The Two Hundred and Eighty Pound Fat Girl and Her Five Husbands

Chapter 17

Lin Zaozao thought that once she drank the marrow-washing liquid and beauty liquid, a stench would flow out of her body.

So Lin Zaozao went to the river early, while her clothes were still clean, groping in the dark.

She couldn't get her clothes dirty again, otherwise she would have to go back wearing dirty clothes.

She had to go to town tomorrow to buy a new set of clothes! If she bathed again in the future, she wouldn't even have a change of clothes.

She was really almost penniless now.

But thinking that she had no money now, Lin Zaozao felt troubled again. A pennyless hero could also trouble her, the transcender.

Thinking of this, Lin Zaozao walked even faster. When she arrived at the riverbank, she quickly took off her clothes and placed them by the riverside, sinking her fat, plump body into the river.

Hmm! The river water was a bit cool. But thinking that she could lose eight jin of fat in a while, and also reduce some of the poison in her body, she automatically threw the coolness of the river water aside.

She hoped that after she had solved the poison in her body, the beauty liquid could also remove the large black spot on her face.

After all, with an ugly face and a fat body, it was quite inconvenient for her to do anything.

Sure enough, as Lin Zaozao had imagined, in a short while, Lin Zaozao's body slowly became sticky, and a stench clearly passed into Lin Zaozao's nose.

Ruo Qiu, who had been following Lin Zaozao, saw Lin Zaozao's actions of scrubbing the filth on her body, but had another interpretation.

Was that dead woman Lin Zaozao so hungry?

After watching and touching him in the middle of the night, she actually ran into the river to cool down. Thinking of this, Ruo Qiu couldn't help but raise his hand and wiped hard on his clothes, as if something disgusting was stuck on his hand.

He glanced at Lin Zaozao contemptuously as she was taking a bath in the river, and Ruo Qiu quickly walked towards his room.

From then on, the image of Lin Zaozao as a "lustful woman" was deeply rooted in Ruo Qiu's mind.

As Ruo Qiu passed by the well, he probably felt that his hands were still not clean enough, so he drew a bucket of water from the well and kept scrubbing his hands in it.

"What are you doing in the middle of the night?"

Gu Shan sat on the roof beam and asked coldly.

Seeing that Ruo Qiu ignored him and kept washing his hands, Gu Shan remembered that the stunningly talented Ruo Qiu was now a deaf man.

So he flicked out a pebble from his finger, shot straight at Ruo Qiu's arm, but was instinctively dodged by Ruo Qiu.

Ruo Qiu looked back at Gu Shan sitting on the roof beam, and said in disbelief in a low voice: "Gu Shan, your legs..."

Gu Shan looked at the shock in Ruo Qiu's eyes, and signaled indifferently: "Still no feeling, using internal force and qinggong to support myself."

"Gu Shan, Fan Tian told you that before the poison is solved, you'd better not urge your inner force. Otherwise, once the toxicity erupts, even the Great Luo God can't save you."

Gu Shan didn't even react to Ruo Qiu's words. He just stared into Ruo Qiu's eyes and slowly gestured to ask:

"What did Zaozao do when she went into your room just now?"

Facing Gu Shan's question, Ruo Qiu was stunned for a moment.

When did this living Yama care about others?

But thinking of Lin Zaozao's obscene actions just now, Ruo Qiu's face had turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

Seeing Ruo Qiu's blackened face, Gu Shan guessed that there must not have been much pleasure between them just now.

So he gestured: "I don't care what plans you have between you, if you still want to use me in the future, I hope you don't get Lin Zaozao involved."

"What? Has the cold-faced King Yama softened?" Ruo Qiu sneered.

Facing the contempt in Ruo Qiu's eyes, Gu Shan was about to fight back. But when he heard the clumsy footsteps coming from afar, he slapped the roof beam and flashed back to his room like a shadow.

Watching Gu Shan's departure, although Ruo Qiu could not hear the sound, he could guess that it was probably that disgusting fat woman Lin Zaozao who had come back from the river after taking a bath.

In order not to let her find out his abnormality, Ruo Qiu hurried back to his room and pulled the quilt to sleep.

Returning to the yard, Lin Zaozao touched her hungry, growling belly and was about to walk to the kitchen.

But thinking of Ji Fantian's determination to make her lose weight, he probably wouldn't leave any food in the kitchen either.

Forget it, she had already eaten a pancake and drank a bowl of fish soup during the day. Anyway, she wouldn't starve to death for a while, she should endure it!

Even if she wanted to eat, she would have to wait until tomorrow to talk about it!

Eating in the middle of the night would only make her gain weight again. She couldn't let the fat she had finally lost grow back.

Patting her ball-like belly, Lin Zaozao could only helplessly drag her heavy body towards the room.

Taking off her outer garment, Lin Zaozao threw her heavy body onto the bed. As a result, with a "crack" sound, Lin Zaozao, who was stuck in the middle of the door panel, felt like crying in the middle of the night.

Damn, hadn't she just changed the door panel? How did her bed break again? And she didn't know where the remaining door panel had died, did she have to sleep on the floor tonight?

No, there was no transcender as unlucky as her. If she didn't sleep well, then no one else would be allowed to sleep well either.

Thinking of the fish soup poured away by Murong Hai during the day, Lin Zaozao was about to walk towards his room at first. But thinking of Murong Hai's killer face, she unconsciously stopped.

No, Murong Hai was too fierce. She had to squeeze a soft persimmon.

So Lin Zaozao thought of the hypocrite Ji Fantian, who pretended to be an immortal untouched by the mundane world every day, but was actually black-bellied.

Seeing Ji Fantian's weak appearance, she guessed he wouldn't be too powerful either. So Lin Zaozao turned her footsteps and walked towards Ji Fantian's room.

Knocking hard on Ji Fantian's door, Lin Zaozao unceremoniously shouted: "Ji Fantian, your wife is here to warm your bed, hurry up and open the door!"

Ji Fantian, who was pretending to sleep, heard Lin Zaozao's presumptuous shouts and flipped over to go to sleep.

That ugly woman, if he couldn't kill her now, he would have stabbed her dumb with a needle right now for even daring to ask to warm his bed.

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