Chapter 140: Master, don’t cultivate immortals (9.1)

"Congratulations, the eighth world has also passed smoothly! Next is the last level, and of course the easiest one."
As soon as Chuci came out of the eighth world, the system sent a familiar welcome speech.
He smiled and said: "It's getting harder and harder for others to do things. Maybe only I will encounter this kind of easier and easier task."
"Haha." The system said relaxedly: "You can do it backwards as you are."
Chu Ci sighed relaxedly: "Then hurry up, let me see how easy it is."
"Okay, I will send you there."
When the system fell, Chu Ci felt that he had come to a human body again.
He tried to open his eyes, but they did so!
Chuci was originally lying on his side, he turned over and looked at the roof, and blinked.
If he guessed right, this kind of roof would only exist in ancient times.
He looked at both sides again, and found that there were neatly stacked timbers all around, only the wall beside him was empty, but it seemed that it should be because the timber piled here was used, because there was still a lot of wood on the ground. Sawdust.
As a radish that has lived for thousands of years, he knows that this kind of place is called chaifang.
Chu Ci sat up, looked at his clothes, and confirmed that this place is ancient.
He wondered: "System, don't starve to death in this body, it has recovered so quickly."
"No." The system said: "He hit the wall and committed suicide."
"Uh..." Chu Ci touched his head, there was no pain, it should be cured by his soul.
He looked up at the wall in front of him, and sure enough, there was a blood stain on it, but it had dried up and turned dark red. On such a gray wall, it was not very noticeable.
Chu Ci looked at the bloodstain and curiously asked, "What is so painful? Let him end his life in this terrible way."
When Chuci was about to look at the memory of this body to find the answer, the system first said: "I will pass the target information to you."
"Okay, come on." Chu Ci temporarily put the matter on again.
The familiar tingling soon developed in his head, and then quickly disappeared.
New information appeared in Chu Ci's mind.
That man changed his life from being a monk to a cultivator, and became one of the four elders of Chushan, known as the real person Ziyan. The information is as concise and clear as the previous worlds.
Chu Ci couldn't help but ridiculed: "The monk stopped being a Taoist priest, and he became a real person. Does Chu Shan accept apprentices now? I'll go to apprentice! He should still have a memory, right?"
The system said: "Yes, he has a memory, and he started looking for you before you came."
"A world that has not seen you, is your consciousness so high?" Chu Ci said differently: "That is to say, as long as I meet him, this life is considered complete?"
"Almost. His feelings for you in this world should be deeper than those in the previous world."
Chu Ci immediately stood up excitedly, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Then I will go to him, and you will show me the direction of Chushan."
"Don't worry." The system finally reminded: "You should deal with the current affairs first."
"Huh?" Chu Ci asked in confusion: "What's the matter."
He looked around and suddenly remembered that he seemed to be locked up in the wood shed.
When he was about to push the door, there was the sound of footsteps outside. It sounded like several people were coming, and the sound was getting closer.
Soon the sound stopped outside the wood house, and then came the sound of the key opening the door.
Knock-the lock is unlocked. Then the door of the firewood room was pushed open.
Chu Ci saw a well-dressed...man, stood there and looked at him and said, "Say it?"
He blinked and said nothing, because he didn't know what the other party was asking.
"It seems to be honest." The man nodded in satisfaction, and then he ordered to the person next to him: "Take him to the room prepared for him."
Chuci was drawn out of the woodshed blankly, and then led into a richly decorated backyard. The backyard was filled with fresh or gorgeous beauties, but by listening to the voice, you could know that these people were all men.
When he came to the backyard, the memory in Chuci's body began to emerge autonomously as if activated.
This body was originally called Zhuang Nan. Because the sky grew so good that it could sell for a good price, it was sold here by the gambler's father to pay off the debt.
This is Xiaoweiguan, named Nanfengguan, which is another kind of brothel.
Zhuang Nan was originally a scholar, and his self-esteem in his bones made him unable to accept this. He was always crying and making trouble, so he was locked in the wood shed, and then committed suicide by hitting the wall.
"Hey..." Chu Ci has become accustomed to his various identities, and said helplessly: "The system helps me think of a way to escape, I can't explain myself here!"
The system believes in itself: "Don't worry, the target already has a way to find you. Once you appear in this world, he will know it immediately, and if you find it, you will be relieved to follow the people here. "
"alright."
Now that the system was so sure, Chu Ci obediently followed the guards to the room that the man said belonged to him, and then the guards retired, leaving him and the man who just showed off in the room.
From Zhuang Nan's memory, we can know that this person is the old bustard of Nanfeng Hall.
The old bustard looked at Chu Ci and said, "Since you are quiet, it means that you have accepted the facts. You will forget your original name in the future and change your name to Qiushui."
Autumn water?
Chuci didn't like it a bit.
Since you have to change your name, it's better to change it to your original name.
Chu Ci smiled at the person in front of him and said, "I want to be called Chu Ci."
"Hehe." The old bust raised his eyebrows and smiled: "As expected, you are an educator. Let's go to Chuci. It sounds good."
After deciding on the name, the old bustard stubbornly said in the direction of the bed: "There are clothes on the bed that you want to wear today, so you can change it yourself. I will ask you to put on makeup later, and today is your first night of auction." With a smile on his face, he stepped forward and squeezed Chuci's face and said: "This face will definitely be our top card in the future. If you do it well, I promise you will never treat you badly. People in my place will eat It’s delicious, but it’s much better than your broken house, am I right?"
Chuci is not Zhuang Nan, so he nodded obediently and said, "Yes."
The old bustard looked at him with satisfaction and said, "This is how you like it."
After the old bustard left, Chu Ci immediately went to the bed and looked at the clothes on the bed.
"Tsk!" Chu Ci stretched out to pinch the clothes and said: "Where are these clothes, what are they looking like?"
Chu Ci thought of his own person, and immediately asked the system: "Did he find out that I'm here? Can he come in the first night of the auction?"
The system hesitated and said: "Not yet, I just found out that he has been in retreat for a year, but I can rest assured that he will leave the customs tonight, and every time he leaves the customs, he will first determine whether you have come, so rest assured, he will be tonight. I will definitely meet you."
Chu Ci quickly changed his clothes, looked at his legs under the veil, and smiled: "It's better to come earlier."
"My son? I'm here to dress you up."
At this time the door was knocked, and of course the voice of a boy was still ringing outside.
Chu Ci responded: "Come in."
He sat directly in front of the dressing table.
After sitting, Chu Ci saw his appearance in the bronze mirror.
It's no wonder that he will be drawn to pay off his debts when he grows up like this.
Chu Ci looked around at himself, letting the people behind him toss his hair and then toss his face.
After about a stick of incense, Chu Ci looked in the mirror again, his original face like a celestial being was painted into a seductive fairy, even he himself looked a little awkward.
"The son is so good-looking, there will definitely be many senior officials rushing to ask you tonight."
Chu Ci twitched his mouth and barely accepted the compliment from those behind him.
Time soon arrived at night.
Chu Ci stayed alone in the room, looking out from the window of the room from time to time.
It is getting more and more lively outside, and there are more and more people staying around the Nanfeng Pavilion, and many people still come by sedan chair.
"The folk customs of this world are really open."
Chu Ci walked around the room with nothing to do, then lay on the bed with Erlang's legs raised.
"System, the first night auction will start soon, right?"
"Well, there is about half a stick of incense."
Chu Ci couldn't help but said, "Is my baby here?"
"I didn't come, but just left the customs, it was too late."
Chu Ci shook his legs, thinking in his head that Zi Yan waited. If he just happened to see himself at auction, would he buy him? Is he rich?
If he has been photographed, would this person use it?
Of course, if you can, it’s better to get him done today. Isn’t it a pity that you don’t make good use of it when dressed like this?
"Chu Ci? Are you ready? You will be on the court soon." It was the voice of the old bustard.
Chu Ci grumbled and got up from the bed, adjusted his clothes and said: "Okay, I'm here."
After he cast a wink in the mirror skillfully, he twisted his waist and walked out.
Chu Ci followed the old bustard to the stage in the hall, with light gauze hanging around the stage, and no one outside could see the appearance of the inside.

As soon as Zi Yan left the customs, he saw Chu Shan disciples waiting outside.
"Congratulations to the elders for leaving." A group of people waited outside the door.
However, Zi Yan only nodded to them, and then hurried away. For some reason he had a strong feeling: that person had already arrived.
When he stepped into the room and saw the situation in the room, he was suddenly relieved.
The mark belonging to that person in the circle finally glowed, and at the same time a golden light was produced, pointing to the distance.
Zi Yan immediately put the mark into his palm and left Chushan in the direction of the beam.
When Zi Yan stood at the entrance of the Nanfeng Pavilion, the expression on his face was a bit ugly. He had traveled around the world and knew where it was.
At this time, familiar names came from the hall.
"Guests, this is the new son of the Nanfeng Pavilion, Chuci. There will be one of you sitting here tonight who is lucky enough to be favored by the son of Chuci."