The Story of a Plane Merchant Selling a House

The Tenth Prince scolded him for his carelessness, and the personal eunuch begged for mercy in a low voice. The Tenth Prince got angry and told him to go and come back quickly.

The personal eunuch packed up his silver and hurried out of the palace.

As a result, when he just walked out of the Tenth Prince's courtyard, someone covered his mouth and dragged him into the bushes.

The tenth prince waited for a whole day, and then someone came to say that the eunuch who had left the palace in the morning had his leg broken by the cart that overturned on his way down the mountain and could not come back.

The tenth prince frowned and just said "bad luck" and did not mention the personal eunuch who never came back.

On the fourth day, before the court director arrived, the tenth prince had just finished his breakfast and fell asleep.

The hospital official put leeches all over his back, but he showed no signs of waking up.

On the fifth day, the Tenth Prince fell asleep again after breakfast. The courtier made a cut on his leg and used a container to collect the flowing blood.

Tutu suddenly felt that he knew the reason. "Maybe the effect of the blue fruit has not been completely digested. There is still a certain effect of strengthening the internal organs in the blood of the Tenth Prince. The Dean discovered it."

Qi Wu suddenly realized that everything was connected. The hospital official was pricking blood to reduce the swelling, the emperor's eyes looking at the treasure, the strict guard at the tenth prince's place,

The people who served the Tenth Prince had almost all been replaced.

He had been drowsy for two consecutive mornings, and the voice of the servant had changed, which made him feel a little uneasy. At the same time, he felt a dull pain in his legs.

Since he had a stroke, his legs have become less sensitive to pain, but in the past few days he has felt a constant dull pain in his legs.

The director of the hospital also came over in the afternoon and comforted him that he was getting better.

There were so many people in the room, but no one mentioned to the Tenth Prince the small, unhealed wounds on his legs.

Qi Wu held his chin and observed carefully, "Tu Tu, look, the amount of blood he is bleeding is getting bigger and bigger every day. Is the effect of the medicine weakening?"

Tutu shares the same view.

On the sixth day, the director of the courtyard took out a sharp blade and cut a finger-long wound on his calf.

The tenth prince's calf twitched on its own, and the Dean grabbed it and pointed the wound at the container.

The tenth prince was still unconscious, but his twitching calves were tied to the side by the court chief.

When he woke up in the afternoon, the tenth prince felt obvious pain. He groped and touched the painful area, only to find that it had been bandaged.

On the seventh day, the tenth prince was careful in the morning. When he was served breakfast by the servants, he pretended to lose his temper and drove away most of the people in the room to divert the servants' attention. He did not drink all the chicken soup in the bowl, but took the opportunity to hold it in his mouth, pretended to cough in anger, and spit some of it onto the handkerchief in his sleeve.

When the hospital director came to bleed the prince, the tenth prince was not completely asleep because he did not take enough medicine.

The director noticed that his muscles were tense, "Tenth Prince, please forgive me for my offense. I had no choice."

Then someone came up and gave medicine to the half-asleep Tenth Prince.

When the tenth prince woke up again, the pain intensified and he was very frightened. He knew that the director would never do such a heavy thing to him without the order of his father.

But he didn't understand why, so he continued to touch his wound and finally discovered his ridiculously large feet.

After that, the hospital director began bleeding twice a day, and the Tenth Prince's wounds had no time to heal.

Finally, two days later, after the tenth prince was drugged and passed out, the court official cut off a piece of flesh the width of two fingers.

After the effect of the medicine wore off, the Tenth Prince's wails echoed throughout the Hot Spring Palace.

Qiwu and Tutu felt cold all over. Even a tiger would not eat its own cubs. This old emperor was simply a demon.

But they still underestimated the old emperor's cruelty.

After the Tenth Prince took the medicine and fell asleep, the old emperor came to the Tenth Prince's bedroom again.

"Why is the effect of the medicine getting weaker and weaker? I no longer feel refreshed and full of vitality."

The director of the academy bowed and replied, "Perhaps the magical power has gathered at the feet. The closer to the feet, the stronger the effect."

The old emperor looked at the old minister meaningfully, "My dear, I trust your judgment."

Then Tutu watched as Lord Yuanzheng used his superb skills to slowly shave off the flesh and blood from the Tenth Prince's feet day by day.

The tenth prince never regained consciousness after that and remained in a coma due to an overdose of drugs.

It's a blessing that he's not dead.

Qiwu and Tutu felt that they would not eat meat in the short term, so eating vegetarian food was also fine.

"Tell me, who spread the rumors about the storyteller?" Tutu asked.

Qi Wu said dimly, "I don't know who spread the story, but he must want to eat people."

Qi Wu pushed open the window and said, "You said that this country is cannibalistic from top to bottom. Some people eat the princes, some eat the noble families, some eat the common people, and the common people eat the weak and lonely.

No one can escape the vicious circle of cannibalism. If they don't eat people, they don't know how to live.

The people here may not need my insignificant help.

What they need is a thorough cleansing to wash away all the filth."

Tutu didn't know how to comfort Qiwu, "Maybe it will be better after it rains."

Qiwu looked at Tutu in a daze, "You're right, maybe it will be better after the rain."

Suddenly, a fiery red light rose from Qiwu's body, and the connection was suddenly disconnected.

Tutu was worried all day, and in the evening of the next day, Qiwu called him.

"Tutu, I'm fine. I just had an epiphany. My cultivation level jumped to the ninth level of Qi training."

Tutu became jealous and said, "What's wrong? Why did you suddenly get an epiphany? What were you thinking about? How come you got an epiphany when we were watching the same video?"

Qiwu no longer felt the heaviness he felt when watching the video, and his spirits soared.

"I can't describe the specific feeling of enlightenment, but Tutu, you see, I can cast a fireball instantly."

Qiwu rolled a fireball with his hands and showed it to Tutu, "Oh, by the way, Xing'er went to the teahouse yesterday and packed you three kinds of cakes that you like.

She bought you dozens of boxes of ginkgo candied cakes, fermented bean curd cakes, and crab shell cakes in one go.

She happened to hear the sequel to this story.

"To accept a gift from a divine beast, one must give back an equal amount of flesh and blood. Therefore, those who receive gifts will experience life and death, joy and sorrow."

Tutu listened to this and frowned as he thought carefully. "With this sentence, I can't seem to figure out who spread this story. I have no idea."

Qiwu sighed, "I have no idea either."

Tutu didn't want to mention these heavy things and tried to divert attention. "You are already at the ninth level. Do you still have enough resources for cultivation?"

Tutu looked at the inventory and found that there were only more than a thousand Eight Meridians Pills. The stock of various pills was not enough, so he sold half of them to Qiwu. Tutu now hoped that Ruifeng would come out of seclusion soon.

All those prank hallucination pills and yellow-skinned pills were gone, and there were only a few hundred pills of the fasting pills and blood-recovering pills in stock.

The only pills left on Ruifeng's shelves were some insect repellent pills, Leming pills, and Taotie pills.

Tutu calculated that more than three months had passed since Ruifeng said he would go into seclusion. Converted to Ruifeng's time, it was probably more than a year.

Tutu now just wants to wait for Ruifeng to come out of seclusion and buy tens of thousands of pills from him, at least enough to last for a few years.

She was calculating how many points were needed to take tens of thousands of pills.

Bette is online now.

"Hey, we finally got out of the training camp, let's have something delicious."

Beth hadn't been online for more than a month. He had been attending a closed training camp recently. Even though he had several large storage rings, the contents had already been secretly eaten up.

After not seeing each other for such a long time, Beth suddenly had a more iron-blooded temperament.

Tutu teased, "You are going to the battlefield,"

Bette touched her shaved head, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"This is a closed training. I will go to the battlefield next month. I have reached the age of military service. I will go to the border of the star field to clean up the insect beasts."