Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

The most important thing today is to seal up the two sets of Yinfu.

Ying Wushu was sealing his clothes in the inner room, while Jinchen was standing by to avoid any accidents.

Facts have proved that the more you fear something, the more likely it will come.

The evil spirit of husband and wife has disappeared, but the resentment remaining in the Yin clothes is still flourishing. After the talisman is removed, it immediately backfires and the Yin energy is thick.

Jinchen stood behind Ying Wushu and taught him step by step how to seal it correctly and resolve the evil spirit.

Ying Wushu, on the contrary, was not so focused. He took a few deep breaths before he stopped paying attention to the warmth behind him and concentrated on sealing the resentful evil.

"The Dao is sealed with spirits, and the evil spirits remain!"

The golden seal flickered, and the two sets of clothes that were ready to move finally stopped and hung limply on the cabinet.

Ying Wushu breathed a sigh of relief, folded it carefully and put it in the cabinet, then sealed it with a talisman and drew a spell with blood from his fingertips.

In this way, no one can open it except the owner of Lingqingdu from generation to generation.

"Wushu, you're blushing."

Jinchen said suddenly.

Ying Wushu subconsciously turned around to look at him and denied, "No!"

It sounds a little bit frizzy.

But she met Jinchen's smiling peach blossom eyes, which were not as cold as usual towards others.

Ying Wushu could feel the heat rising on his cheeks without looking in the mirror.

"Well, no."

Jin Chen seemed to be forced to tell a lie. He stretched out his index finger and poked Ying Wushu's cheek, "I was mistaken."

Ying Wushu: “…”

It's simply like there's nothing fishy going on here!

The space in the warehouse was small, and Ying Wushu was unable to feel the soft warmth in this cold late autumn day, with his heart beating uncontrollably.

[The villain's heart rate is detected +10, totaling 52! 】

Jinchen had teased enough, so he pinched her face and said with a low laugh: "Let's go upstairs, it's stuffy here."

Ying Wushu followed behind him and let out a long sigh, but seeing that Jinchen remained calm and composed, he couldn't help but pursed his lips.

This person is simply... terrible.

Ying Wu Shu secretly complained in his heart and always said things that could lead to misunderstanding, but on the surface it seemed like nothing had happened.

It turns out that the disciples from aristocratic families are all taciturn.

Outside the Lingqingdu courtyard, Gu Cun accepted his first task as a shop clerk, which was to deliver an item to the home of an old customer in the east of the city.

The fallen leaves had formed a thick layer again. Luo Qiu took Ling Gungun to sweep the fallen leaves in the yard. Luo Qiu swept and Ling Gungun patted the fallen leaves.

Luo Qiu couldn't stand it any longer, so he carried it into the store, "Zero, go away! Don't make things worse, I have to sweep until tomorrow!"

"Ow!"

Ling Gun Gun rolled over and suddenly jumped onto Jin Chen, shaking his white head. [So boring, let's do some business! ]

Jinchen, who was about to take a nap: "..."

Before he even had time to cover his mouth, he heard Luo Qiu welcoming someone outside.

Jinchen gritted his teeth, picked up Ling Gungun and threw it onto the counter.

No matter, go to sleep.

Anyway, he still has his wife.

Jinchen lay down on the armchair behind the counter.

Ying Wushu raised a distant smile and looked at the customers at the door.

"Welcome to Lingqingdu."

"Pick whatever you want and pawn it in exchange."

Two girls came in curiously, carrying a lot of bags in their hands. They were tourists visiting the ancient street.

"Wow...it's so beautiful here."

Du Juan pushed her friend's shoulder, her pretty face full of excitement. "Let's buy some souvenirs and take them back!"

Ziying: "I always feel that...the things here are quite expensive."

"Well, it's just a souvenir shop, how expensive can it be? Aren't the ones in front the same?"

Du Juan didn't take it seriously. She was very interested in the porcelain vase with blue and white patterns of Emperor Shi on the counter on the left. "Blue! My lucky color this month is blue."

Luo Qiu introduced: "This is a product from the Tang Dynasty."

"Tang Dynasty... Isn't that an antique..." Ziying was surprised, "Your souvenir shop sells antiques? They must be fake."

Luo Qiu: "It is absolutely true. You can look carefully at the museum certification under each item."

"That's perfect. I'll buy it and use it as a vase."

Du Juan took it excitedly, "Hold it for me, I need to choose more."

"Ah...ok."

Luo Qiu quickly put on gloves and took it out from the cabinet. In a blink of an eye, he saw Du Juan taking out a few more strings of jade beads.

Ying Wushu watched silently in front of the counter, playing with the Qingming Bodhi beads in his hand. When Du Juan picked up the third item, the action of twisting the beads suddenly stopped.

Luo Qiu didn't hear any more voices, so he quickly stopped her: "Miss, our store only provides a limited number of items per person, you can choose these three."

Du Juan was stunned. "Ah? There is such a rule."

Ziying knew very well that once Dujuan set her sights on something in a store, she would not stop until she had her fill.

She thought she had good sense and said to Luo Qiu, "How can you open a business and not let customers buy more? You don't think that we Du Juan can't afford it, do you?"

Luo Qiu: "Lingqing Dudu is destined to be with you. Since the two girls can walk into the store, it means they are destined to be together."

"But fate is hard to come by."

Luo Qiu was handsome and likable, and his gentle voice made it hard to scold him, so Du Juan was successfully pleased with his words.

"Okay, you pack these up."

"Du Juan..." "Okay, at worst I can just go buy a few more bags later."

Du Juan patted Ziying's hand and said, "I'm not angry at all. I'll give you two strings of Bodhi later."

Ziying bit her lip and glared at Luo Qiu secretly.

Luo Qiu shook his head, pretending not to see anything, and put the things on the counter.

"No books, check out."

Ying Wushu nodded and smiled at Du Juan, but his eyes were still cold, making people feel extremely distant.

Du Juan has always been afraid of this type of man, as it reminds her of her own elder brother who hides a knife behind his smiling face.

"Is that handsome guy also your clerk?"

Du Juan suddenly looked at Jinchen, and her eyes suddenly brightened.

Jinchen was woken up and picked up an ancient book to cover his face. Unexpectedly, Dujuan became even more curious, "Handsome, add your contact information for after-sales service."

Ying Wushu paused as he was fiddling with the abacus. His smile disappeared, as he thought he would hear Jinchen's rejection.

But Jinchen just put down the book, looked at Dujuan for a few seconds, and slowly took out the mobile phone he had just bought.

"Thank you~"

Du Juan happily added the friend, just as Ying Wushu had just settled the account.

Du Juan didn't feel sorry at all for spending nearly a million yuan, and even called a driver to pick it up.

Ying Wushu felt inexplicably depressed, but he still carefully instructed: "Miss Du, the Emperor Shi Blue and White Patterned Jade Porcelain cannot be given to others. The fact that we can make a deal is the fate between you and the jade bottle."

"Okay, thank you."

Du Juan raised her eyebrows and without saying anything, she and Ziying left Lingqing Ferry hand in hand.

After walking a long way, Du Juan suddenly asked, "Boss, how did you know my last name is Du?"

Ziying was also stunned, "I don't know."

But when they looked back, they could not see the plaque of Lingqing Ferry.

Just at this moment, a sudden autumn rain fell.

The two little girls didn't hesitate any more and quickly left the ancient street to avoid the rain.

The autumn rain was heavy and the sky was getting dark.

Ying Wushu was shocked, "It's over! Ancient books hanging out to dry!"

Luo Qiu grabbed Gu Cun who had just returned from delivering something and said, "Hurry! Come with me to the back of the store to move the ancient books!"

Ying Wushu didn't even have time to open his umbrella as he hurried to the back of the store to move the ancient books, feeling anxious.

"No book!"

Jinchen almost couldn't catch up with the people, so he quickly opened an umbrella to block the rain and ran over with the book box in one hand.

"Aoao!" Ling Gungun cheered for them and refused to go out in the rain.

However, the wind was strong and the autumn rain was coming from all directions. It didn't hurt when it hit my body, but it was so cold that it penetrated my bones. An umbrella was useless.

Jinchen simply put away the umbrella and quickened the pace of moving the books.

The four people worked for a long time before they finally moved back the ancient books that had been specially hung out to air them today.

"It's my fault... I thought it was a nice day today."

Ying Wushu wiped the books that were the most soaked with heartache. His clear brows were furrowed and he didn't bother to wipe himself at all.