Chapter 109 Bai Xiaoxiao is not 'Bai Xiaoxiao'
Qi Rong did not stop scooping the sweet soup, but Bai Xiaoxiao felt that his expression was a little darker. Qi Rong did not answer her, but took out a letter from his wide sleeves and handed it to her.
"What?"
Bai Xiaoxiao was puzzled, but she reached out to take it and opened it. The first thing that caught her eye was the straight, elegant handwriting on the rice paper, resembling bamboo and pine, giving her a sense of the graceful elegance of a gentleman. But she was in no mood to appreciate it, because the content was a letter home—a letter to "Bai Xiaoxiao."
"It was my...brother who wrote this to me..."
Bai Xiaoxiao folded the rice paper and placed it on the clean table. "My mother's birthday is in three days. She asked me if I wanted to go back. She also said that she hadn't heard from me for almost a year and they missed me very much."
She tried to summarize the contents of the letter as calmly, relaxedly and nostalgically as possible, but she was already going crazy in her heart.
What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?! I've been living in Miaoqing Peak all this time, either doing missions, going to the demon world, or fooling around... I've completely forgotten my identity and family background. I'm screwed. How am I going to celebrate Bai Xiaoxiao's family's birthday? If they recognize me... I'll be slapped like crazy and sent flying a thousand miles away!
What if I say I can't go because I have a stomachache? ... Can an immortal have a stomachache? I think I can... A cold? A stomachache? A broken leg? A broken arm? A twisted neck? A missing head? You can't... just say I have hemorrhoids...
Bai Xiaoxiao calmly wondered where the gods' hemorrhoids were, what they looked like, whether they emitted golden light, and... what the chances were of being beaten to death if she asked Qing Li for knowledge in this regard.
Qirong doesn't want to listen,
He really didn't want to listen.
But those shocking ideas were like falling hail, "crackling" and kept hitting him. He silently recited the meditation mantra two or three times in his heart, and then listened to the little junior sister's chatter while thinking about the meaning of her words.
Going to celebrate Bai Xiaoxiao's family's birthday?
Isn’t she Bai Xiaoxiao? But why is she saying that she is celebrating her birthday for ‘Bai Xiaoxiao’s’ family?
Could it be that she is not the original Bai Xiaoxiao?
Is she a ghost that has taken over another body?
But that's not right. If the junior sister in front of him was a ghost, Wuliang Sect would not be able to fail to notice the clues, not to mention that she has pure dual spiritual roots in her body, absorbing spiritual energy to cultivate. A ghost cannot do that...
He suddenly thought of his junior sister's frequent "talking to herself" and the so-called "mission".
This made him feel as if the fog was about to clear, but at the same time he also felt a little timid as if he had foreseen the truth. He couldn't help but wonder - if the junior sister completed the so-called mission, what would happen to her? Would she leave... ?
The hand hidden under the sleeve suddenly tightened.
Bai Xiaoxiao was still thinking about the "countermeasures". She had turned her attention from her physical illness to whether she should be a bit of a jerk and stay in the orange for two days.
But in the end it was just a sigh.
She really didn't want to face the original owner's relatives. She pretended to be familiar with them, which was really embarrassing, like digging her toes into a castle. But at the same time, she couldn't ignore the expectation and joy in her heart - that was the original owner's most primitive and purest wish.
She wants to go home.
Bai Xiaoxiao couldn't help but sigh again.
[Go back, go back. After all, I've been occupying your body for nothing. I can't let even this little wish of mine be unfulfilled. I'll take you home, home to meet your parents.]
She calmed the obsession deep in her heart, but her eyes couldn't help but become a little empty.
Everyone else has a home.
So where is her home...
[Forget it, forget it! I won't think about it anymore! Why bother yourself with so much thinking all day? I have food to eat, drink to drink, and a grave to be buried after death. What else can I not be satisfied with? If it really doesn't work out, just lie down on the ground. If I can't force myself to live, I'll just enjoy the pleasure of death.]
Qi Rong: ...
He didn't want to listen, he really didn't want to listen.
Bai Xiaoxiao's bad mood vanished after drinking the ice jelly. She raised her elbow to wipe her mouth when she felt a soft cloth gently wiping the corner of her lips. Qi Rong lowered his eyes, his expression careful and attentive. After he confirmed that the wetness on the little girl's lips was completely wiped clean, he extended his index finger to lift her drooping hair and tuck it behind her ear, then smiled.
Bai Xiaoxiao was dazed by that gentle smile and coughed violently a few times. "Um... Senior Brother, I need to go back to Yue Country to celebrate my mother's birthday. I won't be returning to Miaoqing Peak for now. Please tell Master for me."
"Master, she knows."
Qi Rong put the handkerchief away and tucked it into her sleeve: "The other reason why Master asked me to bring you out is because of this letter from home."
Bai Xiaoxiao nodded: "That's easy, Third Brother, I..."
When she met Qi Rong's half-smile eyes, she swallowed back the words "I'm leaving, you go back". She had an inexplicable illusion that if she really said that, she would never be able to leave in this life.
"I...want to ask, do you want to join me in the fun?"
Qi Rong smiled and said, "Junior Sister, since you have extended such a warm invitation to me, how can I refuse? I would be disrespectful to refuse."
Bai Xiaoxiao:?
Is she hospitable?
But no matter what, Bai Xiaoxiao and Qi Rong's next itinerary was quietly confirmed.
They flew in the sky with swords.
Bai Xiaoxiao looked at Qi Rong, who had been holding her hand and never let go, and was very touched by his thoughtfulness - it was just too strong.
Looking down from a high vantage point, one feels quite relaxed and happy. The lush treetops are green and flourishing, clustered and squeezed against each other, and the clear stream flows by, adding a touch of poetry.
Bai Xiaoxiao stared for three breaths and then looked away. She rested for a while before looking down again. This was how she overcame her fear of heights little by little. Moreover, this time Qi Rong took her flying on a sword, and the distance was not very high, so it was a good opportunity for her to exercise herself.
After taking a deep breath for more than ten seconds, she slowly opened her eyes again.
They flew over a mountain, and a few little birds flapped their wings and flew with them.
Bai Xiaoxiao was about to close her eyes again when she suddenly heard the sounds of shouting, killing and chasing not far away. She hurriedly tugged at Qi Rong's sleeve and said, "Third Brother, there!"
Qi Rong flew away with her.
A young man on a fine horse was galloping forward, closely followed by nearly a dozen masked men in black. They held sharp scimitars in their hands, with vicious and sharp eyes. One of the men in black gathered his sword energy and slashed at the young man in fancy clothes. The young man jumped up on his horse and dodged, but his left arm was still cut with a bloody gash. He fell back on his horse and ran away at full speed.
But there is a cliff ahead.
The young man hurriedly pulled the reins of his horse.
"You have no way out."
The men in black had sinister expressions on their faces: "Just prepare to die."
The leading man in black gathered his spiritual energy and rushed towards him immediately.
The young man was shocked, as if he had not expected that the person who was chasing him was actually a cultivator. The jade pendant he was wearing emitted light again to ward off the danger, but the man in black did not get angry but laughed instead, because he saw that the spiritual treasure the young man was wearing was already damaged and there was no room for resistance anymore.
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