Quick Transmigration: Hosts, We're Only Responsible for Counterattacking

Chapter 177 The World Has Mermaid Language (21)

After a day and a night, the two of them, soaking wet, sat on the beach by a fire.

Shen Yun held the porcelain bottle in her arms with a touch of sadness.

The stopper of the porcelain bottle is not waterproof, and it is now filled with water.

As for the small red snake, it had long since been marinated in seawater.

2345 was overjoyed, its little mouth widening in delight; it was finally no longer a reserve food.

Shen Yun sadly placed the small red snake near the fire to roast it, and said to Yan Fa'an, "Do you think that if we roast off the excess moisture from its body, it might come back to life?"

2345's heart skipped a beat. Could this thing really be brought back to life? Was it going to become reserve food again?
Yan Fa'an stared intently, pondering carefully, then shook his head. "It probably won't work. After all, you can't guarantee you won't just roast it into dried snake."

"But what is this thing?"

Yan Fa'an pointed to the white ball standing on its two paws. Its whole body was wet, and its pure white fur hung limply on its body. Its chubby belly was sticking out in front of it, almost touching the flames.

Although he didn't want to say it, this little white ball seemed a bit too smart.

Unaware that it was about to be exposed, 2345 trembled as it warmed itself by the fire. Although it looked miserable, it felt a rare sense of peace. The snake was beyond dead, which meant that its life was temporarily spared.

If the snake really wanted to eat it, it believed that the host would clean it, slice it up, and send it over.

It seems that God is still looking out for it.

After the fur all over his body was roasted by the fire until it became fluffy, 2345 looked longingly at the fragrant grilled fish.

"Bubble, do you have a grudge against the Nangong family?" Yan Fa'an asked, recalling the scene he had witnessed.

It was truly difficult to identify Nangong Chuqi even though her face was covered in bruises.

"Before, it was Nangong Fangrui who wanted to eat my flesh, now it's Ai Wan." For the first time, Shen Yun looked at Gouza with a resentful gaze.

To be honest, it's not a pleasant feeling to be seen as someone who's easy prey.

“If you kill her, everything will be fine.” Yan Fa’an said slowly. In fact, he didn’t quite understand Pao Pao’s actions. Why not just take them all out at once instead of hiding?

Shen Yun rolled her eyes and crossed her legs in a very unladylike manner, "If you're so good, then you do it."

Once, she secretly took a knife to Ai Wan's room. Just as she was about to use her brute force to strike, she felt an invisible resistance. She couldn't even cut a hair, let alone kill her, and she was almost discovered.

Yan Fa'an nodded, "I can help you."

Although he already knew this person was a blockhead, Shen Yun still wanted to ask, "Can't you tell if someone is right or wrong?"
It seems that beating around the bush when talking to him is not advisable.

“Even if Ai Wan is gone, there will be Zhao Wan and Li Wan. I can’t possibly kill everyone.”

Yan Fa'an looked puzzled. "Why not?"

Shen Yun was taken aback, his face turning pale. He had no choice but to change his words, "While the legends of the merfolk may or may not be true, everyone is flocking to them. I must find a way to eliminate this problem permanently."

"Furthermore, I have a gentle nature and don't like fighting and killing."

2345, who was enjoying his grilled fish, stared wide-eyed, his hairy face showing a blank expression.

The host seems to have some misunderstanding about the word "gentleness".

The two were lucky; after walking for about half an hour, they saw smoke rising from a fisherman's house. Shen Yun traded the jade pendant from Yan Fa'an's waist for a mule.

There was no romance or snow, no plum blossoms in the snow, only a man and a woman, a white ball of fluff, and a mule.

Moreover, when they reached a grove of trees, the mule kicked up and ran away while they were relieving themselves. Looking at the messy hoofprints around them, Shen Yun felt somewhat flustered.

She silently turned her head and said to Yan Fa'an, "What do you think about me riding a tiger?"

Yan Fa'an gave serious advice, "It's not a good idea. Wild beasts have their own dignity and generally won't easily submit."

Shen Yun recalled the tiger she had seen on the day she arrived and gave up the idea.

Fearing that it would cause trouble for itself, 2345 automatically turned on the navigation.

Yan Fa'an stood by the tree, looking at the dense fog in the forest, and could faintly smell the fragrance of grass. He couldn't help but smile. If he had the chance in the future, he could build a wooden house here. The environment was beautiful and suitable for living.

Shen Yun had no idea that the person traveling with him had such a wild imagination.

After all, even if someone has a brain, there's no guarantee it won't be full of poop.

Meanwhile, the real Nangong Fangrui was going crazy. Since that day, in everyone's eyes, she had become a mermaid. Although she tried to explain, no one believed her. They even said that Nangong Fangrui had fallen off a cliff and died without leaving a trace.

Then that little bitch Ai Wan started having people bleed her every day.

Nangong Fangrui suddenly remembered what the merman had done to her that night, and a chill ran down her spine. If it was really as she thought, then what would become of her…

No, it cannot be done.

She frantically pounded on the door and shouted outside, "Let me out! Let me out! I'm not a mermaid, I'm Nangong Fangrui!"

The guards outside the door glanced at it briefly before looking away.

He boasted without thinking; he had personally witnessed Nangong Fangrui jump down.

However, this merman is quite remarkable, as he was able to perfectly imitate the young lady's personality.

Seeing that no one believed her, Nangong Fangrui felt terrified, but she couldn't find a way to escape.

She knew the allure of merfolk to Aiwan, and the chances of her leaving safely were almost zero.

three days later.

At a wonton stall, Shen Yun slurped up a fresh meat wonton with satisfaction, holding a scallion pancake in his hand. After taking a big gulp of soup, he sighed contentedly, "This is the life a person should live."

Look at her these past few days, living in the open and exposed to mosquitoes.

Speaking of mosquitoes, we can't help but mention the red welts all over her body.

Even though there were two of them, the mosquitoes in the woods only seemed to be biting her.

Despite being pampered, she didn't feel happy at all; in fact, she felt quite lost.

If Yan Fa'an were to be pampered by mosquitoes like she was, she would only complain a few times and wouldn't feel resentful.

Now, looking at Yan Fa'an's still fair and smooth skin, Shen Yun frowned; she felt envious.

"Next, I will disguise myself as a guard and sneak into the Nangong family, and then sow discord between Ai Wan and her male lovers... no, her husbands."

Yan Fa'an looked at her disapprovingly, "Bubble, one should be upright and honest. Besides, your method is too slow. Why don't I kill them all for you?"

Kill, kill, kill, can you think of anything else all day long?

I've been reading Qing Dynasty time-travel novels lately. Some are about the emperor's wife, some are about Consort Li, some are about Consort Nian, some are about Lady Geng, some are about Lady Song, some are about Lady Wu, and there are all sorts of concubines. Every one of the Fourth Prince's concubines has been time-traveled...

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