Xiuxian Work Log

Chapter 122 Bad Luck

Footsteps rang out on the deck, and from a distance Lin Qingyue could see the small figure kneeling there. His heart sank as he walked forward to help the exhausted Ai Jiaozi up.

"Why are you kneeling now?"

Ai Jiaozi looked weak and said bitterly, "The master didn't tell me to get up. Miss Lin, please let me go. The master can't know about this, otherwise I will be expelled from the Wang family."

Lin Qingyue frowned and took out a few thick mats from the storage bag, almost enough for Ai Jiaozi to sleep on them.

Ai Jiaozi: "Isn't it too obvious?"

Ai Jiaozi stood next to Lin Qingyue, her height almost reaching Lin Qingyue's waist. Lin Qingyue didn't notice anything unusual about Ai Jiaozi and touched her head.

"It's okay. I'll just remind you before Wang Wen'an comes."

"That's not good?"

Lin Qingyue sighed, "Jiaozi, your master's most important thing is for you to find the murderer, not to make you kneel as punishment. You haven't done anything wrong, he just wants to force you."

Ai Jiaozi lowered his head. "I know all this, but I can only use luck to bring good luck to others. But I don't know how to use bad luck."

Lin Qingyue: "Maybe you can just use the same method you use for good luck to deal with bad luck?"

"Have you ever tried this?"

Ai Jiaozi shook his head. "I haven't tried this, but bad luck always has to be used on someone. Maybe I can talk to you and let someone bear my bad luck."

"If that person endures bad luck, will he be attacked by the murderer?"

Ai Jiaozi: "I'm not sure about this, but people with bad luck should be like a plate of snacks in the eyes of the murderer?"

"Then just use it on me."

"Why, Miss Lin?"

Ai Jiaozi screamed in shock, having never heard such an outrageous request.

Lin Qingyue looked at the 3000 points that arrived in his account, as well as the black fans from other big anchors.

Of course, it was because the rich woman gave her a reward to let her try the power of this bad luck.

If the host encounters the murderer tonight, I will reward him with three more dinosaur eggs.

【Rich woman is generous! 】

【Rich lady stickers~】

…Then the comment section was flooded with a series of asterisks, which were gentle greetings from fans of the big anchor who had been poached.

It was also interspersed with sporadic remarks from her audience.

[The anchor was really scared. Wow, I can't beat them. I'm leaving.]

A string of asterisks follows.

[Hold on, anchor! If things really get tough, check out the psychological counseling robot!]

*

Lin Qingyue's face was righteous, emitting a sacred glow: "Of course it's because I am a socialist successor. I want to save the world and defeat monsters, not murderers!"

Countless rotten eggs were thrown in the live broadcast room, and even the Broken Dust System was shocked.

"Is this your new way of asking for rewards?"

Lin Qingyue: "No! This is all from the bottom of my heart!"

Another wave of rotten eggs was thrown, and the converted points exceeded the reward given by the rich woman.

Comment area:

[I have never seen such a shameless person! ]

【It’s so shameless! 】

Why do I think the anchor is interesting?

[Get lost! You playboy!]

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Dust-Breaking System: "6."

*

Although Ai Jiaozi didn't understand, she still fulfilled Lin Qingyue's wish.

Lin Qingyue watched as the black thread was pulled out of Ai Jiaozi's body one by one and slowly entered Lin Qingyue's body.

There is no pain at all, and there is even a sense of fullness and comfort?

It's like soaking in a bathtub surrounded by warm water.

"So this is what teleporting bad luck is like? I thought it would be very painful."

Lin Qingyue smiled indifferently, and then saw Ai Jiaozi handing her a mirror with a serious look on his face.

The smile on Lin Qingyue's face disappeared in an instant.

The mirror reflected Lin Qingyue's familiar face. Lin Qingyue looked at his sallow little face and black forehead.

……

Did bad luck really hurt her so much?

Ai Jiaozi looked at Lin Qingyue worriedly, "Miss Lin, I have already told the young master about this matter. The young master asked you to find a place to stay and wait for the murderer to come."

Lin Qingyue: "That's all? Shouldn't he give me some magic weapon to protect myself? After all, I'm working for your Wang family, right?"

"That's true." Ai Jiaozi suddenly remembered, "Young Master said that the Wang family can send Wen Lingyun to the Ziyang Sword Sect and cover his food, clothing and other expenses while he's there. Miss Lin, don't worry."

"I'll just stay here and wait for the next body to appear. I hope I don't run into Miss Lin."

Lin Qingyue opened his mouth, wanting to say something regretful but not wanting to return the points, so he could only stand up, dragging his sword, his back looking lonely.

"Okay, then I'll face the danger alone. I hope Mr. Wang can give me work injury compensation when the time comes."

Ai Jiaozi stood in awe: "Don't worry, Miss Lin, if you get hurt here, Master Wang will definitely compensate you handsomely."

The Wang family doesn't have much else, but they have money.

"I've always thought I'm not a vain person. I just want to save everyone on the ship... So how much is the offer?"

Ai Jiaozi made a five and whispered, "Five hundred medium-grade spirit stones."

"!" Lin Qingyue jumped up and then fell flat on his face.

"This bad luck... just happened?" Lin Qingyue's voice trembled, and Ai Jiaozi looked at her pitifully.

"Maybe it's because I still have good luck, so I won't be affected by bad luck. How about I pass on some good luck to you?"

"What if the murderer doesn't come to kill me because he's not unlucky enough?"

After hearing Lin Qingyue's question, the two fell silent.

*

On the way to the corner, Lin Qingyue felt that she had gone through a lot of hardships, and even the comments in the comment section had become kind.

Lin Qingyue dodged the flying sword that fell from the sky, and then skillfully dodged backwards to avoid the sword cultivator that fell from above.

Fortunately, the spirit ship was strong and the sword cultivator was also strong, so the two were safe and sound and neither suffered any loss.

[From such a great height, even if the host is a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he wouldn't be able to withstand the tough skin and flesh of a sword cultivator.]

[It's so sad! I just saw the anchor accidentally step on a nail on the boat. It hurts me so much.]

[The scene is so painful that I can’t bear to watch it anymore.]

[With this bad luck, the anchor has become really pitiful. ]

"So you've forgotten about her cheating? And her system isn't any good either."

"That's strange. Did the anchor do something unforgivable? You're just making up rumors without any evidence. I think you're the bad guy, aren't you?"

[Cheating to attract haters, then abusing them to purify them, I've seen it all.]

"Everyone, please stop arguing over me. Otherwise, I'll be very sad and need to eat an extra bowl of rice."

As soon as Lin Qingyue finished speaking, the comment section instantly became quiet, with several people sending out confused comments.

[Is this anchor mentally ill? ]

Dust-Breaking System: "Finally, someone understands my pain."