Ordinary observers in fast time travel

Chapter 1122 Guess
"Oh!"

A dark shadow appeared in his peripheral vision, and Shi Jia hurriedly leaned back. A knife gleaming with a cold light grazed his chest. "Screech!" It tore through his clothes.

Shi Jia quickly summoned his paintbrush. A flash of green light appeared, and a small sapling appeared in front of his chest, blocking the sharp blade that was thrusting straight at him.

He finally saw the people who had come. There were two of them, dressed very plainly, wearing white masks and hats on their heads.

"Who are you? Why are you trying to kill me?" Shi Jia couldn't remember offending anyone. Sun Yu's ordinary twenty years of life didn't even include bullying classmates. On the contrary, he had many memories of being bullied by his classmates.

So who exactly killed him?
Shi Jia first thought of Lu Tianheng, but that was impossible; the other party didn't even know his true identity. It was even less likely that he would send an assassin to her home.

Home? Address!

Is it a jade stamen?

But why? Could it be that she failed to materialize the banyan tree? Shi Jia thought of the special nature of the banyan tree; materializing the banyan tree required enormous energy.

Qing Yu Rui… No, the Qing family certainly doesn't lack crystals. So it's impossible that they couldn't manifest it, and even if they couldn't, there's no need for them to send someone to kill him, right?

Shi Jia couldn't figure it out, but now was not the time for him to think quietly. He fled in a sorry state, while making the sapling grow more aerial roots to block the increasingly dense attacks.

It wasn't that he didn't want the sapling to use its aerial roots to bind the person; it was simply that the opponent was too fast and too agile. Every time the sapling was about to succeed, they would nimbly dodge away.

"Are you sent by the Qing family? Qing Yurui!" Shi Jia shouted, trying to intimidate the other party.

The opponent paused for a moment, but the next second, Jia's attack became even more intense.

"Boom! Boom!"

Shi Jia hurriedly dodged, grabbing whatever he could and throwing it at them as he did so. Of course, he couldn't hit them, but he could make a sound.

"Boom! Boom!"

"What's all the noise upstairs! In broad daylight, are you trying to demolish the building?" came angry shouts from downstairs.

Shi Jia's eyes lit up, and she threw things even more nimbly.

"Bang! Bang!" A loud knocking sound rang out.

The two thugs exchanged a glance, then quickly separated, gradually forcing Shi Jia from close to the wall to the center of the room, where they formed a pincer movement against him.

Shi Jia hurriedly used the aerial roots of the sapling to protect herself, gritted her teeth, and rushed towards the door.

"Whoosh—" "Ah!"

Shi Jia felt a sharp pain in his back. He instinctively touched his back and found it warm and wet—it was bleeding! In the moment he was stunned, the two thugs cut off the aerial roots of the sapling one after another, and the sharp blades were aimed straight at Shi Jia's face.

At that critical moment, the door was kicked open with a bang. Shi Jia was hit and pushed by the suddenly opened door, and was trapped behind it. This also saved her from the attack of the two thugs.

"Ah—!" The downstairs resident, who had brought the community security guard to cause trouble, was startled by the scene and screamed as he fled. The community security guard, facing the assailant, swallowed hard, raised his baton, and feigned menacingness, shouting, "Stop! The police are here!"

A hint of disdain flashed in the eyes of the two thugs. They exchanged a glance, intending to get rid of the troublesome guard in front of them and then finish the job quickly.

In their view, Shi Jia, who was already injured, had no chance of making a comeback.

The thug, reeking of blood, brandished a knife at the guard, who trembled in fear and tried to back away, but his legs seemed glued to the ground.

The thug sneered and raised his knife to strike, but a vine—no, an aerial root—quickly bound his body.

"You're asking for death!" Seeing this, another thug angrily slashed at the air root. However, unlike the previous one which broke with a single strike, this time the air root was extremely tough. Not only did he fail to cut it, but he was also tightly bound by another air root.

"Huff~" Shi Jia gasped for breath and collapsed to the ground. He was almost completely exhausted and even had difficulty standing up.

Strangely, the two bound thugs remained motionless, and as time passed, their faces turned bluish-black.

after an hour.

Shi Jia, her upper body wrapped in gauze, appeared at a nearby police station. "...I don't know who sent them, and I don't remember offending anyone." Shi Jia shook her head.

"Or can you recall who is the most suspicious?" the officer said.

“Suspicion?” Shi Jia looked conflicted and murmured, “Impossible, impossible, how could it be? I just drew a picture for her.”

Hearing Shi Jia's soft whisper, the police officer quickly asked, "Who are you talking about? What painting?"

"Huh? I was just saying, it has nothing to do with this." Shi Jia quickly shook her head.

"Whom do you suspect? Speak up!" The officer's eyes were sharp.

Shi Jia hesitated for a moment, but finally, under the officer's sharp gaze, she voiced her suspicions, "But, there's no reason for them to kill me, is there? Officer."

"Don't make wild guesses." The officer frowned as he looked at the newly promoted spirit painter. This kid was no ordinary person; he even had connections with a powerful clan in the Qing District. This Qing Yu Rui must be the young lady of the Qing Clan.

However, it's unlikely that the young lady of the Qing Clan would send an assassin to kill a spirit painter just for a painting, unless there's a conflict of interest between them.

Forget it, let's not get involved in this.

"Oh, I really can't think of anything else." Shi Jia had a headache.

Let's talk about what happened to the two thugs.

"Huh? They're dead?" Shi Jia looked bewildered. "Were they poisoned and couldn't be saved?"

"You didn't poison them?" the officer asked casually. In fact, he didn't believe that the person in front of him had poisoned them. First, no poison residue was found, and second, the poison on the criminal's body had erupted directly from his body, which meant that he had obviously taken poison beforehand.

Shi Jia quickly shook her head, "No, I didn't even have time to escape, how could I have had a chance to poison him?"

Hehe, it really is! The poison was extracted from my own body—the venom of the Green Spirit Snake, which is lethal upon contact with blood! The sapling hadn't even had time to digest the toxins after absorbing them when this happened.

It seems we'll have to make sure the saplings absorb and store toxins more often in the future.

"Okay, that's enough for today. You can go back now." The officer waved his hand.

"Oh, when will this case be resolved, officer? I can't keep living in fear every day."

"We will begin our investigation and will notify you as soon as we have the results."

"OK, thanks."

After leaving the police station, Shi Jia received a call from Uncle Zhou, who offered to move him to a different house. He readily agreed. He now understood why spirit painters never lived with ordinary people. There was simply no telling what unforeseen danger might be lurking at any moment.

Just as I hung up Uncle Zhou's call, an unknown number dialed in again.

"Your Excellency Shi Jia, I am Yun Yi."

"Oh, Yunyi, you guys have come out of the quarantine area?"

“Yes,” Yun Yi said. “We are currently staying in the dark alleys of Red Eighth District. When are you free? We would like to formally thank you.”

"No need to be so polite, but we can still have a meal together," Shi Jia said with a smile. "It's just that I've run into some trouble lately, so I might not be available for the time being."

We still need to move, and then we need to quickly consolidate our Green-tier strength.

"What's the problem? Can I help?" Yun Yi asked anxiously.

"It's nothing serious, just an assassination attempt. I still don't know who did it." Shi Jia made no attempt to hide anything.

Moreover, his goal was simple: to have Yun Yi and the others protect him. Of course, this also depended on Yun Yi and the others' willingness.

If he takes the initiative to offer to protect himself, then their cooperation will be established, and he will naturally become the Spirit Cleanser of the Cloud Rock Hunting Team.

The reverse is also true.