Chapter 61: Even as a Ghost

  Chen Jiu suddenly woke up in Zhao Xiao Yu's words trap: "No way, this won't do".

  "Ahh~~~" A miserable cry echoed throughout the entire tavern.

  "You promised him, didn't you?" Chao Xiao Yu said gently.

  Chen Jiou's face twisted: "Fine, fine, I'll teach you".

  The core of the curse technique is still the three original curses, and these three original curses can evolve into countless curse techniques. As long as these three original techniques are not passed on, nothing will happen.

  Chen Jiu's fingers were lightly pinched by Xiao Yu, and he revealed a comfortable expression: "However, I do have one condition. If you don't agree, even if you pinch me to death, I won't teach you."

  He said cautiously, "You go first."

  "From now on, you have to give me a massage every day, got it?" Chen Jiulong asked sternly.

  To be honest, Chen Jiu had never enjoyed such a comfortable massage before. The most important thing was that this massage actually accelerated the activity of his own internal affairs, which was a good thing.

  "Alright, deal."

  Chen Jiu looked at Chao Xiaoyu in men's clothing and smiled lightly: "Sir, what kind of curse do you want to learn?"

  "Are there many aspects of the curse?" Chao Xiaoyu asked.

  "Never mind, I'll teach you one and you learn it."

  "There's a technique for drawing a prison here, do you want to learn it?" Chen Jiuduan said vaguely.

  "Good, let's learn."

  "The power of this cursed technique is great, and the higher the caster's magical power, the greater its power."

  Looking at Chao Xiao's expectant gaze, Chen Jiu smiled lightly: "I'll say a sentence, you repeat after me".

  "Painting" "ground" "for" "prison".

  "No, no, every word has its own unique flavor and pronunciation, how can you be so stupid? I learned it all in one go back then."

  Chen Jiu's mouth was dry and his tongue was parched, but Zhao Xiao Yu's grasp of the pronunciation of each byte was still at a novice level.

  Looking at Chao Xiaoyu's gloomy face, Chen Jiu patted his palm: "Alright, you stretch your head over here."

  Zao Xiao Yu doubtfully stretched his head in front of Chen Jiu.

  Looking at the delicate red lips in front of him, Chen Jiu swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Sir, I'm afraid we're going to have to offend you."

  Chao Xiao Yu looked at Chen Jiu with a tense expression: "What do you want to do? I'm telling you, if you're not honest with me, I won't be polite. Although you are the teacher now."

  Chen Ji stretched out his hands: "Fire".

  A fierce flame flashed across Chen Jiu's hands. Looking at Zhao Xiaoyu's puzzled eyes, Chen Jiu said: "Now my hands are clean."

  "Let's begin," said Chen Jiu.

  "What?"

  "Painting a prison for oneself," Chen Jiu said with a bad temper.

  "Painting, beauty, and elegance."

  "Stop, don't move!" Just as Chao Xiao Yu's brush had barely left the paper, Chen Jiu suddenly shouted "Halt!"

  Zao Xiao Yu's mouth remained in the shape of writing characters as he looked at Chen Jiu with a puzzled expression.

  Chen Jiu's hand gently covered Zhao Xiaoyu's mouth, seeing that Zhao Xiaoyu was about to get angry, Chen Jiu hastily said: "Don't get angry, your pronunciation is incorrect, I'm correcting you with my finger, do you want me to use my tongue instead?"

  Chao Xiao Yu's anger was instantly extinguished, Chen Ji let out a sigh of relief and thought to himself: "Really soft."

  Gently, he pried open Zhao Xiao Yu's mouth into one shape after another. After several attempts, Chen Jiu asked: "Have you all memorized it?"

  Chao Xiao Yu suddenly knocked away Chen Jiu's hand, wiped his lips and said in a bad temper: "Is that all? Are you taking advantage of me?"

  "No, no, absolutely not" Chen Jiou waved his hand and shook his head.

  He glanced at Chen and then turned to Xiaoyu, pouting: "Forget it, I'll trust you this once."

  Chen Jiu looked at Chao Xiao Yu without getting angry, and couldn't help but mutter: "Your tongue is also incorrect, do you want to... Ah, it hurts me to death, stop, stop."

  Chen Jiufu was sweating profusely as he stared at Zhao Xiaoyu: "It's true, don't believe me? Try it yourself."

  After trying several times with a suspicious expression, Xiao Yu finally said: "You can't put your fingers in my mouth, absolutely not, it's disgusting."

  Looking at Chen Jiu's low-hanging head, Chao Xiao Yu hated it so much that his teeth ached. This legendary curse technique, which had long disappeared in the vast expanse of time and space, was quite powerful for Chao Xiao Yu, otherwise he wouldn't have been taken advantage of by this kid.

  She turned her eyes and smiled at Xiao Yu: "Got it, open your mouth".

  Chen Jiu asked in confusion: "What are you going to do?"

  "Open it," Zhang said to Xiao Yu with a bad tone.

  "Ah, it's huge!" Chen Jiu's mouth was wide open.

  One of Xiao Yu's slender fingers gently slipped into Chen Jiu's mouth, lightly touching his tongue: "You start reciting the map, I'll just take a look."

  "Ah ah" Chen Jiuhui suddenly came back to his senses, and with a slight movement of his tongue, he added it to Zhao Xiaoyu's fingertips. Zhao Xiaoyu's face immediately turned red, even her ears became red.

  A person's mouth has a habitual nature, after finishing speaking, it naturally closes, and Chen Jiuxiao's fingers were sucked into his mouth by Xiao Yu.

  In the murderous gaze of Zhao Xiaoyu, Chen Jiu reluctantly opened his mouth. Zhao Xiaoyu looked at him with disgust and instantly cast a spell to remove the saliva from his fingers. Soon after, Chen Jiu was in trouble and a pig-like scream was heard.

  Looking at Chen Jiu's bruised face, which looked like a pig's head, he smiled lightly at Xiao Yu: "All the benefits have been taken by this kid, and now this kid has finally vented his anger".

  Chen Ji lay on the bed looking pitifully at Zhao Xiaoyu: "Sir, are you okay?"

  The little fisherman furrowed his brow and then stretched out his bare hand again: "Again".

  Chen Jiufu scowled again and opened his mouth, secretly cursing in his heart: "Unlucky, isn't it just wanting to take advantage of the situation? Do you need to retaliate like this?"

  Chen Ji spent a night of joy and suffering like this, and on the second day, he went to school with two panda eyes.

  "Hey, isn't that Chen Jiu? What's with the black eye and swollen face?"

  "Wasn't he beaten by someone?"

  "Poor Doll"

  Chen Jiufu's face turned bitter, and behind him, Zhao Xiao Yu involuntarily moved his index finger, a hint of a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

  "Boss, boss, you're here!"

  Just as Chen Jiuxu was at a loss for what to do, a savior arrived. A man with no hair on his head or face stood in front of Chen Jiuxu.

  Looking at this big fellow, Chen Jiuxiao smiled: "It's you".

  "Yes yes yes, little brother has come to pay respects to big brother, what's with your face?"

  The man in front of him was Wang Chuan, a big man who was scolded by Chen Jiu yesterday and almost scared to death.

  "Don't even mention it, I fell on my way home yesterday and this swelling hasn't gone down all night," Chen Jiu complained.

  "Wang Chu said carefully: 'It's all my fault, brother came home late and got scolded, it's all my mistake. But brother, doesn't the Hao Ran true air have the effect of eliminating swelling?'"

  "Is there?" Chen Jiu glanced at Wang Chuan and quietly looked back at the gentleman behind him.

  Wang Chuang nodded seriously: "Yes".

  Chen Jiu's face turned even greener, and he waved his hand at Wang Chuang: "You little devil should go do what you need to do, I still have class".

  "Take care, boss."

  Watching Wang Chu's departing figure, Chen Jiu turned around to look at Zhao Xiao Yu who was covering up his smile: "Sir, can you explain it to me?"

  "Ah, I forgot, I still have class, you take care of yourself."

  After finishing speaking, he shrunk into an inch and disappeared.

  Chen Jiufu's face turned black as he operated the mighty righteous energy, but Chen Jiufu's mighty righteous energy was pitifully small and disappeared without a trace.

  "If I had known earlier, I would have left that guy behind and healed my wounds first." Chen Jiu complained.

  With panda eyes, Chen Jiu walked into the book house with a blue nose and a swollen face. Chen Yi's eyes were the sharpest, and he exclaimed in surprise: "Brother Chen, what happened to you? Why are you so disheveled? Were you bullied by those big seniors? We'll help you get revenge."

  Chen Jiu's gaze swept across the room, glanced at Yi Xiaoqiao who was engrossed in reading, then withdrew his gaze and walked to the seat, saying to Chen Yi sitting in the corner: "Let's swap seats, it won't look good if Master sees me like this. I accidentally fell off the bed while sleeping yesterday, my body is really weak."

  After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for Chen Yi's reaction and directly pulled Chen Yi out of his seat and sat down himself.

  Chen Yi opened his mouth: "Brother Chen, I am the first one..."

  Looking at Chen Yi's helpless hands and feet, Chen Jiu revealed an unpleasant smile: "Today is the first floor, I'll treat you."

  "Alright, alright, I'll do it," he said, and then trotted off to Chen Jiu's seat.