Zhou Wen hurriedly found a spot with no one around and took out a mirror from the chaos space to look at his face.
Zhou Wen was immediately stunned when he saw the reflection.
On his originally bright and clean forehead, a pitch-black "slave" character had appeared. It looked as if it had been painted in ink, and it was written in a flamboyant and flamboyant style. It was extremely beautiful.
"Ol 'Antelope, what's going on? Are you up to no good? " Zhou Wen hurriedly rubbed it with his hand, but no matter how he rubbed it, the word seemed to seep into his flesh. Even the skin was torn, but the word was still clearly visible.
Ol 'Antelope gave a very human-like expression before using its hooves to write a line of words on the ground: "I asked you to carry it, but you didn't. Don't blame me."
"Are you talking about that piece of wood?" Zhou Wen was slightly taken aback.
The antelope nodded with a faint smile as it looked at the word "slave" on Zhou Wen's forehead with an appreciative gaze.
Zhou Wen hurriedly took the piece of wood out of the chaos space and placed it on the ground. He asked the antelope with an extremely distrustful tone, "Be honest. What is this?"
The antelope looked at Zhou Wen innocently, as though it was saying: "I'm just an antelope. I can't speak."
Helpless against the antelope, Zhou Wen could only grit his teeth and ask, "Will the word on my forehead disappear as long as I carry it?"
This time, the antelope quickly nodded as though it had been waiting for Zhou Wen to say that.
Zhou Wen tried all sorts of methods, but he failed to remove the mark on his forehead. All he could do was give it a try. He raised one end of the piece of wood with both hands and carried it with his shoulder.
The piece of wood was really heavy. With Zhou Wen's strength, he found it difficult to carry it.
However, when Zhou Wen looked at himself in the mirror, he realized that the word "slave" on his forehead had really vanished.
Zhou Wen placed the piece of wood on the ground and the word "slave" appeared again. He lifted it up and vanished again.
Ol 'Antelope, what the hell is this? You can't expect me to carry it all the time, right? Zhou Wen had the urge to kill the antelope, but he couldn't beat it.
The antelope didn't shirk this time. It used its hooves to draw another line of words on the ground: "Go to the Imperial Capital and terminate the contract."
"Are you saying that as long as we bring it to the Imperial Capital, we can terminate the contract?" Zhou Wen asked.
Seeing the antelope nod, Zhou Wen asked, "Then can I put it away and bring it to the Imperial Capital?"
Zhou Wen planned on wearing a hat to cover the word slave on his forehead. This piece of wood was really too heavy. Carrying it meant that there was nothing to do.
"If you're not afraid of death, you can." The antelope wrote a few simple words.
Zhou Wen immediately felt his balls ache as he thought to himself, If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have said such a cheap thing and wanted to split the benefits with the antelope.
Suddenly, Zhou Wen realized that something was amiss.
With the antelope's lazy personality, it was impossible for it to dig the soil itself. It would definitely get Zhou Wen to help it.
However, this time, it had actually dug the soil itself. Furthermore, it had dug so slowly. Recalling the scene, Zhou Wen realized that the antelope had deliberately lured him into a trap.
"What kind of society is this? Even a sheep would lie?" Zhou Wen was somewhat depressed. It was too late to say anything now. If he questioned the antelope now, not only would it be useless, but he would also make a fool of himself.
"Isn't it just carrying a piece of wood to the Imperial Capital? What's the big deal? I, Zhou Wen, don't have anything else, but I have strength," Zhou Wen said as he lifted the piece of wood.
"It's f * cking heavy!" Zhou Wen took a few steps and felt his body break out into a sweat.
The piece of wood was about three meters long and fifty to sixty centimeters in diameter. Its density and weight were about the same as steel, making Zhou Wen find it taxing.
After walking half a street, Zhou Wen felt that this couldn't continue. He was afraid that he would die of exhaustion before he reached the Imperial Capital.
After some thought, Zhou Wen summoned the Great Might Vajra Bull. He carried the piece of wood and let the Great Might Vajra Bull carry him. This way, he could save some strength.
"This isn't against the rules, right?" Zhou Wen looked at the antelope.
The antelope nodded and didn't object.
Zhou Wen heaved a sigh of relief and ordered the Great Might Vajra Bull to continue on his way. He wasn't in the mood to carry such a piece of wood. Now, all he wanted to do was rush to the Imperial Capital and get rid of the word slave on his forehead.
"That person is a fool, right? He's carrying a piece of wood while riding a bull? Doesn't he know how to place the piece of wood on the bull's back? "
"You don't understand. He's showing off."
"What's there to show off?"
"He's showing off his strength to be able to carry the huge piece of wood. He's showing off that his mount is ferocious and can carry him and the piece of wood together."
"Haha, that makes sense. However, no matter how I look at it, it feels a little silly!"
Wherever Zhou Wen passed, people pointed at him as though they were looking at a fool. The number of heads turning was even higher than before.
Zhou Wen ignored them. All he did was urge the Great Might Vajra Bull to speed up, hoping to leave the city as soon as possible. If he entered the wilderness, there wouldn't be so many people watching him.
"Interesting!" On the second floor of a coffee shop, three men were sitting by the window drinking coffee. One of them saw Zhou Wen, who was riding the Great Might Vajra Bull, walk past on the street.
The other two men also looked down the street and immediately discovered Zhou Wen.
One of the men's eyes suddenly lit up as he said to the other two men, "Dugu Ge, Zhang Chunqiu, why don't we use that person to make a bet to determine the ownership of that item?"
"Tell me about it," Dugu Ge said expressionlessly.
Zhang Chunqiu nodded with a smile. "As long as it's fair, I have no objections."
"It's definitely fair. We'll guess when that person will put down the piece of wood on his shoulder. Whoever guesses the closest time will get the item. What do you think?" Xia Liuchuan said.
"Sure," Dugu Ge said directly.
"I have no objections," Zhang Chunqiu said as well.
"Eh, you actually didn't suspect that I found that person? Could it be that you know him? "Xia Liuchuan asked the two of them in surprise.
"Wang Mingyuan's disciple, the adopted son of the An family's Madam Lan. It's really difficult not to know this person now," Zhang Chunqiu said.
"So he's Zhou Wen." Xia Liuchuan thought for a moment before smiling again. "That's perfect. With a pure outsider as a gambling tool, none of us will suffer a loss. The bet will be fair and just. Don't complain even if you lose."
After a pause, Xia Liuchuan continued, "If it were an ordinary person, they would probably put down the piece of wood very quickly after hearing so much gossip. Since he's not an ordinary person, it depends on when he plans on putting down the piece of wood to rest. I guess it won't be too long. It should be around seven in the afternoon. What do you think?"
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