Lu Jing couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw that the little girl spoke so eloquently.
Because according to what Ye Gongmei said before, she is just a maid, not a disciple. Even if she may have learned some methods of controlling beasts by spending time with Ye Gongmei, she should not be so experienced at her age.
After the little girl finished speaking, she seemed to realize something and closed her mouth again.
After a while, Lu Jing brought up the old matter again and asked, "Can I go in to see Senior Xia Ye?"
"My master doesn't see outsiders. Didn't that guy Wu Han tell you?" The little girl refused, her tone was very firm and there was no room for negotiation.
I don't know how she, a maid, could reject visitors on behalf of her master, but since the old voice in the hut didn't speak again, it meant that she acquiesced in what she said.
Then the little girl looked straight at Lu Jing, with an expression that almost had the words "serve tea and see off guests" written on her face.
But Lu Jing still didn't move even though she was staring at him like this.
Then the little girl also frowned, "Why, seeing you like this, are you still planning to do something hard?"
"The girl misunderstood," Lu Jing shook his head and said, "I wonder what I call the girl?"
"Me?" The little girl was stunned when she heard this. She didn't seem to expect that Lu Jing would ask her this question. After a while, she said, "My name is Song... Bing."
As soon as she finished speaking, Lu Jing saw the mandrill that he had scared away poked its head out of the hut again. Seeing that he hadn't left yet, it quickly retracted its head.
"Miss Song Bing?" Lu Jing said politely, "I think Miss Song also knows quite a lot about how to control beasts. Since Senior Ye likes to be quiet, naturally we juniors shouldn't disturb her, but I don't know Miss Song, can you help me take a look at this raccoon slave?"
"You're looking for me? But I'm just a maid...and I'm only ten years old." Song Bing was surprised.
"There is a hierarchy of learning, there are specialties in the arts, and age has nothing to do with your ability," Lu Jing said, "And you don't have to feel any pressure. Even if you are wrong, I won't blame you."
Hearing his words, Song Bing's eyes flashed with a strange look, but then he still said, "I think you talk nice, but you probably don't believe me, otherwise I wouldn't have helped you." , why did you first say what would happen if I saw it wrong?"
Lu Jing was dumbfounded, but he didn't know how to argue with a brat, and since he always wanted to ask for help, he simply admitted his mistake, "It was my fault."
Song Bing snorted. Lu Jing's attitude was very good from beginning to end, but she couldn't pick any place to attack. In the end, she could only stretch out her hand and said, "Give it to me."
Hearing this, Lu Jing handed over the black cat in his hand, and reminded him at the same time, "Be careful, it will bite, but it seems that it only attacks specific people."
"That's how weird things are, they all have a fixed way of behaving." Song Bing took the black cat and became serious.
First, he paid attention to the black cat's reaction and saw that its pupils did not change. After confirming that he was not its target, he let go of his hand and held it in his arms.
She didn't know how she did it, but she just stroked the black cat's belly a few times with her hands, and the latter gradually calmed down from its original anxiety and seemed to be enjoying it.
However, the good times did not last long. Just when Lu Jing thought Song Bing had subdued the black cat, a cunning look suddenly flashed in the latter's eyes.
Then, while the two of them were not paying attention, he jumped out of Song Bing's arms with a kick, landed on the ground, and then ran towards the maple forest without hesitation.
When Lu Jing saw this, he wanted to chase after her, but seeing that there was no nervousness on Song Bing's face, he withdrew the foot he was about to take out.
Then he saw the black cat suddenly and inexplicably turn around after running into the forest, and then ran back again after going around in a circle.
After looking up and seeing him, the black cat was obviously startled, and turned around and ran away in another direction, but the final result was no different.
It just kept circling around the hut.
"What's the formation here?" Lu Jing looked at Song Bing aside.
The latter nodded and hummed, "It can't escape from here without my...master's permission, but it shouldn't be stupid if it can live for hundreds or even thousands of years. It will soon realize this." a little."
While the two were talking, they saw that the black cat's pace had indeed slowed down, and finally stopped in front of the hut, and then a rather human look of helplessness appeared on its face.
Song Bing stepped forward, hugged it in her arms again, turned to Lu Jing and said, "Wait here, I am not very knowledgeable. I have some questions to ask my master for help."
"Okay." Lu Jing naturally had no objection. After hearing this, he found an open space outside the hut and sat down cross-legged.
But he didn't expect that Song Bing had been gone for half an hour. There had been no movement in the hut, and Lu Jing was sitting there a little bored.
However, he kept Song Bing's words in mind and did not approach the hut, nor did he say anything to urge her.
He stood up and stretched his hands and feet, and then looked at the maple leaves all over the ground. His hands felt itchy for a moment, so he practiced his famous leg skills in the open space outside the door.
He has now reached the fourth level of this leg technique, and its power is slightly weaker than the Crazy One Hundred and Eight Staff, so Lu Jing does not use it in actual combat many times.
But considering that there are still five paths behind, and they will get stronger as they go forward, the development potential is still good, but it is too difficult to practice. This is only with the help of Amu, otherwise Lu Jing is not sure that he can give this martial arts to Practice to Dzogchen.
And after he finished kicking the four lanes and kicked the most familiar first three lanes again, the door of the hut finally opened again.
Song Bing just stood by the door, silently looking at Lu Jing in the maple forest.
When the latter finished his martial arts, she clasped her hands behind her back and said with a heartfelt praise, "Well, the martial arts is indeed good."
Lu Jing was already used to her old-fashioned behavior, so he just said thank you.
Then he saw Song Bing put on that baby-fat face again, and said to Lu Jing, "That raccoon slave of yours...
"What, is there any result?" Lu Jing asked in shock.
"No, I would say it has fallen asleep."
"…………"
"Don't underestimate this. It is very vigilant. I finally managed to get it to drink the medicine I prepared, but after that it kept trying to stay awake until just now." Song Bing said, "And I guess it won’t sleep for long, so you should hurry up.”
