"Boss, do you still want to leave?" the third brother asked cautiously.

"I had no intention of leaving."

The third brother excitedly picked up another jar of wine and opened the lid.

"Boss, I toast you! Although this wine is not top-grade, it is very strong and can represent my sincerity!"

"Okay." Chen Qing smiled faintly and nodded. The moonlight outlined the shadows in the yard like water. "I will take you to drink the best wine in the future."

"Thank you, Boss!"

At dawn the next day, Shen Qing had already gotten up.

She held a long branch in her hand, her long, cascading hair tied up high, flying behind her head as she moved. The branch in her hand seemed to transform into a sharp sword, slicing through the air in sharp arcs. The wind whistled, sending a shower of fallen leaves flying.

Sometimes she leaped lightly, like a flying swallow; sometimes she turned and spun, her sword moving as fast as the wind. Every strike of her sword was powerful and fierce, yet also graceful and graceful.

Sweat slid down her forehead, soaking a few strands of hair and sticking to her fair cheeks, but she didn't care.

Scar heard the noise and opened the window sleepily. He just happened to see Shen Qing in the yard and woke up immediately.

The boss is so awesome!

"Brother Scar, why did you wake up so early?" One-Eye lived in the same room with Scar, because Scar's room was cleaned up and given to Chen Qing.

"Look."

One-Eye followed Scar's gaze and his breathing almost stopped.

"My dear mother, I'm glad I didn't let the boss make you his wife."

Otherwise, the boss can smash someone's head with just one slap.

How terrible!

Shen Qing went through a whole set of moves without feeling any unfamiliarity, and she threw the branch away without thinking.

"Can I ask why you know swordsmanship?" Point Seven asked weakly.

"Didn't you investigate clearly before hiring someone?" Shen Qing went to the well to fetch water to wash his face.

"I……"

At point seven, I checked, but the information showed she was just an ordinary working class person! I was so excited about finding the right person at the time that I didn't do any careful research.

"Your organization, is there no threshold for registration?" Shen Qing stretched his legs, "They can even accept something as flawed as you."

"You speak so harshly. Aren't you afraid that others will get angry when they hear you?" Point Seven shouted angrily.

"I must have meant to be harsh. As for whether you'll be angry... Haha, I won't care even if you give birth to a child."

The seventh point stopped talking and decided to learn from the book spirit in the neighboring domineering boss's novel how to subdue the stubborn host.

Shen Qing ate something casually and went out with the donkey that Scar had bought.

What can I do? I already bought it.

As soon as we got down the mountain, we encountered unprecedented difficulties.

This donkey, as if it couldn't get enough to eat, was madly eating grass on the roadside. It looked like it was going to conquer the world with its mouth.

She began to suspect that this village had some kind of magic power. Any living creature that entered the village would become a worthless thing!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Shen Qing stood up and slapped the donkey's butt.

"Don't fucking eat it!"

“Ouch!”

After the donkey was hit by Shen Qing's invincible iron sand palm, it began to howl wildly.

"Girl, everything has a spirit. Isn't it inappropriate for you to beat or scold it like this?"

A soft and weak voice sounded behind him.

Shen Qing panted and turned around, looking at the woman in a white dress who looked gentle and lovely. However, Shen Qing felt that she was ill at first sight.

"Chen Qing, this is the heroine! This is the heroine! This is Shen Jing!" The seventh sharp voice made Shen Qing's head buzz.

"If you don't know, you would think this is your mother!" Shen Qing muttered softly.

"What?" Shen Jing was puzzled. She didn't hear what she said clearly.

"This is a matter between me and my donkey, so stay out of it." Shen Qing gently touched the donkey's head, and the donkey had been quiet since Shen Jing appeared.

Point Seven spoke proudly: "See? When the heroine appears, even donkeys dare not howl."

Shen Qing snorted in his heart.

"Girl, if you don't treat it sincerely, it won't listen to you!"

Well, it takes real effort to train a donkey.

“How to use sincerity? I don’t quite understand. How about you, young lady, give it a try?” Shen Qing took a step back, folded his arms around his chest and leaned against the tree, motioning Shen Jing to come.

Shen Jing pursed her lips and looked at the donkey with some embarrassment. The handkerchief tightly held in her hand showed her worry.

Thanks for the invitation. This donkey looks like an animal without any spirituality and cannot be tamed!

"Tsk." Shen Qing's disdainful tone made Shen Jing's face hot. "You dare not pretend to be so arrogant?"

"You...why are you so vulgar?"

"In this vast sea of ​​people, meeting each other is also a retribution. Miss, goodbye!" Shen Qing led her donkey and walked away leisurely.

Shen Jing had been spoiled since she was a child and had never suffered such grievances. She stood there holding the handkerchief in her hand, tears welling up in her eyes.

I don't know where this country woman came from, but she speaks so rudely, it's really not elegant!

"Miss, are you okay?" the driver asked as he came from behind.

"I'm fine." Shen Jing quickly restrained her expression and smiled at the driver, "Let's go."

Shen Qing led the donkey and walked and stopped, but did not gain much. However, she saw a dilapidated temple halfway up the mountain. She thought about it and tied the donkey to a tree.

"Ah!" The donkey found that he couldn't keep up with Shen Qing and couldn't help howling.

"Tsk." Shen Qing turned back and patted its head. "We are different from humans and donkeys. Just wait here obediently."

Miraculously, the donkey really stopped braying.

Shen Qing walked up the stairs alone.

When I opened the door, an old and decayed smell hit me in the face, which seemed to be mixed with the vicissitudes of time, as if it had been abandoned for a long, long time.

Everywhere I looked, dense spider webs spread wantonly, weaving fear-inducing webs in corners and on beams. The yard was a desolate wasteland, with layers of fallen leaves piled up like a thick blanket, rustling underfoot.

In the middle of the courtyard stood a Buddhist temple, the door that should have been tightly closed now standing wide open.

Looking in from the outside, one can vaguely see the Buddha statue inside. The statue is covered with dust, and its once solemn and majestic face is blurred in the dust. Only its compassionate eyes seem to still see through the dust of time, quietly observing everything in the world.

Shen Qing stepped over the threshold and knelt down respectfully towards the Buddha statue.

She didn't believe in Buddhism before, but after coming to this world, she felt she had to believe in it.

"Lord Buddha, I, your daughter Chen Qing, only wish for a life of luxury, wealth and honor..."

"Pfft." A sneer suddenly sounded from the corner. "Isn't your wish too simple and unpretentious?"