143 Fourth Senior Brother is Really a Genius Like Me
The puppet's mouth, which was made of wooden blocks, moved and made a mechanical sound with the friction of wooden blocks: "What... is wrong with you?"
Ginger Heart looked up at it in wonder.
[Wow, Fourth Brother’s puppet can talk! 】
[Fourth Senior Brother is really a genius like me! 】
"Xinxin is fine. Xinxin wants to play with Fourth Senior Brother." Jiang Xin said crisply, her eyes as bright as stars and full of anticipation.
Zhao Shi, who had been paying attention to her mouth shape, became even more confused.
Why can Junior Sister say one sentence and people hear three sentences?
"Fourth senior brother, this is for you. It was given to Xinxin by my uncle. All the senior brothers have one." Jiang Xin took out a small green gourd brooch from the Sumeru bracelet and held it high to show the puppet.
The puppet Fang Zheng's fingers moved and he slowly took it.
It looked down at the delicate green gourd brooch in its palm. After a while, it came back to its senses and said thank you in a slightly stiff and awkward voice: "Thank you... Thank you..."
"You're welcome, you're welcome. How about we go out and play together in the future? There are so many fun things out there." Jiang Xin hugged the puppet's legs tightly, raised her little head, her heart and eyes full of anticipation.
The puppet remained silent.
Zhao Shi's eyes dimmed and he subconsciously looked towards his own face. When his fingertips touched the rough scar on his cheek, his heart tightened and he gritted his teeth and lifted the silk thread between his fingers.
Under his control, the puppet gently raised its foot and tried to pull it out of Jiang Xin's arms.
Jiang Xin was stunned for a moment, then hugged it even tighter, looking at it pitifully: "Fourth Brother, please don't abandon Xinxin."
The puppet was afraid of hurting her, so it stopped moving, and couldn't retract or lift the foot it had just taken.
Jiang Xin lowered her head and gave a sly smile.
[Hehehe, I knew that Fourth Brother is such a good person and he won’t really abandon me. 】
[We must let Fourth Brother play with us. We cannot let him be killed by Xing Shuyi. 】
[In order to get close to Fourth Senior Brother, the bad guy Xing Shuyi deliberately made a fuss about the scar on his face, even though she knew that he was very concerned about it. 】
[She secretly hired someone to bully Fourth Senior Brother, and then pretended to come out to rescue Fourth Senior Brother in order to gain his sympathy. How despicable! 】
Thinking of this, Jiang Xin became even more determined to protect Zhao Shi.
The little fellow raised his head, his clear eyes full of determination: "Fourth Senior Brother, I will protect you from now on!"
[Don’t be afraid of outsiders laughing at the scars on your face. If they dare to laugh at you, just scratch their faces! 】
[Don't play with Xing Shuyi, everything she does is to get your heirloom! 】
[Don't keep taking the blame for Xing Shuyi just because of the little false warmth she gave you! 】
[When the Tianshui Sect was finally wiped out, your mask was destroyed. Xing Shuyi was disgusted by the scars on your face and directly accused you of being a demon who surrendered falsely. When you were off guard, she killed you with her own hands! 】
The more Jiang Xin thought about it, the sadder she became, and her eyes turned red unconsciously.
She sniffed, trying not to let the tears fall.
[Xinxin is a big kid now, Xinxin can’t cry.] 】
[Fourth Senior Brother is so fragile, Xinxin cannot make Fourth Senior Brother sad together with him. 】
Amidst the weeds, Zhao Shi stood there in a daze.
How could the Tianshui Sect be wiped out?
Who is Xing Shuyi?
Such thoughts filled Zhaoshi's mind, and even made him suspect that the situation outside had changed while he was in seclusion.
A palm-sized mechanical bird flew up from his palm, fluttered out of the weeds, and flew towards the vast and boundless Tianshui Sect.
Transparent threads as thin as spider silk stretched out from the body of the mechanical bird and disappeared into the void, connecting to the countless threads between Zhaoshi's fingers.
Zhao Shiweiwei's cell phone abandoned the bird that spread its wings and flew high, and soon flew to the busiest commercial street in Tianshui.
The shopping street is as busy as ever.
Disciples of the Tianshui Sect with different levels of cultivation were walking among them, all busy with their own affairs.
They either chat in teahouses or bargain in shops.
There were also disciples sparring in the arena, and taking advantage of the moment when their senior brothers had just finished sparring and their spiritual energy was exhausted, they were sharpening their knives to help them shave their heads.
What you see is the harmonious and ordinary daily life of the disciples of Tianshui Sect.
The sect seemed to be safe and sound. Zhao Shi felt relieved, but at the same time, he was even more confused about what he heard.
In the martial arts arena, Chu Linfeng was defeated by a senior sister in the Nascent Soul stage and fell to the ground in frustration.
The Nascent Soul cultivators in the sect are really hard to defeat!
He must practice hard and strive to form a fetus as soon as possible so as to become the nightmare of the next generation of disciples!
At this moment, he saw a familiar mechanical bird flying across the sky.
Seeing the familiar mark on it, Chu Linfeng was refreshed. He jumped up from the ground and waved vigorously at the mechanical bird: "Fourth Brother, I'm here! Are you out?"
The mechanical bird froze in its wings-spreading movement, as if it didn't expect to be recognized.
It fell straight down from the sky. Chu Linfeng was about to fly over to catch it when he saw the mechanical bird flapping its short wings vigorously, trying to keep its body steady in mid-air and fly away as if escaping.
The speed was so fast that the short little wings left a shadow and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Why is Fourth Brother still so socially anxious?
Chu Linfeng sighed helplessly, jumped off the martial arts field with his sword on his back, and thought about going back to write another letter to Zhao Shi to encourage Fourth Brother to come out and play with them earlier.
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On the edge of the cliff, after being recognized by Chu Linfeng, Zhao Shi just wanted to return to his cave as soon as possible.
But Jiang Xin used her hands and feet to hold the puppet's legs, hanging on them like a koala, making Zhao Shi afraid to take a step.
The junior sister was so weak, and he was really afraid that the puppet would kick Jiang Xin away as soon as it raised its foot.
The two of them were in a stalemate for a long time, and Jiang Xin's mind was full of thoughts on how to prevent Zhao Shi from being deceived by Xing Shuyi in the future.
The wind was quite strong at the top of the mountain, and the rustling sound of the weeds drowned out Jiang Xin's delicate voice.
Zhao Shi could only hear his junior sister mumbling, but he couldn't hear what she was mumbling in her heart.
He could only vaguely feel Jiang Xin's ups and downs in mood from the changing tone of voice that he could barely hear.
The junior sister watched a little bit, but she had a lot of thoughts in her mind.
This thought flashed through his mind, and Zhao Shi suddenly realized that these unreal little baby voices were Jiang Xin's inner voice.
This made him feel unreal.
But looking at the little girl with frowning face and deep thought on the puppet's legs, Zhao could clearly feel Jiang Xin's concern for him.
This feeling of unreality turned into a light warmth that slowly sank into his heart.
After hesitating for a long time, Zhao Shi pointed with both hands, and sharp spiritual power burst out from his fingertips, easily cutting off a piece of dead wood.
The dead wood was not even as thick as a fingernail. Zhao Shi's spiritual power was like a nimble fish, piercing into the dead wood and drilling two holes.
Zhao Shi then put the dead wood on his face, and the two holes corresponded exactly to his eyes.
He learned from his previous lesson and covered the dead wood mask with a layer of spiritual power to prevent it from breaking at the slightest touch.
After doing all this, Zhaoshi tightened his hands hidden in his sleeves again and again, then he took a deep breath, mustered up the courage to walk out.
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