Chapter 141 The Waves Rise
When the little girl heard other people's words, her delicate feet subconsciously retracted.

Jiang He held it gently and shook his head at Jin'er, indicating that he didn't need it.

Only then did he see Jin'er's expression clearly, and even he, an old man, felt a little embarrassed by what he had just said.

What's more, Jin'er is still a little girl.

The seemingly lifeless black pupils would sometimes glance at him inadvertently.

Before, she wouldn't even look at him.

Her earlobes were flushed, perhaps because of his behavior or the presence of outsiders.

Her toes were still nervously clasping Jiang He's palms, until Jiang He used his body to completely block Song Sheng's sight, and then she relaxed.

This girl is so shy.

Her petite body was already covered tightly by herself, and Song Sheng could only see her small hands holding the handrails, which was so embarrassing.
Jiang He remained calm, grabbed her two delicate feet and held them in his arms.

Pinching her calves through her white socks.

Her calves were slender and warm, and even through a layer of white socks, I could feel her slightly stiff muscles.

Jiang He stretched her muscles and said without turning her head:

"Song Sheng, my apprentice's foot is injured. Please help her get treatment. I can only speak to you in such a rude way."

He knew that this behavior was not polite. He asked others to do something for him, but he just did his own thing without even looking at Song Sheng.

but
Is Song Sheng's feelings any more important than his disciple's?

"Don't worry, sir. What do you want me to do? I will do my best!"

Song Sheng bowed his head respectfully and bowed.

rude?

On the contrary, he thought that this monk was very polite.

If it were someone else, they would not even bother explaining to him. Instead, they might just capture him and force him to do things for them.

In the eyes of monks, mortals are worse than ants.

After all, no cultivator would have nothing to do but torture ants, but there are many evil cultivators who would kill people and destroy cities at will.

If it weren't for the strong reproductive ability of the human race, and the fact that the world of cultivation is vast and rich in resources, it would be difficult and rampant for them to grow in this land.

Otherwise, the human race would have perished at the hands of their own people long ago.

Jiang He pondered for a moment, rubbed Jin'er's knees, and asked:

"Do you know the chief clerk of Shangqing County?"

"Yes, the chief clerk of Shangqing County is named Longli. According to rumors, a lost illegitimate child has recently returned home."

Song Sheng replied without hesitation.

Song Sheng can be regarded as a local bully in Shangqing County. If even he doesn't know something, the newly arrived Qingyang Immortal Sect probably doesn't know it either.

Thinking of this, Jiang He couldn't let go of playing with Jin Er's knees and continued to ask:

"Long Li, I heard it has something to do with Yue Hua Sheng Zi. Have you heard about this matter?"

“I have never heard of it.”

Song Sheng hesitated for a moment, racking his brains.

This little girl actually kicked her master.
Jiang He looked at Jin'er with a dark face.

She looked flustered for a moment, her knees tightly clamped Jiang He's hands, and one of her little feet kicked him in the face.

The sole of her foot was pressed tightly against his nose.

With a faint smell of milk, although Jin'er had sweated a lot before, her sweat did not smell bad. Instead, it was similar to her body odor.

She bit her lower lip, her eyes flickering as she looked at Jiang He, as frightened as a deer.

Jiang He put her little feet back in his arms. The girl didn't kick him on purpose.

He had learned the knee jerk reflex in middle school in his previous life. He was playing with Jin'er's knees. It happened that the chair was relatively high for Jin'er, and her calves were placed vertically in his arms, which inadvertently triggered the knee jerk reflex.

With Jiner's personality, she would never kick him, and now she must be feeling extremely guilty.

"It's okay, this is a very normal reaction."

Jiang He soothed, tapping her knee gently.

Her calf subconsciously lifted up and kicked Jiang He again.

Jin'er widened her eyes and looked at the scene in surprise.

The previous panic disappeared without a trace.

Jiang He burst out laughing. After all, a little girl is a little girl. Deep down in her heart, she is still very curious.

He gently pulled out the hand that was pinched by Jin'er.

Jiner's knees are white, soft and smooth, with a slight blush on them, and they feel much better than her calves covered with white socks.

He didn't have any other thoughts, it just felt good and he subconsciously touched it a little more.

As for going further up, it is the thighs under the skirt.

It is not convenient to continue to help Jin Er to clear her muscles, so she can let Min Xin help her later.
"I have a technique here called Yiqi Jue, which can be practiced to the foundation-building stage. The technique is righteous and peaceful, and is not like those magic techniques. If you can do what I ask you to do, this technique will be given to you. There are also corresponding practice resources to provide you with practice all the way to the foundation-building stage."

Jiang He thought about it and decided that Song Sheng undoubtedly wanted to practice now.

No matter how much they say they hate monks, almost all mortals in this world aspire to become the high and mighty immortals.

It just so happens that Yiqi Jue is not a good thing, but it is not bad either.

He can show off his skills without revealing his background.

Giving this to him is a way of making the best use of it.

However, if possible, Jiang He still wants to recapture Song Sheng.

Song Sheng was overjoyed when he heard this.

This is what he had been looking forward to. Low-level skills are not so unattainable.

Song Sheng is confident that in the next few years after the establishment of the Taiping Society, he will be able to acquire the skills for the Qi Refining Stage through his own efforts.

But what Jiang He gave him was a technique that could be practiced to the foundation-building stage. A cultivator who had established a foundation could be said to be the ancestor of a family. It goes without saying how precious the technique that could be practiced to the foundation-building stage was.

What's more, there are resources, which are often more difficult to obtain than skills.

If it were any other cultivator, he would not be able to feel at ease.

How could he, a mere mortal, dare to test the integrity of a monk?
But Song Sheng has had a unique ability since he was young, the ability to judge people, so he can feel at ease with Jiang He.

He believed that he was also some kind of legendary spirit, and after practicing, he would be able to soar into the sky.

This was his deepest secret, one he had never discussed with anyone.

Because spirits are the best materials.

"Thank you, sir. I wonder what you are going to do? In this Hezhou, I am not bragging, as long as it can be done by ordinary people, I, Song Sheng, can do it."

Song Sheng patted his chest confidently and promised Jiang He.

But what is this adult doing?

It seems that he is not massaging his legs. He must be having fun with his apprentice.

If he can be so attentive and considerate to his apprentice, he must not be a bad person.
Song Sheng is very confident in his abilities, and he subconsciously glorifies Jiang He in his heart. If it were someone else, they would probably think that Jiang He was playing with a little girl.

Jin'er's little feet kicked Jiang He's face again and again, but he saw curiosity flashing in Jin'er's eyes.

Jiang He swallowed his anger and tapped her knee to satisfy her curiosity. But this little girl seemed to be a little too much.

Jin'er's previous few times of lifting her legs might really have been out of curiosity.

But why did something seem wrong the next few times?
She raised her leg further, using a little more force, as if she was deliberately stepping on his face.

Knee jerk reflex, is that what it is?
The knowledge he learned in middle school had long been forgotten, and Jiang He didn't know whether the amplitude of his knee-jerk reflex would be so large.

He looked up in confusion. The little girl looked confused, with innocent curiosity in her eyes.

The toes were rubbing against his face inadvertently.

It must be a misunderstanding.
Jiang He was cautious. When he played with Jin Er again, he planned to knock her knees, but he would not use much force. Logically, it would not trigger a knee jerk reaction.
His heart beat suddenly faster. Jin'er, could it be that he did it on purpose?

There was still a faint scent of Jin'er's body at the tip of his nose. Jiang He remained calm and tapped Jin'er's knees lightly as before.

The little feet didn't step on his face again.

Her soft, white knees were pressed together, and her slender calves wrapped in white socks remained motionless in the same place.

Jin'er's big eyes, with distinct black and white, subconsciously looked directly into Jiang He's eyes.

It seemed to be asking why it didn't move actively like before.

As soon as their eyes made contact, she moved away in fright, not daring to look at Jiang He.

Jin'er is still angry with herself.
And he actually misunderstood Jiner.

Seeing her frightened eyes, the suspicion in Jiang He's heart disappeared in an instant.

Fortunately, Jiner didn't mean it.

Jiang He finally let go of the worry in his heart.

He knew that these three disciples all had psychological problems to varying degrees.

But he doesn't want all three of his disciples to be perverts.

Minxin and Yuanxia have begun to show signs of abnormal psychology.

Jin'er is just taciturn, lacks a sense of security, and is easily stressed.

Compared with the other two disciples, it was just a small problem.

Besides, if Jin'er wants to step on him, then let her.
Jiang He smiled ingratiatingly:

"Jin'er, are you having fun? Master will take you to do more interesting things in the future."

She kept avoiding Jiang He's gaze, and finally just looked at her legs quietly without saying a word.

Jiang He was a little disappointed. He lifted her feet and put her shoes on.

His consciousness was hazy for a moment, and Song Sheng seemed to be still waiting for his instructions.

For some reason, once he was with Jin'er, he would always forget everything around him, and only this little girl existed in his heart and eyes.

There is definitely something wrong.

Jiang He glanced at the little girl who seemed a little timid. This emotion was probably similar to the inexplicable source of brutality.

It’s none of Jiner’s business.

He forced himself to cheer himself up and shifted his attention to Song Sheng.

Song Sheng didn't know how long he had been waiting, but he didn't look annoyed at all. He lowered his head respectfully, waiting for his instructions.

Jiang Hezheng said:
"Song Sheng, I want you to help me promote the deep love between the "father and son" of the Long family. It would be best if Long Tao, the so-called illegitimate son of the Long family, could become a famous filial son in Shangqing County."

As we all know, most of the monks of the Divine Inspiration Church are perverts who are keen on torturing souls. The Snake Venerable is a typical example.

The Yuehua Palace is more inclined towards kinship, and the Yuehua Saint advocates cannibalism between parents and children.
If the relationship between "parents" and children is deep, it will undoubtedly stimulate his desire.

During this period, the abnormal desires of the Son of Yuehua had not yet begun to show up and be noticed by the world.

After all, the Shengan Sect has not ruled Zhuming Domain for long, and its foundation is unstable. It is not suitable for it to display its demonic nature on a large scale, causing unrest in the domain and triggering riots.

It was not until the following years that the Shengan Religion completely dominated the land.

At this time, the Holy Son Yuehua attacked recklessly without any concealment.

They rounded up the so-called filial sons who were once role models for education and forced their fathers and sons to kill each other.

They were so unscrupulous that they even held an exchange conference involving thousands of people.

What is a swap meet?

Let two pairs of fathers and sons with deep affection exchange their children and watch each other eat their own children alive.
Cannibals are not blood relatives. This is no longer a theory of Yuehua Palace. It is simply the perverted hobby of Yuehua Saint himself.

The matter of Long Mansion was also mentioned in the original text.

In order to please the Holy Son of Yuehua, Long Li adopted a child to satisfy his desires.

However, ever since Long Li’s biological son was tortured and killed by the Holy Son Yuehua, he has never set his sights on the Long Mansion again.

After all, one is the almighty Son of God, and the other is an ordinary mortal.

How could he possibly keep paying attention to Long Li?
After receiving no response, Long Li became furious and tortured the children.

Finally, they were discovered by Fengyi, who killed Longli and released the children.

Long Tao had said before that he came to live with his uncle and was not a descendant of Long Li. However, according to the current rumors in Shangqing County, Long Li claimed that he was his illegitimate son.
It seems that this is Takashi's first attempt.

This Long Li is also a ruthless man, blinded by greed, and made such a bold attempt.

We must first make the Long family famous and let the reputation of their father-son love reach the ears of Saint Yuehua.

It just so happens that the Holy Son Yuehua has arrived in Shangqing County again. With the right time, right place and right people, Jiang He is still very confident.

Song Sheng's face showed some doubt. He didn't understand Jiang He's intention, but he also knew that it is easy to make mistakes if you talk too much.

Without further inquiry, he nodded silently and said:
"I wonder how long you will give me? It will be convenient for me to operate. But don't worry, my brothers are everywhere in Shanghe County and have some connections with the government. Hmm. Maybe I can recommend Long Tao as a filial and honest official by then, which will have a better effect."

Jiang He pondered the deadline.

It is basically impossible to catch up with the spiritual boat in a few days.

Now, the Holy Son of Shanfa and the Holy Son of Yuehua have gathered in Shanghe County. I don't know which force is at work to temporarily cut off traffic to avoid unexpected events.

He was not in a hurry to leave. He couldn't possibly leave Yuan Xia here while they all escaped.

The time agreed with Qiao Qiao was about seven days. She still needed to collect medicine and was not sure about the time, which played into Jiang He's hands.

The time is flexible and there is more room for maneuver.

The Qingyang Immortal Sect will surely take action at least seven days later.
"Six days. Can you do it?"

"Six days, although it seems a bit rushed, it is not a difficult task. I can guarantee that I will complete the task assigned by the adults."

Song Sheng's tone was affirmative and full of confidence.

This is indeed not a difficult task, and is just one of Jiang He's means to divert the disaster to the Holy Son of Yuehua.

If this doesn't work, he can still ask Jiang Yuanxia or Feng Yi for help.

It’s just that it’s difficult to get in touch with these two right now.

One of them avoided him, and the other tricked the immovable ape away and ran away to an unknown place.

Wait, what about the ape?

Could it be that it has been eaten by Fengyi?

It was not until this moment that Jiang He suddenly remembered the existence of this little monkey.

(End of this chapter)