Transmigrated As A Delicate Bundle Of Luck For A Farming Family

620 Third Detoxification 4

All the plots were meticulously created by him, so there naturally wouldn’t be any accidents.

“Fourth Brother, don’t worry. If the writer dares to write nonsense, I’ll definitely find him and beat him up! Usually, if he writes like that, he’ll definitely be scolded to death.”

Su Xiaolu patted her chest and promised that according to the plot, this was a very sweet cultivation novel. The man chased after the woman, the woman lost her memories, and the man loved her deeply. He reenacted the process of chasing his wife.

The ending would definitely be good. If not, the author would not dare to leave his home.

Su Xiaolu realized that Zhou Zhi was curious about the plot, so she talked about it every day.

After half a month, Zhou Zhi’s mental state plummeted. He could only eat when he heard her talking.

Su Xiaolu had put in a lot of effort in storytelling so that he could eat more.

Zhou Zhi had lost a lot of weight and looked lazy. Su Xiaolu felt that he was really identical to the Immortal Supremacy in the storybook. His sickly face was even more attractive.

Su Xiaolu asked softly, “Fourth Brother, do you want to know who the Immortal Supremacy’s wife is?”

Zhou Zhi looked up. “Yes, will you tell me?”

Su Xiaolu nodded. “Finish this bowl of soup and I’ll tell you some information, but you have to guess for yourself.”

Su Xiaolu fed him and Zhou Zhi drank slowly.

He endured the discomfort in his stomach and slowly swallowed. Everytime he thought that the pain of detoxification could not be greater than this, the medicinal bath would prove him wrong.

He did not know what medicine Su Xiaolu had brewed for him. The poison in his body would escape through his hair, but at the same time, he was in pain.

No wonder Su Xiaolu hoped that he could gain weight. Long-term detoxification indeed required fat to sustain.

He didn’t have much fat, but he had Su Xiaolu.

Although it was uncomfortable to drink a bowl of light soup, he could hold back from vomiting.

Zhou Zhi smiled. “Xiaolu, I’m done drinking.”

Su Xiaolu smiled. “Where was I yesterday? The Immortal Supremacy has three suspicious women by his side, right? When the Immortal Supremacy’s poison acted up and he needed to be taken care of, the three of them came to take care of him separately. Moreover, their behaviors are very suspicious. I haven’t read the rest yet. I’ll tell you when I finish reading it.”

He had already drunk the medicine today. What else could she say?

She would keep it for tomorrow.

Zhou Zhi smiled helplessly. “Alright, I’ll wait for tomorrow.”

Su Xiaolu took out the needles, yawned, and got up. “Good night, Fourth Brother. I’ll go to bed first.”

She was already sleepy. She had long finished reading the cultivation novel. There were no suspicious women in the novel. The rest were all fabricated by her at the last minute.

But who cared? She just had to pique Zhou Zhi’s curiosity.

After returning to her room, Su Xiaolu fell asleep. She entered the Space to feed Mantis Shrimp and played with it for a while. After their daily playtime to improve their relationship, she left the Space to sleep.

What she didn’t know was that when she was tired and asleep, her consciousness would automatically sink into the space to recuperate.

Mantis Shrimp felt a familiar aura and crawled out to sleep beside Su Xiaolu.

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On the other hand, Zhou Zhi’s gaze was lazy as he said calmly, “What has Lu Wensheng been working on recently?”

Su Xiaolu had finished reading his novel, but he had not sent any new ones. Now, Su Xiaolu had to make them up herself.

She was so tired.

Jin Si lowered his eyes and said, “Mr. Lu has already given up. He said that he can’t write anymore and asked us to kill him if we want to.”

Lu Wensheng had already been forced to give up on himself. He didn’t care if they killed or tortured him.

Zhou Zhi frowned and waved his hand. “Forget it. Let him rest for a while. If he continues to be like this after this period of time, let him die if he wants to.”

How could Lu Wensheng really want to die? He was only resisting with all his might under extreme pressure.

Zhou Zhi closed his eyes and waved his hand lightly.

The room quieted down before he fell into a deep sleep.

But he couldn’t sleep. His legs always ached. Every inch of his skin ached. After half a month of detoxification, they had faded from gray to light black.

The smooth cross section reminded him countless times that they could still grow.

However, the poison in his legs also reminded him that if the poison could not be cured, even if it grew out, it would rot.

There was a rustling sound outside and a fresh smell in the air. Zhou Zhi knew that it was snowing.

It had already been another year. It was great that he was still alive this year.

The pain in his legs made it impossible for him to sleep properly. His thoughts were far away.

He couldn’t help but think about many things.

When would Su Xiaolu discover that the story was based on himself?

Would the heavens really let him succeed with his dark schemes?

What she liked was true sunshine and warmth.

And everything about him was an illusion he had created.

As he thought about it, his heart ached for a few moments. He clenched his fists tightly. So what if he faked it? What he wanted should be fought for by himself.

If the heavens did not give it to him, he would get it himself.

His clenched fists loosened, and his slender fingers rubbed against each other.

—-

December 29th. It had been 20 days since the detoxification. Zhou Zhi had not woken up at all today, let alone eat.

He had only taken a sip of the medicinal soup yesterday and had not eaten for a few days. Su Xiaolu watched him lose weight day by day.

The wood mark on his hand turned gray.

Not even a leaf could come out.

Jin Si and the others were also very serious. The atmosphere was as cold as the snow outside.

This time, Su Xiaolu could see Zhou Zhi’s legs.

The new parts had been damaged by the poison and did not look good. Some of the poison had been removed, but there was still a lot left. Su Xiaolu sighed. It would take many years to clear all the poison.

Zhou Zhi’s body could only withstand this detoxification process once a year.

With so many twists and turns, he really looked more and more like the Immortal Supremacy in the novel. The Immortal Supremacy’s demonic poison relapsed once every ten years and lasted for three months each time. He would have to suffer a lot of pain in those three months.

Zhou Zhi had to detoxify the poison once a year. Each time, he also had to endure a lot of pain. How could he find someone who loved him like this?

At the very least, the Immortal Supremacy still had a wife who had lost her memory as his obsession. What about him? When he reached the marriageable age, would any woman like him? It should be very difficult for a sickly person. Those nobles would not marry their daughters to someone who had already been conferred the title of king, had no chance of winning the throne, and was in poor health.

Looking at Zhou Zhi’s sleeping face, she sighed and got up to leave.

It was still snowing outside. Seeing her come out, Jin Liu and the others went forward. “Miss Su, how is Master?”

“He survived this time. Don’t worry.”

Su Xiaolu smiled and said. She was also a little tired. Even if she ate and drank well every day, she would still consume a lot of energy.