Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Jingzhi took a deep breath and slowly walked into the inner room. When she looked up, she saw a dark blue quilt draped over the screen.

She couldn't help but feel nervous. Could it be that he wouldn't even look at her?

Jingzhi stood there, trying to take a deep breath to calm the surging emotions in her heart.

At this time, Erdi spoke again: "If you don't go now, the sun will set."

Jingzhi's tears subsided in an instant, replaced by a sudden burst of anger from her heart.

She said coldly to the screen:

"You don't have to do this. No matter what, I will never leave the troupe!"

After saying that, she pulled off the quilt with force. The screen shook a few times, but finally stood firmly.

After a moment's silence, he finally spoke: "...Whatever you want." His voice was cold and firm.

This time, Jingzhi was really angry with Erdi.

She snorted coldly, opened the curtain forcefully, and walked out without looking back.

When the curtain was lifted, it flew high up and directly hung on the hook with a lantern on the side.

Bright light instantly filled the entire room, but Erdi's heart was filled with gloom.

He began to feel confused about himself. He had only known the girl for a day or so, so why did she make him have such complicated feelings for her?

.....

Over the next month, the two had cold faces every time they met. Or it could be said that Jingzhi had a cold face, while Erdi had a complicated and thoughtful expression. In short, no one paid any attention to the other.

Jingzhi completes her work diligently every day during the day, and helps out in the kitchen when she is free.

At night, she no longer slept in, but took advantage of the time when everyone else was asleep to quietly go to the sparsely populated riverside to meditate and practice.

I have to say that although Afeng in this world is a bit annoying, the air is really good and the spiritual energy is much more than that of the Hong Kong area in 90.

But it wasn't that much. After all, this was near the downtown area. She didn't know the way and there was no GPS, so she didn't dare run too far.

So for more than a month, her cultivation had not improved at all, except that the spiritual power in her body had increased a little. However, she did not keep it for herself. Instead, every time she absorbed a little spiritual energy, she would transmit it into her sea of ​​consciousness to Jintong's soul bead.

Now, his soul bead can already emit a little light, which is the only comfort Jingzhi has had in more than a month.

……

That day, when she finished her training, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

She walked along the alley she often walked in the faint moonlight.

The weather was still hot. This place was close to the river, and usually there would be some frogs croaking and cicadas chirping at this time of year, but tonight it was strangely quiet. The wind was strong, and it rolled a few dead branches and rotten leaves on the ground forward.

Jingzhi suddenly heard a breathing sound in front of her.

Her heart tightened. In this world... there shouldn't be such things as ghosts.

She almost held her breath, walked lightly, and walked slowly along the wall, looking back from time to time as she walked.

When she was about a few meters away from the breath, she came to an intersection. She stopped silently and slipped into the alley on the right because someone was coming from the front.

Three people came.

The man in the middle was wearing a dark red robe embroidered with gold thread. He had a handsome appearance, and was rolling two agate balls in his hands. His five fingers were adorned with rings of various gemstones. It was obvious that he was either rich or noble.

The two attendants on the left and right were wearing the same black gowns. The one on the left had a rat-tail braid, while the one on the right had his hair shaved on both sides, leaving a tuft of hair in the middle tied at the back of his head.

The three men strode towards her, but the breath in front of her left suddenly moved. A man wearing a straw hat suddenly rushed out and blocked the way of the three men.

Jingzhi couldn't help but feel a little confused. Was this... revenge? Or something else?

She was distracted for a short while, and the two men started fighting with each other. The two followers stood aside and did not help.

What is this? Fighting in the middle of the night?

Jingzhi was a little confused, but she still held her breath and dared not relax.

Because the two followers had steady breathing, sharp eyes, throbbing temples, and walked silently, they were obviously masters.

If she didn't use her spiritual power, she would definitely not be able to win.

Her eyes fell on the two people fighting. Jingzhi suddenly found that the straw hat man's left hand was strangely twisted, and he only used his right hand to fight with the young master. She noticed with her sharp eyes that the knuckles of his right hand were covered with calluses.

Wow, he practices martial arts so diligently, he must be an extremely skilled martial artist, right?

Just as she was thinking this, the man was suddenly kicked to the ground by the young master. Seeing that the young master was twisting his hand and was about to break it, Jingzhi's pupils shrank, and she subconsciously picked up a stone on the ground and threw it at the young master's wrist.

"Whoosh-"

A sound of breaking air was heard, and an attendant quickly flew forward and caught the stone by the young master's wrist.

He looked around vigilantly and shouted:

"who?!"

Just then, a wailing sound was heard. The man in the straw hat had his hands disabled. Both of his hands were twisted, his head was covered in cold sweat, and he was rolling on the ground in pain.

Jingzhi slowly stood up, his brows knitted into a knot, and said to the young master:

"Hey, little brother, let's just have a duel. There's no need to kill them all."

The voice is soft and pleasant.

The dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, the light became brighter, and the moonlight fell on her. Her white clothes were whiter than snow, and her white hair was half tied up with a light pink ribbon. Two shorter strands of hair gently brushed across her cheeks in the wind, like a goddess descending to the earth.

The young master couldn't help but be fascinated by her, while the attendant beside him took a step forward, looked at her warily, and asked:

"What's it got to do with you? Why did you suddenly attack us?"

Jingzhi didn't want to cause trouble. She pretended to be innocent, with her round cat-like pupils wide open. She didn't directly respond to the follower's questioning, but instead bowed to the young master and said:

"He's already like this, just let him go."

As she spoke, she pointed to the man who was wailing not far away.

In fact, she had just seen clearly that the eyes of the two followers were full of murderous intent towards the man on the ground.

"Young Master?" the attendant asked.

"...let him go."

The young master didn't care much and waved his hand behind him.

He stared straight at Jingzhi and slowly approached.

Jingzhi couldn't help but take a few steps back. When he saw a hint of timidity on her face, the young master actually paused.

At this moment, his eyes were filled with unconcealable amazement, and his tone was a little hesitant: "What's your name?"

Jingzhi didn't like his look, so she turned sideways and nodded slightly to him and bowed:

"We just met by chance. There's no need to know his name. Just let him go. Well, I'll take my leave now."

After saying that, she immediately disappeared into the alley, and as she walked, she began to run wildly.

As for why she ran, it was because she heard two footsteps coming quickly from behind.

Jingzhi sneered and said, "Can you be better than a cat at playing hide-and-seek?"

So she only looked for those nooks and crannies to sneak into, and attached her spiritual power to her feet, running very fast.

Seeing the footsteps behind her gradually disappear, she walked around in a nearby alley before she dared to run back to the troupe.

……

She walked quietly to her crib and just as she lay down with a creak, Erdi spoke:

"Where have you been these nights?"

The tone was calm, and no emotion could be heard, as if it was just an ordinary question.

But Jingzhi was still angry. She turned around, facing the screen, and said sullenly, "What do you care?"

After a few seconds, Erdi spoke again:

"I hope you won't do anything to harm the troupe."

She suddenly turned over and sat up, looking at the shadowy figure behind the screen, her eyes filled with disappointment and loneliness:

"Erdi, we're not strangers who just met. It's been over a month, and you still can't tell what kind of person I am?"

She had endured all the trouble he had thrown at her over the past month, and now he was actually doubting her?!

snort!

If she doesn't have a good time, he won't have a good time either!

Their corner was at the very back of the room, where it was pitch dark.

She quietly got out of bed, groped in the dark, quickly climbed over the screen and covered Erdi, then with lightning speed, grabbed his pigtails and kissed him.

In the darkness, Erdi still stared at her slightly glowing cat pupils with wide eyes, as if she wanted to see something from her eyes, and she was stunned there for a moment.

It wasn't until Jingzhi bit his lower lip that he reacted.

He pushed Jingzhi away forcefully, raised his sleeve and kept wiping his mouth. He opened his mouth, but his mind was blank.

After a long while, he stammered out a question:

"What do you mean?"

Jingzhi sneered:

"Don't you hate me and want to drive me away? I won't leave. I'm going to kiss you and make you sick! Humph!"

After saying that, she quickly ran back to her bed and let out a long sigh, as if she wanted to let out all the depression she had been feeling for more than a month at once.

Civets have very good vision in the dark.

Jingzhi felt so happy when she thought of how he covered his mouth and was so scared that he was speechless!