The little princess was torn, and the demon emperor patched her up

Chapter 155: Shang Bingjiu is so hard to cheat
The boy is stubborn, like a lotus root growing in mud.

Xiao Baojing sat in his arms, folding his arms, and said unhappily, "We have to get out. Don't forget, the Demonic Wall has re-formed its suppression seal, and neither of us can get out!"

Shang Bingjiu stretched out his hand, and the bag of persimmons hanging on the wooden handle immediately flew into his palm.

He took out the Yin-Yang bilingual bronze mirror from inside and asked: "Why can't I get out?"

Xiao Baojing glanced at the bronze mirror.

Ripples appeared on the mirror, and some scenes from the Central Plains countries appeared—

Xiao Nanjia issued an edict to announce Shang Bingjiu's plan to swallow the sun to the world, and calculated that the more people traded with him, the stronger his demonic power would become. She also united the royal families of various countries and forbade the people to worship the Jile Temple and the evil gods.

However, in places where the officers and soldiers could not see, there were still many people kneeling in the dilapidated Jile Temple, offering incense respectfully.

"Please have mercy on me, evil god, and let me make a fortune and prosper in business!"

"Please have mercy on me, evil god, and protect my little granddaughter from illness and disaster!"

"I am not good at studying, but my grandfather and parents have high hopes for me. I pray that the evil god will have mercy on me and let me pass the imperial examination next spring!"

"..."

Countless incense sticks gathered at the Jile Temple.

In places close to the Demonic Great Wall, there were even wealthy gentry who ordered their slaves to avoid the government soldiers and secretly chisel open the Great Wall in the hope of releasing the evil gods so that they could fulfill their wishes.

The masters of the three major religions of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism sacrificed their lives but were betrayed by their compatriots. The Great Wall of Demons and Ghosts that stretches for thousands of miles has already shown cracks. For an ancient demon like Shang Bingjiu, it must not be difficult to get out through the cracks.

Xiao Baojing frowned slightly.

Shang Bingjiu put away the bronze mirror, and raised his thin lips in a mocking arc: "Look, even if you told Xiao Nanjia my secret, even if she already knew that I was getting stronger, there are still many people in the human race who want to make a deal with me. They don't care whether the sun will still be in the sky tomorrow, they only care about wealth and future, they only care about themselves!"

Xiao Baojing lowered his eyelashes.

These people were hoping for the best, believing that even if they made a deal with the evil god, could the small amount of incense and price they paid be so lucky as to make the evil god powerful enough to swallow the sun?
Why is it that others can do nothing when making deals with evil gods, but they will be in trouble?
Anyway, if the sky falls, there are always tall people to hold it up. This has been the case since ancient times. They just want to live a better life. What's wrong with them?
They did not look up, so they could not see whether the sun was overhead.

They only care whether they have extra money and whether their family members are in good health.

"I..." Xiao Baojing opened his mouth, his voice a little hesitant, "I don't know what kind of predicament they are in that makes them choose to trade with the evil god. I don't judge whether these people are right or wrong. But..."

She suddenly raised her eyes and looked directly into Shang Bingjiu's fox eyes. "But I am willing to be the one who holds up the sky for them! I am like this, and I believe Xiao Nanjia is the same. Xiao Nanjia is so cunning, she believes that human nature is evil, she must have expected that you could take advantage of the greed of the human race to escape from the Demonic Wall. She must have set another trap for you outside... If you go out, you will fall into her trap!"

Shang Bingjiu looked at her.

The girl's eyes were dark, clear, like two bright and innocent moons.

He looked at it for a long time, and suddenly laughed.

The laughter was sharp and piercing, like the strange cry of a fox in the mountains in the middle of the night, which made people feel creepy.

"The little princess is so cute..."

A hand with sharp dark blue nails caressed Xiao Baojing's face tenderly.

Shang Bingjiu moved closer to the girl, smiled and touched her nose with his nose, then kissed her cheek and lips: "Thank you for worrying about me, little princess."

Xiao Baojing was so kissed that he kept hiding: "Who is worried about you?! Stop being sentimental!"

With his big hand covering the girl's lower back, Shang Bingjiu held her tightly in his arms and lowered his head to kiss her lips fiercely.

The boy's kiss was hot and strong.

Xiao Baojing was kissed so hard that his entire body went limp and he could hardly breathe.

In a daze, she heard Shang Bingjiu say, "Wait for me."

She opened her watery, misty almond-shaped eyes. The young man who was sitting cross-legged in front of her had disappeared.

"Business sick wine!"

Xiao Baojing quickly got up.

Shang Bingjiu cast a spell to ensure that she could not leave the Demon Temple, and then he transformed into a big demon and went to the Central Plains.

Xiao Baojing pushed open the flower window and stared at the huge and majestic dog shadow in the sky, and couldn't help cursing: "Shang Bingjiu, you bastard! You abandoned your wife and children on your wedding day--"

After a pause, she suddenly touched her belly and deliberately softened her voice: "Husband, I'm pregnant with your child, please come back, please come back soon!"

But it is very difficult to cheat business people who sell sick wine.

Xiao Baojing could only stamp his feet and watch him disappear into the sky.

...

Despite being served by mountain elves and little demons, life in the Demon Temple was still extremely boring for Xiao Baojing.

She was anxious all day and wanted to know what the current situation of Shang Bingjiu and Xiao Nanjia was.

She once tried to leave the Demon God Temple, but the barrier set up by Shang Bingjiu was too powerful, and it was impossible for her to break in!
The girl squatted in front of the dressing table with her face in her hands, talking to herself in the bronze mirror: "He is sure that I can't transform, so he is relieved to lock me up here. If I can transform into someone else, can I leave the Demon God Temple?"

The two weasels were responsible for keeping her company.

The female weasel was wearing a small red flower in her hair and sewing clothes. She kept mumbling, "Even if the queen has learned the art of transformation, she still cannot leave the Demon God Temple."

Xiao Baojing was curious: "Why?"

"Because the barrier set up by the young emperor has self-awareness, it can ensure that the queen is in the palace. So even if the queen leaves the Demon God Temple, the barrier will notice that she is gone and will immediately chase the queen back--"

The weasel suddenly covered his mouth in panic, realizing that he might have said something wrong.

Xiao Baojing held his chin to his hand.

This is very interesting.

"Make sure there is a queen in the palace" instead of "Make sure the queen is in the palace".

So, if she conjured up a woman who looked similar to her and stayed in the Demon Temple, would she be able to slip away?

At night, when it was time to sleep, the two weasels left the bedroom.

Xiao Baojing stepped barefoot on the carpet and cast a spell on the white porcelain vase on the windowsill: "Change!"

She wanted to make the white porcelain vase look like her.

However, his skills were shallow and he had neglected cultivation, so he kept transforming, either just appearing a face or just a pair of legs, which was creepy to look at in the middle of the night.

After she tried for the 22nd time and turned the handles of the white porcelain vase into two human ears, she suddenly heard childish laughter nearby.

Xiao Baojing looked over.

A foot-tall statue of Mohele was squatting in the corner, holding his belly and laughing.

It was the Mohelo that she had taken out of the peddler's basket. It had escaped, but somehow it had come back again.

Mohele is a chubby white child holding a lotus leaf, very much like the doll Xiao Baojing saw in the New Year pictures when he was a child.

　Thank you GreenRain15 for the reward!!!

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