Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 517 Little Fujoshi, Full and Well-fed

Because she was bored, Ah Li secretly slipped out.

As soon as it landed, it stomped its foot in disgust and patted the fish blood off its feet.

"It stinks, it stinks here," Ah Li said, covering her nose.

"Yes, it stinks here. I don't know how these fish grow. They're ugly and smelly."

With that, Zhang Ze raised his knife and chopped off the fish's head.

The strange fish was shaped like a hook, with three legs on its belly, but its mouth was extremely small, with only a small hole at the front, which served only as decoration.

On the back of the strange fish, there are six slits. When the slits open and close, the sharp teeth inside can be easily seen.

After prying open the fangs and squeezing out the venom, you can see the golden fish bones and the agar-like fish meat.

Of this strange fish, only its skeleton was a tribute sent to Baiyujing; the rest of its body was ignored.

Zhang Ze casually picked up a piece of fish and handed it to A Li, asking, "Do you want some?"

Ah Li quickly shook her head, "I won't eat it! Let whoever wants to eat it, it stinks."

Zhang Ze was taken aback when he heard this. He thought to himself that there were foods that Ah Li wouldn't eat. He leaned closer to smell them and found them to be just plain smelly.

That tastes nowhere near as good as the stinky tofu, ice cream, popping candy, and pickled shark meat pancakes from Qianji Town.

Ah Li could eat that stuff for a whole week straight.

However, Zhang Ze didn't pay any attention to it, only saying that Ah Li had been avoiding certain foods recently.

Just as he was about to tell Ah Li not to wander around, he saw Ah Li suddenly start studying the mask hanging on the wall.

The mask looked suspicious, somewhat resembling a sex toy gag.

However, due to its special design, wearing it does not affect the user's speech, nor does it cause the wearer to drool.

Ah Li stared intently at the mask, seemingly wanting to lick it and taste it.

"Don't eat it!" Zhang Ze reached out and grabbed Ah Li's tail, pulling it back.

"What? I just want to smell it!"

Ah Li was a little angry, and she spun around in Zhang Ze's arms, her body stained with fish blood.

"That thing is unclean."

Zhang Ze recognized the thing because he had just examined it himself.

As he spoke, he took out a roll of cloth from the drawer, the original color of which was almost unrecognizable.

After wiping his hands, Zhang Ze opened the cloth. Inside, a card contained instructions on how to use the mouthpiece mask.

These gags are ritual implements issued to the white-clad officers on duty here.

The blue beads that act as mouthpieces filter toxins and ward off miasma, effectively preventing the poisonous blood and insects from fish bellies from entering the human body. This, in turn, extends the lifespan of the white coats worn by those working in this area.

That's the logic, but for various reasons, most of the medical staff on duty here don't live to their retirement age.

Therefore, the result is that the player leaves but the ball remains, and the ball is passed down for eight generations.

Judging from the color of the mouthpiece and the teeth marks on it, it's hard to imagine how many people have used it for how long.

These are the long-time employees of this [Level 25].

"You understand now?" Zhang Ze patted A Li's head and said softly, "It's really not clean."

"Eek~" Ah Li shrank into Zhang Ze's arms in disgust. At this moment, it felt that the room was unclean everywhere, so it simply crawled back into Zhang Ze's body.

After things finally quieted down, Zhang Ze continued processing the last piece of fish bones from the strange fish.

Just as Zhang Ze removed the bones from the last fish and carefully placed it in the box, the door was suddenly pushed open.

The person who opened the door was dressed in white. He was not tall, about 1.6 meters, and was obese with a huge stomach. He wore a small gag mask on his face.

Unlike Zhang Ze's disdain, this person quite liked it and wore it very improperly, his tongue rolling back and forth, making the little ball fly up, which was somewhat perverted.

But what's most intriguing is his clothes.

It seemed that because he had been in a shabby room for a long time and had been repeatedly soaked in fish blood, the clothes had been stained dark black.

The fat man stepped into the room, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally showing off his 'black' clothes, which were bulging out by his stomach.

"The fish bones are sorted!" he shouted, as if he had truly become dressed in black.

Zhang Ze didn't want to pay attention to him, but just as he lowered his head, something unexpected happened.

He noticed that the little rotten girl had somehow crawled out on her own.

It came out very abruptly, without any warning.

Little Fuji was crouching down, sneaking along the side of the cylindrical cutting board on the table.

His hand wandered restlessly towards the fish bones placed in the box.

Judging from his expression and demeanor, he had a similar sense of clarity and detachment to Ah Li when she saw delicious food, as if the world were nothing to her.

But the problem is, Little Fu Ji wasn't wearing a mask at this time, nor was she playing Ah Li, right?
Moreover, regardless of size or type, Fuhime always knows how to prioritize and never causes trouble at crucial moments, so why this time...?

Zhang Ze didn't have time to think. Taking advantage of the fat man across the table not paying attention, he quickly reached out and grabbed Fu Ji, then threw her into the box containing fish bones.

After putting the lid on, Zhang Ze said, "It's sorted, let's go."

The fat man looked at Zhang Ze suspiciously, then reached out to open the lid.

But then Zhang Ze coughed lightly and mentioned two ridiculous rules set by Xiao Jing.

"If anyone who opens the water gate without authorization, the offerings will have their limbs broken and be fed to the fish."

“If the quality of the offerings is damaged, the responsibility will be investigated by the box, and all those who touched them will be punished equally.”

The fat man quickly withdrew his hand and muttered, "The water gate is open, the offering will begin soon, you...you come with me."

They remained silent for the rest of the journey. Although the fat man kept staring at Zhang Ze with a sly look, he did not cause any trouble.

After the three horn blasts, the remaining dozens of people in white also filed out from the various buildings.

They were all holding a black box, just like Zhang Ze.

The box contained fish offered to Baiyujing; it was unclear whether it contained golden fish bones or something else.

Standing at the end of the line, Zhang Ze tapped the box lightly with his finger when no one was looking, signaling to Xiao Fuji to come back quickly when she was done playing.

Surprisingly, Little Fuji did not respond to him.

Just as he was looking for an opportunity to capture the little rotten princess, a man in black walked up to Zhang Ze, stared at him, and gestured for Zhang Ze to put her on the water dragon boat being pulled by the little water dragon whale.

Locking the cabin shut, the man in black stepped onto the water dragon boat and said to the rest of the group, "Board the boat and enter Tian Shu City."

Zhang Ze stared at the now completely sealed cabin door, praying that the little rotten girl wouldn't cause any trouble.

"What's wrong with Little Rosamund Kisses? She never liked eating fish before..."

……

Water Gate No. 13

Qin Lang stood listlessly with his hands behind his back, chest puffed out, like a statue, on either side of the waterway.

The inspection was somewhat different from what he had imagined; the personnel were not fully armed, holding ritual implements, and opening the door to inspect the goods.

Instead, they stood on either side, with a small plate and cup beside them, ready to test for poison at any time.

A pure connoisseur of arsenic.

Entering Tian Shu City through the [Thirteenth Water Gate], you'll find a variety of rare snails and sea fruits, as well as aquatic creatures. Among them, some require special preservation, as the preservation process will produce a large amount of special toxins.

For example, those golden fish bones in the box.

The tasters' job was to identify these toxins and then determine the quality of the tributes based on their symptoms.

If you experience cramps after drinking it, it means the offering is of normal quality and basically usable.

If you get rashes all over your body after drinking it, it means it's about to expire and needs to be sent to Baiyujing (a famous Chinese medicine clinic) immediately.

If someone finishes drinking a joke, it means there's something wrong with the goods, and the person in white responsible for the goods has to join in with a joke.

If someone drinks a pungent drink and then grows golden hair all over their body, it means the entire cargo on the ship has rotted, and everyone, including the person in black in charge, will perish.

Strangely, if someone drinks the "Genpi" (a type of Chinese liquor) and then comes back to life, it means that the liquor in the box is of the highest quality, extremely pure, and exceptionally good.

Therefore, Qin Lang was really curious about what the fish in these boxes were used for.

Unfortunately, most of the goods delivered today were of average quality, neither high nor low, and few people died.

Those few long-time employees from last week were still working on the front lines of the water gate. Qin Lang waited for a long time, but it wasn't his turn to go forward and sample the product.

He thought the day would just pass by like this, but he never expected that the fleet at Twenty-Four Crossings would have such a great harvest today.

Half of the cargo on the ship was top-quality. Twelve former employees from last week drank themselves to death on the spot. Six of them were resurrected as zombies, four were scratched by their former colleagues, and two were hit on the spot. Their skulls were smashed by the resurrected zombies, and the huge heads were held in the hands of the two resurrected former employees as they drank a toast together.

Because the incident happened so suddenly, by the time the water gate formation was activated and the black-clad figure stepped in to maintain order, it was already too late. Only a few of the injured were still breathing, lying on the ground panting and signaling for help.

The black-clad guard guarding the area was also very experienced; he only needed to touch the wound once to determine the extent of the injury.

However, he had no intention of saving the people. Instead, he reached out and grabbed the injured people by the neck, snapping each one of their necks.

Rescuing people is too much trouble; it's better to just let them graduate with us.

After strangling all the people to death, he carried their corpses, along with the corpses of the zombies, and threw them all into a flying magical furnace.

The raging flames swept away all the filth.

Only fire is right.

In short, under this routine operation, all the long-term employees who had persevered for a week and were just one more week away from being reassigned were wiped out and optimized into the most basic particles in the sacred land.

The man in black, accustomed to this, clapped his hands and pointed at Qin Lang, who was watching the show, saying, "You, and you, come forward."

Upon hearing this, Qin Lang, who had just gotten his wish, quickly grabbed his small cup and ran over excitedly to stand in the first position.

Anyone who didn't know better would have thought he was going to the cafeteria to get food; his excited expression was a stark contrast to the others.

The man in black, who had just finished killing someone, stared in disbelief.

He'd been in this lousy water gate for two years, and this was the first time he'd ever seen someone so eager. He'd seen people rushing to eat shit, but never anyone so eager to be reborn.

"Why are you so happy?" The man in black instinctively felt that there was something wrong with this guy, so he wanted to go up and interview him. If there was a problem, he would find an excuse to throw him into the furnace as well.

Before he could finish speaking, Qin Lang chuckled and retorted.

"It is my honor to dedicate myself to the God-King. Should I cry if I'm unhappy? What do you mean, sir? Are you disloyal?"

When the words "divine ruler" and "loyalty" appear together, the matter becomes serious.

The man in black felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck, as if he would be punished by the gods if he dared to harbor even the slightest disloyalty.

"Being happy is right, everything is for the God! Everything is for the God!" The experienced man in black quickly composed himself, cleared his mind of distractions, and said solemnly.

Qin Lang laughed again upon hearing this, "In that case, why don't you drink this cup with me, my lord, and share in the glory of the Divine Lord, and be loyal to the Divine Lord!"

After saying that, he bent down, picked up the blood-stained cup from the ground, and put it into the black-clad man's hand.

The man in black wasn't stupid; he instinctively wanted to refuse, but then the back of his neck started to hurt again.

It hurts, it hurts too much.

After staring intently at Qin Lang for a while, the man in black picked up his cup, his eyes wide like copper bells, and stood behind Qin Lang, staring at him intently.

Seeing his smiling face, Qin Lang understood perfectly.

He seems to have found a way to play with these black and white outfits.

Simply putting the words "divine ruler" and "loyalty" together in your speech will trigger a certain detection.

Under such a test, the distinction between white and black clothing would lose its meaning, and everything would be determined by the divine ruler.

If handled properly, every word spoken will be an offer that the other party cannot refuse.

Qin Lang suddenly thought of a way to rescue Zhu Luo.

However, although he had thought of it, he was not in a hurry, because the fleet of ships at the Twenty-Five Passes had already entered the water gate.

The cabin was opened, and the divine messengers responsible for their respective boxes stood in front of the corresponding appraisers.

Qin Lang felt that the person offering condolences looked somewhat familiar.

Of course, Zhang Ze thought so too.

However, Zhang Ze only felt that the person looked familiar. He did not realize that the person in front of him was Qin Lang in disguise. His attention was more focused on the black-clad figure behind Qin Lang.

A person dressed in black standing out among those dressed in white was already conspicuous, not to mention that this person was glaring at everyone with the look that said, "I'll kill your whole family in a minute."

Zhang Ze didn't want to cause trouble, so he lowered his head, focusing his gaze on his nose, his heart on the corrupt concubine.

I just hope that Fuhito stays hidden in the box and isn't discovered.

If it's discovered.
Then the only option left is to go on a killing spree and force our way in to rescue Zhu Luo.

As the water bell rang, the mechanism on the side of the black box held by Zhang Ze turned, and a small tube emerged. With just a few squeezes, a yellowish-orange liquid would flow out.

Those liquids were what the Watergate inspectors were going to test.

Qin Lang squeezed it for a long time, but no liquid flowed out of the small tube.

Standing behind Qin Lang, the man in black, who had finished his drink but wasn't dead, was pretending to have a cramp, and he had an expression that said, "I've got you, you're going to die today."

But before he could make a move, someone on the other side suddenly shouted loudly.

"Sir! Someone has drunk urine!"

Since it was important business, the man in black was drawn to it.

The one who snitched was the fat man with a gag in his mouth who had met Zhang Ze once before. He was pointing at the inspector in front of him with an expression that said, "I've done a great job."

The inspector he reported had an expression that said, "Are you an idiot?" His face turned pale and then red, looking quite unpleasant.

The man in black was very familiar with this kind of thing, because it happened every day.

The liquid oozing from those golden fish bones was similar in color to urine, and each time someone tried to deceive them with tricks and quick shots.

Not to mention, that's exactly what he just did.

Compared to gambling with your life, a mouthful of urine is nothing.

Moreover, this kind of thing is actually an unspoken rule, a leeway that every Watergate member leaves for themselves.

So as long as they don't go too far, the man in black will pretend not to see it.

After all, anyone could have such a day.

But the ambitious fat man didn't seem to think that way. He seemed to believe that as long as he reported enough people, and as long as he was loyal to the God, he could succeed.

One day, I will be able to wear those really beautiful black clothes.

Unfortunately, he forgot one thing.

That is, many of the laws of the Divine Lord involve collective punishment; if the appraiser dies, the person responsible for handling the fish bones will also be implicated and executed.
The man in black stepped forward, took out a new cup, filled it himself, and handed it to the inspector who had just stolen the chicken.

"drink."

The inspector looked at the fat man with a face full of grief and indignation, then drank it all in one gulp.

No miracle occurred; after drinking the real golden broth, the unfortunate inspector died instantly.

The man in black silently watched the fat man, timing the moment with his fingers. After confirming that the man wouldn't rise from the dead, he reached out and grabbed at the fat man's head.

Seeing this, the fat man, who had shot himself in the foot, cried out and overturned the black box with a punch.

Then, taking advantage of the moment when the man in black went to pick up the box, he ran haphazardly towards the water gate.

Before he could even take two steps, the magical furnace flew up, its mouth wide open, and it lunged at the fat man.

However, the 400-pound fat man got stuck in the furnace opening because his stomach was too big, and amidst screams, the furnace exploded.

The scene quickly descended into chaos.

While the officers in black were putting out the fire, the other inspectors who hadn't yet drunk any quickly and secretly poured the yellow liquid into their glasses, preparing to each take another shot.

One of them, whether due to excessive nervousness or the lack of water, struggled to squeeze out the contents. Just as he was sweating profusely, the person in white holding the box opposite him whispered in his ear.

"Don't rush, use mine."

Upon hearing these words, a tear of emotion rolled down the cheek of the inspector who was unable to urinate.

But as the saying goes, extreme joy begets sorrow.

In that instant, he was extremely grateful to the white-clad man who had come to his rescue, a man who could be called a timely rain. This gratitude even surpassed his loyalty to the God.

so.
Bang!
His mind exploded the moment the thought crossed his mind.

The scene became even more chaotic.

In the chaos, Zhang Ze and Qin Lang went unnoticed.

Of course, the two of them did not do anything indecent.

Qin Lang immediately took action, sending a leaf to Zhang Ze's eyes and using the move "True One Leaf Blocks the Eyes" to temporarily obscure Zhang Ze's five senses before opening the box.

but.
"Ugh?"

Qin Lang was taken aback.

He discovered that all the golden fish bones in the box were gone, and the soup had been completely drunk.

The little rotten princess was lying on her back in the box, happily rubbing her little belly and letting out a satisfied burp.

However, what's puzzling is that Little Fu Ji's appearance is rather strange at this moment, as if she has mutated.

The fish bones seemed to have some unexpected effect on her.
(End of this chapter)