After handing over the spirit stone with a forced smile, Lan Chucui finally mentioned the reason for coming: "I want to talk to you."
Jing Yingrong: "Well, what do you want to talk about?"
Lan Chucui looked around: "Just chat here?"
Jing Yingrong: "I'm doing some work."
Lan Chucui finally couldn't hold it any longer. She rubbed her brows, spoke faster, and said: "You have built the foundation of Dzogchen. Instead of cultivating and trying to break through to the golden elixir as soon as possible, you do this kind of thing instead. What do you think?"
Jing Yingrong's expression was calm: "I'm not in a hurry."
"you……"
Lan Chucui stared at Yingrong in the mirror, with deep jealousy and something else in her eyes.
At this time, Wang Zhengde came down from upstairs and said, "Xiao Jing, is your friend coming to see you?"
Jing Yingrong: "It's someone I know."
Wang Zhengde didn't realize the difference between "acquaintances" and "friends". He smiled and said: "Let's go play with your friends. You also need to take a rest. Let's close the shop today."
Jing Yingrong: "Okay."
Lan Chucui smiled slightly: "Now we can go somewhere else."
"where do you want to go?"
…
A music studio in Jingui City.
The gurgling sound of the piano flows like water and has the power to calm the soul.
Jing Yingrong looked at the monk playing the piano on the stage and said to Lan Chucui, "I don't understand music."
"I'm not here to listen to music."
Lan Chucui raised her hand to brush away the messy hair beside her ears, showing her charming look in every move.
"Junior Sister Jing is someone who doesn't like to be circuitous, so I'll tell you straight."
"Um?"
"Junior Sister Jing, your presence in this outer sect makes me very unhappy."
After saying this, Lan Chucui looked at Jing Yingrong steadily, as if waiting for the other party to ask questions.
However, Jing Yingrong just said flatly: "Yes, I know."
Lan Chucui was stunned for a moment, then smiled suddenly and said, "Then do you know the reason?"
Jing Yingrong looked away from the stage, thought for a moment, and said, "Because I diverted other people's attention from you?"
Lan Chucui: "Yes and no."
Jing Yingrong showed a puzzled expression.
Lan Chucui lowered her eyes and stared at Jing Yingrong's unstained hands on the table.
"How do you feel when everyone's eyes are on you alone, when everyone is attracted to you?"
she asked, looking down at her hands.
The palms are white and tender, the fingers are slender, and the fingertips are dyed with bright rouge color, which is shockingly beautiful.
Jing Yingrong said: "I don't feel anything."
Lan Chucui smiled lowly and said, "As expected."
She clenched her fingers tightly, her fingertips sinking into her palms.
Jing Yingrong glanced at her hand and said, "Your malice towards me has increased. Why?"
Lan Chucui shook her head and said nothing.
She raised her head, her smile as charming as before, and said softly: "A weirdo like you won't understand."
Jing Yingrong: "Yeah."
The musician on the stage changed a song, and the soothing piano music became passionate.
Lan Chucui stood up and said, "Finally, I'll give you a piece of advice. Your skin is nothing. You should focus more on your cultivation."
Jing Yingrong did not respond.
Just as Lan Chucui was about to leave, she suddenly remembered something.
"Also," she turned around and looked at the reflection in the mirror from top to bottom, frowning slightly, "I don't know what magic weapons the sword on your back and the pen on your waist are, but I have to say that they are related to you. His appearance and clothes are very inconsistent, I suggest you change them."
After that she left.
Jing Yingrong: "..."
Ji Sha Sword: "I'll kill her."
"Why are you comparing yourself to a younger generation?" Ji Jiebi said with a smile, and then added: "I think I'm pretty good-looking, so there must be something wrong with the matching of the mirrors."
Jing Yingrong: "?"
Ji Yanzhu: "She didn't say anything about me."
Ji Jie Bi: "She didn't see you."
Ji Yanzhu, who was placed in Jing Yingrong's arms, said: "That's right."
…
On the way back to Shark's Tears Box, he passed by a shop selling tools and equipment, and Jing Yingrong walked in.
The store happened to have tools and accessories for making jewelry, so Jing Yingrong bought a set, and the shop assistant very thoughtfully explained the usage to Jing Yingrong in detail.
After leaving the store, Jing Yingrong didn't go far when she was stopped by a man.
The man is slightly stout and dressed very elegantly. He looked at Jing Yingrong and said with a smile on his face: "Is it Miss Jing? I, Zhao Kangwen, am the shopkeeper of Yurun Pavilion."
Jing Yingrong: "What's the matter with you?"
Zhao Kangwen said: "I'm here to hire Miss Jing."
Jing Yingrong asked in confusion: "Hire?"
"That's right, Yurun Pavilion and the Shark's Tears Box are traveling together, but this scale is much bigger."
Zhao Kangwen said with a sense of contentment, "If Miss Jing is willing to come to my Yurun Pavilion to work, no matter how much Wang Zhengde pays you, I will give you double."
He looked very confident, as if he was sure that Jing Yingrong would agree.
Ji Jie Bi: "Hey, you're poaching here. It seems that you have earned a lot of spiritual stones for your shopkeeper, which makes people jealous."
Ji Yanzhu: "Double reward!"
Ji Sha Jian: "Why are you so excited? She doesn't lack spiritual stones."
Jiyanzhu: "Hey, after this period of time, I realized that spiritual stones are not easy to make."
Jijiebi: "When we were born, Li Chengkong was already rich. I don't know if he was able to earn spiritual stones bit by bit like this when his cultivation was low."
Jing Yingrong: "Yes. Before Jin Dan, he was very poor."
Jijie Pen: "Pfft."
Ji Yanzhu: "Wow - it's so hard to imagine."
In the sea of consciousness, Jing Yingrong talked about the bitter struggle history of Kongji Taoist Master in the past, and at the same time, he did not miss the conversation with Zhao Kangwen.
"I don't want to." She said without hesitation.
Zhao Kangwen was stunned by the straightforward rejection. He came back to his senses and said, "Is it the reward that dissatisfied the girl? Then, how about triple it?"
Jing Yingrong shook his head: "The Shark Tea Box is very good. I don't want to change places."
Zhao Kangwen frowned and his smile turned cold.
"Miss Jing, do you know how much business you have stolen from our Yurun Pavilion since you arrived at the Shark's Tears Box?"
Jing Yingrong: "We didn't rob, it was the guests who wanted to come."
"The truth is true, but we have been enemies since ancient times. Our guests have all gone to your place. Who will come to ours?"
Zhao Kangwen's face was gloomy, "Miss Jing, you can't help but understand that most of the guests are here for you. But you must also understand that blocking someone's money is like killing your parents, so I can only come to you."
Jing Yingrong: "Do you think I killed your parents, so you want to kill me?"
Zhao Kangwen choked and looked around in panic. The corners of his mouth twitched a few times and said, "Don't talk nonsense!"
He took a deep breath, regained his composure a little, and then said: "It's okay if you don't come to Yurun Pavilion. I will give you a sum of spiritual stones. If you leave the Shark Tears Box, will you agree?"
Jing Yingrong: "I won't agree."
Zhao Kangwen laughed angrily: "Okay, very good, then we'll see!"
