"However, if you agree, then this one will be given to you, and it will be regarded as a greeting gift. She threw the previous waist ornament casually, Zimo subconsciously raised his hand to catch it, he glanced at the small golden bell in his hand, and then held it in front of him, as if he was looking at it carefully.

Sang Wushi looked at him and took it, and said with a smile: "I forgot to say oh, I also have a condition, you are not allowed to use spells in front of me in the future, flying around will dazzle me, you come down." "What's more, because she herself wouldn't be so casual, so comfortable floating in the air, which made her jealous......

Zimo tilted his head to look at her, hesitated, took a deep breath and slowly fell to the ground. And the moment he landed, he seemed to shake a little, as if he had never walked before, and stood with difficulty.

Sang Wushi smiled: "That's right." She stood up, walked up to him, took the bell from his hand and tied it around his waist, winked at him and smiled, "You go." The latter looked at her hesitantly, and walked back and forth twice in small steps, the bells tinkling with the movements of a small man in silver and white clothes. It was as if he was walking on the ground for the first time, his small body swayed back and forth slightly, and he almost fell with every step, which was particularly pleasing.

Sang Wushi smiled happily, looked at him with his hands on his chest and quipped: "Cute to death, that's right, a child should look like a child." But after walking two laps, he frowned and looked up at her, as if he was a little disgusted, "This one is a bit noisy, can I take it off?"

"That's—no—okay!" she said, shaking her finger with a determined expression, "this is something your master has given you." ”

Before leaving, the young man glanced back at her, and the look in his eyes was clearly like the worry that an older elder would only show when looking at an ignorant child.

Sang Wushi: ......

Suddenly, he turned around, looked at the oranges on the table, and bowed gracefully, "Thank you for your hospitality." Then he vanished.

......

In the next few days, Sang Wushi had been waiting for the desirelessness to return from the human world all the time, if it weren't for the occasional teasing of Zimo, she thought maybe how difficult it would be. And today, when she thought it was still a boring day, Xiaoman told her that she had no desire to come back. Moreover, it seems that it is easy for them to enter the royal family next, because the Xuanqi gown of the royal family in the human world is lost.

Oh, it's good to lose it, without the barrier that protects the royal family, it is indeed good news for her. It's just that Sang Wushi suddenly thought of Qianye, the boy who put the sky lantern for her for three days and three nights. She didn't finish the three-day lantern that bloomed for her, and she didn't leave a word.

But in fact, she still hoped in her heart that he would have the opportunity to finish reading the rest of the brilliance for her, if Ji Heng could give him more time......

At night, Xiaoman hurriedly walked to her room, saying that Master Chi had something to look for her.

Sang Wushi felt inexplicable, she just coaxed the Buddha a few days ago, what kind of trouble is this? However, complaining is complaining, she still doesn't have the courage not to go.

The slave prison in the Futu Palace is an underground prison, where lowly and weak slaves from all walks of life are imprisoned, some of them are old and young, some are sick and some are disabled, endless labor struggles, and the rest of them are desperate.

When Sang Wushi walked into the slave prison, Chi Shu seemed to have been waiting for her for a long time.

"Master Chi?" she walked in slowly, looking at the person sitting lazily on the ground, the corners of her mouth twitched, Chi Shu was really the biggest person she had ever seen who paid the least attention to her image, she admired.

He yawned, his slender white hand under his black robe, which was particularly white and seductive. He beckoned, motioning for Sang to come over.

She slowly approached, and finally sat down with him. Here, above the slave prison, next to where they were sitting, was a huge empty space with no end in sight, covered with a thick web glowing with blood-red light, and the threads flowed in red and strange. And the ones trapped in the endless dark void below are the slaves who linger and cry and complain.

Chi Shu didn't look at her, but closed his eyes to recuperate, his slender fingertips were lightly clasped on the ground, and Migu was very soft and motionless on his shoulders. "After being locked up below for a long time, this group of people has a servile nature, they have forgotten what they used to be, and they will only live like this. After a long time, he opened his eyes, and there was no emotion in his dark eyes. He beckoned to the back, and a demon slave came over with a box of black sandalwood boxes full of stones, and respectfully carried it in front of Chi Shu.

He picked up one of them and threw it at the group of slaves below. Suddenly, the people below exploded in a moment, and they all raised their eyes to look at the people above, their faces turned pale, frightened and desperate.

Sang Wushi didn't speak, and then he heard Chi Shu continue: "What kind of people have room for domestication." At this point, he raised his eyes and glanced at her lightly, hooked his lips and said, "I once played a game and cut off their food and water for dozens of days, so many people starved to death. Fasting to death, they didn't know that they ate the people around them to live, and they actually starved to death..... hahahahahaha

Sang Wushi smiled, raised his hand and sucked a stone, and seemed to look seriously at the prey that was swimming nowhere, "Your Excellency is not allowed to lose it!"

"How do you know I'm losing it?" he hung his head slightly, his hair falling down under the quaint wooden hairpin.

Sang Wushi raised his hand and raised his eyebrows, "Do you want to hit that old man?"

Hearing this, Chi Shu looked over and glanced at her casually, "Are you losing it?"

"Haha, look at me!" After speaking, she raised the stone in her hand and shook her hand, and threw it at an old man who was trembling in the corner below! The old man screamed in pain in an instant, and seemed to be really too old to crawl, and could only look up helplessly and desperately. And the slaves around him fled one after another when they saw this, for fear that they would be next.

Chi Shu was silent for a moment and did not speak.

Sang Wushi turned his face sideways and said with a smile: "Is it accurate?"

"Hahahahaha!!" he suddenly burst out laughing happily the next moment, his hair hanging down his shoulders and his eyes hooking, "Lose that!!" he raised his hand.

"That's too skinny! kill with a stone!" she laughed and shook her head.

"What's wrong with smashing?

"Haha, no one will pick ice for us if we are stoned!"

"Then hit that!" he snapped.

"Look at me!" she picked up the pebble and threw it away, "Oh, he's so fast!"

"Give it to me, give it to me!" snatched the stone from her hand.

"Be careful!Don't demolish this place!" Sang laughed out loud, "Hahahahahaha! Look, he's running!"

"Meow! Meow—" Migu jumped down and watched around them.

"Hahaha, it's dead!" Chi Shu turned around and high-fived her.

"Come again!

"Hahahaha!"

...... In the empty slave prison, their unbridled laughter continued, accompanied by countless faint and mournful shouts......