Chapter 109 Playing Weak

Pan Jun snorted when he heard that, turned over with his back to him, covered himself with the quilt and stopped talking.

Wang Cong let out a breath, turned around and left, closing the door for her.

When Pan Jun heard the door close, he turned over and lay down again, calling out faintly, "Xiao Hei."

Pan Xiaohei jumped lightly from the beam and landed on her bed.

Pan Yun frowned, pushed it down with his hand, and said with disdain: "It's so dirty, have you washed your feet?"

Pan Xiaohei: ...

She must be venting her anger on him! How come she had no problem with him having sex with her before?
Pan Yun asked: "Please give me a table of the experimental data you have done during this period."

Pan Xiaohei: "I am a spirit, not an AI. Can you please stop treating me like an AI?"

"But isn't one of the three major functions of the Spirit Realm the function of AI? Why can't you do it?"

Pan Xiaohei adopted a non-violent and non-cooperative attitude, so Pan Jun also snorted and looked up the data himself.

She didn't take a pen to make a table, but looked through the data, closed her eyes and pondered for a moment before coming up with an idea. "Tomorrow, after getting the experimental data, I will lend the money and do two more experiments. I will have a clear idea of ​​the scope of this heavenly punishment and the intensity of bad luck."

Pan Xiaohei raised his head from his nest and asked, "What are you going to do next?"

Pan Yun glanced at it and said, "What else can I do? Practice, make money, accumulate merits, and unlock the seal. Can I fly to the capital right away and kill people everywhere to redress my father's innocence?"

Pan Xiaohei was relieved, and his head fell back on his paws, saying lazily: "It's good, you need to make more money, and your current merits are all earned by spending money."

Pan Yun: "This is a RMB player, don't you understand? If it's changed to copper coin players now, as long as you have enough money, people's gratitude points are easy to obtain. Alas, it's a pity that you woke up too late, and we knew this too late. If you were in the hands of the country in your previous life, they would take you out for a walk, or organize some activities, and the merit points would fall like a meteor shower, and you would be able to unlock the seal in no time."

Pan Xiaohei sneered: "If I unlock the seal, you will lose a golden finger."

Pan Yun snorted and said, "If you had unlocked the seal, my teacher wouldn't have carved a formation on you, nor would I have exploded. I wouldn't have been reincarnated, and I wouldn't have needed your golden finger. I have a bright future in the 26th century!"

"You still call yourself a golden finger, what's the use of you? Just collect things. When my cultivation is higher, I will create my own space, and I won't even need you to collect things."

Pan Xiaohei was choked and speechless. After a long while, he stammered, "You, you wait for me to remove the seal..."

Pan Yun said quietly, "I have to remove the seal too. Can you remove it yourself?"

Pan Xiaohei: “…”

It said with a guilty conscience: "The Thirteen Secrets of Taoist Qi and the Primary Talisman Manual that were revealed after the seal was unlocked for the first time are both very important knowledge."

"Humph, if it weren't for this, do you think I would be willing to spend so much money to help you solve the seal?" Pan Jun's voice softened, and he said, "So, Old Cat, we are in a relationship where we all prosper together and suffer together, understand? We have one mind, look at you, you don't even want to make a table for me, is that difficult? You are not willing to do anything for me, and I'm injured all over because of you..."

Pan Yun choked up when she said this. "Look at my legs, my hands, and the bruises on my body. Aren't they all caused by earning money and doing good deeds for you? If it wasn't for accumulating merit for you, would I have risked my life to earn this money?"

"I eat and drink in the Taoist temple, and the resources for cultivation are also provided by my senior brothers, sisters, and nephews. If it weren't for saving some private money to do good deeds for you..."

Pan Yun burst into tears.

Pan Xiaohei shrunk his head and lay down, feeling so guilty that he wanted to hide himself. "Well, then I'll make a table for you."

Pan Jun closed her eyes lightly, tears rolled down her cheeks, and she uttered "hmm" softly.

Although she no longer needs this form, she will not discourage Pan Xiaohei's enthusiasm, and it would be best if he could keep it up.

After a short while, Pan Xiaohei finished the form and stored it in the spiritual realm.

Pan Jun took a glance and said softly, "Thank you, Xiao Hei."

Pan Xiaohei felt even more guilty.

It really seems a bit excessive today.

It vaguely felt that something seemed to be wrong, but it couldn't figure out what it was. However, Pan Jun looked really sad.

Pan Jun turned over and faced the cabinet with her back, so even though Pan Xiaohei was sleeping in the nest on the cabinet, he could not see her face.

Pan Jun raised her index finger and gently wiped away the tears on her face, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

Fight with me?
snort!
She didn't believe that a human could not defeat a spirit.

Pan Yun had a good night's sleep and nothing happened to her during the night.

But just as I was about to get up, the aftereffects of yesterday's misfortune began to appear.

She had pain in her waist, back, legs, hands and face.

She sat up from the bed with a grin, lifted her sleeves and looked at the wounds on her body.

After one night, the wound became more hideous and purple.

Pan Jun supported her waist, stood up, put on her clothes, and limped to find Xuan Miao.

Xuanmiao had just gotten up and was washing up in the yard.

Pan Jun grabbed the door frame and tremblingly lifted her legs to cross the threshold, saying aggrievedly: "Fourth Senior Sister, Third Senior Brother's medicine is useless. I feel more pain today and my bruises are even more purple."

Xuan Miao spat out the mouthwash and put away the willow branch. "You can see if it works tomorrow."

Miaozhen opened the door, holding her wooden basin in her hand, with a cup, willow branches and a towel in the basin. She turned her head and saw Pan Jun, who was stunned for a moment, "Junior Master, who beat you?" Miaohe's door was also opened. She was holding a cup in one hand and a willow branch in the other, and was stretching her body upwards with all her strength, with her eyes closed.

She stretched out her body and squinted her eyes to look outside the door. She looked around with a sleepy look on her face and saw Pan Yun clinging to the door frame. She opened her eyes wide from half closing them and ran out, "Little Master, who beat you up?"

Pan Yun glanced at the two of them silently and replied, "Heaven."

"Oh my god? Who is it?"

Pan Yun pulled out his other leg with all his strength and replied, "It's God. Who else could it be? This is the medal I got after falling all the way back."

Miaohe quickly held her and helped her to the yard.

She was at a loss for words, and finally could only utter, "Take care of yourself."

Miaozhen put down the wooden basin and went into the house to help her take out the wooden basin, teacup and willow branches for washing.

Miaohe helped her get a spoonful of water.

"Thank you." Pan Jun casually picked up some green salt and rinsed her mouth. After nine breaths, her body stiffened and her hands stopped moving.

Miao He just touched the green salt, and when he saw that she didn't move, he asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Pan Yun took out a willow branch and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Miaohe's eyes widened, "You, you, you vomited blood."

She turned her head and shouted towards Xuanmiao's room, "Fourth Master, Junior Master is vomiting blood——"

Xuanmiao rushed out like a whirlwind and saw her sitting on a small stool, holding a willow branch that had been torn into pieces in her hand. There was a bright red mass on the ground, and blood was still at the corner of her mouth...

Xuan Miao was silent for a moment and then asked, "Brush your teeth?"

Pan Yun nodded sadly, "The willow branch poked my gums."

Xuan Miao gave her a sympathetic look and turned away. "Oral injuries heal quickly. Be careful these few days. Don't brush your teeth with willow branches. Use your fingers instead."

Pan Yun didn't want to point his finger, and asked, "Why can't I buy a toothbrush?"

Xuan Miao turned around and looked at her, "Toothbrush?"

"Yes, a brush that is softer and more convenient than a willow branch."

Xuanmiao went back to the house and said, "It's not available on the market. You can find a way to make it yourself."

Pan Yun pulled out a thin willow thread from between her teeth and said with tears in her eyes, "Just do it yourself. It's just a toothbrush."

Pan Yun turned to Miao and Miao Zhen and said, "Go down the mountain today and ask the villagers to shave some pig hair for me. Shave some of the long, hard hair on the neck and back."

Miao Zhen: "I have no plans to go down the mountain today."

Miao He was conflicted. "Although I want to go down the mountain, Master and the others may not agree."

Pan Yun: "Yesterday, a butcher named Zhu Rouchang gave us ten pounds of pork belly and several pounds of ribs. Because it was late at night, he didn't bring them up last night and left them at Wang Xiaojing's house."

Miao He immediately said, "I will go and plead with Master right away. Even if I have to roll over, I will get down the mountain!"

Pan Yun was satisfied.

She didn't plan to go down the mountain today. She planned to get through today's disaster peacefully.

But Wang Feiyin thought she didn't want to, so she limped to the front, and heard him excitedly announce, "The statue is back, and the mountain temple is basically built. Today, all the people in the Taoist temple will go down the mountain to clean up the mountain temple. I have already asked for divination this morning, and noon three days later will be the auspicious time to invite the gods to the temple!"

Pan Yun: …

She weakly raised her hand and said, "Brother, eldest brother, I would like to apply to stay at the Taoist temple."

Wang Feiyin looked over and flatly refused, "No, anyone can not go, but you can't."

He said, "You are the master's direct disciple and the temple keeper. You paid for the temple and the statue. You have already walked the ninety-eight steps, so how can you miss the remaining two steps?"

Pan Yun: "I'll just take the 100th step. I'll definitely come down the mountain after three days of praying for the gods to pacify the temple. I'll forget about the 99th step."

"No! Not even one step less," Wang Feiyin said seriously, "If one step less, it will not be perfect. You must go down the mountain!"

Pan Yun held the door frame to let him see, "Big Brother, just tell me what I can do when I go down the mountain?"

Wang Feiyin turned to look at Tao Ji, "When did your medicine become so useless? You can't even walk?"

Tao Ji was not convinced. "She didn't apply the medicine this morning, and she didn't move around. Ask her to apply the medicine and stretch her body, and see if she can move."

He paused and said, "If it can't, it's not because my medicine is useless, but because she is deliberately lazy."

Pan Yun: …

In the end, she was unable to resist and was carried down the mountain by Wang Feiyin.

Instead of having to walk by herself, Pan Yun was happy to hold his arm and let him carry her down the mountain.

The adults seemed too lazy to waste time on the road and just carried their children down the mountain.

　Today's lucky number is the number ending in 5, as shown in the screenshot
　　(End of this chapter)