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Chapter 377 - 337 Very White, Very Big, and Very Hard_2

Chapter 377: Chapter 337 Very White, Very Big, and Very Hard_2

Could it be because the French Plane Tree volunteered?

"Our boss’s pee is quite special, strongly alkaline, and it causes significant damage to plant roots,"

Jingzi explained.

"Then can your boss still get out?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"He should be able to, the accountant has already taken the money to bail him out,"

Jingzi said.

"Alright, when he gets out, tell him to go check out the ’Imhotep’ clinic, say I referred him,"

he said as he lay down on the massage bed, face down, burying his face into the hole.

Going for massages in reality was one of his great hobbies, and he knew the routine inside out.

Even though Liu Zheng himself was much better at it than those masseurs, he couldn’t reach his own back after all.

But now maybe he could.

"Okay, I’ll let the boss know. Please choose an essential oil,"

Jingzi said.

"What kinds do you have?"

Liu Zheng inquired.

Usually, bigger massage parlors had at least seven or eight types of essential oils to choose from.

The masseurs would also give a little spiel, like lavender for sleep aid, orange for lightening spots, lemon for whitening, and so on.

But in his view, all that was nonsense; you just pick the scent you like.

Liu Zheng generally chose jasmine or lavender.

"We are a small place, so we don’t have many varieties, just Corpse Oil, Scalp Oil, and Intestine Oil,"

Jingzi introduced.

"Oh?"

He lifted his head, eyes slightly squinted.

"Our oils are all purchased through formal channels, we absolutely do not make them ourselves. And it’s not just oils from humans; we have oils from other species as well,"

sensing an almost imperceptible threat, Jingzi explained.

"Oh, then I’ll take the Peacock Oil,"

Liu Zheng said.

He had never met the Landlord but still harbored quite some resentment towards him.

Firstly for his own sake, and secondly for Niu Ma.

"We don’t have Peacock Oil, will another type of bird oil do?"

Jingzi asked.

"What type of bird?"

"Feather Chicken Oil,"

Jingzi said.

"Oh, that will do,"

Liu Zheng nodded.

If he had the chance, he’d also like to pluck all the feathers of the White Feather Chicken and stew it into soup.

Of course, out of respect for Niu Ma and San Huamao, cooking it to just medium would suffice.

"Alright,"

Jingzi took out the essential oil from a drawer, then opened the lid.

A scent of chicken broth wafted into Liu Zheng’s nostrils, invigorating his spirit.

He had just finished soaking in the bath, his appetite now wide open.

"Please lie down comfortably and close your eyes, then follow my instructions,"

Jingzi said.

"Oh."

Liu Zheng buried his head down into the hole again.

"Next is meditation time, please follow my rhythm and take deep breaths. Breathe in~"

Jingzi said in a low, soft voice.

He took a deep breath, and the smell of chicken stock was even richer as if there was a pot of chicken soup simmering right under his nose.

"Breathe out~"

Liu Zheng exhaled, and he could hear the gentle simmering of the soup broth by his ear.

"Please open your eyes,"

Jingzi instructed.

Doing as told, he opened his eyes, and a pot of steaming chicken broth appeared before him.

"Damn, there really is chicken soup. Where’s the spoon?"

he asked subconsciously.

"There’s no need for one, please open your mouth,"

Jingzi instructed.

Liu Zheng opened his mouth, and to his surprise, a scene unfolded.

One after another, stewed-to-tenderness chickens jumped out of the pot and trotted towards him, diving into his mouth in a swimmer’s pose.

Liu Zheng instinctively chewed, and the salty, fragrant, and rich flavor hit his brain.

"Not bad,"

he licked his lips and opened his mouth wider.

One, two, three...

After eating sixty-six chickens, Jingzi’s voice finally rose again.

"Meditation time is over, please close your eyes,"

Jingzi said.

Liu Zheng closed his eyes and darkness returned; a sense of fullness made him involuntarily belch.

"Ugh~ I couldn’t possibly have eaten my fill, could I?"

He asked.

"No, everything just now was a hallucination. Once the massage is over, the feeling of fullness will disappear and your appetite will open up. And depending on the type of essential oil you chose, the subsequent cuisine category will also be adjusted,"

Jingzi said.

"Oh, I was wondering why my stomach wasn’t feeling any pressure."

Liu Zheng suddenly realized.

He had just ordered Chicken Oil, so the upcoming meal probably wouldn’t include any chicken dishes, at least no chicken soup.

"Are you ready? I’m going to start the formal massage."

Jingzi inquired.

"Go ahead."

He nodded.

A pair of smooth and cool little hands were placed on Liu Zheng’s back, then they glided along the lines of his muscles, caressing them.

With her movements, a wave of warmth followed his muscle fibers, spreading towards the entire muscle group in his back.

"Wow, this technique of yours is quite exceptional,"

Liu Zheng said in surprise.

"Thank you for the compliment, sir. Our techniques are all personally taught by the boss and are contractually not to be disclosed. They will be automatically forgotten after leaving the hot spring resort. Hence, this is the only place in the Metropolis with no branches,"

Jingzi explained.

"It is indeed comfortable."

This technique must involve extraordinary powers; no massage in real life could achieve this effect.

"Right, I have a question."

He said.

"Please ask, sir."

"Do you know which deity Amaterasu omikami is?"

He inquired.

"Amaterasu omikami? I’ve never heard of this god. However, you can describe their image to me."

Jingzi responded.

"She wears a very extravagant Feather Robe, her eyes have the golden Hook Jade, and her priesthood seems related to the sun."

"Ah, I know, what you’re probably talking about is Amaterasu."

Jingzi thought for a moment and then said.

"Amaterasu? Yeah, it must be her,"

As a connoisseur of niche cultures, Liu Zheng naturally knew about the chief deity of the High Heaven Divine System.

No wonder Amaterasu omikami was looking for his leftover ashes because she is the Sun God of the High Heaven Divine System.

"Where did you see this deity?"

Jingzi asked.

"Ah, in your hot spring, through the shrine while taking a bath,"

Liu Zheng said.

"What?! You saw Amaterasu through the shrine? That is utterly unprecedented,"

Jingzi’s voice was filled with shock.

What one typically sees through a shrine are usually female guests, some monsters and demons, at most, some lesser gods.

Not to mention how Amaterasu could respond to a shrine’s summon, even if she did respond, how could a human possibly survive that?

Either they receive Amaterasu’s favor and get taken to Takamagahara,

Or they incite Amaterasu’s wrath and get incinerated by her Great Sun Flame.

"Really? I didn’t know. Anyway, after offering worship to the deity in the shrine, she opened the partition. Through the partition, what I saw was Amaterasu bathing in the river,"

Liu Zheng said.

"Which deity did you make an offering to?"

Jingzi inquired.

"It was a goddess wearing Feather Robe, holding a round fan. She looked quite plump and had a very kind smile,"

He recalled and said.

"That’s Kuritsuyu. No wonder, no wonder,"

Jingzi repeated.

"No wonder what?"

"Kuritsuyu is Amaterasu’s aunt as well as her foster mother. Amaterasu respects her greatly, no wonder she let you off on her account,"

Jingzi explained.

"Oh, I see,"

Liu Zheng suddenly realized.

Amaterasu is the ruler of Takamagahara; none of the deities in the High Heaven Divine System would dare to play such a jest with her.

Perhaps Kuritsuyu also saw the remains of the ashes on him and thus gave him the opportunity to see Amaterasu.

"You’re very lucky, sir. Among people I know, no one has even heard Amaterasu’s Kagura, let alone seen the deity herself,"

Jingzi said enviably.

"Haha, I’d rather be without such luck,"

Liu Zheng muttered.

Speaking of which, are Kagura and the Gospel the same thing?

If they are, what would happen if he hears both the Gospel and Kagura at the same time? Would the Evil God and Amaterasu fight over who gets to perform?

"Your service has ended, sir."

Jingzi suddenly said.

"That’s the end?"

Liu Zheng was taken aback as the system prompt suddenly sounded.