Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 481 Do you like boys or girls?
There was nothing wrong with Quan Xiaotong's original intention. He just said a few polite words about Han Yu's safety, and then gave him a few more years of good fortune.

That is to say, the last time his soul was divided, Han Yu had only earned seventeen years of luck. Later, he was abducted by a peddler, and Quan Xiaotong generously gave him thirty years of luck again, plus this time's sixty years of luck.

"I said that the fifth floor is better at dealing with people than the Tiandao Sect."

Han Yu felt emotional. Look at how others were taking advantage of him everywhere, and then look at Liu Zongyuan's petty attitude. He offered a cooperation, but in the end, they were taking advantage of him.

Of course, there was also the only thing about Quan Xiaotong that made Han Yu somewhat dissatisfied.

With sixty years of luck, this guy was able to create twenty monks for himself. It would take him seven days to digest all of them!
"Why do I doubt that guy did it on purpose?"

The spirit of the weapon pinched its little face, looking suspicious.

Why are you still doubting this? He is such a cunning person. To do such a thing, he must have done it on purpose.

Han Yu's face darkened when he thought of this. It was clearly a big piece of meat, but when he got closer, he saw that it was all scraps.

……

At the same time, in the Inspection Office, Gao Feng, who had transformed into a giant snake, slowly came back.

Ever since he swapped positions with Ling Wuce, Ling Wuce has been completely unlucky. Quan Xiaotong is using him to his death. According to Gao Feng, this exchange of positions will definitely give the Inspection Department a huge advantage.

The final result was that Gao Feng came back when he was supposed to, while Ling Wuce was out every day.

Inside the Dengque Tower, Quan Xiaotong was rarely buried in his papers. When Gao Feng came in, he was waiting leisurely.

"You said you wanted to keep that kid in the East Sea Territory for seven days. Would he agree?"

Gao Feng stretched out the snake's head, spitting out information with his long, squeaking tongue, revealing a slightly human expression.

Quan Xiaotong nodded with a smile upon hearing this, and said confidently, "He will definitely be willing, even if he is reluctant, he will stay for seven days."

Although Gao Feng didn't know what means the other party used, he still reminded him, "Don't really try to trick them to death."

Quan Xiaotong gave a bitter smile. How could this be considered a trap? In order to let him stay for a few more days, he had given him more than ten years of good fortune for nothing. All in all, the guy was happily taking advantage of him.

"I need some time. That guy has captured the ninth child. I'm afraid that he will attract more people."

Although I don't want to admit it, it's really only Han Yu who can stop those people.

"I'm taking Feng Buping out this time. Please help take care of the affairs in the building."

Quan Xiaotong sighed deeply. The information he obtained from capturing the soul last time was still too little. This time, he just hoped that Feng Buping's empathy ability could dig out as much useful information as possible.

"I save you the trouble. Just be more careful when you go out."

Gao Feng didn't stop him. In fact, only a shrewd guy like Quan Xiaotong was suitable to interrogate such a person.

……

"It's not satisfying at all."

On this side, Han Yu had just given three Hexi Pills and had no choice but to dismiss the remaining cultivators. The weapon spirit smacked its lips, obviously very dissatisfied.

"It's a little scattered, but it still has sixty years of luck."

Han Yu also had a gloomy face, but he was more open-minded. He was just unhappy with Quan Xiaotong's deceptive method. He could see clearly that the other party was trying to find a way to make him stay here for a few more days.

But if you have something to say, just say it. Even if he doesn't give you face, he can agree to it for the sake of the extra seventeen years of luck. Why does he have to use such a disgusting method?

The man and the spirit could only complain in their hearts while waiting for the daily supply of pills.

With sixty years of luck as a foundation, even if you are reluctant, it is better than running around trying your luck in the vast crowd.

It is worth mentioning that we stayed in the East China Sea for six days and it was unusually calm.

Even the heart that had been hanging in the air slowly settled down. After all, every time Han Yu was here, something bad happened.

Another strange thing is that the weapon spirit talks less and less every day. In the past, it would find Han Yu every day to complain about Quan Xiaotong's shamelessness, but later it gradually became quiet.

On the seventh day, the spirit of the weapon finally spoke again, with an indescribably strange expression.

"There seems to be something wrong with the bottle!"

Han Yu was shocked after hearing this. Is there something wrong with the bottle?

This matter could be big or small. Every change in the bottle might change the current pattern of pill production, or even Han Yu himself. If something goes wrong, whether it affects the pill production or Han Yu, it is no small matter.

The spirit of the weapon pinched his face and sighed strangely, "Don't worry, it's not that kind of problem."

Han Yu finally put his worries to rest and asked, "What's the problem?"

"It's not taking away my luck anymore, I'm so panicked!"

The spirit of the weapon had estimated its luck for the past sixty years. If Han Yu was eliminated, the dead bottle would definitely take away at least half of its luck.

But in fact, the bottle's luck was rarely touched. Every time the luck was fed back, it was all given to it. Isn't this outrageous?

Maybe the bottle was used to bullying it, and it was so generous all of a sudden, which made it even more panicked, okay?
"Do you think it's possible that the dead bottle wants to take away all my luck at once when I'm at my happiest?"

The spirit of the weapon pretended to have a sinister look and told the worst possible outcome that he had guessed.

The corners of Han Yu's mouth twitched slightly. What kind of oppression must one have to have such dark thoughts?

But on second thought, it seems that every time I exploit the spirit of the weapon, I am always the one who benefits.

"Probably not. If Pingzi can really play such a heart-breaking game, then what's the point of you?"

After the spirit of the bottle appeared, it would be fine if it had different ideas. But if the bottle could play this trick in such a human way, then what is the meaning of the spirit's existence?
After comforting him, the spirit of the weapon also felt that it made sense, but his expression was still bitter.

"what happened again?"

Han Yu asked again helplessly.

Who knew that the weapon spirit would suddenly become weird and shy, "Well, I have a problem too."

Even the spirit of the weapon has problems?
"It's not a big deal."

Before Han Yu could start to think too much, the spirit of the weapon quickly started to explain.

It's not a big problem. It's just that without the pressure of the bottle, the luck has gradually accumulated over the past sixty years. It vaguely feels that once it is released, it seems... it will be enough for it to shape successfully.

"What could be the big problem?"

Han Yu said casually in annoyance, "Haven't you always wanted to have a complete spiritual body?"
The spirit of the weapon was once again extremely embarrassed, "I have been hesitating these days, Han Yu, do you like boys or girls?"

Han Yu's face suddenly turned dark. Is he seriously ill?
It's your own body. If you want a masculine or feminine appearance, you can decide for yourself. Why are you asking me?

Also, don't use a tone that could be misunderstood!

Just when Han Yu wanted to let the weapon spirit make the decision on its own, the extremely familiar face in his sea of ​​consciousness instantly made him react.

His face was originally gloomy, but now it suddenly turned extremely dark.

This little bastard is wearing his own face, but he just keeps looking at it every day and forgets about it.

"A man with a penis! The kind that looks strong and proud!"

"If you dare to bring me a female Han Yu, I will kill you. I will never let you go!"

Han Yu shuddered at the thought of a little loli with his face on her head.

This kind of weapon spirit can almost be thrown away...

(End of this chapter)