Why are the Talismans I Drawn Banned Again?!

Chapter 249: Chapter 218: Lightning Tribulation Strikes Once More
Jiang Cheng picked up the keys, gently opened the front door, and tried to control the sound as much as possible.

The house was pitch black, and the snake wasn’t in the living room or on the balcony.

Jiang Cheng quietly entered, silently changing his shoes, then tiptoed out of the entryway and into the living room.

The living room was still lit, the light coming from Liu Qing’s room, through the crack under the door of the master bedroom.

Liu Qing still had the light on, which meant she hadn’t gone to sleep yet.

Jiang Cheng, with level ten Snake Tongue, silently searched his mind for relevant phrases.

Not allowing inside the house = the snake is unhappy.

Not allowing inside the house but giving keys = the snake is unhappy, but wants to give you a chance.

No lights inside the house = the snake doesn’t welcome your return.

No lights inside the house but the bedroom is lit = the snake doesn’t welcome you, but she hasn’t gone to sleep yet.

Although Liu Qing hadn’t said anything from start to finish, Jiang Cheng felt, she meant what he had guessed.

Liu Qing’s greatest strength was her simplicity, her easy-going nature, and her stable emotions.

Her biggest weakness was that she wasn’t very good at speaking human language.

But there was no helping it, she wasn’t human after all. What’s wrong with a top predator not speaking a foreign language?

“Liu Qing? What would you like for breakfast tomorrow?”

Jiang Cheng stood at Liu Qing’s bedroom door and tentatively asked.

No response from the snake.

Jiang Cheng tried another question.

“How about we go out for a walk tomorrow?”

All was quiet.

After some thought, Jiang Cheng added, “Tomorrow, I plan to visit my senior’s place. It’s a bit of a journey, and I’d like to have a good friend with me. Would you like to come along?”

Silence.

“If a good friend doesn’t want to go, I’ll have to invite Shen or Yue instead. Too bad.”

“I’ll go.”

Phew.

Upon hearing Liu Qing’s response, Jiang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Based on his understanding of snake behavior, if she was willing to acknowledge you, it signified the end of this “cold war among friends”.

To confirm the situation, Jiang Cheng repeated the first question.

“What would you like for breakfast tomorrow?”

No reply.

Jiang Cheng doubted his Snake Tongue: Could I have guessed wrong?

“Meat pie, cake,” came Liu Qing’s voice from the bedroom.

That breakfast made Jiang Cheng frown.

Quite the combination of high calories, fat, and sugar.

She still loved “junk food” so much.

But if Liu Qing wished to eat that way, at least it indicated she was in a good mood.

Jiang Cheng respected Liu Qing’s choice.

After all, she was a cultivator in the Mahayana Realm, and particularly a snake skilled at digestion among Mahayana cultivators. High calories were the least of her problems; she could probably eat Capital City in one bite without getting a stomachache.

In order to fulfill his promise to Liu Qing, Jiang Cheng did not sleep much that night, instead staying up all night to complete the “Heaven Thunder Exorcism Talisman” design proposal and contract.

Inside the master bedroom, Liu Qing was lying on the bed covered with a thin blanket.

Her body, lying on its side, was like a winding range of hills, stunningly beautiful.

In her hands, Liu Qing held a small puppet specially made for her by Jiang Cheng, controlling another puppet on Jiang Cheng’s bed in the second bedroom, making it rise and throw shadow punches at Jiang Cheng’s back.

“Hitting you. Hitting you,” she whispered softly, not wanting to disturb the person working at the desk.

…

Liang Hong’s Chu Royal Mansion was located in the suburbs of Capital City.

The location was average, but its advantage was its vast land area.

Combining the mansion with the surrounding lawns and gardens, they covered an area of fifty or sixty acres.

Liang Hong, aware that Jiang Cheng was coming, promptly put the mansion on first-level alert.

Jiang Cheng had come all this way; the least he could do was invite him to stay for lunch, right?

“Princess Consort, I have a junior coming over. Bring out the ‘Spring White Dew’ from your dowry,” he said.

“You dare!” exclaimed the Princess Consort from the Hai family, her eyes widened.

“Liang Hong, that is my dowry! A single bottle is worth ten thousand Spirit Stones. Is your junior a saint from the Immortal Sect? Can he even afford such expensive wine?”

“Listen to me.”

“I won’t listen.”

“No, just listen to me first.”

“I just won’t listen!”

Liang Hong showed a wry smile; the Princess Consort wouldn’t listen to him, and he was at a loss.

“This junior of mine is not ordinary. You know about my father shutting himself away? Just three days after my junior entered the palace, only three days, he threw the harem into chaos to the extent that my father had no choice but to confront him face to face. With my eldest brother in jail, my second brother powerless, my fifth brother too young, and my sisters not a concern, whether I can seize the throne and ascend depends on this junior’s support!”

“Your junior, is he Jiang Cheng?”

The name Jiang Cheng was somewhat known to the Hai family.

“Yes, yes, that’s him.” Liang Hong persisted, sweet-talking her, “Whether you can become the Empress depends on him. You understand? Bring out the wine.”

Hai nodded her head.

If Jiang Cheng could help Liang Hong ascend the throne, then he deserved to drink that wine.

“I have a condition,” said Hai.

“What is it?”

“Ask Jiang Cheng if he has a Dao companion.”

“What for?”

“Tsk, have you forgotten about my sister’s situation? She’s getting on in years and she’s beautiful; she wouldn’t be a bad match for Jiang Cheng.”

Liang Hong looked troubled; his aunt was no pushover, a woman who aimed high but lacked the matching capability.

She was of the Howling Celestial Dog caliber, but with the standards of Erlang Shen.

Seeing Liang Hong hesitant, Hai spoke plainly, “What? Is it too difficult for you? I’m thinking of your interests too. Just imagine, if my sister could actually marry Jiang Cheng, then you and Jiang Cheng would be relatives. Wouldn’t he work hard to help you ascend? ”

Liang Hong thought about it and it made sense.

“Okay, I’ll ask him during the meal. You go prepare a table of good dishes. And remember to bring out the Spring White Dew!”

Before long, Jiang Cheng arrived at the Chu Royal Mansion with Liu Qing.

Liang Hong personally came to the mansion’s gate to welcome them.

“Hahaha, Jiang, it’s been days since we last met, as if years have passed. And this is… holy shit!”

Upon seeing Liu Qing, Liang Hong was taken aback.

As a prince, he naturally had seen many sights, but even so, Liu Qing was still a beauty he had rarely encountered in his life.