When she jumped onto Song Shuhang's shoulder skillfully, Yu Jiaojiao saw that there was a layer of faint golden light around Song Shuhang's body, seemingly protecting him.
Yu Jiaojiao blinked her eyes. "Oh my god, the light of virtue is protecting him?"
She was half flood dragon and half monster, so she was very sensitive to the light of virtue. After all, with the light of virtue protecting her body, demons and ghosts wouldn't be able to harm her.
However, Yu Jiaojiao didn't have any evil intentions towards Song Shuhang, so she wasn't repelled by the light of virtue when she jumped onto his shoulder.
"Hahaha, this... It's a long story, but I just learned the soul ferrying technique not long ago. Then, coincidentally, I met a lot of souls of the Fifth Stage Spiritual Emperor Realm. I ferried them in one go and condensed the light of virtue protecting my body, "Song Shuhang said.
"A lot of souls of the Spiritual Emperor Realm? Then, they waited for you to ferry them, allowing you to condense the light of virtue protecting your body in one go? Your luck is insane, okay? " Yu Jiaojiao rolled her eyes. "Shuhang, tell me honestly, are you Venerable White in disguise?"
"Perhaps Venerable White thought of me that day and gave me a blessing?" Song Shuhang replied. Moreover, he didn't feel that his luck had been good recently.
He felt that he had been quite miserable recently.
If he accidentally used the secret appraisal technique, he would start to spurt blood all over his body.
When he learned the soul ferrying technique, he even experienced the taste of death.
Moreover, his Reiki was forcefully borrowed by someone else.
Oh, and his first love had already died once, and was now in the state of Reiki. Especially the last point. Just thinking about it made his eyes tear up. His first love had actually been contracted by someone else!
Yu Jiaojiao sank into deep thought. Could Venerable White's blessing be so effective? Should I try asking for a protective talisman?
...
…
Under Yu Jiaojiao's guidance, Shuhang went to the small dark room where the 'author' was locked up.
Along the way, he told Yu Jiaojiao about how his' Reiki 'was forcefully borrowed. Also, there was the matter of the 'powerful being' who borrowed his Reiki heading towards the East Sea.
Yu Jiaojiao said, "Even Reiki could be 'borrowed' by force? This kind of thing is simply unheard of. "
As long as Reiki signed a contract with the main body, he would be one with the main body.
From a certain point of view, borrowing the ghost spirit was the same as borrowing Song Shuhang's arm. Moreover, it was under the precondition that he didn't cut it off. How was he supposed to borrow it?
Song Shuhang smiled bitterly. However, after Reiki was borrowed, he also received some benefits. For example, now that Reiki was already a rare 'high-rank Reiki', it was a treasure that even cultivators of the Seventh Stage Venerable level and above would treasure.
"I understand. I'll help you pay more attention to news from the East Sea. As long as there's any special information, I'll inform you immediately. "Yu Jiaojiao patted her chest with her little claws. This kind of thing was as easy as lifting a finger.
"Thank you, Jiaojiao," Song Shuhang said.
The East Sea was so vast, and he was really powerless. Now, he could only wait for Yu Jiaojiao's information. Hopefully, she would be able to find traces of Reiki.
"Don't worry. Based on your description, that senior doesn't seem to have any ill intentions. Moreover, a senior with that level of strength would be able to enforce his words. Since he promised to return 'Reiki', he'll definitely return it. "Yu Jiaojiao comforted him.
"I hope so," Song Shuhang said.
"Let's go. Let's put our worries aside. Let's go see that author and ask him to write us an interesting story. "Yu Jiaojiao said happily.
… …
… …
Along the way, Song Shuhang casually asked, "Jiaojiao, where did you find that author?"
Yu Jiaojiao giggled and said, "He's in the Jiangnan area. That's why I set up the small black room in the Jiangnan area."
Song Shuhang nodded. He couldn't help but think of his good friend, Gao Mou, who was also from the Jiangnan area.
Song Shuhang's three roommates, Gao Mou, Tubo, and Yangde, were all from the Jiangnan area. Therefore, their accommodation was semi-day students. They stayed at school from Monday to Friday and went home on Saturday and Sunday.
Thinking of Gao Mou, Song Shuhang couldn't help but recall that not long ago, Gao Mou excitedly wanted to introduce him to a female netizen named 'Yu Jiaojiao'.
Wait, why do I feel that something is wrong the more I think about it?
"Jiaojiao, how did you find that author?" Song Shuhang asked again.
Yu Jiaojiao giggled and said, "It's a long story. A few days ago, I applied for a new chat account and searched for that author's account. Soon, he added me."
What a familiar routine. Song Shuhang asked again, "Jiaojiao, what's your new account?"
"It's my real name, Yu Jiaojiao. I think my name is very nice." Yu Jiaojiao said.
Song Shuhang was speechless.
He had a bad feeling in his heart.
Yu Jiaojiao was very interested in this matter and continued, "Then, that day, I pretended to be a shy girl and chatted with that author. With a few words, I successfully got his home address. By the way, something interesting happened in the middle. That author also asked me for a photo. "
Song Shuhang was speechless.
Not good, this routine is getting more and more familiar.
Song Shuhang asked, "Then, whose photo did you send to that author?" It was impossible for Yu Jiaojiao to send her current photo. She would definitely be a beauty after advancing to the fifth rank, but now she was in a half-human half-fish form.
"Of course I sent my own photo. That author is my favorite author. I can't deceive him with someone else's photo." Yu Jiaojiao giggled. "However, I sent a photo of me and my mother when I was a child. At that time, I was still the size of a very small salamander. Oh, by the way, my mother is a great beauty. That author didn't lose out. "
Song Shuhang was speechless.
He felt somewhat panicked.
It can't be so coincidental, right? Things can't be so coincidental, right?
In addition, Jiaojiao, does your father, True Monarch Tyrant Flood Dragon, know that you randomly sent beautiful photos of your mother to strangers on the Internet?
* * * * *
By the time Song Shuhang descended from the sky, it was already 3: 58 PM.
After exchanging a few words with Yu Jiaojiao, a new day had arrived.
August 7th, Wednesday, early in the morning.
Yu Jiaojiao pointed at the 'small black room' and said, "We're here. It's the room in front of us."
At the door, the two maidservants slightly glanced at Shuhang. Then, they stretched out their hands to push the door open!
"Wait, don't be in such a hurry to open the door!" Song Shuhang called out.
At this time, he was wondering if the author inside the 'small black room' was his good friend, Gao Mou. If that was the case, how was he supposed to face his good friend?
Therefore, he had to mentally prepare himself!
It would be best if he could peek through the crack of the door and confirm who the 'author' inside was.
But Song Shuhang's voice was a step too late.
The two maidservants were half-monsters of the Second Stage Realm. They stretched out their hands and gently pushed the door open without even touching it.
The door slowly opened.
Song Shuhang was speechless.
Please don't be Gao Mou! Please don't be Gao Mou! Please don't be Gao Mou! ]
"Shuhang, what are you doing?" Yu Jiaojiao looked at Song Shuhang in puzzlement. She felt that there was something wrong with him.
But right at this time, the door opened, revealing the 'author' inside the 'small black room', who was sitting on a chair and enjoying a massage.
Sensing that the door had opened, the author also raised his head.
Song Shuhang's eyes met the other party's.
Song Shuhang was dumbfounded.
Under the bright light, Song Shuhang saw a familiar face.
He was slightly handsome, and he was wearing a new pair of glasses, the very trendy kind. When the author raised his head, the lenses would reflect a strange light. This pair of glasses must have been bought by the same company as Prince Phoenix Slayer.
That's right, it was his good friend, Gao Mou!
That idiot, Gao Mou. Didn't he deny that he was a 'web author' before? Why was he captured by Yu Jiaojiao and locked in the small black room to write his story?
But that wasn't the problem now. The problem was, how was he going to face Gao Mou?
Song Shuhang's brain was spinning.
Quickly apologizing: [Ah, I'm so sorry, Gao Mou. Everything was a wonderful misunderstanding. Yu Jiaojiao is my friend, and because I wanted to shoot a movie, I wanted to find an author who could write an interesting story. In the end, Yu Jiaojiao captured you.] And then added a 300-word apology essay?
Or preemptively: [F * ck, Gao Mou, you idiot, why are you here? ]
Or playing dumb: [Huh? Gao Mou? Are you a guest here too? What a coincidence, I just came here as a guest.] ]
In the room, Gao Mou was also looking at the face of the visitor at the door.
Then, Gao Mou was also stunned.
Wasn't this his good friend, Song Shuhang?
F * ck, when did Song Shuhang become so fast?
A few minutes ago, he had just asked two maidservants to send him the address of this place. How did Song Shuhang get here so quickly?
Could it be that Song Shuhang happened to be nearby?
The atmosphere became strange.
…
…
"Old Gao." Song Shuhang braced himself and waved at Gao Mou.
"F * ck, Song Shuhang, you're so fast. I just asked someone to text you the address of this place, and you're here in just a few minutes? " Gao Mou sat up from his chair and waved at Song Shuhang. "Shuhang, were you nearby just now?"
？
It turned out that the message he received from the silver dragon puppet was sent by Gao Mou?
Song Shuhang laughed dryly.
How f * cking coincidental was this?
"Don't stand at the door in a daze. Come in, come in. Oh right, keep your voice down. Yayi just fell asleep. Don't wake her up, "Gao Mou shouted again.
After his reminder, Song Shuhang saw that Yayi's petite body was curled up into a ball and sleeping soundly on the luxurious double bed next to them.
Song Shuhang: "…"
He felt like there was a hole in his throat, but he didn't know how to spit it out.
At this time, Yu Jiaojiao, who was sitting on Song Shuhang's shoulder, was stunned.
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