The heroine forced me to fall in love with money

Because Jiang Zhinan is an outer disciple, her scope of activities is extremely limited. She does not have the right to visit many areas of the Qingguang Sect. She has been active on the periphery for so long and has never seen anything.

But this time is different, with Lan Sirou by her side, no one can stop her at all, and going anywhere is not a problem.

Jiang Zhinan followed Lan Sirou all the way forward, bathed in everyone's gazes on her, watching many people salute her respectfully, all kinds of emotions suddenly surged in his heart.

How could she be treated like this in normal times? It was too late for others to hide from her. How could she be called Senior Sister one by one like now.

At the end of the day, the reason was because the daughter of the sect leader, the famous Lan Sirou was standing beside her.

But of course there were some who didn't buy it, for example, when the two of them arrived at the gate of Zhenxing Pavilion, several disciples who seemed to be of high rank stood up and held out their hands to stop them.

"There are regulations in the sect." Several people said, with a serious and solemn tone, "non-inner disciples are not allowed to enter."

"I..." Jiang Zhinan took a few steps back at what they said, and turned to look at Lan Sirou's face.

"Can't you even go in with me?" Lan Sirou took a step forward, her playful and lovely face turned cold for the first time, with a look that could not be refuted.

"Miss." The group of people were stunned for a moment, exchanged glances and hurriedly moved out of the way, "Since the lady agrees, then...of course."

"That makes sense." Lan Sirou raised her eyebrows, took Jiang Zhinan's hand and walked in quickly together.

"Who is this?" After the two left, one of them whispered, his tone full of surprise and curiosity, "Why have you never seen it before?"

"It's normal for the disciples from the outer sect to have never seen it before." Another person said, "But I have some impression of this person. It seems to be the one who is in charge of sewing corpses. His name is Qin or something."

"Ah?" The other people were all stunned when these words came out, "How could such a person know our lady?"

"I don't know." The person who spoke just now shook his head, "Maybe he got some kind of fairy fate by chance, or the young lady discovered the potential in his body, maybe it will be reused in the future."

"It's also possible." Several people responded, and they were silent for a long time, and after a while they got together to start discussing, "If you say that, shouldn't we be more polite to her?"

"I think it's fine." The man nodded, "It's okay to give some gifts."

……

When several people were discussing outside, Jiang Zhinan and Lan Sirou had already gone deep into the Zhenxing Pavilion.

The so-called Zhenxing Pavilion, as the name suggests, is a place where some highly respected and highly skilled monks study astrology. This place is full of aura and looks beautiful. There are various planets projected around it, as if directly stepping into the universe.

Lan Sirou actually brought her here for tea.

Jiang Zhinan had never seen such a scene before, so he couldn't help but stare blankly for a moment.

Seeing her fascination, Lan Sirou curled her lips and smiled, and didn't say anything to disturb her, she turned around and poured for a while, a pot of tea was ready after a while.

The hot air evaporates along the teapot, and the tea aroma is mellow and strong, and it smells very good.

"Where did you get the tea?" Jiang Zhinan was surprised, and quickly bent over and sat opposite her.

"I hid here." Lan Sirou laughed, "This place is beautiful and quiet. It has always been my secret base, and I often run here."

"If you do it too many times, you might as well prepare everything you need." She said, then got up, ran to a bookshelf, picked up a wooden box and ran back again, "Look, Yanyan~"

Hearing the words, Jiang Zhinan looked inside, and sure enough, he saw all kinds of gadgets, including pens, inks, paper, inkstones, fruits, pastries, everything, like a treasure chest.

"How did the water for making tea come from?" Jiang Zhinan continued to ask after playing with those gadgets.

"This." Lan Sirou said, and took out a gourd from his body, "I put the hot water in it."

Pretty well prepared.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhinan unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth.

When Lan Sirou saw her laughing, she also laughed, her eyes were full of happiness and satisfaction.

There are a lot of utensils in Zhenxing Pavilion, and after the two of them sat facing each other and drank tea for a while, Lan Sirou stood up and wanted to introduce the purpose of these things to Jiang Zhinan.

One of the most amazing is a glowing ball.

"What is this?" Jiang Zhinan couldn't help but feel a little curious when he saw it floating in the air.

"This." Lan Sirou lowered her head and pondered for a while, and then sighed angrily after a while, "Why can't I remember all of a sudden..."

"It's okay." Jiang Zhinan shook his head, afraid that he would hurt Lan Sirou's self-confidence, so he didn't ask any more questions, and just sighed softly, "It's pretty pretty."

"If you like Yanyan, you can touch it!" Seeing her curiosity, Lan Sirou quickly suggested, "It'll be fine, I also sneaked around here before."

"Forget it." Jiang Zhinan shook his head, "What if something goes wrong..."

Before she finished speaking, Lan Sirou took her hand and gently stuck it to the ball.

The whole body of the ball is white, with a light blue light around it, and it feels very cool to the touch, like a piece of ice that has been frozen for thousands of years.

Jiang Zhinan just touched it a little and felt cold, so he quickly withdrew his hand back.

Seeing her like this, Lan Sirou hastily pulled her hand to her lips to help her warm with a soft breath, and said vaguely: "Look, it's really... all right."

"It's okay." Jiang Zhinan said, and flicked her forehead with his hand, "I was just shocked."

"Sorry." Lan Sirou giggled.

The two wandered around Zhenxing Pavilion for a while, and the time was almost over.

Jiang Zhinan still had work in mind, so he proposed to go back to the hut.

"Okay." Lan Sirou nodded and said, "I'll be with you."

"Yeah." Jiang Zhinan responded, walking out side by side with her.

The disciples outside the door were still guarding there. Seeing them coming out, they quickly raised their hands in salute. Their attitude was not a bit better than before.

Some people even said, "Welcome Miss Qin to come again next time."

"What's wrong with them?" Jiang Zhinan moved closer to Lan Sirou and asked softly.

"Who knows." Lan Sirou shook her head, but when she was about to say something, she was suddenly taken aback, and then she clapped her hands and told Jiang Zhinan that she seemed to have left the water gourd there.

"Then I'll go get it with you?" Jiang Zhinan asked.

"It's okay, I'll go by myself." Lan Sirou said, and placed Jiang Zhinan under a tree so as not to be exposed to the sun, "I'll just go in by myself, come out right away!"

As soon as the voice fell, he turned around and ran away quickly.

Jiang Zhinan stared at her back and sighed, and smiled slightly after a while.

……

Lan Sirou walked back along the original path, and soon returned to the depths of Zhenxing Pavilion.

As she said, the gourd filled with water was lying on the ground alone, which looked very abrupt at first glance.

Lan Sirou stepped forward to pick it up and pinned it back to her waist. Then she turned around, and instead of walking in a hurry, she slowly came to the ball again.

Then... lightly raised his hand and used some formula.

Suddenly, the blue light on the ball became more dazzling, and the clear and transparent ball suddenly became chaotic, and a picture appeared in it after a while.

And the person who appeared on the screen was her and Jiang Zhinan. At this time, the two were sitting together holding hands tightly, with countless disciples of the Qingguang Sect in front of them, and thousands of great rivers and mountains behind them.

Seeing such a scene, Lan Sirou raised her lips and smiled.

Sure enough, everything will be as she wishes in the near future.

Lan Sirou withdrew her hand, lightly patted her gourd a few times, hummed a little song and prepared to leave.

She's been there for a long time, and Jiang Zhinan will definitely be anxious if she stays any longer, and she has to go back early.

She thought so, and then took a step forward.

But before he took two steps, the ball behind him suddenly spun again, and then the blue light dimmed, and the screen gradually turned into pitch black.

Is it broken again?

Lan Sirou clicked her lips.

No matter how you use it, it won't break, but when you come to her, there are always problems. It's probably because of the conflicting aura. After all, these things are full of fairy spirit, which is different from her.

Don't worry, it will be fine after a while anyway.

Lan Sirou sighed, then raised her lips and quickened her pace, rushed out to find Jiang Zhinan, brought her to eat and then returned to the hut.

Jiang Zhinan took out his little gold bag and took out a needle to sew, but suddenly found that there seemed to be something wrong with the corpse in front of him.

Why does it seem that the wound is much less?

Although she did sew a lot very seriously in the morning, the efficiency should not be so fast anyway...

"What's the matter?" As if seeing her doubts, Lan Sirou, who was obediently sitting on the chair waiting for her, asked quickly.

"It's okay." Jiang Zhinan shook his head.

Her needles and threads are all made of special materials, the gold needle penetrates the bone without hindrance, the red thread penetrates the flesh invisible, and it is impossible to see it when it is stitched.

Jiang Zhinan studied for a long time but did not come to any conclusions, so he could only attribute it to his superstitious intentions.

After all, when she was sewing the corpse, she thought too much about Lan Sirou, her attention was distracted, and her memory would inevitably have errors.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhinan shook his head, took a deep breath and stopped thinking too much, buried his head and started working hard again, and finally sewed the corpse perfectly before dark.

But the red line was also exhausted at the last moment.

It seems that tomorrow I have to go to the mountain to find some materials and come back.

From Qin Yan's memory, Jiang Zhinan saw that the material used to make the red thread is very special. It must be made by mixing five kinds of spiritual herbs in a certain proportion.

Now that Lan Sirou saw that she had finished sewing, she hurriedly stood up to wipe her sweat, and even told her with a smile in her eyes that she would come tomorrow too.

"Tomorrow I have to go to the mountain." Jiang Zhinan shook his head and said, "The thread is used up, I need to find some materials."

"Then I'll be with you!" Lan Sirou volunteered.

"You'd better wait for me at home." Jiang Zhinan smiled, "It's very tiring to go up the mountain, and the mountain still..."

"I don't!" Upon hearing that she was rejected by Jiang Zhinan, Lan Sirou immediately frowned, with disappointment in her eyes, "I just want to be with you."

"I know you may have heard from others that I don't know how to use immortal skills..." She said, her tone was low and sad, "But I am very good at martial arts in the human world, and my swordsmanship and light kung fu are very good."

"Don't worry, Yanyan, I'm definitely not a burden, I will definitely protect you!"

In order to follow, he even talked about this part.

When Jiang Zhinan heard her say this, his heart felt distressed all the time, and he suddenly remembered what the system had said to him.

When he raised his head again, his eyes were obviously gentler.

"Okay then." She nodded, and finally chose to agree, "Then you have to take care of yourself."

"Understood!" Seeing her promise, Lan Sirou laughed happily again, her voice was so sweet that it seemed to be wrapped in several layers of honey, "I will take good care of you~"