Rong Jiaojiao pursed her lips and said, "Okay, I was thinking that my family in the countryside hadn't tried it before, so I was going to buy two more to take back for them to try."
The woman selling roast duck initially wanted to say that Rong Jiaojiao's behavior was inappropriate, but when she heard that Rong Jiaojiao wanted to take the ducks back to her hometown for her family to try, she gave up on the idea of disciplining her. However, she did not give Rong Jiaojiao any extra roast ducks.
Rong Jiaojiao didn't say anything more. She turned around, made a turn, cast an illusion spell, changed her clothes, and came back to buy more.
I changed my mind three times and bought four roast ducks before going back. An hour had already passed.
Qing Xuanzi smiled and asked when she returned, "How many did you sell while you were gone?"
Rong Jiaojiao took out a roast duck and said, "Master, I bought four. Let's eat one tonight, and I'll take the remaining three home, okay?"
Qing Xuanzi waved his hand: "Take them with you. Your senior sister sent a message that someone from the Xuanmen Group is going to Bing City. She asked someone to send you back. They have already bought you a ticket. Let's go to the train station now."
"How could it be so fast?"
Qing Xuanzi asked her, "What? Don't you want to go back yet?"
Rong Jiaojiao shook her head: "No, I thought it would take at least a few more days."
Qing Xuanzi solemnly instructed her: "Don't rush to break through after you go back. Hone your cultivation properly. When you are ready to break through, come here and your master will protect you."
Rong Jiaojiao's eyes were a little hot. She hugged Qing Xuanzi's arm, rubbed her head against his arm, and said coquettishly, "Thank you, Master. I will miss you."
Qing Xuanzi patted his head: "Let's go, or we'll miss the train."
After leaving the flea market, the two hailed a tricycle and headed to the train station.
The tricycle weaves through the narrow streets, the driver pedaling fast, the wheels screeching against the ground.
In the car, Rong Jiaojiao whispered, "Master, if you encounter any trouble, please let Xiao Jin go. Don't use your divine sense."
"I know, Master values his life!"
Rong Jiaojiao snorted, "If you valued your life, you wouldn't have exhausted your spiritual power, causing damage to your sea of consciousness."
Qing Xuanzi patted her head: "That's different. There are times when you should cherish your life."
Rong Jiaojiao pouted: "Then you mustn't risk your life again in the mortal realm."
"Okay, whatever you say!"
Qing Xuanzi took out a piece of paper with a phone number on it and said, "This is the street phone number. If you have any urgent matters, call your master."
"Okay!" Rong Jiaojiao obediently replied, taking the note and putting it away.
They were talking, and soon they arrived at the train station.
The train station was bustling with people, and the various dialects mingled together, creating a lively atmosphere.
Qing Xuanzi led Rong Jiaojiao through the crowd to the train station square, where they saw Leng Muya standing with several other people.
Upon seeing them, Leng Muya waved. As the two approached, she pointed to a slender young man and introduced him, "His name is Sang Hua. He's going to Bing City, so I asked him to take you back."
Rong Jiaojiao was a little mesmerized. This person wasn't particularly good-looking, but the feeling he gave off was incredibly pleasant.
He possesses a clean, gentle, and refined demeanor that makes people feel comfortable approaching him at first glance.
He quickly stepped forward to greet them: "Greetings, Uncle Sang and all the other uncles."
Sang Hua quickly pulled her aside and said, "From now on, just call me Brother Sang. Don't do this kind of formality anymore, or it will cause trouble."
"Although we are not afraid of them, it's better to avoid trouble."
Rong Jiaojiao nodded obediently: "Okay!"
Qing Xuanzi's teeth ached from watching, fearing that his disciple would be easily kidnapped.
She pulled the person aside and gave her a quiet lecture, the main point being that you shouldn't be fooled by a man's outward appearance; they're all troublemakers, blah blah blah...
Leng Muya couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, "Alright, your car should be checking tickets soon, you should go in now."
Qing Xuanzi then handed the large cloth bag he had used to conceal the truth to Rong Jiaojiao, and once again instructed her: "Remember your master's words, go back and cultivate diligently. You are still young, don't think about other things."
Rong Jiaojiao nodded, suppressing a laugh: "Master, I will definitely listen to you and cultivate diligently."
He waved goodbye to his master and senior brother, and followed Sang Hua into the train station.
Qing Xuanzi and the others only looked away after they could no longer see Rong Jiaojiao's figure. After saying goodbye to Leng Muya, they returned to their camp.
When it was time to check tickets, Rong Jiaojiao and Sang Hua struggled through the crowd, finally managing to get into the carriage after quite a while.
Fortunately, it was a sleeper berth. Otherwise, Rong Jiaojiao couldn't even imagine how she would have survived the long journey if she hadn't seen others climbing out of windows or crammed into corners.
Sang Hua helped Rong Jiaojiao put her large cloth bag on the shelf, then pointed to the bunk below: "This is your bunk, you can rest for a while."
"Thank you, Brother Sanghua."
While everyone was still putting away their luggage and no one was paying attention to her, Rong Jiaojiao quickly applied a few cleaning spells to the bed before sitting down.
People boarded the bus one after another, and soon the people in the same compartment as them also boarded.
Along with the large group of people who came to see them off, Rong Jiaojiao watched them stuff luggage into her hands and give instructions. It took her a while to realize that these were a few spoiled rich kids going to the countryside, and their families had come to see them off.
Of the dozen or so people, only five were traveling by car: two women and three men. They shared a three-person berth with Rong Jiaojiao and her group in a separate compartment.
There were two more berths next door when a girl grabbed a woman's hand and said, "Mom, my seat is next door. I want to share a cubicle with Brother Yang."
The woman's eyes darted around before finally settling on Rong Jiaojiao. She said, "Young lady, are you alone? Could you switch beds with my daughter?"
Rong Jiaojiao pointed at Sang Hua and said, "No, I'm with my brother."
Everyone looked in the direction she was pointing, and Sang Hua also looked up at the right moment. At this moment, several women, both old and young, were a little mesmerized.
The middle-aged woman's eyes were bright. She was pulled by the man next to her and then came to her senses. She smiled and said, "Comrade, we have two bunks next to each other, and they are both lower bunks. Can we switch?"
Her tone softened unconsciously, and the middle-aged man couldn't help but glare at Sang Hua.
Not only him, but all the other men felt a slight hostility towards Sang Hua.
Rong Jiaojiao covered her mouth. Indeed, there are not only beautiful women who bring disaster in the world, but also many handsome men who bring disaster.
Seeing the group making a ruckus, Sang Hua thought it might be a good idea to switch them up. He looked at Rong Jiaojiao and saw her looking at the young people in front of her with some regret, which puzzled him.
He asked, "Little sister, do you want to change?"
Seeing that he didn't want to be with these people, Rong Jiaojiao nodded. They didn't have anything, so they got up and left, and the change of beds went smoothly.
However, the next room was full, so Rong Jiaojiao couldn't use her cleaning magic. She had to find an angle where no one could see her and use a cleaning talisman. Instantly, the bed was clean again.
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