Hanjiang hates Cangjingqi
Cang Jingqi held Han Jiang tightly, and for the first time, Han Jiang sensed killing intent emanating from Cang Jingqi.
Although she couldn't see Cang Jingqi's expression, she could sense the danger at this moment.
"I'm saving you!" Han Jiang reiterated his intention.
She didn't understand what Cang Jingqi was doubting at this moment.
Cang Jingqi, still somewhat doubtful, loosened his grip and let Han Jiang go.
Han Jiang guessed that the original owner must have possessed some kind of peculiar defensive ability, capable of protecting against certain harms. But if that were the case, how could the original owner have died?
But there's no time to investigate further right now; we have to take a gamble!
Han Jiang felt his way back along the corner of the wall to find the skeleton.
The sound of running was obvious, and the servant immediately noticed that Han Jiang was moving.
The dense demonic energy on the corpses can affect Cang Jingqi; I wonder if it can affect the servant.
Unfortunately, no.
The servant seemed quite surprised that Han Jiang was unaffected by the demonic energy when the skull flew in.
He was caught off guard: "You actually managed to pick it up? That person's entire body was corroded by my demonic energy."
Picking up the skull that Han Jiang had thrown from the darkness, the servant laughed loudly, "Do you think this thing can knock me out or that the demonic energy on it can corrupt me? Are all the disciples of the Four Continents Sect this naive these days?"
He casually tossed the skull aside and confidently walked to the corner of the wall.
Another palm strike came from a distance.
The force of the palm blew several books off the bookshelf.
"I didn't kill you before, but you definitely can't withstand this blow!" The servant was extremely arrogant and not in a hurry at all. He slowly walked to the corner of the wall, ready to enjoy the sight of Han Jiang lying on the ground, seriously injured.
But in the corner, there was only that skeleton.
Nobody here?
Han Jiang had already slipped back to Cang Jingqi's side.
Throwing skulls is just a gamble on whether they'll be useful.
Han Jiang hadn't held out much hope anyway. He figured this person was most likely killed by a servant, and the demonic energy above him probably belonged to the servant. His own demonic energy certainly couldn't corrupt him.
Her real purpose was to attract attention with her skull.
With her excellent hearing and superb sense of direction, Han Jiang was able to accurately pinpoint the servant's location and throw the skull away, while simultaneously turning and running away.
The palm strike had a wide range, but when it hit Han Jiang, he only felt the wind.
She guessed right.
This body does indeed have an immune mechanism.
So he ran away with even more confidence.
Han Jiang's greatest skill is "quietly withdrawing," an experience she's gained over many years of slacking off.
"They've lured them away just like that?" Cang Jingqi exclaimed incredulously. This was far too easy.
Han Jiang said proudly, "He's just too stupid."
One second he was happy that his plan had succeeded, the next second Cang Jingqi grabbed his neck tightly.
"Really? Or are you and him in cahoots, and drawing him away was just part of the plan?" Cang Jingqi was still weak, leaning against the wall, but the strength in his hands did not diminish in the slightest.
Han Jiang's physical fitness was truly appalling; her physical tests consistently hovered around the passing mark, and even though Cang Jingqi was weak, she couldn't break free.
She tried to pry open Cang Jingqi's arm to save herself.
I just saved Cang Jingqi, so why is he turning around and accusing me?
In the darkness, Cang Jingqi was no longer the gentle and kind figure he was during the day; instead, he became ruthless and unpredictable.
Han Jiang couldn't see his face clearly, but she could feel his intense disgust.
"I... just... saved you..." Han Jiang managed to squeeze out a few words.
"Hmph! Save me?" Cang Jingqi clearly didn't believe him and sneered, "You're the one who made me get close to the corpse, causing my demonic energy to become disordered. You dare to say you're not in cahoots with him?"
"I...don't know either...I'm a disciple of the Four Provinces Sect...how could I be...in league with the rebels?"
No wonder Cang Jingqi stopped her from distracting the servant; he suspected something back then, didn't he?
"You're a disciple of the Four Continents Sect? You think I don't know? You're not Han Jiang at all. I found out back in Anzhou, but I was just waiting for you to expose yourself." Cang Jingqi simply stopped pretending and directly revealed Han Jiang's identity.
A few words sent a chill down Hanjiang's spine.
He knew he was a time traveler; he knew from the beginning that he was not the original owner of this body.
He knows everything, but does Han Tian know? Do the others in the Four Continents Sect know? Han Jiang cannot imagine what will happen to him.
In all the stories she'd read, the transmigrator was never exposed from the very beginning. Would she be killed?
Don't panic, stay calm.
Han Tian loved the original owner so much. If he knew that his disciple had taken her place, he probably wouldn't have spared her life. The fact that he was worried about her safety and wouldn't let her go out just two days ago shows that Han Tian didn't know.
Why didn't Cang Jingqi tell Han Tian?
This might be her chance to survive!
Cang Jingqi seems to enjoy watching excitement, but he rarely actually participates in it.
The spectator mentality often leads people to choose the position of an observer.
Why not invite him to watch from the sidelines?
Han Jiang wasn't actually a true time traveler; she was just an accidental one. The one who truly needed to complete the mission was Wen Xu.
In a sense, Hanjiang is also an observer, but an observer whose plot has been "spoiled".
Her position allows her to observe the participants more closely, keep track of their movements, and anticipate future developments.
What if she invited Cang Jingqi to sit next to him?
Perhaps Cang Jingqi will kill Wen Xu as well.
Maybe not.
Perhaps he will sit down with great interest and enjoy the whole behind-the-scenes story of this grand spectacle that Hanjiang is sharing.
"Don't you want to know... who I really am?" Han Jiang spoke haltingly.
She seemed to hear the servant's footsteps again.
"I don't want to," Cang Jingqi said indifferently.
His words were cold, and he loosened his grip a little.
"No...you want to." Han Jiang stared directly into Cang Jingqi's eyes in the darkness.
Their eyes met, but each harbored their own secrets; everyone was gambling, everyone was guessing.
"..."
They remained locked in this standoff, and Han Jiang felt as if an entire century had passed.
In fact, she could breathe a long time ago; Cang Jingqi had already loosened his grip when she asked her first question.
The fact that the two maintained the same posture was merely a test by each of them.
Cang Jingqi withdrew his hand: "Who exactly are you?"
"Get out of here first and I'll tell you," Han Jiang said, bargaining. "The demon is getting close."
"Why should I trust you? What if I find an ambush waiting for me outside?"
"So what do you want to do?" Han Jiang asked nervously, trying to keep her voice down.
The servant suddenly appeared behind them: "Oh, there were two people!"
Cang Jingqi pulled Han Jiang behind him and faced the servant.
He's recovered! So fast!
The cold wind was blocked, so I couldn't see what Cang Jingqi was doing, but there was a sense of familiarity.
"Go ahead and say it," Cang Jingqi said, turning his head.
What did you do to him?
The servant seemed frozen in place, head bowed, as if his mind was scattered.
"Nothing. What's wrong? Are you worried about your accomplices' safety?"
Han Jiang retorted, "I've already said that I'm not on his side. To be precise, I'm not on the side of anyone in this world."
"What's the meaning?"
Just like in Chinese reading comprehension, the author sometimes hesitates at crucial moments or writes some seemingly random things at the beginning, which can effectively stimulate the reader's interest.
"I'm not from this world." Han Jiang was tired as soon as he spoke, and sat down without caring about the dirt on the ground. "Let me put it simply, Sister Wen and Junior Sister are waiting for us to take the medicine back."
“They’re not in a hurry, but I am. If you keep playing games with me, I’ll make sure you can only play games for the rest of your life.” Cang Jingqi took out a glowing stone and illuminated the surroundings.
Han Jiang: "I come from another world, a completely different world from this one. I came here after I died. I guess it's because I died at the same time as the original Han Jiang, which is why I entered her body."
"Where did the original Cold Dew go?"
"I don't know." Han Jiang shook his head. "The soul transmigrating into Han Jiang's body was purely accidental; it wasn't my personal intention. I'm a victim too!"
The system malfunctioned and caused her to inexplicably transmigrate into a book. The system should take the blame; it has nothing to do with her.
"You say you come from another world, how can you prove it?"
If only Han Jiang knew the contents of the book, she could just tell me a few of Cang Jingqi's secrets. But unfortunately, she's a transmigrator who knows nothing about the book.
"Can't say it?" In the dim light, Cang Jingqi stared intently into Han Jiang's eyes.
"If you can't say it, then forget it." Cang Jingqi gestured for Han Jiang to stand up. "Let's go, let's take the medicine to them."
Han Jiang asked in surprise, "You believe me?"
"Believe it?" Of course not. Cang Jingqi turned his back and walked ahead.
Even if Han Jiang provides a reason to prove it, he won't believe it.
He found it really amusing that this person could even make up stories about coming from another world just to survive.
The fact that the black jade bracelet showed no fluctuations strongly suggests that she was most likely telling the truth.
Regardless, Cang Jingqi decided to keep Han Jiang.
People who enjoy entertainment will never complain about a lack of entertainment.
In any case, things are still under control for now.
Or rather, even if things get out of control, he can still escape unscathed.
"So what's your name?"
Hanjiang didn't understand what the question was asking: "Huh?"
"Aren't you from another world? You have no name in that world?"
"Yes, my name is Han Xiaoman." It was the truth again. Han Jiang had no intention of deceiving Cang Jingqi, because she didn't know how much Cang Jingqi actually knew.
"Oh, so your name is still Han Xiaoman."
So, at first, Hanjiang felt something was off. Usually, people who time-travel together share the same name, right? But then they discovered that Hanjiang's courtesy name was Xiaoman, so they were indeed people with the same name.
It's true that stories don't happen by chance.
The two leaned against the wall to find an exit. Instead of leaving the servant standing there, Cang Jingqi had the servant follow behind.
How did you know I wasn't Han Jiang?
Cang Jingqi joked, "I have mind-reading abilities."
I don't believe it when the cold weather arrives.
You can know a person's face but not their heart; what a smiling tiger!
You knew from the beginning, so the first time you met her, you poured cold water on her because you already knew she wasn't the original owner, right? At that time, you left her in the wooden house because you thought she was with the rebels, and you were testing her, right?
That makes sense. If it were the original owner of this body, his good friend's apprentice, why would he deliberately make things difficult for him?
Watch her play Han Tian's apprentice, watch her try to hide herself, watch her explain why she is different from before.
The cold wind dislikes Cang Jingqi.
Once she gets out, she'll definitely stay far away and do her best to help Wen Xu complete the mission so she can go home as soon as possible!
Another important thing is to restore the original owner's memories.
She didn't believe Cang Jingqi's nonsense about "mind reading," but she thought she must have revealed a flaw somewhere to be discovered.
What is this flaw, and whether others know it, is crucial for Han Jiang's continued survival in this world afterward.
I wonder if Han Tian can help her. Just thinking about it gives me a headache.
Hanjiang is now physically and mentally exhausted, and all he wants to do is go back to Hanshan to sleep until the world goes dark.
She hasn't slept for three nights!
Please, don't cause any more trouble.
There's nothing you can do about it; the more you try to avoid trouble, the more likely trouble will happen!
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