txolops Chapter 444 I'll Add Some Personal Intentions
Chapter 444 I'll Add Some Personal Intentions
Manager Hu understood half of what he was saying, and his brow furrowed.
"It was written in your blood."
"So we have to add some dirty stuff."
The seventh eye turned halfway to Mo Chengyue, its old silver aura swirling with black water, and a red line extending from beneath its eye to Mo Chengyue's palm.
"You want the bloodstained post?"
Mo Chengyue finally looked up at her.
"You've been using my hand as a public pen, so it's perfectly reasonable for me to add my own personal touches."
Yu Lin Hong's lingering regret floated within the blood-red patterns, the crimson spreading outwards along the edges of the ink characters, and a low laugh emanated from the meridians of Mo Cheng Yue's right arm.
"You think you can ruin my post by just mixing in some ash?"
Upon hearing that sound, Manager Hu nearly lost his grip on the lamp.
"Is she speaking in your hands?"
Mo Chengyue pressed the hilt of his sword into the talisman ash with his left hand, while his right palm pushed it outwards along the red line.
"Ignore her."
"If you ignore her, she'll write about you."
"She writes so earnestly that she's easy to fool."
Yu Lin Hong's voice carried the dampness of the red lantern underwater, climbing along the ink characters towards the boat sign outside the door.
"The boat without lights, the bloody name has appeared, the dowry has been renewed, this debt should belong to the red-light boat."
The wet black strokes on the ship's nameplate stopped halfway, and the black liquid below the missing stroke surged upwards, as if an invisible pen was checking the ink characters.
The seventh eye immediately took over.
"Look carefully at the accountant. Mo Chengyue's blood letter identifies the ship, his eyes follow the letter, and the soul lamp owes a debt. These three things can be combined."
"That's what Manager Hu said in a cold voice."
"Shut up."
The seventh eye's smile was even colder.
"Sis, what's the rush?"
"Don't call me sister."
"Are you afraid he'll be implicated on the ship?"
Shopkeeper Hu pressed the silver hairpin down to the base of the red thread, and the old silver aura broke up the water film, pulling the silver light in half of the eye outwards.
"I'm afraid you'll live any longer."
Mo Chengyue flipped the Rain Flower Sword with his left hand, and pushed the talisman ash under the spine of the sword into a thin path, the end of which caught the blood dripping from his right palm.
The blood didn't fall into the black water, but rather into the gray line inside the threshold.
Seeing his actions, Manager Hu spoke up urgently.
"You're bleeding."
"Um."
"Still?"
"Don't let your blood touch the hairpin; my blood has another use."
"You're feeding the ship with your own blood?"
"It's not feeding the boat."
Mo Chengyue reached his left hand under the scabbard of the Rain Flower Sword and picked out a small piece of a broken talisman covered in talisman ash from there. Half of the broken talisman was pressed on the broken talisman, with fine frost patterns in the moisture and a remnant of the character "谷" that had been soaked in water.
Manager Hu's expression changed immediately when he saw the item.
"What is this?"
"I just swiped it from under the lamp wick."
When did you get it?
"The Seventh Eye curses, Yu Lin Hong speaks, the No-Light Boat keeps accounts, and you are protecting the box."
"You still have time to steal?"
"Professional habits".
The Seventh Eye, who was originally smiling, suddenly fixed one eye on the broken talisman upon hearing this.
"You stole the residual light from under the lamp?"
Mo Chengyue pressed the discarded talisman into the blood ash. The blood dripping from his palm stained the frost patterns and the remnants of the character "谷". Immediately, a layer of dark red water with a chilling aura rose from the ash lines.
"Don't say it's theft, say it's evidence gathering."
Yu Lin Hong's lingering regret deepened within the blood-stained letter, and for the first time, her voice betrayed an uncontrollable rage.
"Mo Chengyue, stop."
Upon hearing her words, Manager Hu calmed the lamp.
"She's getting anxious."
Mo Chengyue stirred the Rain Flower Sword into the talisman ash, mixing his blood with the residual frost pattern energy.
"She's not in a hurry, but I'm worried the medicine won't be right for her."
Yu Lin Hong spoke in a cold voice.
"You dare to mix the aura of Xuan Shuang Valley into the wedding invitation?"
"You yourself soaked the character '谷' in the lamp wick; I was just helping the accountant check the source."
"Those are remnants."
Even a scar is a record.
The stroke of blood on the nameplate of the unlit boat suddenly sank downwards. The black ink stroke that was about to connect with the ink character stopped halfway. A circle of frosty white water marks slowly emerged in the blank space of the nameplate. The water marks swirled around the ink character's energy, but did not make a stroke for a long time.
Seeing the change in the ship's nameplate, Manager Hu kept the white paper lantern in his hand steady beside the small box.
"It stopped."
Mo Chengyue looked at the ship's nameplate.
"It's splitting the profits."
"Whose bill should we split?"
"Is it the tent of the Red Lantern Boat, or the tent of Xuan Shuang Valley?"
The Seventh Eye spoke sharply.
"The accounting office only accepts accounts from those on the water, not from sects on land."
Mo Chengyue pushed the blood ash mixed with frost patterns toward his right palm. The ash lines followed the blood droplets to his palm, and the edge of the character "Mo" was immediately covered by a layer of cold red aura.
"Then why are you in such a hurry?"
The red line on the upper half of the seventh eye's face was pulled even tighter.
"You have defiled the blood oath."
"You've soiled my hands first."
"The marriage certificate has already recognized the surname Mo, and it cannot be changed."
"I didn't make it change; I made it read an extra line of notes."
Manager Hu couldn't help but interject.
"What are the remarks?"
"The person who handled the upstream transaction."
Speak like a human.
"Who approved this mess?"
Beneath the red wedding dress of the seventh eye, black mud surged, and more wet red threads tried to burrow into Mo Chengyue's right arm, but were blocked by the talisman ash on the Rain Flower Sword. As soon as the talisman ash touched the red threads, it emitted a dark red vapor with a chill.
Yu Lin Hong's lingering regret churned within the blood-red patterns, attempting to push that layer of cold red aura out of the ink characters.
"Without lanterns on the boat, the dowry is secured by blood, and the lack of external qi serves as proof."
The boat card did not respond, but simply turned the blank card face towards Mo Chengyue's palm.
Mo Chengyue glanced down at his right palm. New strokes were already being written on the edge of the character "Mo". Originally, he should have continued to add the name, but as soon as the residual frost pattern energy mixed in, the strokes began to slant. The red and cold energies were intertwined, and neither could stand steadily.
Shopkeeper Hu pressed down on the silver hairpin, the marks on her wrist from the red thread still bleeding, but she didn't let the blood touch the tip of the hairpin.
Your post is crooked.
"Wrong is the right way."
"Wouldn't it be more troublesome if it's crooked?"
"Better than finishing writing it."
"Can't you just give me a reassuring answer?"
"Anxin is expensive, and I don't have the budget right now."
Shopkeeper Hu was so angry she wanted to curse, but the Soul-Sealing Talisman in the box lit up slightly, and she immediately swallowed the rest of her words, only whispering to the box lid.
"Ah Sui, the light is on the shore."
The old silver light inside the Soul-Sealing Talisman clung to the core of the talisman without making a sound, yet it stabilized the fine light on the edge of the box that had been worn away by the moisture.
The seventh eye saw that point of light, and the other half of the eye turned back to the small box.
Mo Chengyue immediately spoke.
"Don't loosen the tip of the hairpin."
Shopkeeper Hu pressed the silver hairpin back to the base of the red line under his eyes.
"She's looking at the box again."
"Let her not see it."
"My shoulders can't hold on much longer."
"If you can't take it, yell at me, but don't yell at Ah Sui."
"Don't try to take advantage of me."
"The fact that you still have the energy to argue with me means you can hold on."
The Seventh Eye let out a cold, wet laugh from the edge of the wrecked ship.
"You can't hold on."
Mo Chengyue looked at her.
"The fact that you're in such a hurry to deliver the verdict shows that you've run out of explanations."
The seventh eye's expression darkened.
"What do I need to explain?"
"Explain why Xuan Shuang Valley left a mark in the lamp wick, explain why Yu Lin Hong was able to write my hand on the wedding invitation, explain whether your eye is the lamp eye of the red lantern boat, or a fake document she handed to the accountant."
The Seventh Eye didn't reply, but the thin thread under the red wedding dress shrank back a bit.
Manager Hu immediately fixed his gaze on her.
She couldn't answer.