Xiuxian Work Log

Lin Qingyue frantically called the Pochen system in his mind, but unfortunately it was not yet working time, the Pochen system could not go online, and Lin Qingyue could not be contacted.

……

Lin Qingyue had no choice but to call for help from inside Wen's house.

Someone soon came out of Wen's house.

It’s Yang Zishen.

The young man with a red mole between his eyebrows raised his eyes and glanced at Lin Qingyue, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

Yang Zishen is very rude.

"I thought you were having a hysterical breakdown, banging your head against the wall in the middle of the night."

Hysterical?

Is he sick?

Lin Qingyue was still bumping into the defensive formation and had no time to debate with Yang Zishen.

"Brother, please control me first, and we can talk later, okay?"

Yang Zishen, your indifference is outrageous!

"Don't you know how you became like this?"

The handsome young man had an outstanding figure. Lan'an appeared from his fingertips, kept getting longer, and hung in the air, pointing straight at Lin Qingyue.

The good news is that Lin Qingyue finally stopped, but the bad news is that Lin Qingyue can't move.

Lin Qingyue was puzzled. "How should I know?"

She doesn't even remember why she became like this!

Isn't this something that happened out of nowhere?

Yang Zishen put away his sword, "You don't know? Or have you forgotten?"

There seemed to be a vague shadow in her mind, but Lin Qingyue couldn't remember it. She wanted to shake her head but found that she couldn't move. She could only roll her eyes left and right, hoping that Yang Zishen could understand what she meant.

"Should, probably, possibly, could, maybe I forgot?"

Yang Zishen rolled his eyes at her.

At this moment, Lin Qingyue found herself floating up, passing through the defense formation, and passing by Wu Kun who was lying in the rocking chair. Wu Kun looked up at her, then continued to lie down with his eyes closed.

Finally, it landed under a tree in the yard, and a few drops of water fell on her face. Lin Qingyue glanced upward, and Lan Tang gave her a teasing look and withdrew his hand.

Lin Qingyue: ...

Yang Zishen walked in front of Lin Qingyue, and Lin Qingyue looked at him warily.

"What are you doing? Where is Hua Xiangrong?"

Without Hua Xiangrong, she felt very insecure among this group of people.

"You're talking about Hua Xiangrong." Yang Zishen held up Lan'an and gestured towards Lin Qingyue. Seeing Lin Qingyue's increasingly frightened look, he smiled and said, "Hua Xiangrong abandoned you and went to find his father. While there's still some time, think about your last words."

How could things have developed to this point so quickly? Even a rocket wouldn't have been able to move that fast!

Lin Qingyue opened the system mall and fell silent when he looked at the remaining 40 points.

The girl standing under the tree suddenly smiled, and her smile was uglier than crying.

"I haven't eaten yet today."

Yang Zishen was about to put down his sword when he heard Lin Qingyue's words. He tilted his head and walked towards Wu Kun.

Lin Qingyue watched Yang Zishen moving further and further away from her, and then she came to her senses and realized that he was joking.

I finally feel relieved.

Arriving at the rocking chair, Yang Zishen leaned over and reached directly into Wu Kun's storage bag. After searching for a long time and finding nothing, Wu Kun opened his eyes and waved Yang Zishen away.

Wu Kun yelled, "Are you tired of looking for me? Get out of here!"

Yang Zishen was sent flying by this move, and came back covered in grass seeds a moment later.

"I'm looking for Qing Jing."

"Not here with me!" Wu Kun said loudly, turning his back to him.

Yang Zishen turned around silently, and a stone hit his arms.

Looking down, I saw it was an emerald green stone.

A woman's disembodied voice came from the tree, "What do you want this for?"

"Let me try it out." Yang Zishen added, "Thank you, senior."

Lan Tang: "To thank me, you can help your master pay me back."

Don't think she doesn't know that the Yang family gives Wu Kun no less than one hundred mid-grade spirit stones every year. Even so, that drunkard Wu Kun cries poor every day and doesn't give her a penny back!

Hearing this, Wu Kun immediately jumped up, full of energy, "Why are you thinking about the money my apprentice gave me? If you have the ability, go and get an apprentice! I will pay you back, but don't think too much about my apprentice's money. My sword is not vegetarian."

Yang Zishen pretended to be indifferent and walked towards Lin Qingyue, trying his best to ignore the conversation between the two.

Yes, his master owes a lot of money.

He doesn't just owe money to one person, he owes money to everyone he knows.

No one knows whether he becomes friends with people because he owes them money, or he owes money because he becomes friends with people.

His family is an important source of income for his master, so his master would never allow creditors to ask him to pay back their debts. If that happened, he would teach the other party a lesson.

It turns out that the one who owes money is the boss.

Lin Qingyue looked at Yang Zishen walking towards her and swallowed silently for some reason.

What should I do if I feel a little nervous?

Yang Zishen stopped three feet in front of her, took out the green mirror, and released Lin Qingyue from her restraints.

Before Lin Qingyue could react, he flew towards Qing Jing like lightning.

The moment he got close, Yang Zishen quickly flew up and put away the green mirror.

When Lin Qingyue thought he was going to fall due to inertia, his body made a "click" sound and continued to chase Yang Zishen at a strange angle.

Yang Zishen used a spell to freeze Lin Qingyue and looked into Lin Qingyue's eyes seriously.

"Please think carefully again, have you come into contact with anything strange?"

"Otherwise, it would be very troublesome to test each drug one by one, and your body is very weak, you will die."

Lin Qingyue felt his body restless, and his eyes uncontrollably looked at the stone in Yang Zishen's hand.

She was on the verge of collapse, her mind racing. Finally, she saw the memo image in the system space, and for a moment, she tapped her toes in embarrassment.

Help! How could she have forgotten the memo?

I was so stupid!

Lin Qingyue quickly turned to the memo and found the reason.

"It was Hua Cixi's servant. He once fed me the clay Buddha with dirt!"

After saying that, the two people who had just been fighting stopped at the same time. In an instant, the clay Buddha rolled out and tumbled on the ground.

"Great! Now that you've fallen into our hands, you still have the mind to do these tricks!"

Wu Kun kicked the clay Buddha and exploded it.

The Clay Buddha was caught off guard by the sudden incident. After he came to his senses, he quickly gathered himself together and knelt down in front of Wu Kun and Lan Tang, begging for mercy with tears in his eyes.

"That's not the case, Immortal! I'm just a weak, pitiful, and helpless clay Buddha. I was forced into this state by Hua Cixi!"

"Do you think I don't want to do good things? My master wants me to do bad things, and I'm just a tool. I can't resist at all!"

"The root of this thing is broken, so I can't blame him for having broken things too, right? I'm innocent!"

After knowing that it was a clay Buddha, Yang Zishen probably knew that Lin Qingyue was cursed. He rummaged in his storage bag for a long time, took out a small porcelain bottle, poured out a pill as big as a glutinous rice ball, and directly removed Lin Qingyue's chin and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Ah... ah ah..."

The method was extremely cruel, and Lin Qingyue was choked and rolled his eyes.

So cruel, so cruel!