Zhang Yunqing felt that he had trusted the wrong person.
She looked at the overgrown area in front of her, turned her head to look at Xie Jingsong, then turned back to look at the wordless barren mountain, and finally became as silent as the mountain.
...You just trusted the wrong person, right?
Xie Jingsong, who was stared at by her suspiciously, looked away unconfidently, trying to save her respect: "I think we can go in and take a look before talking."
"..."
Zhang Yunqing said nothing, staring blankly at the barren mountain.
Xie Jingsong coughed lightly: "Ahem, Qu Yijiu... no, our master, forget it, let's just call him Qu Yijiu. Anyway, the map he gave me does point here, so let's give it a try?"
Although this place doesn’t look like it’s habitable, how would you know if you don’t try it? What if there are really very, special people who really don’t care about their living environment, just like this?
The eldest lady, who was just about to carry her dislike on her shoulders and let her watch her, took the first step carefully while holding up the hem of her skirt. She seemed to be emphasizing and encouraging herself: "If I die, the souls provided by my family will be the same." The lights can be sensed!”
Xie Jingsong followed her leisurely with her hands behind her back: "Yes, I know, you said it."
As for why Hao Duan Duan had to climb the barren mountain here...it must have been more than half a month ago, when Lian stepped on the branches and sent them back to the foot of the mountain.
Seeing that the Xuanjian Sect and the others let them go without hesitation, Zhang Yunqing, who was at a loss, could not believe it: "Is this okay?"
Xie Jingsong weighed the money bag in her hand, and her rare genuine happiness showed up, and even her voice was stained with a smile: "Huh? Do you still want to keep them for dinner? Then it's agreed, you treat me You pay."
"Who said that! It's obvious that you laughed so hard that you wanted to keep them for the New Year! Just like a weasel," Zhang Yunqing couldn't help but rolled his eyes, pushed her gently, and started to make gestures, "Don't you know what I want to say? , that movement at that time, as well as the man in black and the skinned ghost!"
First, all the spiritual energy from heaven and earth gathered on her, and then a fire dragon suddenly jumped out in the middle of the night. Not to mention the previous ones, what’s deplorable is that the ghost who had been fighting for a long time was actually taken away by a man in black with an unknown origin! If the Xuanjian Sect investigates, the two of them will be taken back to drink a pot of tea.
Zhang Yunqing was very upset when he didn't receive an invitation to tea after such a big thing happened.
"There are so many of them, which one is it?" The talkative Xie Jingsong punched her fist in frustration and stiffly changed the subject, "No, I mean what can I ask? Elder Lian is not a talkative person. The one behind her Those two are obviously juniors, and if the elders don’t speak up, how can the juniors attack first?”
"But why didn't even the elder ask anything?"
Xie Jingsong, who didn't want to take the punch, dealt with her seriously: "I don't know, Elder Lian must have her own reasons for doing this."
"Aren't you talking nonsense!"
While they were talking, the two of them had arrived at the inn where Zhang Yunqing was resting.
The eldest lady who sneaked out only brought a small baggage with her. She didn't shy away from it and opened it in front of Xie Jingsong. A set of clothes to change into and a stack of banknotes thick enough to last a lifetime just ran into her eyes.
Xie Jingsong only glanced at it.
Just one glance.
She suddenly leaned over and held Zhang Yunqing's hand, and spoke coquettishly: "I don't want to become an immortal anymore, my sister will support me, please~"
Zhang Yunqing was so frightened by her smooth action that she couldn't recover for a long time, but the goosebumps rushing up on her body pulled her back from her thoughts.
His face showed the pain of being hit on the head by an assassin who suddenly appeared with a hammer while walking on the street. Zhang Yunqing pulled his hand hard and found that it didn't twitch.
She shrank back in horror: "You, you, please speak up! Be normal!"
"OK."
Playing again would scare people. Xie Jingsong quickly let go of his hand and happily walked to the edge of the table and chair with small steps, sat down and played with the teapot on it.
Because she realized that "I helped you find a master" here is equivalent to "I helped you find a father", Xie Jingsong looked back at what she had said before and turned around a few times before asking the question tactfully: "...I'm going to see my new master next. Do you want to go with me? He promised me that I can recruit disciples on his behalf."
...In fact, it's not that euphemistic.
Zhang Yunqing thought for a while and said, "Okay, but after becoming a disciple, I need to give my family peace of mind."
Xie Jingsong, who was chatting and playing with the teapot, asked seemingly casually: "You agree? Are you not afraid that I am a bad person?"
Zhang Yunqing, who was counting the banknotes in his hand and preparing to give her money, replied without thinking: "Of course not, you are my only one..."
Realizing something, Zhang Yunqing's words suddenly turned around and she kicked them away: "The only person I feel close to when I see him! I believe in my perception! You look like a good person!"
She had to commit the crime and her finger got stuck in the gap of the tea bowl lid. Xie Jingsong received the good person card from the eldest lady and did not ask any more questions, but concentrated on fighting against the tea bowl lid.
Zhang Yunqing, who was still trying to think of words, continued: "Really, you look very, um, very smart, your temperament is very gentle and generous, and you are very, um, very good! So I think you are a good person."
Just by cheating casually, the problem was exposed.
If she continues to praise like this, I'm really not sure whether she fell in love at first sight or is trying to hide it.
Xie Jingsong took the time to raise her eyes and glanced at Zhang Yunqing, who was anxious, and finally chose to spare her. She just raised her finger and raised the lid of the tea bowl that she was biting and said with a smile, "I would like to ask how much compensation you need to pay if you drop the tea bowl." Money?”
After a moment of silence, Zhang Yunqing looked at her, shook his head and said hesitantly: "...I don't know, why not stop falling?"
The tea bowl lid finally broke.
Xie Jingsong, who was holding on to her purse and wouldn't let go, argued with the innkeeper: "It's the lid of your house that's the problem!"
The innkeeper pointed at the torn body of the tea bowl lid and slapped the table: "Lid? Can it still bite you on its own!"
"Facts aside, isn't there anything wrong with it?"
It had been a long time since I had seen such a rude and unruly guest in the waiting room at Tianzihao. The shopkeeper's bad temper immediately came up. He rolled up his sleeves and was about to argue with her. However, he saw the miser who just now would rather die than let go slowly pinch her out with two fingers. A silver note was gently placed on the table.
Xie Jingsong smiled and said: "Is the compensation enough?"
...Is she sick?
The curse words that came to his mouth were swallowed back. The shopkeeper became more and more angry as he thought about it. He wanted to speak again but was held back by his professional ethics. After many struggles, he forced out a polite smile: "That's enough. enough."
"I'll compensate you for the extra money, sorry shopkeeper," Xie Jingsong didn't feel bad about not spending his own money. After having enough fun, Xie Jingsong waved her hand to Zhang Yunqing, "Let's go, it's time to hit the road."
The carriage and horses rolled around for more than half a month, during which they conducted several feasibility analyzes and studies on flying based on the "wind" character, before they stopped in front of this barren mountain.
The coordinates of the mountain were packaged and stuffed into Qu Yijiu's mind along with a torn book that recorded the method of introducing air into the body. Xie Jingsong, who unfortunately did not become a printer, relied on his poor painting skills to talk to Zhang Yunqing for a long time, and finally got a thought After a long time of high emotional intelligence, he replied: "I believe you and follow you."
After all, she is an eldest lady who has received a good etiquette education. Even after thinking about it for a long time, she was too embarrassed to attack her painting skills that make dogs squeak when they see her.
but now……
The further you go inside, the more wild weeds grow, and they even cover people's knees, which makes it miserable to look at.
"..."
So...she must have trusted the wrong person, right? !
The thoughts that gradually took root in his mind slowed him down. Zhang Yunqing couldn't help but stop. He turned to look at Xie Jingsong who also stopped: "Are you sure there is really someone there?"
Xie Jingsong didn't panic this time. His eyes swept across the ground, and finally stopped on her face. He said in a determined tone: "Yes, didn't you notice something was wrong?"
Zhang Yunqing also blinked around and looked hard for a long time: "What's wrong?"
Unlike the eldest lady who has been pampered in the inner courtyard all year round, Xie Jingsong, who has some common sense, knows that mosquitoes are numerous and poisonous in the mountains. Especially the unlucky ones who live in the barren mountains, because they have not seen humans with delicate skin and tender flesh like them all year round, it is more appropriate now to rush over in groups to express their love.
Although she had made complete preparations to enter the mountain, and the mosquito repellent sachet she wore was bought with money from the eldest lady, and it was very effective, but shouldn't a small group of death squads invade through the defense net? !
But the fact is that there are only weeds and wild flowers along the way. Xie Jingsong, who had itchy hands, even hummed a song while doing nothing, weaved an ugly garland and put it on Zhang Yunqing's head.
Feeling quite proud of her work, she moved her gaze upwards and explained while admiring it: "The air here is very good, there are no bugs, there are no poisonous snakes and beasts, and it is very quiet. These points alone are enough to prove that there must be people inside."
I just didn't expect that there are such people who are very, very special and don't care about their living environment.
"But... if you are anxious," she changed her words, "I can also set fire to the mountain, imitate that person, and force our master out."
"???"
Zhang Yunqing, who was almost stunned, realized that she was just joking, so he couldn't help but punch her.
Xie Jingsong didn't hide, and pointed forward with a smile: "Keep walking, I have a hunch, it's right in front."
