Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Immortal Who Doesn't Change

Jiang Yuehua subconsciously took a few steps back, for fear that a blue-faced and fanged monster would come out from behind this door. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After waiting for a while, there was no movement.

Jiang Yuehua shrank her eyes, clenched her fists, and cautiously leaned half of her body in.

Only then did she find that there was a hole in it.

There was a row of machines inside, which she hadn't seen before, but looking at the shape, there was a row of things that looked like hangers, which seemed to be machines for making clothes.

She instantly came to her senses, and she dared to step inside.

There's a lot of space in it, and in addition to the machine, there's a book.

Jiang Yuehua stepped forward and took the book and opened it to look at it, and as soon as she opened it, the book moved and spoke.

"You summoned me?"

That's the first sentence of the book.

Jiang Yuehua was frightened.

What kind of evil is this?

She immediately threw the book on the ground with a flick of her hand, too frightened to move.

"Ouch, you want to fall to death me, it hurts ...... death" The book actually stood up by itself, looking very aggrieved, "You are so ruthless, you summoned people out, but you fell out all of a sudden, hum, it hurt me to death." ”

This voice is very childish, milky, like a child of a few years old.

What the hell is going on?

Jiang Yuehua felt a straight hair in her heart.

With a dry cough, she dared to look at the book she threw on the ground, "You...... What are you? Is it a ghost or a demon? ”

"What, I'm not a ghost, I'm not a monster, I'm an immortal."

The book actually flew up and flew in front of Jiang Yuehua.

Although Jiang Yuehua couldn't see the expression of the book, she could hear the arrogance of this little thing, and listening to the voice, she should still be a boy.

"People are immortals, don't you worship me?"

"Worship you?" The muscles at the corners of Jiang Yuehua's mouth twitched, her eyes rolled, and she asked, "You said you were an immortal?" Then you tell me, you are the fairy of the road? I know a lot of immortals, don't fool me. ”

"Hmph, how many immortals do you know?" The book swayed in front of Jiang Yuehua for a moment, stopped in mid-air at eye level with Jiang Yuehua, and said, "Tell you, my name is Shuxian." ”

"Book Fairy?" Jiang Yuehua shrank her eyes, and immediately shook her head and said, "Don't say it, I really haven't heard of any book immortals, you must be fooling me." ”

"Who fooled you, I'm really an immortal." The book immortal's voice was obviously raised a little, as if he wanted to prove that he was an immortal.

Jiang Yuehua thought for a while and asked, "Okay, since you are an immortal, can you turn into gold, silver and jewelry?" ”

"Can't ......"

"And can you turn it into money?"

"Well, I can't ......"

"Can you conjure up food and clothing?"

"Uh...... Nor can it be ......."

"Hmph, you can't change anything, are you embarrassed to be a fairy?"

Jiang Yuehua sneered, she said, "The Daluo Immortals change at will, you, even if there are no seventy-two changes, it's okay to have three changes and four changes, but you can't do anything, the immortals who can't change anything, can you be immortals?" ”

"But I'm a god." The little scholar was unhappy, and his tone was a little unhappy, "Although I can't turn out gold and silver treasures, I can't change money, but I can help you make money." ”

"You're going to help me make money?"

Jiang Yuehua finally caught a point.

It's okay to help her make money, at least it can prove the value of the existence of this "fairy".

Moreover, she is now desperate to make as much money as possible.

If you have more money, you are not afraid of hot hands.

As soon as he heard that this "immortal" had some "use value", Jiang Yuehua immediately took it in his hand with a smile, and poked it here and there with his fingers, and the book fairy shook and shook.