Also known as: "Reverse Cultivation of Immortality"
"God, you're awake!" Came the loud and delicate voice of the maid.
Chijiu pressed his forehead and rubbed his eyes. He was stunned for a while and remembered that he was drunk last night, so he said "huh" hoarsely.
Fufu served the tea and stood aside with a smile.
Chijiu asked while drinking tea: "How did I come back yesterday?"
"Master Dongjun will send you back."
Chijiu took a breath and wiped it randomly. Suddenly he felt something pressing under his body. When he took it out, he found a round pearl.
"Fu Fu, what is this?"
"It's the pearl on Lord Dongjun's crown!"
"What is this?"
"It's the jade on Lord Dongjun's waist!"
"What about this?"
"It's the jade hook on Master Dongjun's belt!"
…
Chijiu swallowed and raised the last golden feather tremblingly, "What about this one?"
"It's the feathers that Lord Dongjun shed when he undressed them!"
Chijiu was dizzy for a while and slowly lay down. He said feebly and full of despair: "Fufu, why didn't you stop me?"
"You didn't agree. You were lying in Lord Dongjun's arms, picking them out one by one and stuffing them into your own arms!"
Fufu was still smiling.
Feng Xiuyi*Edict 9
Concept: A small story can be a great joy and sorrow for mankind