Chapter 72
Chang He said, "How dare you talk like that, you little brat!" But when he heard what happened, his expression changed immediately. He put his arm around A Qiu's shoulders and said with admiration, "You are worthy of being our A Qiu!"
Aqiu: “…”
Everything about their sect is good, except that the uncles don't look serious, and they all have the ability to change their faces.
Chang He saw that Heng Yi and Yuan Jing had two huge dark circles on their clean faces, and Jiang Yin's face was not looking good either, so he urged them to go back to the bedroom to sleep, but left A Qiu and Rong Jing behind.
Yuan Jing knew that Uncle Changhe must have something to say to Aqiu and the others. Looking at Uncle Changhe, although he was not in good health, he could touch his handsome face and said that he seemed to have lost weight due to hunger in the past two days. So he took his two fellow apprentices out of Changhe's room with peace of mind.
Hengyi's room was on the right. After the excitement, fatigue came over him. He yawned quickly, waved to his brothers and sisters with moist eyes, and turned away.
Jiang Yin hesitated for a few seconds, clearly wanting to say something to Yuan Jing, but Yuan Jing simply patted his shoulder and motioned for him to follow him. The two then walked towards the shrine, talking as they went.
But most of the time it was Yuan Jing who did the talking.
"When we saw Junior Brother and Ah Xi appear in front of us that day, we were all very happy because it meant Junior Brother had another good friend to accompany him."
"I know what you're worried about, Junior Brother. But it's not just Ah Xi who's at fault. Ah Xi is the victim. With Uncle Chang He's temper, he won't vent his anger on Ah Xi, so Junior Brother, don't worry."
"But..." Jiang Yin moved his lips and whispered, "If I hadn't brought Ah Xi back..."
Yuan Jing interrupted him before he could finish his words. He shrugged and said, "Even without Ah Xi, there would be other little ghosts. It's all the same. That Ji Gu has been eyeing our Huaqing Sect for a long time and will definitely try every possible way to sneak in. Without Ah Xi, it will choose other methods. In the end, our Huaqing Sect is doomed to suffer a disaster."
Yuan Jing looked at Jiang Yin's slightly pale face and noticed his trembling eyelashes.
He is the eldest senior brother of Huaqing Sect, and is usually asked by his uncles to discipline his junior brothers. Over the years, he has always paid attention to Jiang Yin, and naturally knows Jiang Yin's temperament. He is stubborn and is unwilling to open his heart because of the matter between his mother and his uncle Liu Yi.
If Yuan Jing remembered correctly, Jiang Yin had been in a coma for two days after his uncle Liu Yi's accident due to the overwhelming shock he felt. He was also plagued by nightmares. In his sleep, he cried like a child, even wondering to himself if he was a disaster.
It is hard to imagine that a person who has lived in a Taoist temple for many years would have such thoughts, but the fact exists.
Jiang Yin is just too insecure.
The blow he suffered that year made him completely isolate himself in his own world, and he never opened that door again.
But now, Yuan Jing wanted to try to open the door.
"Junior Brother Jiang Yin, I'm not the one involved, so no matter how much I say, it might be useless. So I suggest you take Ah Xi to find Uncle Changhe. Uncle Changhe will give you the answer. But I personally think that the answers we give are the same. Huaqing Sect will not abandon its companions."
Yuan Jing raised his hand and put his arm around Jiang Yin's shoulders like a brother.
He could clearly feel Jiang Yin's body suddenly tense up when his arm touched his shoulder, but Jiang Yin did not shrink his body nervously as usual. Instead, he hurriedly broke free and walked away quickly.
He just lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and slowly relaxed himself.
After a long time, the two walked in silence until they reached the cemetery. When they opened the door, Jiang Yin turned around and said to Yuan Jing, "Thank you, Brother Yuan Jing."
Yuan Jing smiled and said, "Don't be so polite, Junior Brother Jiang Yin."
…
In Changhe's room, he was leaning against the bed.
Although the curse had been removed, Changhe still had knife wounds left by Ji Gu on his body, and these wounds did not heal quickly. Changhe tried to twist his body, but he pulled the wound under the gauze without noticing, and he grimaced in pain.
Ah Qiu folded his arms and looked at him, snorting coldly: "Serves you right."
Chang He: "... Brat, can you please give me some face? Besides, he's so strong, it's normal that I can't beat him. Even if any of your uncles were here, they wouldn't be able to beat Ji Gu. And I just happened to be the unlucky one left behind."
Speaking of this, Aqiu couldn't help but ask, "So what on earth did the other uncles do?"
Chang He: "There's something wrong with the dragon vein under Jiangyang Mountain. The four of them went to Jiangyang Mountain to check the situation. Before they left, your uncle Changyun calculated that I would be fine."
Hearing this, Ah Qiu said sarcastically, "That's right, if Uncle Changyun dares to tell fortunes, you dare to believe him."
Chang He: “…”
However, could you please consider that there is a mirror next to it?
He didn't want to talk to Aqiu anymore, so he turned his head and looked at Rong Jing decisively. He had heard Rong Jing's name from Aqiu before, and he knew that the Huaqing Sect's escape this time was also due to Rong Jing. Chang He looked at Rong Jing with a look of elder's kindness, but upon closer inspection, it seemed that there was also a hint of ill intention.
He asked, "Rong Jing, what do you think of our Huaqing Sect? Are you interested in becoming our junior disciple?"
Rong Jing: “…Ah?”
The real junior apprentice, Aqiu: “……?”
Chang He smiled gently and said, "Or you can just become the uncle to these brats. After all, with your ability, you are more than capable of suppressing them. Being their junior brother would be a bit unfair to you."
Ah Qiu suddenly uttered: "Hehe."
Chang He secretly patted him and signaled to A Qiu with his eyes - don't disturb your uncle from kidnapping people.
He blinked again, indicating - even if Rong Jing really came, you are still the favorite of your uncle.
Unfortunately, Chang He's behavior was no different from flirting with a blind man. Ah Qiu didn't even glance at him, but snorted coldly: "Then you'd better dream on. In your dream, you can even let Rong Jing become the ancestor of our Huaqing Sect."
Chang He: “…”
Rong Jing: “…”
Rong Jing gently reminded: "This is not a good idea even in a dream."
Then he turned to look at Chang He, and when he saw the hopeful expression on his face, he gave an apologetic smile and explained, "Sorry, Uncle Chang He, I already have a sect."
Chang He was stunned: "You have a sect?"
Why haven’t you heard of it?
Currently, most sects and Taoist temples across the country have joined the Tianshi Alliance. Every year, the Tianshi Alliance holds several events to bring together the younger generation from each temple, allowing these old men to brag about how talented their own sect's children are. Chang He attended one of these events and basically got to know the outstanding young people within most sects.
He has such a powerful ghost by his side and is a top-notch fortune teller, so why doesn't anyone brag about it?
Is there something wrong?
Just as this thought emerged in Chang He's mind, he heard Rong Jing say, "I am a disciple of Taoist Taixu of Xuantian Temple."
Xuantian Temple? !
Chang He was shocked by these three words.
Although there are still distinctions between genuine and pirated Xuantian Temple, most of them refer to the pirated Xuantian Temple by its original name, Taozi Temple. Therefore, as soon as he heard it, he realized that Rong Jing belonged to the official version of Xuantian Temple.
Or under the tutelage of Taoist Taixu...
Chang He calmly covered himself with the quilt and nodded: "It's okay then. You two should go to bed early. We can talk about it tomorrow if there is anything."
Ah Qiu continued in a sarcastic tone: "No, isn't it true that our Taoist temple is still short of a junior uncle?"
Chang He: “…”
Fortunately, Aqiu didn’t say anything more, otherwise Changhe was really afraid that he would be angry to death.
After closing the door of the chariot room, Ah Qiu walked with Rong Jing along the path of Huaqing Gate. His expression changed, his shoulders slumped, and he exhaled a breath of turbid air. He said to the two of them, "Rong Jing, Senior Si Liu, thank you so much. If it weren't for you this time, our Huaqing Gate would have been in trouble."
Uncle Changhe is unconscious, and no one can defeat Ji Gu. If he steps into the trap and takes the ancient book back, not only will he die, but Ji Gu, who has the ancient book, will probably not let go of other people from Huaqing Sect.
His eyes were serious. "I will never forget your great kindness. If you need anything in the future, just call me anytime. I will do anything for you, no matter how hard it takes."
"Don't be so polite, we're all friends." Rong Jing curled his eyes and asked Aqiu, "There shouldn't be any more problems at Huaqingmen. When do you plan to leave?"
"I've taken three days off, so I can stay here for two more. It's been a while since I've been back, so I'd like to catch up with my fellow disciples." Aqiu grew up in Huaqing Sect, but a few years ago, he moved to Yancheng to join a special unit, returning only once during the Lunar New Year. During that time, fellow disciples with families would go back to their own homes, so Aqiu hadn't seen them in ages.
Now is an opportunity.
Then he turned to Rong Jing, "I heard from Senior Si Liu that you guys are planning to go to the market in Yanhe. I'll go with you then, and I guarantee you'll come back with a lot of stuff."
"good."
Rong Jing and Aqiu parted ways in front of the former's bedroom. Rong Jing yawned as he went to wash up, then yawned again as he lay on his bed, checking his phone. It was already 2:30 in the morning. Rong Jing wanted to send something to Xie Changshi, but felt it was too late. He typed back and forth in the dialog box for a long time, then deleted it.
Just when he was about to give up, the words "the other party is typing" appeared below Xie Changshi's name on the page.
Rong Jing blinked, feeling surprised.
Then, the information belonging to Xie Changshi appeared in front of Rong Jing.
Xie Changshi: Still not asleep?
These three simple words inexplicably made Rong Jing feel a joy that came from the bottom of his heart, and the sleepiness in his head disappeared without a trace in an instant.
He made a video call to Xie Changshi.
When the video call was made, Rong Jing's room was pitch black, but Xie Changshi's room had the night light on. The dim and soft light illuminated his upper body leaning against the headboard, giving his prominent eyebrows a touch of indescribable tenderness.
"Why don't you turn on the lights?" Xie Changshi asked him in a low and hoarse voice, looking at the pitch-black screen on his phone.
Rong Jing rolled over on the bed and said nonsense seriously, "It's the custom of Huaqing Sect to have no electricity at night."
Xie Changshi raised his eyebrows.
I don’t know if there was any letter, I just said: “Really? I thought some little zombies were shy and wouldn’t let me see it.”
Rong Jing pinched his cheeks. He had fair skin, and it was easy for the skin on his face and body to leave marks if he applied force. But after hearing what Xie Changshi said, he ignored the truth and started to bluff seriously again: "Our little zombie's skin is much thicker than yours!"
Xie Changshi smiled softly.
The laughter was magnetic and penetrated into Rong Jing's ears, making him feel as if many small ants were crawling on his heart, making him feel very itchy. Then, inexplicably, his ears began to turn red.
He thought, it’s a good thing the lights were not on, so Xie Changshi couldn’t see it.
He rolled up the quilt a little tighter and asked him quietly, "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"
"I slept too much and I'm thirsty." When Xie Changshi said this, he really felt that fate was quite wonderful.
He just felt thirsty in the middle of the night, so he got up to drink some water. When he returned to his room, he thought of the empty room next door. He didn't know what was in his mind, but he subconsciously picked up his mobile phone and opened the dialog box of Rongjing. As a result, he saw the words "the other party is typing" appearing on the dialog box.
At that moment, Xie Changshi couldn't describe his feeling, but he just felt very satisfied.
Because when he was thinking about Rong Jing, Rong Jing was also thinking about him.
"How about you?" Xie Changshi asked, "Are you done yet?"
During the day, Rong Jing mentioned that they wanted to catch the bad guys at night.
Judging from the fact that he is in the mood to video chat with him now, he must have caught the bad guy.
Rong Jing nodded, eager to share his experience that night. He spoke excitedly, and Xie Changshi listened attentively. After he finished, Xie Changshi suddenly asked him, "Isn't it the rule of Huaqingmen? Why is the light on in the next room?"
Rong Jing turned her head suddenly and saw that the light in the monastery opposite suddenly lit up. It must be the young Taoist priest inside going to the bathroom.
Rong Jing: "...Why are your eyesight so good?"
Xie Changshi hummed, then slowly said, "Because I didn't give up, I wanted to see if I could find you in the pitch-black camera."
Rong Jing blushed again, hesitating, not knowing what to say, and finally managed only one sentence: "Why don't we go to bed first."
It’s really not early anymore.
Xie Changshi did not refuse. After all, Rong Jing must have put a lot of thought into it these two days and was probably tired.
"Then we'll talk about it tomorrow."
"Uh-huh."
After the video call ended, Rong Jing put the phone next to the pillow, then buried her face in the quilt, and couldn't help but curl her eyes and laugh.
I don’t know why I’m so happy, but I’m just very happy.
The next morning, Rong Jing slowly climbed out of bed, sent Xie Changshi a "Good morning" emoji, and then went to wash up. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Aqiu's face with dark circles under his eyes. He asked, "Didn't you sleep well?"
Aqiu glanced at him quietly, and although he didn't say anything, his meaning was very clear.
After a few seconds, he couldn't help but remind her, "Rong Jing, the soundproofing in our Huaqing Gate's chapel is really not that good."
Rong Jing subconsciously said "oh", unable to understand why he said that, until he took a step forward, a white light flashed through his mind, he shuddered all over, turned around abruptly, and looked at him with an incredulous look.
He didn't say anything, but the meaning in his eyes was very clear.
Ah Qiu smiled, showing his eight teeth: "We at Huaqing Gate don't have the habit of not turning on the lights at night."
Rong Jing: “…”
Help, this is so embarrassing.
He absolutely must not sleep at Huaqing Gate again tonight.
Seeing Rong Jing walking away with his ears red, Ah Qiu chased after him, put his arm around his shoulders, and groaned twice: "Don't be shy, it's normal to fall in love. Brother Yuan Jing was even more exaggerated when he was dating a girl online."
As soon as these words came out, Rong Jing's attention was instantly diverted. He widened his eyes and asked, "Senior Brother Yuan Jing, are you still in a relationship, or is it an online relationship?"
Ah Qiu shrugged. "Yeah, he was really into it when we were dating. He greeted me three times a day and took on every job he could, saying he wanted to save money to buy her a gift. Finally, we finally got to meet in person, only to find out he was a shaggy-faced idiot."
Rong Jing: “…”
Ah Qiu raised a finger to Rong Jing's lips and whispered softly, "This matter is an S-level secret in our Taoist temple and must not be shared. I'm going to tell you, but you must not tell anyone."
"What S-level secret can't be told?"
Speak of Cao Cao and he will appear.
Yuan Jing passed by the two of them, heard a few key words with his sharp ears, then turned his head and stared at them with curious eyes.
Ah Qiu put on an innocent face and said nonsense: "How can I tell you this easily if it's an S-level secret? But if you really want to know, I can tell you."
Yuan Jing looked at him suspiciously, feeling something was amiss. But curiosity eventually overcame the odd feeling, and he urged, "Tell me about it."
A Qiu: "Master Chang He has a pile of smelly socks under the bed."
Yuan Jing: "...?"
At the door of the distant room, Chang He held the door with one hand and roared: "What nonsense are you talking about, you little bastard! Why would I hoard stinky socks for no reason? I'm cute and clean!"
Changhe was so angry that he almost died.
This damn brat Aqiu actually ruined his image in front of the young disciple of Xuantian Temple!
He dragged his leg, which was still not very agile, and chased after Aqiu: "Come here, Yuan Jing, get some of the disciples to move my bed. I want to see if there are any stinky socks in it. If not, I'll stuff you, Aqiu, you bastard, in there as a sock!"
A Qiu had not expected that his uncle Chang He's ears were so good, and the timing was just right, so he heard the "secret" he leaked. He hid behind Rong Jing, stuck his head out to reveal his face, and made a very arrogant face. When Chang He exploded, he threw down a sentence "Uncle, just take good care of your injuries, don't be so bad-tempered", then pulled Rong Jing and ran out of Huaqing Gate in three or two steps, ready to go to the specialty market.
Changhe stood there gritting his teeth in anger.
Turning around, he saw Yuan Jing looking at him. He said unhappily, "Why are you looking at me like that? I wash my socks every day."
Yuan Jing: "...Master, you know I'm on your side."
Chang He: "That's better. Let's go and eat. Let's eat everything and let that kid go home without food."
Yuan Jing suddenly felt that it was not a bad idea to stand on Aqiu's side. After all, their uncle seemed even more childish than their junior brother.
Why.
…
Rong Jing was taken by Qiu to a famous restaurant in Yanhe for breakfast. Afterwards, a man, a ghost, and a zombie appeared at the largest specialty market in Yanhe. Yanhe is close to the mountains, and there are many wild game for sale in the market.
Rong Jing carried a bag of tea mushrooms.
When passing by a stall, Ah Qiu pointed at something there with a calm expression and said to Rong Jing, "This thing is good. It makes a delicious soup."
Rong Jing was indeed attracted by it, and he moved closer curiously and asked Aqiu, "What is this?"
"It's a Chinese herbal medicine that's only available in Yancheng. If you look closely, you'll find there aren't even two shops in the entire market that sell this kind of herbal medicine."
After Qiu finished speaking, the boss, who was originally greeting other customers, turned around and looked at him with an admiring look: "Young man, you know a lot. You're right, I'm the only one who has these herbs."
When he said the last few sentences, the boss was very proud.
Ah Qiu nodded: "And judging by the size of this herb, it must be wild, right?"
The boss became even more excited when he heard this: "Yes, yes, yes."
Rong Jing became more and more curious and asked, "What good will this do?"
Boss: "Become a real man."
Rong Jing: “Huh?”
A Qiu: "It's for nourishing qi and maintaining health. Your boss Xie works so hard, so make some soup for him. He'll definitely be healthy after drinking it."
After saying that, Ah Qiu thought for a moment and said, "Maybe we can split some between us, and I'll buy some for Uncle Chang He as well."
Although he had just had an argument with Uncle Changhe, their relationship had only gotten better. Uncle Changhe was fine, but he had bled, and the knife wounds on his body were actually quite serious, so it was indeed necessary to heal him.
After hearing what he said, Rong Jing bought the supplement in full without hesitation.
After buying a lot of food, Ah Qiu asked Rong Jing if she wanted to go look at the jade raw materials. Although those raw materials were ugly, they could be mined into beautiful jade. Rong Jing was quite interested.
In fact, when he left the Huai family, Grandpa Huai wanted to give him jade, but Rong Jing refused.
He had already accepted money from the Huai family, so it would be unreasonable for him to accept the jade.
"Let's go and take a look." If we are lucky enough to find some jade, wouldn't that be a gift for Xie Changshi?
Rong Jing was very excited and urged Aqiu to leave quickly.
Ah Qiu led Rong Jing out of the market and came to a small shop. Ah Qiu didn't know Rong Jing's plan, but thought that since it was Rong Jing's first time gambling on stones, there was no need to play so big.
He pointed at the mirror in front of the shop and said, "This shop is outside the market. Normally, there aren't that many customers, but most of the people who come are regulars. Their stones are smaller and a bit cheaper, but the chances of them turning out green are pretty high. Pick out a couple and enjoy."
As he spoke, the shop owner happened to be standing at the door. Upon hearing this, he knew Rong Jing was a newcomer and immediately came over with a smile, saying, "How about I show you two around? And introduce you to this gentleman, too?"
Neither Aqiu nor Rong Jing refused.
After walking around, Rong Jing discovered that the store looked small from the outside, but it was a different world inside, and all kinds of stones were neatly arranged according to categories.
Rong Jing saw the most expensive stones at a glance.
Because there are several photos of her having affairs posted on it.
Ah Qiu also thought the jades were pretty, but...
He asked uncertainly, "Isn't this too big a bet? Hundreds of thousands."
Rong Jing patted his pocket: "I have money."
Aqiu: "But the money will be wasted."
Rong Jing took out the tortoise and copper coins from his backpack: "It doesn't matter, I still have the ancestor."
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