What To Do If The Heroine Escapes From The Book Chapter 21: Return to the world

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With just these two words, Chu Ge’s pain in his **** disappeared instantly, as if he had been rubbed by little hands.

Qiu Wuji is indeed a reasonable and kind woman, and he deserves to give her so many good qualities in vain.

Chu Ge went to pour the water happily and asked casually: "What happened to the Poison Hand Demon King?"

"I am still poisoned. I feel that important events will correct themselves according to the direction you wrote."

Chu Ge paused for a moment while pouring water, frowned and pondered.

I paused for a while before continuing to pour the water: "Is it uncomfortable to be poisoned?"

"Fortunately, I solved it quickly." Qiu Wuji's smile became thicker.

This is a question that no one in the sect, including Chu Tiange, has ever asked, not even the most loyal elders and disciples.

This has nothing to do with whether he writes or not. Outside of his established role, the characters should have their own performance, but no one has asked this.

Because others regard her as a powerful sect master who can do anything.

Does he think she is a creature of his own creation? "It's my responsibility to help you."

Or... a woman?

I don’t know, but it feels weird. A... feeling that someone is distressed?

A little embarrassed, but also a little warm.

Chu Ge sat on the sofa holding a water glass, drinking water and thinking: "In this way, the plot I wrote, at least in terms of important events, is an inescapable fate for you. If I write about the Poison-Handed Demon King, If he died in your hands instead of escaping, he would have died."

Qiu Wuji said: "Why write about his escape?"

Chu Ge smiled awkwardly: "This kind of relatively strong villain should be left to the protagonist as a stepping stone. If you kill him early, you have to create another one. There is no need."

Qiu Wuji rolled his eyes.

Chu Ge also found that Qiu Wuji’s expression was much richer and more vivid than before.

Qiu Wuji sighed, sat across from him a little lazily, leaned on the sofa and said lazily: "So you are our God's will, are you very proud of it?"

Chu Ge thought for a while and shook his head: "Maybe I am the providence of your world... But in a larger context, no. Just like I don't know why you came out, and I don't know why I came out. Are your books going to be thrown to death?"

He paused and smiled again: "It is God's will for you and me to meet, but this God's will is not mine."

Qiu Wuji was stunned and said nothing.

Chu Ge suddenly said: "I was thinking about a question before..."

"Huh?"

"Can I practice your practice method? I obviously don't know any practice method, but I made it up, so can I make it up to cultivate myself?"

Qiu Wuji also thought this was interesting: "Then I will teach you? If there is no difference in our body structure, you can definitely learn it. The main problem is that the spiritual energy in this world is very thin, so even if you practice it, there will be no results. ."

Chu Ge nodded: "Perhaps the obstacle of this aura is a patch to prevent me from getting too buggy?"

Qiu Wuji laughed: "You have written too much, don't you think you are also written in someone's book, and you still patch it up..."

"Matryoshka dolls are prohibited." Chu Ge said seriously, and then smiled: "Just saying that, now we don't even know if we can practice, let's try it first?"

"Hmm..." Qiu Wuji taught a secret, and then asked, "Did you write this secret?"

"No, the world probably evolved on its own based on my nonsense. I copied some contents from the Taoist scriptures, such as the Seven Signs of Yunji, etc. I don't know if it counts..."

"The Taoist scriptures of this world...I want to see them."

“I have bought this stuff, all kinds of Taoist scriptures, even though they are just text, they can be converted into PDF and saved to more than ten gigabytes, and they are stored in my computer.”

Qiu Wuji couldn't understand PDF or more than ten gigabytes for the time being. It sounded like a lot, so he was not in a hurry and returned to the topic: "What I taught you just now was the method of mind. Now I will teach you the method of luck. You want to Remember carefully, you should know very well that there will be problems if there are any deviations. Our sect’s practice method is the most awe-inspiring and upright, with the twelve main sutras as the mainstay and the strange sutras as the supplement. This is for..."

"Wait a minute..." Chu Ge asked cautiously: "Where exactly are the Twelve Canons? How can I get lucky?"

Qiu Wuji’s eyes widened.

Silence.

You wrote this! You write down the practice method for us to follow the Twelve Orthodox Sutras!

Then you ask me where the twelve serious things are!

I thought you understood it well after reading a few G Taoist scriptures, but you asked me where the meridians are! Is this the kind of person who created our world?

Qiu Wuji wanted to hit him.

"Don't say that I bullied you for being unreasonable! I'll beat you as if I were a different person!" Qiu Wuji finally couldn't hold it back and knocked Chu Ge over on the sofa and beat him: "Where, where, where? , where did you say it is!"

Chu Ge held his head and was beaten. This time, he didn’t feel any pain from the beating. She pressed him on him, and the fragrance was faint. It felt... um...

Qiu Wuji restrained his strength to hit the person. After beating him for a while, he felt tired, so he stood up angrily, grunted and walked to the balcony to get some fresh air.

At a glance, I saw my previous clothes hanging outside, fluttering in the wind.

Qiu Wuji half-opened his mouth and stared blankly at his stockings, which were wrinkled and fluttering in the wind. It felt like someone had rubbed them in his hands...

A blush quickly crept onto her cheeks.

When I left, I never thought that I would still be wearing something like this. The private clothes I just wore next to my body were turned around and held in his hand... I don’t know what he did...

You can't ask me what I did. After all, it looks like I just washed you. Why do you still want to beat someone up out of kindness?

Qiu Wuji held it in for a long time, his lips moved for a long time, and then he managed to hold back a sentence: "You don't have to help me wash my clothes in the future, I, I will do it myself."

Chu Ge also ran out and took a look, and his face was a little dark.

What's going on with those wrinkled stockings? Why does it feel like he's holding them for something? Is Chu Ge sure he's never done this before?

Is it possible that a lonely person has a fetish in his dream?

It’s over and he’s about to be beaten again... Chu Ge stepped back cautiously.

Qiu Wuji stared at him with a straight face for a long time, but did not hit anyone. Instead, he had this thought in his heart: living alone with a man and a widow, is it really okay to just say that they are beautiful and beautiful?

Well, no problem, just have a clear conscience.

She took a deep breath: "I can transform this kind of clothing myself from now on. Last time I was so confused that I didn't understand... I could have saved this money."

"It's not that I didn't understand it, it's just that you deliberately wanted to try the life style of this world." The Chugo people retreated to the living room, and their voices were still responding: "So why bother using illusions? Just integrate into this world thoroughly. Ah."

“Not happy with saving money? Even though I borrowed it, I don’t know when I can pay you back.”

"I received my royalties today, so I'm not that embarrassed. It should be said that a monthly income of more than 10,000 yuan is better than most people, as long as I can be stable."

Qiu Wuji finally couldn't help but sneer: "I think you want something with clothes so you can do something about it!"

Chu Ge jumped: "I! No! Yes! Changed! Abnormal!"

Actually, he doesn’t even know if he wants to do something. Logically speaking, he doesn’t want to do anything, but he vaguely feels that... if there are no real objects that can be seen and touched, and it is all illusion, then is he still a real person? ?

The day I left my clothes was far more touching than the last time I disappeared. At that time it felt like a dream, but this time it felt like parting.

But fortunately, she came back quickly, as if she was on a business trip.

When she came back this time, she was more alive, more and more like a fairy described in two dimensions, coming to the world in a comprehensive and three-dimensional way.