Xie Jingsong's mood was complicated.
She knew that her time travel was not simple, but she didn't expect that it would involve some... unknown beings, which gave her a bit of a headache.
Although she didn’t know why it was delayed and so popular, the peek from it almost ripped out her little heart and crushed it to pieces - luckily she came to her senses soon.
What can be speculated at present is that it can't cause any harm to her for the time being - if it could, she would have been completely destroyed long ago?
Picking up the copper coins from the bedside table, Xie Jingsong turned his fingers twice and wandered for a moment.
It's unknown whether it has any malicious intent, and it's unclear what it wants her to do. Thinking about it carefully, Qu Yijiu should know something, but he chose to be the Riddler.
...The clues from Zhang Daoxin have been burned to ashes, so who else can we get some words from?
She let out a long sigh and lay down as if she had been beaten to death. She raised the copper coin and looked at the curtain through its square hole: "It's a bit annoying to play like this... Why don't you cut one yourself?"
Anyway, if you die, you have nothing to fear.
"..."
Considering that this is a magical world of cultivation, even if you die, you won’t be able to find peace. Do you have to work for 996 even if you don’t see the skeleton?
Xie Jingsong finally accepted his fate.
She put the copper coins and the jade pendant in her sleeve pocket, packed her things, walked around Qingping City, and sat down at a random roadside restaurant that was not so pleasing to the eye.
Listening casually to the shop owner selling "spiritual energy in one pot" in her ears, Xie Jingsong's idle fingers were tapping on the table, and when she glanced out, she happened to see two familiar people. figure.
Wen Xunyin was looking around at this somewhat quiet town with a pair of curious eyes, while Wen Zhixian beside him was much more restrained. His face was gloomy, his brows were slightly frowned, and his eyes were drooping, as if he was deep in thought about something.
Xie Jingsong, who didn't want to meet their eyes, turned her head to look at the store, nodded and said, "That's it."
Soon, the bitter consequences of not paying attention were revealed.
To be fair, Xie Jingsong is not a picky eater. At least he knows that there are stones hidden in the sugar cake and will take another bite because he does not waste food. However, the "spiritual energy in one pot" that the store boasts about is really terrible.
This is no different from talking nonsense! As soon as she chewed it, a rich earthy smell swept through her mouth. She chewed for a while, and finally caught the fly between her eyebrows.
Sure enough, it is right to be displeased.
"What's this?"
The shopkeeper who was busy counting the money took a moment to glance at her: "A pot of spiritual energy! There are spiritual rice, spiritual vegetables, and spiritual animal meat in it, which is a great supplement for monks like you."
It's hard to comment.
Judging from the walk around, Qingping City is much cleaner than that small town. The blue bricks and stones push out one neat avenue after another in the city, and there are dedicated people sweeping both sides. Walking on it, you will feel like you are there. It feels like visiting an ancient tourist attraction.
But in Xie Jingsong's opinion, it was missing something.
She looked away, took another spoonful of earthy-smelling food, and began to swallow it with a ferocious expression, not expecting what would happen next.
"..."
When she was stopped outside the door by the polite guards of the City Lord's Mansion, Xie Jingsong secretly sighed that it was indeed the case. She reached into her sleeve pocket and took out the jade pendant, ready to hand it over.
"This is……"
Before she finished speaking, the long gun the guard had been holding was pointed directly at her face, and he shouted loudly: "The thief is here! The thief has been caught!"
He actually turned against the person without saying anything!
Xie Jingsong leaned back slightly, avoiding the sharp tip of the spear. Before she could say anything else, she was surrounded by a series of spear points of the same style set up all around.
Feeling that eighteen holes could be drilled with just a little movement, Xie Jingsong kept leaning back and glanced around: "Who are you here?"
A voice snorted coldly: "You have the right to remain silent now, but every word you say will become evidence in the torture chamber!"
She paused and asked sincerely: "...Can I ask how I became a thief?"
The leader said disdainfully: "Then can you explain why the invitation card used by the city lord to invite distinguished guests is in the hands of a young monk like you? Don't listen to her sophistry, take it away!"
This scene was not going to end well. Xie Jingsong obediently raised her hands above her head and saw two tall guards holding up spirit chains and tying one to each of her hands, squeezing out all the little spiritual energy in her body.
The leader carefully looked at the jade pendant taken from her hand and sneered: "What else is there to say?"
She couldn't help but said weakly: "I just picked this up on the road. I'm here to return it..."
Before she could finish speaking, a spear was drawn towards her back, forcing her to let out a just right cry of pain.
The person who whipped her with a gun had a pair of narrow eyes, and he scolded: "Stop making excuses!"
"..."
All right.
Xie Jingsong was speechless and gave up struggling. She looked around casually and sighed softly.
Not long after, her eyes were blinded by the monk who seemed to know everything, and two thick fogs filled all her sight. Xie Jingsong could only follow the feeling of being pushed forward, her fingertips trembling slightly. .
When her vision was finally returned, there was a heavy lock sound behind her.
The officer who was guarding her knocked on the railing with a stick that looked like a bone product, and warned: "Just stay here and wait for the interrogation!"
Xie Jingsong didn't want to talk and had nothing to say. She worried about the ground mixed with black and purple dried blood and dust for a long time. In the end, the laziness engraved in her bones defeated the mysophobia.
She sat on the floor and began to look around.
The cell was too narrow, and it was paved as narrowly as a staircase corridor. If a taller prisoner cannot even fully stretch his body, he can only curl up like a stray cat or dog to get enough sleeping space.
After traveling for less than half a month, Xie Jingsong felt that she had a promising future.
But now, she was obviously not taken seriously - otherwise, they wouldn't have pushed her in without even searching her body.
After finding a place to curl up into a ball, Xie Jingsong quietly put her hand into her sleeve pocket and touched it. The cool touch immediately responded to her through her fingertips.
It is a jade pendant lying quietly in the sleeve pocket.
...Fortunately, her own invitation is still there.
"These two people named Wen are really going to cause trouble for me." After thinking about it, Xie Jingsong felt that she still had to catch the culprits and scold them, "No, after all, if there is a problem, it's better not to worry about it, right?"
