Rebirth of the Guardian Cute Baby

What kind of destined person is this? He just left like that!

Zhen Jing looked at the two people's backs as they left without any concern.

Zhen Anan sat next to Zhen Jing and said, "You can't sell it at this price on the street. If you want to sell it for a high price, you have to go to the Lingyun Temple in the mountain scenic area. What they sell there is faith, and people who ask for amulets don't care about money."

"Do you really think I want to set up a street stall to sell things?" Zhen Jing turned her head to look at her, "I don't have as strong adaptability as you. It's not a matter of money. I don't need money, I just want to find a way back."

Zhen Anan was a little embarrassed and quickly explained that she was not in the same group with the bad guys. What she did was just to stay alive and they would not harm her.

"For some people who have a smooth life, living is not difficult, but God is not so kind to me. He has given me too many disasters. I just want to live comfortably, but this is also difficult."

God was also unfriendly to her, Zhen Jing agreed with this statement very much.

"You have worked hard!"

Zhen Anan smiled, looked at the tourists passing by, and said softly: "It's not hard. At least I'm still alive and have a child. I'm much happier than my sister. All these hardships are my retribution. You can do what you want. You don't have to follow me. I can handle what happens in the future."

As the two were talking, Zhen Jing's mind flashed with the image of the man named Mingxin taking out a feather from his purse. He touched all three purses and then put them down.

wrong!

Zhen Jing picked up the three purses on the stall and opened them one by one, and found that the feather was missing.

"Sister, we actually encountered a pickpocket! He stole three feathers."

When Zhen Anan saw Zhen Jing's sudden change of expression and her subsequent actions, she guessed that the feather might have been stolen by those two fashionably dressed and good-looking people.

"What should we do? How about you go to the mountain and pick up two more?"

Before the feather was stolen, Zhen Anan didn't believe that it was valuable, but now she believes it a little.

Even in winter, there are some unknown birds living on the mountain in Cheng Jiang’s hometown.

Cheng Jiang did not say what was so rare about the bird feathers that Zhen Jing picked up. If the bird feathers were precious, they might have already fallen into Cheng Jiang's hands.

Zhen Jing packed her bag and put it on her back.

It really was a destined person who came to create problems for her.

"I'm going to chase those two thieves to get my things back. You can continue to sell the things on the stall."

Zhen Anan stood up, straightened her clothes, and looked gently at Xiao Mo who was playing by himself.

"Go ahead. As long as there are no bad things like ghosts and spirits, I can protect myself and my children."

She knew that she couldn't keep Zhen Jing by her side forever, but she didn't know what was waiting for them in the future.

Zhen Jing followed the tourists into the scenic spot again and walked up the mountain. She followed the route she took yesterday to Lingyun Temple. When she reached the door of the house, she knocked. There was still no silence inside, so she pushed the door open again.

"It's not nice to keep going into people's bedrooms like this without permission."

Zhen Jing said to herself in her heart.

The thought passed her mind.

Immediately, a voice replied to her: "Don't worry about these details. Don't you want to go back as soon as possible?"

Think about it, even dream about it.

Zhen Jing took a deep breath.

She had a vague feeling that the old woman who had promised to give her justice was about to use her big move.

This space and time is full of traps. Resistance is useless and hiding is impossible. She can only squeeze in one circle after another.

Maybe there is an old immortal who is detached from the world living in this room, but her power is too poor to see it.

Zhen Jing sat down on the chair next to the desk, waiting for the owner of this place to arrive.

She remembered the old woman saying that her magical powers had increased.

She didn't know what witchcraft power was, but she felt the difference in her body. Now she didn't feel hungry without eating, and didn't feel thirsty without drinking water. She was becoming less and less like a human.

There was a book with a yellow cover on the table, as if the owner had just left.

Zhen Jing casually turned a page and couldn't help but sigh when she saw the content on it.