How come I was the one being targeted?

"Medicine King, be kind. Hey, just hold on a little longer. When we meet up with that group of vidyadharas, we won't have to worry about medicine."

Bai Jun quietly eavesdropped on the conversation between the two Medicine King secret believers. He didn't alert them, but instead focused on a few key pieces of information: "The concert tour, that group of Vajra Masters..."

It seems that Jing Yuan's worries are not groundless, and the group of dragon masters are also getting restless.

After sorting out his thoughts, Bai Jun looked at their gradually leaving backs and was ready to take time off to deal with it, but he found that he couldn't move.

Looking down, he realized that the transformation effect had disappeared and he had returned to normal.

This should be a good thing, but the problem lies here——

The space that was originally large enough for him and Qingque to stand face to face became cramped as his body recovered. Qingque's petite body was pressed against the wall with his mouth blocked by him. Their skin was pressed tightly together, and the temperature that made people blush and heartbeat was felt. They were so close that they could even feel each other's breathing easily.

The girl's cheeks were flushed like fire. She lowered her head slightly, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, covering her beautiful eyes that were blurry and dizzy.

"S-Sorry..."

Bai Jun hurriedly let go of his hand, and the girl, freed from the oppression, was finally able to breathe deeply. The rapidly scorching breath met the slightly cool air in the alley, and white mist rose up.

For some reason, Bai Jun seemed to hear bursts of clown's joyful laughter, coupled with the coincidence of his ability failing.

Oh no, now he had to wonder if Aha was really targeting him.

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ps: The daily chapter is about to end. After the concert tour, there will be the much-anticipated reunion of Haji Yang and the Holy Judge of Heavenly Fire (fog

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Chapter 65: Swinging Between Ordinary Friendship and Admiration

"Ding--"

"Praise for High Morality +5"

"5/100"

Bai Jun was busy dealing with the secret followers of the Medicine King and had no time to pay attention to the system prompts in his mind. After he tied up the two men like dumplings, the late Qingque came trotting over. Although there was a faint blush on her face, her expression and voice had basically adjusted, and she was not as out of control as before.

"Are you not hurt?" Qingque asked worriedly.

Bai Jun shook his head nonchalantly, signaling her not to worry, then squatted down and took out the pharmacist seals symbolizing the identity of believers from the two people.

"The evidence is conclusive. These two guys are followers of the Medicine King's secret teachings. Let's go and hand them over to the relevant departments. I remember that a follower can give a lot of reward money."

"I, I won't go..."

But unexpectedly, Qingque refused his invitation and turned down the good thing that was right in his mouth, and his eyes were always looking at his feet while he spoke.

Bai Jun wanted to persuade her again, but suddenly he remembered the basic rule of happy work that Qingque had told him before - after the credit is achieved, it should be attributed to peers. This is not only a favor, but also a big tree for the future to enjoy the shade.

So he stopped worrying and confused, rubbed her hair openly, and went to collect the reward happily.

"Fool......"

Qingque tidied up her hair that was messed up by Bai Jun, blushed slightly and muttered softly. It was not that she didn't want to go with Bai Jun, but because of what happened just now, she couldn't look directly into those blue eyes for the time being.

To be more precise, it’s not that I can’t, but that I don’t have the courage.

...........

Bai Jun carried the two secret followers of the Medicine King and returned to the Shen Ce Mansion. After handing them over to Jing Yuan and explaining the situation, he unceremoniously snatched away the only remaining patrol arrows in Jing Yuan's wallet.

"Hey, have you picked up some bad habits lately? You seem to have fallen into a money trap."

"I don't know either, but the expenses have indeed been quite high recently, and the salaries from the Land and Investment Division are paid late, so we have to think of a way out. Besides, I feel comfortable taking this money. What's the matter? Do you have any objections?"

Bai Jun returned Jing Yuan's wallet with confidence. This was the money with a clearly marked price on the wanted poster of Shen Ce Mansion, so he felt at ease taking it.

Jing Yuan looked at his empty wallet with a helpless expression. Although his daily living expenses were paid by the Shen Ce Mansion, and he had no other hobbies after get off work except raising birds and watering flowers, and there was nothing worth spending extra on, when did this habit of people snatching his wallet at every turn start?

"Nothing, I'm just curious why a dignified Baiye would worry about money. The number of people in Luofu who want to find Baiye forging is almost all the way from Shen Ce Mansion to the gate of the Star Realm. It's obvious that if you want, you can easily earn more money than you can earn in several lifetimes of normal service."

"There's a saying that goes, 'It's better to have nothing than to have something of inferior quality.' Swords may be without flesh and blood, but people are all different. There are those who use famous swords to show off their status simply for convenience, those who inherit a fine family sword but bully the weak, and those who wield powerful weapons but go astray... While every craftsman can't decide the fate of their forged objects, if they only use them for money and fame, wouldn't that be a bit vulgar?"

Bai Jun's response was unusually calm. He shrugged and replied truthfully, "My principle is simple. I only give the sword to the right person. Otherwise, I would be letting this old man and Lord Yan Ting down."

"As expected, you and him are really similar in this respect. No wonder you are brothers..."

When Jing Yuan heard this familiar answer, his thoughts seemed to be brought back to his first meeting with Ying Xing. He remembered that he also said the same cold words to him at that time. It seemed that so much time had passed without him realizing it.

"what?"

Looking at Jing Yuan, who was surrounded by an atmosphere of nostalgia and sadness, Bai Jun felt a little puzzled.

"Heh, just think of it as the soliloquy of a guy with half his neck buried in the dirt. But I remember Yanqing seems to be pestering you for a sword every day. Shouldn't he be qualified?"

Jing Yuan shook his head and changed the subject very naturally. Hearing his doubts, Bai Jun's face showed complicated emotions.

"If we're just talking about qualifications, Yan Qing definitely meets the requirements, but...his mind is a little too obsessed with the sword. You know, no one wants their precious daughter to be kidnapped by an unknown playboy. Similarly, I don't want the sword I forged with my own hands to be taken away by a playboy."

"Anyway, if you keep the swords hidden in the display case all day, they'll cry, you bastard!"

"Ahaha, that's true... I'll talk about him later."

As if he imagined a future where his sword would be neglected and hidden in a closet by him, Bai Jun punched the air angrily, which made Jing Yuan feel a little embarrassed. After all, everyone had different hobbies and interests, and it wasn't Yan Qing's fault. It was just his bad luck that he touched Bai Jun's taboo. So he could only pat the other's shoulder with a wry smile, signaling him not to take it too seriously, and took out a letter sealed with wax from the drawer.

"This is a letter from Elder Yan. I am returning it to its original owner."

"The old man's letter?"

Bai Jun took the envelope with Zhu Ming's pattern printed on it and opened it in front of Jing Yuan without any hesitation. He thought Huai Yan was going to urge him to return to Zhu Ming as soon as possible. However, he found that it was not that simple and his expression gradually became solemn.

After all, this look is quite rare on Bai Jun, so Jing Yuan was a little curious about the content of the letter.

"Well, Jingyuan, I remember you promised me last time that you would give me a month off after the concert tour, right?"

Bai Jun closed the letter and suddenly turned to ask Xiang Jingyuan.

"That's what happened. What did Elder Yan say to you?"

"The old man asked me to go out and do something. The location is a space station of some tower. Let me check it out later..." Halfway through his sentence, Bai Jun pulled out the letter again to confirm it, then said, "Oh, it's the space station 'Black Tower'."

"Ms. Black Tower?"

Jing Yuan showed an expression of understanding on his face. Although he didn't know what Old Yan's purpose was, since it was Bai Jun's family affair, he didn't ask any more questions.

Jing Yuan still had a mountain of cases to deal with, so the two of them exchanged a few simple greetings before parting ways.

When I got home, it was almost evening.

Bai Jun was too lazy to cook, so he found a place to fill his stomach. Then the first thing he did when he got home was to repair the door. After a tiring day, he finally had a moment of leisure time.

After taking a shower, Bai Jun studied the Thousand Faces of the Fool for a while. This time, he didn't smell any scent from the mask. He didn't dare to try to wear it on his face again, so he put it away after a quick observation.

Because he had to go to work tomorrow, he planned to rest early tonight. However, as soon as he lay down on the bed, he noticed the storage box on the bedside out of the corner of his eye. Inside was the arm armor that he had specially made for Xue Yi this morning.

"I almost forgot about this..."

Bai Jun sat up again from the bed. While he still had some energy, he planned to finish all these things to prevent various trivial matters from piling up in the future.

After notifying Xue Yi on Yuzhao, Bai Jun put on his clothes, put the storage box containing the arm armor into his arms, and put the essay book that Jackdaw gave him last time into his pocket. He left home and walked towards the place agreed upon on Yuzhao.

............

"Ah, I'm so tired. I don't want to work."

Miss Jackdaw, who was about to go on duty, turned over in bed, her perky buttocks and sexy long white legs extending into an extremely attractive curve.

I've been in a bad mood these past two days and I'm not in the right state to work. Whenever I get distracted, I always think of the scene when Bai Jun kissed my sister, and my mood becomes even worse.

She felt that this couldn't go on any longer.

Suddenly getting up from the bed, stepping on the cold floor with bare feet, Jackdaw walked to his closet. Instead of taking out his work uniform, he took out the clothes that he had secretly brought back from the last time he went out with Bai Jun from the compartment in the closet.

There was no doubt that these were the clothes that Bai Jun had changed out of in the clothing store, and now they were in her hands.

Staring at the clothes in her hands, Jackdaw's breathing gradually became rapid. Her reason told her that she must not do this, otherwise she would never be able to return to her former self.

But when he thought about the last time his sister kissed Bai Jun, the strong sense of shame brought by the betrayal almost overwhelmed Jackdaw's reason...

She buried her face deep in her clothes, her breathing became rapid, her small red earlobes trembled slightly, her beautiful leaden eyes were hazy, her white, slender legs were twisted together, and her delicate toes scratched the cold floor.

This will be the first time, and also the last time.

"This, this can't be blamed on me... It's all Bai Jun's fault, right! It's all his fault for forgetting to take his clothes with him. If he had remembered to take his clothes, I definitely wouldn't have ended up like this. So... It's all his fault!"

Taking a deep breath of the pleasant smell on Bai Jun's clothes, Jackdaw suddenly plopped down on the ground in a duck-like posture, with her plump thighs pressing against the ground. She let out a mournful cry like a feathered beast.

"It's so abominable. Why does it smell so good? The smell alone is so intoxicating. If it gets any more intense... I'm afraid I'll die. But if I die, I'll never see him again. Damn it, it's so confusing..."

knock --

There was a knock on the door, and at the same time a cold and pleasant voice came into the house: "Little sister, are you there?"

Jackdaw, who was immersed in something, suddenly widened her eyes, her image severely shattered. Even though her sanity, which was about to be destroyed, returned, she immediately buried her mouth in Bai Jun's clothes, but Xue Yi outside the door still keenly noticed the abnormality.

"Little sister, are you in danger?"

"N-No! I'm fine, sis!"

The explanation was still a step too late. Xue Yi had already kicked open the door, and what she saw was a jackdaw kneeling on the ground with his hands hidden behind his back and his cheeks as red as a layer of crimson veil.

"Little sister, what are you doing..."

“I, I, I…”

Even though he hid his clothes behind him at the last second, Jackdaw still felt his face burning hot. His rationality seemed to be gradually collapsing, and he didn't even know how to do something as simple as speaking.

"Your face is so red, do you have a fever?"

Xue Yi walked to Jackdaw's side and touched her forehead with concern. This was her habit when she was alive. But the cold feeling made Xue Yi quickly realize that she was just a puppet now. She put one hand on Jackdaw's shoulders and the other hand across her legs, and put her on the bed in a princess hug.

"Rest well, I'll go ask the doctor."

"No, I'm fine! Is something wrong, sis?"

When Xue Yi was about to turn her head, Jackdaw panicked and grabbed her hand to stop her from turning her head, fearing that she would notice the clothes scattered on the ground.

“Don’t force yourself…”

"I'm really fine, sister!"

Seeing her little sister's pitiful expression, which looked like she was about to cry, Xue Yi had no choice but to answer truthfully: "I would like to ask you to go to Sanyu Bookstore and accept Bai Jun's gift for me and thank him on my behalf."

But when Bai Jun's name was mentioned, Xue Yi would immediately turn her face away. If she had just quietly turned away, it wouldn't have been too noticeable, but her movement of turning her face away was so swift that it was so abrupt that it seemed as if she was deliberately avoiding the name Bai Jun.

Jackdaw's expression gradually froze, and the anxious and shy emotions in her heart seemed to instantly sink into a cold lake. She blinked blankly and subconsciously let go of Xue Yi's arm: "Why..."

"I, I don't know either...so I can only ask my little sister for help..."

"Sorry sis, I have to work later, I'm afraid I don't have time."

For the first time, Jackdaw declined her sister's request. She got up in a daze and tried to put on her clothes, but for some reason she couldn't button them.

"Really... Little sister, don't force yourself. If you feel uncomfortable, remember to consult a doctor immediately."

Xue Yi wanted to reach out and touch her sister's hair. She hung in the air for a moment and then slowly fell down. She felt that it might not be appropriate now. When she turned around, her eyes stayed on the clothes on the floor for half a second, but she soon stopped paying attention to them and left her sister's room.

Standing in the corridor in confusion, the already dead silent air around him seemed to become a little heavier.

Xue Yi couldn't face Bai Jun's "sincerity". She didn't know how to respond and had no answer in her heart.

So she lowered her crimson eyes and pondered what to do, an inexplicable empty whisper echoing in her heart.

"Master Xueyi? Master Xueyi, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong with your machine?"

A green figure appeared in front of her and waved his hand worriedly. In fact, Huo Huo had already noticed Xue Yi standing in the corridor in a daze, but she was so scared that she hesitated for a long time before she dared to slowly move forward.

"I'm fine."

Xue Yi quickly shook off her confusion and returned to her expressionless and indifferent state. Looking at the little guy in front of her, she suddenly asked, "Huo Huo, do you still remember Bai Jun, who you met once last time?"

"Oh? I remember it clearly!"

"Tails, Tail, shut up! Master Snowcoat, I still remember."

Not paying attention to Wei's interruption, Xue Yi nodded after hearing Huo Huo's answer, and put her hand on her soft hair. Even her tone softened a bit: "That's good. I'd like to ask Huo Huo to go to Sanyu Bookstore to find him and accept his gift for me."

“Eh!? Me, me… No, no, no, I absolutely can’t do this!”

Huo Huo's pretty face immediately shook like a rattle, her fingers with Band-Aids on them twisted the corners of her clothes nervously, and she lowered her head, not daring to agree.

"Go away, little girl, what do you know? Hurry up and leave! I don't want to accompany you to catch those boring evil spirits tonight!"