Master Fu does not envy immortals

Chapter 123 Touching Porcelain
Jiang Qiongxing, who thought he had encountered a clichéd street treasure hunt, found that he was still too immature.

Almost instantly, several strange immortal cultivators gathered at the door of this small shop, both men and women, accusing them in unison: "It's too much!"

"Could it be that you came to take the academy exam? With such a character, you must not pass the exam."

"Aren't you going to apologize soon?"

Jiang Qiongxing couldn't help laughing for a moment: "I apologize?"

"Otherwise, who else is there?" The female cultivator lying on the ground said arrogantly, "You beat the person, everyone saw it!"

People blocking the door of the store echoed.

Jiang Qiongxing suddenly felt absurd that he had encountered a hooligan, and immediately turned to the shopkeeper: "Tell them, what is the truth of the matter."

Unexpectedly, the young shopkeeper hesitated, his eyes wandered, and he couldn't tell why.

Seeing this, Jiang Qiongxing understood.

It is estimated that this group of people who touch porcelain have long been habitual offenders, and the shopkeeper still wants to open a shop here. How can he bear the harassment of these people coming to the door every day, so he can only swallow his anger.

"I saw it." A cold, young voice sounded behind Jiang Qiongxing.

For some reason, she felt that the voice was inexplicably familiar, and subconsciously turned her head to look.

This boy was about 15 years old, dressed in ordinary black clothes, with long hair combed into a high ponytail, revealing exquisite facial features, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, smart and alienated.

Suddenly seeing such a fair-skinned and beautiful young man, Jiang Qiongxing couldn't help but take a second look.

The appearance is a bit familiar, but she is sure that she does not know this boy, otherwise it is impossible not to remember.

Just looking at his face...it doesn't seem like a character who would be happy to help others.

But he should be the one who pulled her away from the hand of the female nun who touched porcelain earlier.

All I can say is that people can't be seen.

Before Jiang Qiongxing could speak, the female cultivator lying on the ground yelled dissatisfiedly: "What did you see? I think you two are in the same group! Specially bullying those of us with low cultivation bases!"

"I saw that you missed her when you tried to hit her, and fell yourself." The boy's tone was flat, as if he was just stating the facts.

"You say that seeing it is real?" the onlookers yelled, "I also said I saw the two of you beat someone together!"

"Yes!" The others echoed.

The female cultivator lying on the ground smiled triumphantly: "Looking at how you look, you came from another place to take the exam for Tanyan Academy, right? I advise you to obediently take out the spirit stone to compensate me, otherwise the matter will go to Shuojin's side. When the trial begins, the whole Tanyan Town will know that you have beaten people in the street. Even if you pass the exam, the academy will not want you!"

"Does Shuo Jin even believe such rumors?" Jiang Qiongxing suddenly became suspicious of the quality of the organization's news.

"What rumors, we are all witnesses!" The immortal cultivators blocking the door spoke plausibly.

Gee.

Jiang Qiongxing narrowed his eyes.

Just as she was thinking about what kind of force she should use to deal with the opponent, the boy standing beside her moved.

He took out a crystal-clear magic weapon from his arms: "I recorded the scene just now in the photo stone. If you insist on your own opinions, why don't you take a look together?"

The female cultivator lying on the ground froze.

"Hey, how can such a coincidence happen, what kind of photo stone do you have nothing to do?" A person outside the store questioned loudly.

"It's just a coincidence, do you want to see it? If the images in it don't match what you said, how much spirit stones do you plan to pay us to compensate?" The young man played with the spirit stones, threatening.

"Why..." The female cultivator on the ground wanted to say something more, but was dragged up by the accomplices at the door and fled.

"Just ran away like that?" Jiang Qiongxing raised an eyebrow.

But the young man beside him said: "Forget it, there is no need to provoke these rascals in the market, lest they get stuck and cannot get rid of them. I will tell this matter to Danyan Academy later. If someone uses the academy's trial as a threat, they will not sit idly by."

That's right.

Jiang Qiongxing took the vestment wrapped up for her by the shopkeeper—the light blue one she picked out at the beginning, and walked out: "I really want to thank you this time. If you didn't record the picture stone, I don't know how long I would have been entangled with them."

The corner of the boy's lips raised slightly: "It's nothing, it's just a matter of raising your hand, I've met this kind of person before."

His smile was like a bud blooming on a branch, Jiang Qiongxing's heart moved, and he blurted out a sentence without thinking: "I always think you look familiar..."

As soon as she said it, she immediately regretted it: wait, this sounds too much like hitting on a conversation!
Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to feel that something was wrong, but just looked down at her: "My name is Ji Cheyu."

Ji Cheyu?The name is also very familiar.

Jiang Qiongxing fell into memory, suddenly remembered something, and was shocked: "It's you!"

Ji Cheyu was puzzled.

Jiang Qiongxing: "Do you know an uncle named Shi Yueren?"

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, the young man that Uncle Shi told her to look for before his death would meet here!

The young Ji Cheyu was obviously also surprised, and the two exchanged information with each other in a few words, and the relationship quickly developed. When he learned that Shi Yueren had passed away, he sighed slightly.

"Uncle Shi was very kind to me, but it's a pity I couldn't be by his side in the end."

Jiang Qiongxing looked at the young man who was tall and straight like a little Baiyang, and said with relief: "It's okay, seeing that you are doing well now, Uncle Shi will feel relieved."

Ji Cheyu lowered his eyes and said: "I originally wanted to go to my relatives, but I didn't expect that they had... had to wander alone so far."

Thinking of the desolate appearance of the dilapidated villa, Jiang Qiongxing couldn't imagine how the other party would feel when he saw that scene full of hope, and immediately said: "Master, he asked me to find you before he died. I didn't expect to meet you here now. I will definitely take good care of you!"

Ji Cheyu looked down at the little girl who was half a head shorter than him, and said wildly that he would take care of himself, and for a while didn't know what expression to make.

"Yeah." He closed his eyes and nodded solemnly.

After being disturbed by the group of cultivators who touched porcelain, Jiang Qiongxing lost the interest to continue shopping. She took Ji Cheyu to the teahouse, and said on the way: "You are also here to sign up for the Danyan Academy? I heard that this year's trial will be cancelled, and it will be changed to three years later. We plan to find a small courtyard here to live, how about you?"

Ji Cheyu said without blinking: "That's what I planned too."

Very good!
Jiang Qiongxing clapped his hands: "Then why don't we live together! There are so many people!"

"Qiong Xing!" Liang Weisheng staggered out of the teahouse, his face turned pale for some reason, "Have you rented the yard?"

"Not yet, what's the matter?" Jiang Qiongxing glanced at the teahouse behind him.

It was very lively, I don't know why Liang Weisheng had a very frightened expression on his face.

Liang Weisheng covered his heart, and waved his hands vicissitudes of life: "After listening to some gossip about the cultivators in the foundation period, now I feel that the front is gloomy."

Jiang Qiongxing was confused, but he heard Ji Cheyu laughing beside him: "Don't worry too much, those storytellers will always exaggerate."

"Oh, you're scared." Jiang Qiongxing hit the nail on the head.

(End of this chapter)