Chapter 7

After tidying up the main hall, Jiang Qiongxing planned to warm up the soup brought by the nanny and eat a bowl of noodles to fill his stomach. He was about to ask Shi Yueren where he put the basket, but when he came to the yard, he saw him squatting under the eaves teasing a Huang Daxian who came from nowhere.

"..."

Hearing the movement, Shi Yueren clapped his hands and stood up, pretending to be innocent and asking: "What's wrong?"

The weasel was frightened and ran away in a hurry.

"It's nothing, I'm going back to the backyard, you can do whatever you want." Jiang Qiongxing stepped on a stool and took off the basket hanging from the eaves, walked to the kitchen, remembered something halfway, turned around and said, "By the way, I will leave here in a few days, and I can't take you in for a few days. If you want to stay in this town, you have to find another place to live."

Shi Yueren probably heard about this, but he wasn't surprised. He thought for a while and asked, "Are you going to go alone?"

Jiang Qiongxing nodded because he didn't understand.

"You're only so old, and you're going on the road with your parents' inheritance alone, and you'll be followed by at least three or five groups of people before you get outside the town, believe it or not?"

Not to mention gold and silver, such a big child is a considerable fortune in the eyes of traffickers.

Shi Yueren looked at her teasingly.

Jiang Qiongxing froze.

She pursed her lips, her small face was full of seriousness: she was used to the safety and convenience of modern society, but she didn't expect this at all.

"I thought you were young and mature before, but now it seems like I'm thinking too much." Shi Yueren folded his arms, "According to the pace of ordinary people, it will take at least a month to rush from here to the capital. Guess how many bandits will be hidden in such a long journey?"

Jiang Qiongxing was silent for a long time, before choking out a sentence: "I can hire someone to protect me."

As soon as she said this, Shi Yueren's eyes lit up, he bent down and raised his eyebrows, and asked in a low voice, "How much are you willing to pay?"

Jiang Qiongxing immediately understood what he was planning, and asked, "Do you want to go to the capital with me?"

"In the next class of casual cultivators, wandering around," Shi Yueren stroked his beard, shaking his head and said, "I will go wherever my employer goes."

Jiang Qiongxing raised his eyebrows and remained silent.

She has been in this world for three years, and she has never had a chance to leave the small town. She doesn't know many people well, and there is no one who can protect her to go to the capital.

Shi Yueren was indeed a good choice.

But no matter how sloppy he was, he was still an immortal cultivator. If he wanted to ask him to protect him all the way, the price would not be comparable by lifting a coffin.

However, if she couldn't part with the money and was robbed by bandits later, wouldn't she suffer even more?

Jiang Qiongxing weighed the pros and cons, and quickly said: "You are a cultivator, and ordinary gold and silver probably don't look up to me. The things my father left are in my hands. You can pick whatever you want, can you?"

happy.

A flash of admiration flashed in Shi Yueren's eyes, and he joked: "Aren't you afraid that I will open my mouth like a lion?"

"He didn't leave much behind." Jiang Qiongxing said.

Shi Yueren laughed out loud, and didn't ask her what Jiang Hu left for her: "Don't worry, with me here, I guarantee that none of those Xiao Xiaoxiao will show up!"

"Since you want to go with me..." Jiang Qiongxing hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't hold back, "Take some time to clean yourself up, I'm afraid you will be stopped halfway as a wanted fugitive."

Shi Yueren's smile froze on his face.

He's not that...dirty...is he?

Jiang Qiongxing spent the whole day, finally completely cleaned up all the traces left by the aunt's family in the family, and let out a breath of relief.

Two days ago, my aunt and the whole family came to the door, wandering around familiarly, as if she regarded herself as the master of this house, and almost raised her leg to pee on the territory.

Thinking of their proud faces at that time, Jiang Qiongxing pouted.

If it weren't for the fact that she often fainted inexplicably these two days, how could it be possible to drive this family away until today?
I don't know the reason, and the doctor couldn't find out why, only saying that she was overwhelmed with grief.

Die laughing, no grief at all.

Jiang Qiongxing moved his sore body and walked towards his room.

It's getting late, it's time to rest.

After walking a few steps, she suddenly remembered that Mammy's basket and bowl were still in the kitchen, so she decided to take them out and hang them on the eaves, and send them back to her tomorrow, so as not to be eaten by mice at night.

In ancient times, this was not good. There was a steady stream of rats, and they couldn't be beaten no matter how hard they were beaten.

She sighed, turned and walked back.

"Click."

She looked up in bewilderment.

what sound?
Under the moonlight, the roof was empty.

Probably Huang Daxian.

Jiang Qiongxing looked away indifferently.

After hanging the basket, she went back to the room and took off her coat.

The cool moonlight spilled into the house through the window paper, drawing the shape of the pane on the ground.

Jiang Qiongxing nestled on the bed, gropingly lowered the curtains to cover the moonlight outside, turned over in the dark, recalled what happened during the day, and snorted disdainfully.

What's so good about cultivating immortals.

Shi Yueren's words can only deceive children, not her who knows the future plot.

That's right.

This world of cultivating immortals is a book.

Jiang Qiongxing didn't remember the title of the book. She just picked it up from her younger brother's bookshelf to pass the time, but she didn't expect it to be a book about a harem.

The book is not very long. After flipping through ten lines at a glance, she was about to take the book to her brother and ask him what he was usually looking at.

The only good thing is that the place she crossed is not next to the bloody hero.

After racking his brains for a year, Jiang Qiongxing finally determined that the story of the time he was in had not yet started, and there were only the names of the powerful seniors in the background story in the rivers and lakes.

At first, she also wanted to learn from the seniors who wore books. While the hero was still young, she snatched the opportunity that belonged to the hero according to the original plot in her memory-it was impossible to hug the thigh, not because she was narcissistic.

But all of this came to naught after learning that this body was just a miscellaneous spirit root.

I can't afford it, so hide it.

She didn't forget how bloody the world of cultivating immortals was when the male protagonist grew up in the original book. In order to show how capable the protagonist is, the author flew up and down the hills every time a fight broke out, and when he raised his hand, the sea turned into a field. Immortal cultivators who are not high enough are like cannon fodder.

Jiang Qiongxing refused such a world of cultivating immortals.

Isn't it good to be a mortal?
Anyway, the inheritance left to her by the original owner's parents is enough for her to live a life in peace and stability.

Thinking of her own small treasury, Jiang Qiongxing fell asleep contentedly.

 I originally planned to wait for the recommended tickets to be full, but I couldn’t wait, so sad, but I’d better send them out, thank you for your votes (thank you)

  


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