To be fair, Xie Jingsong is actually a very lazy person. But at the same time, she is also very eclectic at heart.
If she was asked to stay up all night studying how to go further on the road of cultivation, she would never agree. But when you tell her that she must get up early tomorrow morning and rush on her way, otherwise she will miss the time, then she will be willing to think about how her "wind" character can fly with her human-shaped wallet.
Xie Jingsong, who hadn't slept for half the night, finally figured out a way before her eyelids were in full swing. Putting aside her worries, she made herself unconscious on the spot and lay there until the middle of the next day.
Awakened by the hunger of her lifelong enemy, Xie Jingsong rubbed her face twice on the floor, then reluctantly got up and washed herself briefly, and also took a pen from the study room on the floor. Roll it up with a piece of paper and take it away.
After walking a few steps out of the house, a faint and crisp voice came over: "Ha! Ha! Hey!"
Chewing on the only dry biscuits left on her body, Xie Jingsong slowly walked over and took a look, and found that the owner of the clear shout was Zhang Yunqing, who was practicing poking forward and retreating with a spear. Dense beads of sweat condensed on her forehead, gathering into a bean-sized drop of sweat and falling to the ground, breaking into a small splash.
Her steps were frivolous and her movements were stiff, and the hand holding the spear was trembling, just like the drops of sweat on her forehead.
"Strength and speed are not enough," Xie Jingsong watched, not embarrassed to attack her, so he tried his best to give a fair comment as tactfully as possible, "Should we train these two first?"
The time it takes for the two of them to draw Qi into their bodies is actually not much different, but unlike her, a walking bug who can borrow the Qi of heaven and earth for her own use, Zhang Yunqing is a very indigenous eldest lady, which means that her physical fitness This one has a fatal flaw.
She has been pampered for fifteen and a half years. It is already difficult enough to take up the path of gun cultivation. What is even worse is that she also plays with two guns!
What did Zhang Daoxin do to her in the secret realm?
"Well," Zhang Yunqing raised his sleeves and wiped his sweat in a very unlady-like manner, with bright eyes, "I'm so tired! But I really like this feeling!"
Xie Jingsong raised her eyebrows: "That's just right. I'll go to the market today to buy two pieces of clothing that will facilitate movement."
I don’t know if he has lost his brain after training for too long. Zhang Yunqing’s eyes widened in a daze, he looked up at the sun, covered his eyes that were almost blinded and yelled: “But it’s already noon, is it too late? "
The senior sister, who was very dignified, raised the paper on which the pen was rolled and tapped her, showing a confident smile: "Of course, who am I? Please call me the Master of Invention!"
I have known Xie Jingsong for more than half a month, and it is a regular occurrence for strange words to come out of her mouth. Zhang Yunqing, who is accustomed to it, did not ask further questions, but was shocked and said: "Do you have any idea?"
"Well, I created a wind talisman, and it's now in the test flight stage."
Grab a random lucky guy to try out her latest invention!
Xie Jingsong unfolded the rice paper, picked up the brush and dipped it in Zhenqi and wrote the word "wind" on it. Then she grabbed it with her hand and circled an area around it where Zhenqi and dogs were not allowed to enter.
Feeling the wind gently beating on her palms, she felt the wind curl into a small circle. Xie Jingsong smiled and said, "Hold my waist, hold on to some clothes, and get ready to take off."
Zhang Yunqing, who didn't know why, came over in a daze, and as soon as his hands tightened around her waist, he felt the sudden feeling of emptiness that came to her body before his face could reach her.
The eldest lady, who had been trained very sincerely, couldn't exert any strength with her two pairs of hands, so she just slipped down. It was Xie Jingsong who had quick eyesight and quick hands who grabbed her by the back collar at the moment of takeoff.
...Without any time to react, the Master of Invention's wind talisman sent the two of them high into the sky.
As soon as he lowered his head, no, he didn't even need to lower his head. As long as he tried to open his eyelids, he could see the infinitely small flowers, trees and houses underneath. Zhang Yunqing's brain, which was still on the ground, had to run for a long time before catching up. Her eyes suddenly widened and she screamed: "Ahhhhhhhhh what are you doing!"
One hand was hanging on the wind talisman, and the other was carrying the young lady who had just transformed into a screaming chicken. Even Xie Jingsong couldn't help but feel a little strenuous. She sighed and said loudly: "It's flying! Don't worry. ! Very safe! Don’t get lost!”
"I know ah ah ah ah!"
Unable to reconcile with Zhang Yunqing, who was afraid of heights, he almost screamed at the top of his lungs until his nose burst into tears. Fortunately, before all the tears had accumulated, Xie Jingsong lifted her to the ground lightly.
Her legs went weak, and Zhang Yunqing's face hit her legs directly. Xie Jingsong smiled, bent over and leaned towards the devil and whispered, "Let me see if you're crying?"
Zhang Yunqing originally took the opportunity to rub his face against the hem of her skirt. When he heard this, he raised his head and glared at her, but her eyes that were red with tears made her look pitiful and not threatening at all.
Xie Jingsong, who didn't know why but just wanted to do this bitch, pretended to be surprised and said, "I really cried!"
So... I took a fistful.
It actually hurt a little.
She helped the eldest lady up obediently, coughed and said, "Ahem, what about that? Let's go?"
In order to save some unnecessary trouble, Xie Jingsong deliberately chose a place with few people to settle down, which also meant that they had to walk several kilometers on their legs to reach the small town.
Fortunately, she ground her teeth into a piece of dry biscuit in the morning, otherwise she would have lied down on the spot looking forward to being buried.
The small town they were going to was a very typical closed city. A sparkling moat surrounded it tightly, and several weeping poplar trees around the bank created green ripples in the wind.
After handing over the temporary forged certificate, the two looked at each other and went straight to the restaurant after entering the city.
"Ju Chunfeng" is the most representative restaurant in this small town. Whether it is the sign or the dishes, it definitely stands out among the gray buildings. Of course, the price is also the same.
Therefore, even if there is no crowd, it is far from being packed. People can always see the waiter squatting leisurely on the stone steps. Sometimes he would even secretly grab a handful of melon seeds and put them in his pocket when the shopkeeper went out to listen to cards, and soon he would eat the skin all over the floor.
Today's business was quite bleak, so the shopkeeper left the stall early and let the cashier take care of it, and went out to play by himself. The younger brother grabbed a handful of melon seeds as usual and began to slowly crack the melon seeds with a pair of dull eyes.
While sipping, a gust of wind swept over two figures that were almost blurry. At the same time, a rather dry female voice arrived: "Water! Give me water first! Waiter! Serve all the signature dishes." !Water! Give me some water!"
He suddenly turned his head and saw two people slumped beside the table by the window in the hall on the first floor.
"I'm coming!"
