Chapter 1100 The Demon Seed is Natural (134)
"Purple is the color given to the Immortal Officials of the Nine Heavens by the God. In the lower realm, except for purple spiritual stones, they cannot even use purple clothes or purple accessories. If they do, it will be a death penalty."
Zhou Ye played with the purple spiritual stone in his hand and felt that the spiritual power inside was dozens of times that of the yellow spiritual stone.
"I don't like that Immortal Lord."
"There's nothing you can do if you don't like him. The Immortal Lord is the person chosen by the ancestors of Dharma and Buddha. No one in the world can shake his status."
"Just kill it."
"Shhh - there are some words, just keep them in your heart."
Of course Qingsang would not take it seriously, but if someone heard some of his words, it would be fatal.
When it was dinner time, the two of them went downstairs to eat. There were a few people sitting here and there in the small tavern, and the silence was a bit cold.
The waiter who served the food put down the plate. Before leaving, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the blue spirit stone that Zhou Ye was holding in his hand. The next second, he paused slightly.
"Are these two guests from the fairy world?"
Qingsang raised her eyes and glanced at him coldly.
The waiter lowered his head and said respectfully.
"I see that you two have extraordinary demeanor and extraordinary conversation. There are also high-quality wine and meat in the shop. Do you still need it?"
Zhou Ye was about to speak, but Qingsang stopped him.
"No need, go down."
The waiter's smile was slightly stiff, and his eyes shone with reluctance and shrewdness as he stood hesitantly.
Suddenly, a shout came from the counter behind him.
"Zhou Shuncai, where did you die?! Are you deaf when the guests want wine?!"
The shopkeeper's voice was shrill.
Upon hearing this, the waiter hurriedly responded and ran over, not daring to hesitate at all.
Behind him, Qing Sang's eyes fell on him, with a hint of deep contemplation in his eyes.
"Zhou Shuncai"
"My surname is the same."
Qing Sang looked at Zhou Ye, her eyes flickered slightly, and followed her casually. "There are many people with the same surname in the world."
"This name sounds familiar."
Zhou Ye frowned and thought carefully, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity came to his heart again, as if he had said it in his mouth many times. Unfortunately, once he started to recall it, there was no basis in his mind.
Maybe I saw it in a book, but I don't remember which book I read this name in.
Zhou Ye was very sensitive to this inexplicable familiarity.
Just as he was about to ask more questions, Qingsang interrupted.
"Perhaps you have a predestined relationship with this name in this world. It's not a strange thing. When you get to this lower world, there will be many things that you will feel familiar with in the future."
This sentence distracted Zhou Ye's attention.
She is not someone who likes to ask questions to the end. When a question makes her think hard, Zhou Ye will just throw it aside.
If you have this time, you might as well eat two more bites of food.
“Really good.”
She had never eaten these things. She had only seen descriptions in books, but now she felt them for real.
Seeing her like this, Qing Sang directly pushed the cake in front of him.
Zhou Ye was immersed in cooking, while Qing Sang looked sideways at the counter.
The waiter had been whispering something to the shopkeeper since he passed.
Looking back, there was a cold murderous intent in his eyes.
——
At night, there was deathly silence in the east wing.
If you listen carefully, you can vaguely hear two even and gentle breathing sounds.
A line of blue-white smoke seeped in along the crack of the door, spreading silently and quickly throughout the room.
There are two beds in the house, one on the left and one on the right, with two people lying on each.
Above the beams, there was a faint sound of something slimy swimming around. It was very small and faint, and was completely covered up by the sound of the wind outside the window.
(End of chapter)