Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 13 Chance Encounter
As the Phoenix Clan's luck stabilized under the pressure of the Yin Shang luck and the Xiqi luck, Deng Chanyu, who was extremely depressed, felt the pressure on her body relieved. The fear that seemed like a catastrophe disappeared in an instant. E Shun, who had chased her for eight blocks like a Sherlock Holmes, also chased her to another fork in the road.

The black bird of the Shang Dynasty and the phoenix of Xiqi were both fake. Her phoenix was real, even if it was a little smaller, it was still a phoenix.

Seeing that the power of the Vermillion Fruit in her body was exhausted due to this inexplicable encounter, she was very annoyed.

Relying on instinct, she controlled the strange energy in her clone's body and slammed it hard into something that had been suppressing her. The other party was countless times larger than her, but was very "weak", and she "knocked" a hole in it with one blow.

The feeling conveyed by the clone was like taking a hot spring bath, or like falling into a marshmallow.

She continued to follow her instincts, controlling her clone to roll up a large ball of marshmallows and then swallow it in one gulp.

Deng Chanyu tasted it and found it neither salty nor bland, with no flavor at all. The key point was that she couldn't see any change in the growth of her clone, not at all.

"This is weird, what on earth is this? Huh?"

Suddenly, Deng Chanyu felt something strange under her feet. Because she was kicking stones to cross, her toes were more sensitive. She immediately stopped and looked down.

She saw a cloth bag with rather exquisite embroidery under her feet. She picked it up and weighed it, and found that there were several copper coins inside.

She found money!
It’s not a large number, but it’s a pleasant surprise.

Deng Chanyu was very happy, but this happiness soon turned into panic, because in less than two miles, she actually picked up five cloth bags full of copper coins.

The one who wove mats and sold shoes was Liu Bei, and his predecessor was Jiang Ziya, who sold noodles and weaved fences. Not surprisingly, this nickname was shouted out by Deng Jiugong on the battlefield.

According to the request of the 68-year-old virgin Ma, Jiang Ziya sold noodles and made sieves. The few cents he earned was enough for the two of them to live in the capital, Chaoge. This shows that the purchasing power of copper coins was not low in those days.

Deng Chanyu picked up almost a hundred coins. This is no longer a matter of luck. If it were a matter of luck, why didn’t she pick it up before?

"Boatman!" She was a little panicked and was about to change her means of transportation. Seeing a small boat passing in front of her, she hurriedly called out to the other party.

The old man rowing the boat looked at her.

Deng Chanyu considered her words carefully and said, "My mother is seriously ill. I want to go out of town to visit her, but I'm not strong enough to walk."

The old man was a little embarrassed: "Sir, the people on our boat are women."

A rather gentle voice soon came from the cabin: "Su Bo, it's alright, please come aboard, sir."

The old man stared at someone who looked very "greasy and powdered" and gave her a look that said, "Be careful, I'll always be watching you."

Deng Chanyu was startled upon entering the cabin to see a stunningly beautiful woman sitting inside. She exuded a captivating aura, her features breathtakingly beautiful, her skin smooth and delicate, like white jade, her eyes calm and bright, her features captivating, her long legs, graceful figure, and slender waist like the most perfect work of art in the world. Every detail of her body exuded a unique charm. Noticing Deng Chanyu staring at her, the woman's lips curled into a gentle smile.

Deng Chanyu's appearance was already stunning, and after obtaining the Phoenix clone, her temperament improved even more. However, in front of this woman, her appearance was obviously inferior.

If her appearance is rated 95 points, the woman in the cabin is probably around 98 or 99.

Could it be a monster? She scanned it with her clone's divine sense and found that it was not. Unless the monster was of a very high level, it would not be able to hide from the divine sense of a mythical beast like the phoenix.

"My name is Ji, please take a seat, sir." The woman said gracefully.

Ji? Such a strange surname? Deng Chanyu couldn't think of any beautiful woman named Ji during the Conferred Gods era. In those days, customs varied even if they were only ten miles apart. Judging from her accent, she must be from the north. It wasn't surprising that customs and surnames were different from those in the south.

"My surname is Deng. I'm sorry for being rude just now. Please don't blame me, young lady."

"Sir, you are already one of the most sober people in the world. Because of this appearance, I don't know how much trouble I have caused."

The cabin wasn't very spacious, with only half a meter between them. Deng Chanyu remained calm, though she couldn't even think of stirring things up.
Because of the "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix", the entire Nandu City was in chaos. Nanbohou's son E Shun was still leading his troops to hunt down Deng Chanyu and the families and descendants of other high-ranking officials throughout the city, trying to use these people as hostages to negotiate terms with the Chaoge army that might appear in the future. Only Gao Lanying was dead, otherwise, Gao Lanying would also be on the wanted list.

The beautiful woman looked out the window from time to time, with an expression of uncontrollable worry.

Deng Chanyu understood, it turns out you were going to run away too!
The woman watched and coughed forcefully twice.

Someone was about to share her experience of running away, but she had to swallow it back. She said very gentlemanly: "Miss Ji, the autumn wind is bleak, please take care of yourself."

The beautiful woman smiled gently: "This is an old problem. The doctor said that it is a disease that I brought from my mother's womb."

Deng Chanyu disagreed with this statement. She said, "What illness was it from birth? It was just a lack of practice!" Putting aside other things, if she practiced with the stone lock for half a year, any illness would be cured!

She certainly couldn't say these words directly, and she certainly couldn't perform "Master Deng uprooting a weeping willow" in front of the beautiful woman. She racked her brains and quickly came up with an explanation that suited her image as a "scholar".

"There's a folk remedy you can try, Miss Ji. I have a cousin named Xue, who was weak since childhood. Later, she was taught by a strange man named Cao. He told her to take 12 liang of white peony flowers, white lotus flowers, white hibiscus flowers, and white plum blossom stamens, grind them up, and then add 12 qian of rain from the Rain Water Festival, dew from the White Dew Festival, frost from the Frost Descent Festival, and snow from the Minor Snow Festival of the same year, mix with honey and sugar, and make pills the size of longan. Put them in a container and bury them under the roots of a flowering tree for a year. When the disease occurs, boil 12 fen of Phellodendron amurense in water and take one pill with it. This pill is called Lengxiang Pills."

The beautiful woman was obviously a literary young woman, and she was very fond of this. When she heard that there was both snow and rain, she felt that she had found a life-saving elixir.

As if she felt that silently reciting the formula was disrespectful to the Lengxiang Pills, she solemnly took out a pen and paper, and with a flick of her wrist, she wrote down the formula of the Lengxiang Pills again.

Deng Chanyu watched from across the desk. It turned out that this young lady's handwriting was really good, much more beautiful than her own.

If her business becomes prosperous in the future, she can hire this girl as a secretary. She is gentle and attractive, speaks well, and seems to have a serious illness. She might die before she retires, saving her pension.
(End of this chapter)