Escape: I rely on the food exchange system to survive to the extreme

Chapter 129 Escape and ascend to heaven
Weird plane,

"Gan Linliang! It's unlucky for me, a great heavenly master, to be exposed to such a lively girl who is full of ghosts and ghosts!"

Little Taoist Priest Yuehua had just killed a strange guy who was sneaking up on him. He sat on a dead tree and clicked on his exchange system. Seeing a group of people eating something that he couldn't exchange for anything, he immediately became angry!
"What's wrong?! Is it that my rice for the dead doesn't taste good, or does the rice for heroic spirits sound bad to me?!

Each exchanger directly set conditions not to exchange for the weird plane, why? !”

【No one can eat this thing. 】

The buzzing sound of electricity in the system made Yuehua even more angry.

Yuehua dusted his broad sleeves and stood up, pointing at the void and yelling:

"You also know that humans can't eat this thing? There is no food for living people in this place!

It made me suffer from diarrhea every day. When I went to the toilet, I had to be guarded by the God of Samurai. In the middle of my bowel movement, I might have to immediately pull up my pants and do some weird fighting without opening my eyes!

You still drag me into this plane like this, what a fool you are! ? "

Just after he finished cursing, a thunderbolt struck at his feet, making Yuehua tremble.

[Host, there is a plane swapper named to exchange food with you~]

"Ok?"

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[Host, you are so non-compliant, how can you take ingredients from other planes and exchange them with others directly? 】

Looking at Mei Qian's dozen bowls of freshly baked Ying Ling rice, Xiao Mei kept chattering in Mei Qian's ears, but Mei Qian pretended not to hear.

[What's illegal? Didn't you stop it?

Besides, what does directness mean? Didn’t I combine the watermelon from the orc plane in half and the salt and pepper potatoes from the voyage plane into a #primitivenautical style package? Isn't this handled? 】

[Whose two people got together and picked up a name, and then they called it a deal? 】

Although Xiaomei did not stop Mei Qian from doing this, she still wanted to make Mei Qian clearly realize that this was not allowed!
[I, that’s how I handled it, what’s wrong? 】

Mei Qian was sitting on the bow of the boat, sweeping the unconscious Chang An with the hay on the boat, while arguing with Xiao Mei in her mind.

Xiaomei was so angry that she screamed and said that she would not be allowed to pass if she does this again next time.

After hearing this, Mei Qian scratched her face and said it didn't matter. She would talk about the next time.

At worst, next time she will package and upload ingredients from three dimensions.

【Host. 】Xiaomei saw that Mei Qian didn't seem to care, so she reminded Mei Qian again, "You are not a real Xuanmen monk, and this world is not a place where weird metaphysics is popular. What kind of thing did you do before to entrust someone with a dream?" Let it be a small fight.

But there was a lot of movement like last night. It might attract the attention of some plane law, so be careful of being punished by the law. 】

As for how to punish Xiaomei, it doesn't dare to guarantee it. It is only vaguely aware of the danger.

【I see. 】

Mei Qian, who was still thinking about using the Heroic Spirit Rice to do all kinds of cool things, gradually woke up.

"Ah!"

At this time, Mei Qian's hay finally hit the most sensitive part of his nose, and Chang An sat up suddenly after sneezing.

After waking up, Chang An looked at it like dawn with a blank look on his face, and there was a fog around him. Chang An, whose brain was short-circuited, said:
"Are we dead on the River of Forgetfulness?"

"Why, it can't be alive?"

Mei Qian's cool voice suddenly came from beside him, making Chang An immediately turn around in fright.

The moment he saw Mei Qian, Mei Qian visibly discovered that Chang An saw herself retreating from the bow to the stern of the ship as if she had seen a ghost.

If the boat hadn't been too small, limiting the other party's performance, we might not be able to see anyone now.

"you you you you……"

"Well, what's wrong with me?" Mei Qian didn't expect that the battle last night would frighten him like this. She recalled that the guys who came to eat and help last night weren't too embarrassed, right?
Those dead souls were already very friendly without showing the appearance of the giants who had been soaked before death. However, this guy was still so unintimidated.

"We're fine now. It's dawn, there's fog on the river, and I can't find the direction. Just watch the boat."

Seeing his dazed look when he woke up, Mei Qian shouted to wake him up and ask him to do something.

"Eno……"

Seeing that Chang An had come to his senses, Mei Qian also got up and stood at the bow of the boat to stretch, intending to go back to the cabin to catch up on some sleep. However, she saw Chang An suddenly rushed in front of her, knelt down on her knees and kowtowed!

Mei Qian:???

"Master! Thank you for your help!"

Mei Qian: =.=
[Host, look, you probably can’t take away your identity as a magician~]

Xiao Mei was gloating at the side, but Mei Qian was not as embarrassed as Xiao Mei. She just raised her hand to help her weakly and said:
"Ahem. Keep a low profile, keep a low profile, and don't make it public. No one in my family knows that I have the spiritual lineage of the Heavenly Master."

Mei Qian opened her mouth and kept talking, and her serious look on her face seemed quite convincing. Changan suddenly raised his head and looked at Mei Qian with eyes full of shock.

"Heaven, Heavenly Master? Psychic?"

"That's right~" Mei Qian sat cross-legged and looked at Chang'an like a master: "The spell I cast last night was my sect's unique psychic technique, which drove the undead on the river to save your life. But, now, My energy is severely damaged, so I need to take a good rest from now on.”

"Oh, okay! Master, I will take good care of you! Don't worry!"

Chang'an's answer this time was much more positive than the last time Mei Qian took the initiative. Mei Qian curled her lips, feeling completely relieved in her heart.

"Are you more familiar with the journey ahead than me? I'll take a nap first..."

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On the shore behind Mei Qian and the others, Mu Ying, who had arrived belatedly, frowned and said nothing as he watched a group of his men escorting a few wet people.

"Sir, these people entered the river secretly last night. I suspect that these people are also the targets of the thieves in Jiangbei!"

Listening to the report from his subordinates, Mu Ying looked at the pale and unconscious prisoners and asked calmly: "How did you catch these people?"

"It's a coincidence that there was a sudden wind on the river last night, and the boat was capsized. The people on the boat fell into the water and were caught by the subordinates."

As soon as Mu Ying heard his subordinate's answer, he saw the thief who had no reaction just now suddenly shouted excitedly: "There is a ghost! There is a ghost on the river, there is a ghost on the river!!!"

He yelled out, and several people who were arrested around him also shouted: "Yes! There is a ghost! Help! There is a ghost!"

"What the hell?" Mu Ying frowned and asked again. "Is there anyone injured here?"

"Replying to your lord, no."

Hearing that no one was hurt, Mu Ying looked at the subordinates who had been arranged by him to be at Huaichu's side just in case, and asked again about the details.

Mu Ying was not with Huaichu from the beginning. Compared with Huaichu, he had searched the suburbs of Yao Lin for several rounds before moving to Qingyao again. Unexpectedly, it was Huaichu who got the news first.

"How many people were there when you found out?"

The injuries on the other party's body were caused by him himself, and he knew exactly what state he could recover to in these days.

These days, it is obviously impossible for one person to reach Huaichu and leave by boat.

Unless someone responds.

"Replying to your lord, there is only one person."

"one person?!"

"But, we found more than one person's footprints on the shore, but, the traces were cut off..."

The subordinates spoke with trepidation, and Mu Ying's expression became even more gloomy when he heard it, but there was no other way at the moment. He stared at the few people who were not conscious enough, and his eyes became even more fierce...

Mu Ying: I hate it!
Mei Qian: I’m sleepy!
Changan: My mother~