Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

The next day.

Jinchen opened the window on the third floor, put two fingers together to make a gesture, and closed the window after a few seconds.

The little girl yesterday had such a strong negative energy, but the talisman has not been used yet. It seems that there is no big problem.

They now live in an ancient courtyard with three entrances and three exits, which was also inherited by Ying Wushu. There are many fallen leaves in autumn, so the courtyard is suitable for practicing martial arts.

Of course, Jinchen is not that diligent.

When I went downstairs, I happened to see Ying Wushu coming out of the study, and we said good morning to each other.

"You didn't sleep last night?"

Jinchen glanced at the half-open study door and frowned slightly.

Ying Wushu uttered an "ah", shook his head and chuckled after a moment, "I got up early, it's almost nine o'clock now."

Jinchen: "..."

What's wrong with nine o'clock? Is it late?

"Ah."

Just as Jin Chen was about to leave, Ying Wushu called him back, "By the way, can you help me take a look at these spells?"

"I haven't seen these very often, and I don't know how to use them, so I'm afraid I haven't drawn them well."

When Ying Wushu raised his hand, there was still the scent of ink on his cuffs, and his eyes and eyebrows were full of anticipation.

Jinchen took it, looked at each one with interest, and suddenly chuckled.

"Copycat."

Ying Wushu was slightly startled, not sure what this meant for a moment, "Did you not finish the painting?"

Jin Chen moved closer and touched the lower three strokes of the ghost-killing talisman with his fingertips. "This is the personal order from the master's ancestor. You should write the ancestor worshipped by the Ying family."

Ying Wushu suddenly realized, "Is that so... No wonder I can't sense the spiritual energy on this talisman."

"Then which ancestor is the one who issued the personal order on this talisman?"

Jinchen fixed his eyes on him, and said in a low voice with a smile, "It's mine."

Ying Wushu: “…”

He blinked slightly, then realized belatedly how wrong he was, and his ears turned red.

"Sorry, I should have asked you first."

"Except for this one, the others are high-grade talismans." Jinchen raised his eyebrows and returned the talisman paper to him.

"Boss Ying is truly a man of great talent and wisdom."

Ying Wushu had often heard such compliments from his grandfather during his cultivation, but it was indeed different to receive recognition from a professional.

"Do you want to learn these talismans that you don't know how to use?"

Ying Wushu looked up, his beautiful eyes showing surprise, "You mean..."

Jinchen nodded, "I can teach you."

"But you said these spells are family heirlooms, so there shouldn't be rules that prohibit outsiders from learning them..."

"No, follow me."

Jinchen turned and walked towards the yard. He was dressed neatly in black, and his back looked sharp and oppressive.

Ying Wushu withdrew his gaze, raised the corner of his mouth, and followed him without any hesitation.

He thought this guy was cold yesterday, but it seems he is quite warm-hearted, completely different from his impression of a kid from a wealthy family.

The autumn wind was bleak, and the yard was littered with fallen leaves, which rustled when one stepped on them.

The temperature dropped today, and Ying Wushu wore a thin sweater under his blue clothes, but his palms were still cold.

When teaching how to use spells, physical contact is inevitable.

Jinchen stood behind Ying Wushu, and when he corrected his gestures, the warmth of his fingertips was transmitted to the back of Ying Wushu's hand.

Ying Wu Shu was not quite used to it and trembled subconsciously, as if he was burned by the scorching temperature.

Jinchen is really... in great shape.

Ying Wushu felt inexplicably envious.

"Don't be distracted."

The magnetic voice beside his ear made Ying Wushu concentrate quickly. He coughed lightly and stopped his wandering thoughts.

"Feel sorry."

So much so that he didn't notice the smile in the eyes of the person behind him.

Ying Wu Shu got the hang of it quickly, and after wasting three or four pieces of talisman paper, he was able to coordinate the talisman with the heart formula proficiently.

"It's awesome."

Jinchen saw the spiritual energy floating in the air, and the words of praise seemed to roll on the tip of his tongue. Ying Wushu always felt his ears hot when he heard them.

Ying Wushu had just learned half of the secret technique when he suddenly heard Luo Qiu's cry of collapse.

“No book!!!”

Luo Qiu rushed into the yard holding an unknown object in his arms, and shouted with a sad face, "He's eating too much... I just opened a box of chocolates! It's all gone!"

As he made this accusation, Jinchen realized that the unidentified object was Ling Gungun, whose face was covered with chocolate sauce.

【Host! ! 】

Ling Gungun roared and wanted to jump into his arms.

Jinchen: "..."

He quickly stopped her and instead held her neck with one hand and shook her, "You are a pig. You have claws, but you can still eat like this."

“…Ah.”

[It melted too quickly! I ate it in a hurry! ]

Be confident!

Ling Gungun struggled and kicked his legs, trying to break free from the restraints on his neck, but obviously failed.

“…Ah!”

It kicked its hind legs again, and tried to grab Ying Wushu's arm with its claws, and made a pitiful sound.

Lord God, save me!

Ying Wushu heard a hint of a plea for help, touched the remaining white hair on his head, and said with a smile: "You should go take a shower."

Jinchen nodded grimly, "Leave it to me."

No! My life is over!

Ling Gungun struggled even more happily.

Ying Wushu looked at Jinchen hesitantly, "You...be gentle."

Jinchen: "..."

He quietly grabbed Ling Gungun's complaining claws, but did not refuse, "Okay."

He casually took out a magic weapon and threw it to Luo Qiu, "Food expenses, this one."

Luo Qiu: “…Wow!”

What's chocolate!

Magical weapons are truly useful!

"Don't worry! There are plenty of snacks in my room, you can come over and eat anytime!"

"Ouch!"

Zero rolled with joy in response.

Jinchen's eyebrows twitched, and he carried the dusty pile into the bathroom.

A few minutes later, Ying Wushu and Luo Qiu heard heart-wrenching cries outside the yard.

Luo Qiu blushed, "Is it really okay to treat a divine beast like this?"

That is their fortune-making treasure now!

Luo Qiu looked at Ying Wushu again, leaned over and bumped his shoulder, "Why are you grinning like an idiot? Is it because of Jinchen's compliment just now?"

He hissed, scratching his head.

"He said you are a genius, but you have been called a genius by many people. Does his praise have any other meaning?"

"What are you talking about? I'm just happy that I learned a new skill." Ying Wushu explained, with a hint of joy on his brows.

"That's what I said, but... this hero is really amazing. He got an employee for free and can also learn magic. It's killing two birds with one stone."

Luo Qiu nodded to himself, "You two are really destined to be together."

Unlike him, he went out to save someone and almost got into a bad relationship. Fortunately, the rich second generation couldn't find where he lived.

After Ling Gungun was washed clean again and his hair was dried, he went to Lingqingdu to work.

But just before leaving, Ying Wushu suddenly felt an unbearable burning sensation in his palms.

He frowned solemnly, raised his hand to look at the lines on his palm, and calculated with his left hand hanging by his side.

"It seems something happened. It was that girl from yesterday."

Jinchen hummed in confusion.

"The charm she was given can ward off a ghost's attack, but she hasn't used it yet... Could it be that she lost it?"

Ying Wushu: "We have to go and take a look."

Luo Qiu raised his hand, "I remember the hospital she mentioned yesterday!"