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Chapter 100 Heavenly Cripple, Where Did Your Earthly Deficiency Go?

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The two pairs of sunglasses faced each other in complete darkness, and Bai Mengqing, who was originally in charge of pulling Xia Li, ended up being the one being pulled, and was abruptly stopped.

"Why did you suddenly stop moving?!"

She was already walking fast, and when Xia Li stopped, she almost tore her own hand off.

Seeing that Xia Li did not answer, Bai Mengqing looked up and followed her gaze, which met the eyes of the "blind man" on the stage.

Um.
It looks vaguely familiar; I think I've seen it somewhere before.

Seeing Bai Mengqing stroking her chin and examining her, Qingyi also stopped playing the zither and began to observe the other person with great interest.

This was the first time she had ever seen a dragon appear alive and well in the same narrow space as Xia Li.

Moreover, the dragon's aura was surprisingly familiar, reminiscent of the Azure Sky Feather.

It seems sending it to the monster expert was the right decision.

To be able to balance two opposing spirit beasts so well is something that even over there, only a master of the old sect leader's level could do.

"Have we met before?" Bai Mengqing asked, looking puzzled.

Seeing Qingyi smile at him, he couldn't quite understand what this ragged "blind man" was trying to say.

She sniffed carefully again and found that the other person had a strangely familiar scent, somewhat similar to Xia Li's.

It should smell like a garbage dump.

Qingyi did not answer, but continued to smile as she looked at Bai Mengqing and Xia Li.

Its ears and tail were covered in a layer of spiritual energy, creating a camouflage effect. As long as it paid a little attention to its positioning, it could be indistinguishable from a normal person.
No wonder they dared to come out so openly; it really is a very convenient disguise spell.

She lifted her small gray round hat, letting in some cool air to soothe her ears, which had been stuffy for almost a whole day.

"Oh, I know who you are!!!"

When Bai Mengqing saw Qingyi lifting her hat, she clapped her little paws and exclaimed in surprise.

Xia Li didn't interrupt, but silently shifted her gaze to the dragon.

In her memory, her master had never had any contact with this dragon, so how could he speak so definitively?

Could it be that her master secretly contacted her?
Qingyi was also amused. It was quite an achievement that a dragon could recognize her after she became Xiali's master and disciple.

"You're the blind musician named Tiancan from 'Kung Fu Hustle,' right? By the way, where's Dique?"

After speaking, Bai Mengqing glanced at both sides of the stage to make sure she didn't miss anything, which would be impolite.

Qingyi: ?
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"You noticed that, Miss. You're quite clever." Qingyi was taken aback for a moment, then quickly put on a professional smile.

"Of course!" Bai Mengqing straightened her back considerably.

"division"

Xia Li was about to speak when Qing Yi's "kind" gaze made her swallow her words back.

"Xia Li, what did you just say?" This was the first time Bai Mengqing had heard Xia Li stop midway through her speech without anyone physically interrupting her.

"Things are unpredictable," Emperor Hou said speechlessly.

After speaking softly, Xia Li quietly found a secluded spot to sit down, having no desire to participate in the conversation any longer.

"You two should be master and disciple," Emperor Roar muttered under his breath.

Seeing that her troublesome apprentice had left, Qingyi continued to haggle over today's extra income:
"Miss, I see your taste and aesthetic sense are so outstanding, what do you think of the piece 'Wild Geese Descending on the Sandbank' that I just played?" "It was...it was alright, barely passable," Bai Mengqing said stubbornly.

She had heard quite a few tunes when she used to wander around Qingxiaoling.

But what her name is, what makes it sound nice—she's just a dragon painter, how could she possibly know such irrelevant knowledge?

"Expert."

"That is."

Qingyi took off her small round hat, revealing a shimmering blue feather headdress, and placed the hat in front of Bai Mengqing like a bowl:
"Miss, would you be interested in paying for art?"

Paying for art?

My phone hasn't even been blessed yet, where would I get the money?
And she didn't show that QR code thing; did she want cash?
Bai Mengqing wanted to refuse, but looking at Qingyi's sincere eyes, she didn't know how to refuse, so she could only reach into her pocket and start rummaging around.

I never thought this thing would actually come in handy.

"Okay, here you go, don't misuse it."

Bai Mengqing looked around and, finding no one nearby, grabbed a handful of banknotes from her pocket and stuffed them into Qingyi's small round hat.

"Oh my, miss, you're so generous!"

Qingyi never expected that in this era of widespread WeChat and Alipay, there would still be someone with a dragon in their possession, carrying so much cash when they went out.

I was finally able to get a proper bath today.

But when the hat was brought in front of her, Qingyi frowned. When was a 1000-yuan banknote issued? She had never heard of it before.

"Is this ghost money?"

"Have you ever seen a 1000-yuan coin for the dead?!" Bai Mengqing also realized something was wrong, discovering that she had drawn an extra zero when she drew it.

"What currency is this?"

"A real millionaire, you can buy a piece of land for 1000 yuan, and then you can collect tolls from people passing by, right?"

Bai Mengqing didn't know how she came up with such a ridiculous lie, but anyway, she made it up, which was better than the last time she refused to speak and almost got arrested by the police.

"Then I really have to thank you."

Qingyi was stunned for a moment, looking at the stack of counterfeit money in her hand. She now understood why this dragon was able to live under the same roof as Xiali.

They're probably afraid that eating her brain will lower their IQ.

However, this paper would be quite useful for wiping the table.

"No, you're welcome, haha." Bai Mengqing could only awkwardly force a smile from the side.

Is this guy out of his mind? How can he believe such outrageous nonsense?
Anyway, the counterfeit money has been disposed of, so it's best to avoid dealing with this guy with a distorted thought process in the future.

Lin Muran said that dealing with people with intellectual disabilities for a long time could very likely lead to assimilation, which is probably what she was referring to.

Sitting on the sidelines watching his chef have so much fun with the ingredients, it was like a doctor shaking his head helplessly at a terminally ill cancer patient.

Why didn't the old sect leader specify the ingredients and the master to be his apprentices?
"You guys run pretty fast."

Lin Muran searched around outside the coffee shop and sent several messages, but still couldn't reach Yan Yifan. So she gave up and decided to meet up with the two spirit beasts that had already run inside.

As soon as she walked up to Bai Mengqing, she saw Qingyi sitting on the platform, wearing small round sunglasses and laughing.

Now the main character has arrived.

She quickly spoke, preparing to use the same tactic again: "Sir, I wonder if you would be willing to do this for art?"

Lin Muran suddenly asked, "Tiancan, where did your Earth Deficiency go?"

Qingyi: ? ? ?
(End of this chapter)