The Psychic Girl

Ye Zhan, dressed in a black martial arts uniform, was sitting on an isolated stone platform at the bottom of the cliff facing the wall.

His face was angular, with slanted, sharp eyebrows and sharp black eyes. His hair was tied up in a bun with a sky-blue jade hairpin.

In the sunlight, his figure is tall and slender but not rough, like an eagle in the dark.

There are gurgling water and mist all around. If you just want to enjoy the scenery, this is a good place to go.

Quietly cultivating spiritual power at the bottom of the cliff, the spiritual energy condensed above Ye Zhan's head gradually grew stronger, and his whole body exuded a cold, lonely, yet domineering aura. Standing alone, he revealed a domineering attitude that looked down on the world.

Although he only has the qualifications of an earth-level spiritual bone, he possesses higher talent and perseverance than ordinary people. People can't help but wonder, if he goes through more time of tempering and practicing, how big a surprise he will bring?

Flying down and standing on the water, Shen Xing looked at his silhouette, an evil smile appearing on his face.

It seems that his spiritual power has improved a lot. The master said it was a punishment but it was more like a special training for him.

"You've been punished by that old bald guy again? Idiot! You're such a loser! And you keep talking about standing up for your sister?"

Just by hearing the sound, Ye Zhan knew that the enemy had come again.

He didn't know why, but ever since he came to Cangjie Sect, Shen Xing liked to make things difficult for him. When they were together, they would quarrel, but when they were not together, they would miss each other.

Feeling depressed, he was speechless at the point of not being able to refute him. Ye Zhan remained in meditation posture motionless, not even bothering to raise his head.

"You should call me Sixth Senior Brother! Shen Xing, can you understand the order of seniority? You just came home to visit your family, don't talk to me! I feel unbalanced!"

Seeing that Ye Zhan didn't even look at him, Shen Xing's face suddenly became filled with resentment.

"Hey! Every time you go on home leave, it's you who doesn't go back! I asked you to go back to my home with me, but you refused! How come it's my fault now! You don't want to talk to me, right? Okay! Ye Zhan, don't regret it! Then I'll just tear up this letter from Dongli! Humph!"

As he spoke, he took out a piece of white letter paper from his bosom and pretended to tear it up.

Letter from Dongli?

Although Ye Zhan pretended to be indifferent, he was still missing home.

Hearing this, Ye Zhan could no longer sit still. He immediately jumped up, walked on the water, and came to Shen Xing with an anxious look on his face.

"Stop messing around! Quick! Give it to me now!"

Ye Zhan was both happy and expectant. He hadn't received any news from his second brother for a long time. He didn't know how his younger sister was doing, whether her dementia had improved, how his parents were doing, and whether his eldest brother was still wandering around busy looking for medicine for the family.

"I'm not!"

Shen Xing is not someone who is easy to appease. He just wants to make Ye Zhan anxious.

The two people in the air were in a stalemate for a moment.

Ye Zhan became anxious, and he grabbed Shen Xing by the waist and pulled him into his arms, snatching the letter he was holding high in his hand.

Originally wanted to tease him for a while longer, but when he got closer and saw his haggard face, his heart softened, and Shen Xing stopped making trouble. Instead, he stayed in his arms obediently with no intention of leaving.

After reading the contents of the letter, Ye Zhan was not happy at all. Instead, he looked doubtful and confused.

"There's no stamp of the post station on it. Where did you get this letter, Xing?!"

"What happened? A few days ago, on my way back to the sect, I caught a few thieves near the post station, and I found the letter on them. I saw it came from Dongli, and it was written with your name, so I took it and brought it back, so I didn't have time to go to the post station. Did I take the wrong one? Isn't this letter addressed to you?"

Ye Zhan looked troubled and puzzled.

"It's for me! This is indeed my second brother's handwriting, it can't be fake! But the content... My second brother asked me in the letter, how is my little sister doing with me? But when did my little sister come to Beiyuan? Given my sister's condition, her family would never let her go out alone! But judging from the meaning of the letter, my sister clearly came to see me alone? I'm confused!"

Seeing that he was frowning, Shen Xing took the letter from Ye Zhan and read it carefully.

His pupils moved rapidly, revealing a shrewd look that only appeared when he was thinking seriously.

"It's really strange to think about it. The thief stole things from the post station, but he didn't take anything valuable, but stole the letter!

When I fought with them, I found that they were all skilled practitioners. This didn't seem like an ordinary theft, but rather someone was deliberately trying to prevent you from receiving the letter. But it's just a few letters from home, why would you have to go to such great lengths?"

Shen Xing was also very confused about this, and he held his chin in his hand as he thought about it.

"You said that the content of the letter doesn't match what you know, which means there must be more than one intercepted letter. If I hadn't accidentally brought the letter back this time, what would you, Ye Zhan, never know but care about most?"

After hearing his words, Ye Zhan's eyes shook slightly and he blurted out.

"younger sister!!

If what my second brother said is true, my little sister really came to see me alone! But she didn't come to Cangjie, then... where is she now? ! "

……

"What are you laughing at?! Is there something on my face?"

Seeing Yan Zini looking at him and laughing unconsciously, Xia Xi immediately touched his face.

"Well, there is something on her face - beauty, my wife is so beautiful!"

Ever since she kissed Yan Zini that night, he no longer called her by her name but simply called her Madam.

It is said that Xia Xi promised him this in person, although she doesn't remember anything.

"How could you be so careless! You hurt yourself just by pruning the branches. How much blood did you shed? Don't move!"

Looking at Yan Zini's pale and thin knuckles, Xia Xi complained but still carefully changed the bandage for Yan Zini.

Yan Zini was the same as Xia Xi. Unlike practitioners, they did not cultivate spiritual energy, so when they were injured, they could only rely on medication, otherwise they would not be able to heal themselves.

"It's strange... your medicine is so effective for me, but you've been applying it for several days, why is the wound still not healing? Is it because I've been changing the dressings incorrectly?"

She raised her head and looked at Yan Zini in distress, only to find that he was staring at her in a daze.

Coming back to his senses, Yan Zini immediately defended himself.

"No, no! I've probably been taking medicine since I was a kid, so my body has developed a resistance to it, so it's taking a while for it to heal... And it was nothing in the first place, it was just a small cut that I didn't pay attention to. It will heal in a few days, I promise!"

As he said this, he was about to raise his hand to make a swearing gesture.

"I told you to stop moving! Listen!"

Xia Xi glared at Yan Zini with pretended anger, pulled his injured hand over, and carefully bandaged it with thick layers of gauze.