Chapter Twenty-Three: Washing the Marrow and Removing the Hair
"The damn little ghost, he actually seriously injured the old lady with the fairy card, and the old lady fought with you."
As soon as Pan Wenhu took the immortal card back to the Purple Mansion, the little female ghost bead turned into a gust of yin wind and floated into the kitchen with murderous energy.
Without the protection of the immortal brand, Pan Wenhu was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, without the ability to resist, and was directly controlled by the yin wind incarnated by the little female ghost, and floated in the air.
"Bang, bang, bang......"
Pan Wenhu, who was controlled by the little female ghost, just floated up in the air, and was hit the ground by the little female ghost, and then floated him up in the air and smashed him to the ground again, abusing him repeatedly.
Although Pan Wenhu's physique has increased by about 0.8 times with the help of immortal fruits, he is still an ordinary person after all.
was smashed seven or eight times in succession by the little female ghost, Pan Wenhu was dizzy, his body was churning with qi and blood, and a bright red blood bar was hung on the corner of his mouth.
"Little female ghost, it's almost enough, if you don't stop, believe it or not, Lao Tzu summoned the immortal card to destroy you."
Hearing Pan Wenhu's loud shout, the little female ghost's movements subconsciously paused, she had received the power of the immortal brand, but the immortal brand instinctively protected the white light, and she could easily beat her out of the kitchen and seriously injure her.
If Pan Wenhu summoned the immortal card to attack her purposefully, I am afraid that a white light would make her soul fly away.
Thinking of this, the little female ghost felt a pang in her heart, and immediately stopped abusing Pan Wenhu, but did not let go of the restraints on him, but used this to threaten and said: "Little ghost, you seriously injured the old lady with the fairy card, just because the old lady just gave you a little punishment, but it can't offset the anger in the old lady's heart, I want the old lady to let you go, and first compensate the old lady for one hundred and eighty fairy fruits." ”
"I said you're a little girl, can you call yourself an old lady in front of your brother?"
Looking at a twelve or thirteen-year-old little Lori, opening her mouth and closing her mouth in front of herself, Pan Wenhu always felt a little disobedient, and she felt very uncomfortable.
"Little ghost, the old lady lived for 12 years before her death, lived for 202 years after her death, lived for 214 years, experienced the late Qing, the Republic of China, the Anti-Japanese War and other big eras, and ate more salt than you walked, you are a hairy boy in your twenties, you dare to call the old lady a little girl, are you impatient?" The little girl said with a straight face.
Pan Wenhu rolled his eyes and said speechlessly: "Little female ghost, do I have to call you grandma?" ”
"Forget it, grandma, if you don't mind, you can call the old lady Sister Zhuzhu, but I don't think you want to call me that, so you should call me by my name in the future." The little girl ghost Zhuzhu didn't care much about the name, as long as she didn't call her a little girl.
"Little ......"
Pan Wenhu originally wanted to continue to call Zhuzhu the little female ghost, but thinking that they lived in the same place, the relationship was too stiff, and it would not be good for bananas in the future, so he immediately changed his words: "Zhuzhu, I don't know why you want fairy fruit?" ”
"Nonsense, what else can you do with the fruit besides eating it?"
"Ghosts can eat?"
"I can't."
After a pause, Zhu Zhu opened his mouth and explained: "Although I can't eat the immortal fruit directly, I can absorb the aura in the immortal fruit and enhance my own mana. ”
"Oh, I see......" Pan Wenhu suddenly realized.
"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and give the old lady fairy fruit." Zhuzhu's little face rose again, with a somewhat cute appearance in the tsundere, and Pan Wenhu, who was watching, stepped forward and pinched it twice.
"Why should I give you the fairy fruit?"
"You injured my mother, so you have to compensate my mother."
"Didn't you hurt me too?"
“……”
Half an hour later.
For the sake of neighborhood harmony, Pan Wenhu endured the pain and gave Zhuzhu two green apples.
All right!
In fact, Pan Wenhu was forced to be helpless, because Zhuzhu threatened him that if he didn't give her the fairy fruit, the little female ghost would strip him naked while he was asleep, and then throw him out of the villa.
Although Pan Wenhu has an immortal card by his side, he is not afraid of the threat of the little female ghost, but the prerequisite for the immortal card to play a role is to get it in his hand, and he can't keep the immortal card in his hand all day long!
As the saying goes, there are only a thousand days to be a thief, and there is no thousand days to prevent a thief.
For the sake of his future life, Pan Wenhu could only take out two fairy fruits to send the little female ghost.
Seeing the little female ghost holding two green apples and happily burrowing into the ground, Pan Wenhu didn't eat any depressed food, and walked directly into the bedroom with a big watermelon.
This big watermelon is not an ordinary watermelon, but one of the dozen immortal fruits left to him by the God of Wealth.
It is said that the jade watermelon planted by this watermelon 'Maitreya Buddha', the immortals can increase their mana for three or five years after eating, and ordinary people can wash the marrow and cut the hair, improve their physique, and eat all the toxins left in the body by ordinary people in the body, which is infinitely useful.
Generally, only people who have a deep friendship with Maitreya Buddha can get a few jade watermelons planted by Maitreya Buddha, and Zhao Gongming, the God of Wealth, has three or five jade watermelons in his hands.
At that time, when Zhao Gongming gave Pan Wenhu the fairy fruit, he accidentally took out a jade watermelon, but the pain was terrible, if it wasn't for the face of the immortal, it was very likely to take back the jade watermelon.
Because, jade watermelon is the best fruit among more than a dozen fairy fruits.
Therefore, Pan Wenhu can't wait to hug the bedroom and eat, so as not to attract people's attention.
……
The next day, early in the morning.
Pan Wenhu woke up from his sleep, and suddenly a smoky smell hit his face.
"Hmm~~"
The moment he smelled this stench, Pan Wenhu's stomach turned over and almost vomited.
Fortunately, he only ate jade watermelon last night, and didn't eat anything else, otherwise he would have vomited all over the bed.
However, Pan Wenhu's happiness did not last long.
Because, while he was awake from the stench, he found that the straw mat, blanket, and his body were covered with black dirt that emitted a foul smell.
Pan Wenhu didn't have time to be disgusted, and he didn't have time to think about who was playing a prank, but as quickly as he could, he got out of bed and rushed into the bathroom to wash the black dirt on his body.
Twenty minutes later.
Pan Wenhu was wearing a bath towel and looked at himself in the mirror with a dull face.
"Is this me?"
Pan Wenhu touched his baby-like white face and muttered, "Why has my skin turned white?" How did the few pimple scars that remained on the face disappear? How can my eyes be so much deeper? My mouth, my nose, my face...... Is this still me? ”
Looking at himself in the mirror who is more handsome and temperamental than before, Pan Wenhu is really a little unbelievable.
After more than ten minutes of silence, Pan Wenhu was relieved from the shock and sighed: "Is this the magic of jade watermelon, no wonder when the God of Wealth takes out the jade watermelon, there will be a reluctant expression of pain on his face, it turns out that the jade watermelon is so magical, not only can it help people wash the marrow and cut the hair, but also make people handsome, this is the rhythm of the sky!" ”