Chapter 639 Come Back With Me

Is this called a ritual implement?

She put the short sword into her storage bag, thinking that it was better to keep good things hidden away.

Aside from her senior brother, she had never met anyone else on the same path. Her senior brother had said that cultivators come in all shapes and sizes, and one should not easily trust anyone.

It's better to go back. After all, there are always people more capable than you, and there are countless people more powerful than your senior brother.

If she harbors even the slightest ill intentions, her precious possessions will be in danger.

If her Qiankun Bag were stolen, she would cry herself to death.

Just as she reached the main gate, someone appeared in front of her.

It suddenly drifted down when no one was paying attention.

Song Chunxue felt nervous and watched them warily.

"Fellow Daoist, please don't be in such a hurry to leave. Would you mind having a cup of tea before you go?"

Seeing the two people blocking her way, Song Chunxue couldn't tell whether they meant well or badly.

My previous rudimentary knowledge of face reading was ineffective in front of those with true expertise.

She instinctively refused, "I have something to do, and it's getting late. Let's do it another day."

Her intuition told her that she couldn't trust the people in front of her; their aura was very strange, like a misty mountain standing in front of her.

She hadn't fully recovered from the stab wound she'd suffered earlier, so she dared not let her guard down.

Moreover, this is Baiyun Temple, one of the top Taoist temples in the capital, and the practitioners here are all outstanding individuals.

But this world is a dog-eat-dog world, and cultivators are no exception.

"Fellow Daoist, please don't be nervous. I mean no harm. I just feel that you are not from this area. As fellow cultivators, we may have much to learn from each other. Since you have come from afar, why not get to know each other? If you are a rogue cultivator, you can stay in our temple."

Song Chunxue now understood that they were after her short sword.

"I'm sorry, I have an appointment and it's not convenient today. You can come another day." With that, Song Chunxue nodded to them and walked away, avoiding them.

After walking about ten steps, she suddenly sensed someone behind her and dodged to the side.

She felt a sudden gust of wind rise up on her body, and was shaken before she was harmed.

They attacked from behind!

Without thinking twice, she raised her hand, stuck the invisibility talisman on her body, and hurriedly flew away on her sword.

It was the first time I'd ever walked so fast; I almost fell off the sword, wobbling precariously.

Feeling that she might be followed if she went to the inn, she took a long detour and ended up under a ginkgo tree near the Xie residence, where she lingered for a long time.

She didn't remove the invisibility talisman. She watched the fiery clouds in the sky change unpredictably, gradually turning into twilight. The air grew cooler, and after there was no unusual movement around her, she headed towards the Xie residence.

Suddenly, she felt someone staring at her from behind.

She walked along the alley, making a big circle, and returned to the inn she had stayed at before.

Forget it, let's not cause Xie Zheng any more trouble.

She returned to the inn, threaded the golden spoon from her Qiankun bag onto a rope, and hung it around her neck.

Since there are holes on it, it was probably meant to be worn on the body.

Since it was left behind by her master, it must be a treasure, and it might even be useful for self-defense.

Otherwise, her senior brother wouldn't have gone to such lengths to send her there to try her luck.

"Knock knock knock".

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Song Chunxue immediately took out Wuyou and held it in her hand.

To her surprise, Wuyou broke free from her grasp, flew to the doorway, and jumped three times.

It seems the person outside poses no threat to her.

"Wuyou, come back." She said in a low voice, "If you hadn't shown off in front of outsiders today, I wouldn't have been targeted. Never show yourself in crowded places in the future, or you will bring me to my death."

"Bang bang bang".

Wuyou turned back, and whether she listened or not, she floated over to the door and knocked from inside.

It's true, the person outside the door must be Xie Zheng!

"Since you like him so much, just give him the gift and don't bring it back."

Wuyou paused for a moment, then turned to face her, seemingly pondering the feasibility of the suggestion.

Song Chunxue grabbed it and flicked it on the hilt.

"You're a traitor, it seems we need to make you acknowledge your master, otherwise you'll easily be abducted."

As Song Chunxue spoke, she opened the door and saw Xie Zheng standing outside.

She didn't speak, but turned around and slashed her arm with the short sword.

Fresh blood gushed from the wound, and Song Chunxue scraped the blood off directly with the blade of her sword.

"Spring snow..."

Xie Zheng pondered how to gain her forgiveness before speaking, but Song Chunxue raised her hand to interrupt him, staring intently at Wuyou.

"Buzz buzz buzz~"

The short sword, now fed with blood, began to vibrate violently, its blade floating in the air as if slowly growing larger.

Suddenly, Wuyou flew straight towards Song Chunxue, grazing her face.

"careful!"

Startled, Xie Zheng cried out.

But it was too late.

A strand of hair was cut off, and before it could even hit the ground, it was caught by the sword. The moment it touched the ground, the hair burst into flames, and the bright flames illuminated Song Chunxue's shocked eyes.

"Thump!"

The sword suddenly grew larger and stuck straight into the round table in the center of the room.

If it had been any worse, the table would have split in two.

Xie Zheng snapped out of his daze and strode over to Song Chunxue. "Are you alright?"

His eyes were filled with worry. "The people who were with you said you went to Baiyun Temple and got into trouble, and then suddenly disappeared. I've been waiting for you here, but you haven't come back. What happened?"

Song Chunxue looked at him. Tonight, he was wearing a thin, dark blue cloak, which made him look pale and weak. The soft fabric clung to his body, and the contours of his shoulder bones could be vaguely seen.

He's quite skinny.

It's the feeling she likes.

"You even sent people to follow me?"

Xie Zheng softened his voice, "Well, I'm afraid you'll just leave, or you'll be angry and not come to see me tonight."

"Do you have experts around you too?"

“That’s right. The person that the Taoist priest suggested I spend a lot of money to find has been following me at a distance, but I rarely see him.”

Song Chunxue nodded. It was a shame that she had always felt he didn't care enough about her safety; it turned out he had hired a master.

She sat down at the table, looking at the increasingly larger and wider Wuyou with an expressionless expression, and nodded.

"He was with you this morning?"

"Well, I was afraid you'd get angry about it, so I had him come find you halfway through."

No wonder.

Song Chunxue raised her hand and touched the sharp blade of the sword. "Next time, don't let him show up outside during the day. Today, he was caught red-handed by the people from that Taoist temple, showing off his wealth. That person forced me to stay for tea, but I refused, so they attacked me. In desperation, I flew back on my sword."

She was still shaken. "This time I've met a real expert. I need to be careful from now on."

Xie Zheng frowned.

“Baiyun Temple?” He pondered for a moment. “Then we can’t hide from him. We’ll go find him tomorrow and ask him what he thinks in person. I’ve dealt with the Taoist priests there before. Maybe we can explain things to the Grand Elder and avoid living in fear all the time.”

It seems like this is the only way.

Song Chunxue nodded. "That's fine."

"You're not angry with me anymore?"

Is he referring to the fact that the Xie family members were not seen that morning?

"You're not angry that I climbed over the wall and fled in panic?" she asked back.

Xie Zheng gently held her hand. "I forced you to do that. I'm sorry. I will never act on my own initiative again."

His voice was low and gentle, quite seductive under the cover of night, "Sister Song, come back with me, the inn isn't safe."