"Hey, let me see who this is?"
"Master, is that you who has returned?" Liang Si didn't know how far he had traveled, as he hadn't used any Xuan Qi to protect himself.
The wind and sand in the desert were biting, and before long Liang Si became dizzy due to dehydration and lack of energy.
He didn't know how many times he had fallen in the desert; he only remembered walking in one direction. The road was the same road they had come by, and there were many marks on it.
This place is quite far from Mogan City, so Shan Hongxing must have already led his men away to the Qinghe Mountain area.
Without Master's presence, Uncle Shan won't get injured during the trial, and those demons probably won't be able to find anyone to blame!
That's good, at least he'll be less likely to be fooled, since he still seems like a fool.
"Yes! How pitiful you are!"
Wen Jingge took out a water bag and slowly poured water into his mouth, but he spat it all out. "Master, even at this time you are still thinking of saving me. You are so kind."
Wen Jingge looked at him as if he were someone who was seriously ill.
Wen Xueshan set off with chicken essence to find the messengers who had descended from the sky. Without a doubt, those messengers would have to be killed on their way to find Wen Jinge.
By the way, chicken bouillon now has a better name, chosen by Wen Jinge: Ji Jing. It's easy to understand and tastes just as good as before.
"What did you just say? I didn't hear you clearly."
Wen Jingge picked at his ear.
Either this kid is asking for trouble, or there's something wrong with her ears.
If you have to choose one of these two options, the chances of itchy skin are very high.
She rolled up her sleeves and slapped him, saying, "You've lost weight."
Lu Wei: ...
"Master! Keep hitting me, keep hitting me... quick..."
“Uh…” Wen Jingge’s lips twitched slightly. Confirming that Liang Si had gone mad, she turned and ran away. But Liang Si, who was already on the verge of death, suddenly jumped up.
Wen Jingge ran, and he chased after her. Although he was panting heavily, he became more and more energetic as he ran, and his survival instinct even forced him to use his Xuan Qi.
He blushed.
It seemed like it really was Master before, Master...
Did they run away because they thought he was crazy?
Yes, he came all travel-worn and covered in dust; his master must have been disgusted.
Thinking this, he quickly used the dust-removing spell to cleanse himself.
"Hey! He's back to normal."
Lu Wei stayed obediently inside her body. After leaving Wen Xueshan, the two of them were quite relaxed. The old demon was struck by lightning and stopped working because he was carrying a cart full of evil spirits. He was still being cared for in Wen Jinge's spatial ring. So they had to walk.
If another thunderstorm were to occur, Lu Wei would never dare to ride in that thing called a hearse again. As soon as the thunder started, the old man had no choice but to run, and he ran faster and faster. Fortunately, he was in a spirit form and had nothing to vomit, while Wen Jingge and the others vomited terribly.
"Is that normal?"
Wen Jingge took a deep breath, slowly turned around, and saw Liang Si standing there awkwardly, not daring to come closer. Only then did she exhale a breath of stale air.
She waved to someone, "Come here!"
"Master!" Liang Si smiled, "You, you're still alive!"
His forehead swelled up immediately; Wen Jingge had hit him.
"You really want me dead, don't you!"
"No, it's wonderful that Master is alive. I hope Master will live to be a hundred years old forever and live on forever."
"Wouldn't that make me an old monster?"
"It's better than being dead."
"You used to be so reserved, how come you've become like this after coming down from the mountain?"
"I..." Liang Si scratched her head sheepishly, "I'm just happy."
"Alright." Wen Jingge pinched his face, which no longer had that chubby feel. "Where did they go?"
"Master...do you still want to go back...?" Liang Si asked, puzzled.
In his mind, Wen Jingge should have been reborn like him. There was no way Wen Jingge wanted to go back. Hadn't she already proven that the method was wrong?
"Yes!" Wen Jingge seemed to only then notice his expression. "You threw away your junior brothers and sisters?"
Unsurprisingly, he was slapped again by Wen Jingge, this time on the top of his head.
"Master, it hurts!" When he was Liang Si, his master would never hit him. Is he angry with him now because of Qiao Yu?
But I'm so angry!
Why did Qiao Yu receive so much love and affection, only to become an ingrate in the end?
He chuckled coldly, unsurprised to receive another slap on the head from Wen Jingge. "Master..."
"I now have ample reason to doubt that you are not my eldest disciple, Liang Si. You should leave! Don't follow me anymore."
"Master...Grand Master..."
“I have my doubts too.” Lu Wei cleared his throat. “Let’s go! Thirty miles to the east.”
"Shut up, he can hear you!"
"Oh? Really? Then I'll keep my voice down."
"Are you stupid?!" Wen Jingge rolled her eyes at him. "If I had known, the first thing I would have done when I woke up was to strangle you. It makes me uncomfortable to see you act stupid."
"Then why don't you watch it!"
Wen Jingge: ...
Liang Si smiled, realizing that it was his master speaking up for him. He simply followed from a distance, trying his best not to anger his master.
Did Master like him when he was on the mountain?
It seems he still has to go back!
"Master!"
"I didn't say you couldn't participate. You can participate if you want!"
"Okay." He chuckled, not even knowing how long it had been since he'd last laughed. The smile strained the muscles in his face, making it a little sore.
"Master, if it's possible, could you please not go to Qinghe Mountain?"
"It really is in Qinghe Mountain!" Wen Jingge exclaimed in surprise. "I thought I had remembered wrong."
"Master...you haven't answered me yet."
"Then, little Liang Si, what was your status in begging your master not to go to Qinghe Mountain?" Wen Jingge narrowed her eyes. Liang Si was not the Liang Si from her previous life. She had guessed it when the old Taoist appeared.
The Xuan Yun Sect suppressed him, just like she did; what was suppressed were her memories.
After descending the mountain, as the oppression eased, they would occasionally recall some unrelated images.
"I...disciple!" He knelt on the ground, kowtowing to Wen Jingge, "Disciple is certain that Master trusts me, every word I have spoken is true, if there is any falsehood, may Heaven..."
"Auspicious clouds descend from the sky!" Wen Jingge quickly finished the conversation.
Thunderclouds falling from the sky are not a good idea.
She can't withstand being struck by lightning now; everything on her body that can absorb thunderclouds, including that coffin, has already been saturated.
“Master, I mean it.”
“I’m serious.” Wen Jingge helped him up. “Why don’t we write down what’s on our minds together on the ground? I guessed what you were telling me. We can’t write it too obviously, since your Grandmaster is still here and doesn’t want to be struck by lightning.”
"Yes, it was my oversight," he said, blaming himself.
With their backs to each other, Wen Jingge reminded them, "You can only write one character."
"Just one word!" Liang Si hurriedly wiped away the traces in the sand and added a new word. "Disciple has finished writing."
"two."
"two."
Wen Jingge smiled and said, "Then you don't need to try to persuade me at all."
"ah……"
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