"How is it?" Zhang Jiayao went to meet Zhao Hanyun when he saw him coming out. Although he knew that it might not be successful, he still asked with a glimmer of hope.
"He ran away." Zhao Hanyun handed the sealed small bottle to Zhang Jiayao: "Look, can you sense this kind of aura?"
Zhang Jiayao took the bottle and looked up and down at the miniature bottle in his hand curiously. This bottle was the small gourd bottle that Zhao Hanyun used to store spring water. So, Zhang Jiayao thought it was another good thing. The last time he gave that bottle to his grandfather to drink, the old man was still alive and kicking. What was it this time?
"That's a trace of Chi Chong's spirit." Zhao Hanyun reminded a curious child who wanted to open the bottle: "I just asked you to sense it, why are you looking for trouble?"
"You gave me a bottle like the one that contained the good stuff before, didn't you think I might have the wrong idea?" This was Zhang Jiayao's inner voice, but unfortunately he dared not speak out his anger. He could only obediently pick up the bottle and use his spiritual energy, which was particularly useless in Zhao Hanyun's eyes, to sense it.
"There's a very cold feeling, which you wouldn't notice unless you pay close attention." After a long while, Zhang Jiayao said, "And I feel like my spiritual energy will be absorbed as soon as it passes by. This thing is really dangerous."
Zhao Hanyun took the bottle from his hand and put it in his pocket: "I'll give you a task. Check carefully every day to see if there are any of these smells."
"I'm looking for a scent, what are you doing?" Zhang Jiayao said it without thinking. He saw Zhao Hanyun looking at him with innocent eyes, and instantly wanted to slap himself to death. He thought before speaking.
"I'm a student, of course I'm going to have military training." After saying that, he waved at Zhang Jiayao and went back to the dormitory.
In the following days, I don’t know whether it was because Zhao Hanyun scared the shameful guy hiding in the corner on the first day or because Zhang Jiayao did a good job of searching, but not a single student fainted. Even a weak person like Sun Jingyao, who was the reincarnation of Lin Daiyu, managed to get through every day with a pale face.
"No progress!" Zhang Jiayao was wandering around outside in the middle of the night when he ran into Zhao Hanyun, who was also strolling outside. He immediately rushed over like a dog seeing a bone, cough, like a backbone, and wailed at Zhao Hanyun: "Sister Hanyun, you stay up all night and teach you naughty kids during the day. Even I am a tough guy, but I have to work harder!"
"Get to the point." Zhao Hanyun looked at the singer and songwriter in front of him and reminded calmly.
"Reward," Zhang Jiayao thought. Face and substance weren't important. What mattered was this: clinging tightly to Zhao Hanyun's thick thighs. Maybe he could even escape the clutches of Zou Li, the evil spirit? (Zou Li: Are you sure you want to cling to my wife's legs? Zhang Jiayao: You heard me wrong!)
"What a great idea!" Zhao Hanyun threw the bottle that he had prepared long ago over, and also threw over a small bag. The contents inside were wet. When Zhang Jiayao caught it, water splashed all over his face.
"What a generous gift!" Zhang Jiayao opened the box and found that all the gifts Zhao Hanyun had given him were good things. He took out a snow-white flower from the box and said, "The legendary snow lotus?"
"I don't know whether it's a legend or not, but snow lotus is indeed snow lotus." Zhao Hanyun motioned Zhang Jiayao to continue looking: "And I also put a hundred-year-old ginseng and a hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum. By the way, that snow lotus is also a hundred years old." Zhao Hanyun has everything now. Century-old precious medicinal materials are no problem, and these are the youngest ones!
"Alright, I'll be with you from now on. If you need anything from me, I'll be there for you!" (Zou Li: I heard someone's after my wife!)
"Can you please move aside?" Zhao Hanyun's familiar smile returned. Suddenly, Zhang Jiayao dodged to the side, as if sensing danger. His reaction was much faster than the last time Zou Li had struck him. Before Zhang Jiayao could even marvel at the miraculous scene, he found himself flying. He was truly flying, lashed out by a whip Zhao Hanyun had found from nowhere.
"Ah!" His continuous screams were cut short by Zhao Hanyun thrusting a bottle into his mouth. When Zhang Jiayao finally came down from the air and pulled out the object that had silenced him, he was furious again. "Holy crap!" The bottle in Zhang Jiayao's hand was the very one Zhao Hanyun had identified for him a few days ago, containing the Chi Chong spirit. He instantly felt sick to his stomach.
"Come out!" Zhao Hanyun released Xiaobai. Xiaobai rushed towards a certain place, roaring desperately, as if a terrifying monster was about to emerge from there. As it turned out, there was indeed a monster inside. When Zhao Hanyun gave the package to Zhang Jiayao, he deliberately shook the aura inside out as far as possible. Then he kept a close eye on the area, ready to cast the talisman he had prepared at the first sign of movement. However, this guy seemed quite clever. Instead of coming out directly, he quietly hid in Zhang Jiayao's shadow, intending to steal the things and run away.
"Hehe!" Some sharp laughter came, but not from where Xiaobai was paying attention. Instead, it seemed to come from all directions, piercing Zhang Jiayao's ears a little painfully. Zhao Hanyun frowned. Can't she always meet a normal person? With such an unpleasant laugh, it probably doesn't look very good.
"Little girl, are you looking for me?" A figure appeared in the darkness, wrapped in black fog and unable to be seen clearly, but its voice was really unpleasant, like the kind of voice that was strained and the vocal cords were injured, with a prickly feeling, which was particularly uncomfortable to listen to.
"Narcissistic, who's looking for you?" Zhao Hanyun turned his head away and rolled his eyes at the guy in the black fog. "I'm standing here openly and honestly. It was clearly you who came here on your own."
"You're so sharp-tongued!" As these words were spoken, the black fog around the guy seemed to drift away a little because of his excitement. Zhao Hanyun felt a little distressed when he saw Xiaobai sneezing several times beside him.
"Xiaobai, come back. Stay away from there, it's dirty!"
"Damn human, I was just planning to take the things and leave, but now I've changed my mind. You should stay here too!"
"You said to stay, so I'll stay. Who do you think I am?" Zhao Hanyun ignored him. If the guy was provoked a few more times, the fog would probably dissipate. Now he could basically see the shape inside: a skinny body, sharp fingers, and green eyes gleaming coldly under the light. Most importantly, its entire body was black, which reminded Zhao Hanyun of something: "Why do you look so much like the residue left by burning firewood!"
Zhang Jiayao: “…”
Chi Chong: “…”
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