the screams coming from inside and almost couldn't resist rushing in.

This is something he cannot do, because these refined souls have already lost their minds and will never have the chance to regain their senses.

Lu Qian waited outside for three whole days when a sudden clap of thunder struck the sky, and he looked over in surprise.

The place where Bai Tan refined elixirs was completely smashed to pieces.

Lu Qian was puzzled, as he remembered that Zhao Ruyi hadn't used this method.

How did he suddenly get struck by lightning?
Could it be that Heaven has finally had enough?

But that shouldn't be the case!

After a long while, Bai Tan crawled out of the ruins, covered in dust.

His face was completely blackened, but he was clutching something tightly in his hand.

Bai Tan looked eagerly at the thing in his hand, a lump of dark, muddy substance.

If he was only somewhat doubtful before, he now completely believes it.

It is said that when elixirs and miraculous medicines are produced, there will be strange phenomena.

This is probably why this bolt from the blue occurred.

Without the slightest hesitation, he rolled the medicinal paste into a ball.

Then just throw it into your mouth.

Lu Qian watched all of this with nervousness.

He even conjured a sharp knife in his hand, ready to respond to any unexpected events that might occur.

With a "thud," Bai Qin stumbled and stepped directly into the porcelain bottle that had fallen to the ground.

……

Shen Yun hummed a little tune as she looked at the lake in the Imperial Garden. Suddenly, a pile of unidentified golden excrement appeared beside her.

Seeing this, Luo Luo angrily got off Shen Yun's wrist, then suddenly jumped and kicked the golden poop directly into the lake.

After a while, the golden poop bounced out of the lake again.

This scene is really quite an eyesore.

Thankfully, no one is here right now, or they would go crazy seeing this.

2345 hid to the side, not daring to make a sound. He was almost certain that he had not sensed any of these things when he was binding the host.

Either these things are just decorations, or their power is too great for it to perceive.

In retrospect, the latter answer seems more appropriate.

"Yunyun, take it back. It's so ugly, how dare you show it off?"

Something ugly made a buzzing sound in dissatisfaction.

“Look at him, not only is he ugly, but he also has no obedience whatsoever.” Shen Yun silently stretched out her hand, and the bracelet with the peculiar pattern automatically returned to her hand.

As for that golden, unidentified poop, it wisely transformed itself into a bow.

2345 blinked. Why does this look so familiar?
[Host, this can't be...]

Shen Yun continued, "You're right."

"Wasn't it a bow that appeared before?"

What the heck is golden poop?

Shen Yun held the bow in his hand and carefully stroked it.

Yanyang is its name.

Similar to Luo Luo, they were both born alongside her.

The bow was the first form of the blazing sun she had ever seen.

At first, she genuinely thought Yan Yang was just a bow.

However, it was later discovered that it could transform into anything.

However, all of the above were changed by Chen Yun.

It's not that Yan Yang lacks awareness, but its aesthetic sense is difficult to evaluate.

Just like that golden poop from earlier, it's Yan Yang's favorite form.

Shen Yun rarely lets it out because of its color and its liking to turn into the shape of poop.

Moreover, given its arrogant and domineering appearance, she really couldn't bring herself to show it off.

Of course, she had always been curious whether this thing was actually made of gold.

If she ever becomes poor, she'll sell it.

Shen Yun's eyes lit up instantly at this thought; she really was a clever little devil.

Thinking about it, she looked at Yan Yang with an extremely nauseating gaze; he was a walking gold mine.

Let money corrupt her eyes...

The golden bow gradually transformed into a stream of light and merged into her body.

Shen Yun thought for a moment, then closed his eyes and groped around in the pitch-black space.

"Crack, crack," she carefully lifted her foot and continued walking forward, "Bang," another loud noise.

Damn it, isn't he the one who likes collecting round things? What on earth are these crackling things?

Unable to bear it any longer, Shen Yun disregarded Luo Luo's rule against lighting lamps here, and with a wave of his hand, the surroundings were brightly lit.

Seeing all this, Shen Yun couldn't help but twitch her lips. She was wrong.

Round, round things are fine, and having a bit of a quirk is understandable. But pretty things like luminous pearls and agates are also nice for phones.

But what exactly is this walnut? Can collecting a certain number of different small walnuts summon a dragon?
"I like it." Luo Luo was somewhat displeased, feeling a little resentful after being secretly criticized.

Shen Yun remained silent for a moment, then lowered his head and walked forward, sighing as he went.

Family status determines one's tone of voice; look how humble she has become now.

"Hey Luo Luo, although no one is asking you to categorize things, personally, I think it's not good for a young girl like you if the space is too cluttered."

How come Luo Luo has turned from a quiet little girl into a burly man picking his toes in such a short time?

Time is truly terrifying, like a butcher's knife.

"You're the one who's a burly man, Yunyun! If you keep saying that, I won't give it to you!" Her sweet tone carried a hint of anger.

The image of that voice imprinted in Shen Yun's mind was that of a little girl in a green dress, standing with her hands on her hips and a fierce expression.

I can't get angry at all.

Shen Yun spent a full day and night in the space before finding the dust to cover the scorching sun. If it weren't for the need to evade the dual gazes of Bai Tan and the rules, she would never have actually dragged the scorching sun out.

(End of this chapter)