Chapter 204: Is there anyone under the table?
After several deacons were killed in the act, the current seventh elder of Yunxi Sect hurried over to clean up the mess.

As a great cultivator who had completed his foundation building, he was very humble towards Jiang He:

"I apologize for the offense I caused you. As a token of our sect's apology, your salary will be doubled from now on."

He didn't dare to settle the score with Jiang Heqiu later.

The death of these deacons is indeed a big loss to the sect.

But if you offend the Son of God because of this, it would be like picking up sesame seeds and losing watermelons, which would not be worth the loss.

Several deacons are already dead, and dead people are not as important as living people after all.

Jiang He was just a casual Qi-cultivating cultivator, so there would be no benefit in killing him.

Jiang He looked stern and spoke forcefully:
"You are too polite, Elder. The Son of Good Law is kind and kind-hearted, and he is also the Son of the Divine Inspiration Church. As a monk of Hezhou, I should be loyal to him and do my best for him, even if it means sacrificing my life. I firmly believe that everyone here shares the same belief as me."

"This"

The Seventh Elder was stunned and almost didn't react.

He thought to himself, this casual cultivator is quite good at talking. Even after everyone has left, he is still pretending.

However, judging from his sincere words and natural expression, he didn't seem to be lying.

This is another monk who was bewitched by the beauty of the Son of God.
How could they know that beneath the Son of God's handsome appearance, he actually hid a sinister and evil heart. Although he was beautiful, he was not kind at all.

What's more, with his status and position, if he wants to get close to the Son of God, let alone serve him, he probably won't even get a chance to drink the foot washing water.

"Could it be that the elder doesn't think so?"

Jiang He suddenly asked back, catching the Seventh Elder off guard.

"What nonsense! That's natural!"

The Seventh Elder hastened to explain himself and even bowed to the sky to show his loyalty.

"Although my bones are old and decrepit, I am willing to be stepped on by the Holy Son to pave the way for you."

The old man was obviously a little anxious, fearing that his attitude would cause Jiang He to misunderstand.

He was afraid of causing trouble again, so he coughed lightly:
"I have other things to take care of, so today's chores will be postponed for now. You can come back another day. I'm leaving first. But you have a bright future, kid. I'm optimistic about you."

"Elder, take care."

Jiang He watched as the Seventh Elder flew away on his sword as if avoiding a snake or scorpion, leaving only some disciples to clean up the scene.

I couldn't help but wonder: Yuan Xia's reputation in front of outsiders is so bad that it makes people afraid to approach her.

He had only heard about it before, but now that he saw the reactions of the crowd with his own eyes, he realized belatedly that Yuan Xia, who seemed like a harmless little white flower in front of him, was indeed a "evil-doer" demon in the outside world.

After seeing the Seventh Elder leave, the wandering cultivators present breathed a sigh of relief.

They had picked up a lot of medicinal pills before, but the people from Yunxi Sect didn't care about it now.

Perhaps the people of Yunxi Sect were thinking that the more they did, the more mistakes they would make, so they might as well bear the pain of losing some resources in exchange for complete safety and security.

The casual cultivators knew very well that this was all due to the influence of the Holy Son of Good Dharma.

As for that young man, he is really ridiculous.

They couldn't help but look at Jiang He one after another, and without exception, their eyes were filled with a hint of sarcasm and regret.

This young man is actually pretending to be humble.

Even third-level elixirs and spiritual swords could not satisfy his appetite, yet he still wanted to take advantage of the Holy Son's favor.

He doesn't think that this will make the Son remember him.
To such a big shot, these casual cultivators are like ants. Who would remember the favors of ants?

Even if you missed it, you missed it. Didn’t you see the Son of God just leave without looking back?
I guess she saw through his little thoughts and didn't bother to bother with him any more.

Jiang He felt helpless and ignored what others said.

If it is someone else, no matter whether the thing is useful to him or not, just take it.

But this is my apprentice.
He packed his things and headed back to his residence.

On the way, the old Taoist dared to follow timidly.

He sighed with regret:
"Fellow Daoist, you are so foolish! How can you give up such resources? Listen to my advice. Hurry to the Holy Son's palace now and ask for more rewards. People like her are always so high and mighty. Even if she really remembers your favor, you may not have the chance to meet her again in the future."

"Now that things have come to this, if I really rush over, I might even anger her. Isn't it said that the Son of Good Law is always moody?"

Jiang He felt a headache and explained patiently.

Upon hearing this, the old Taoist pulled his beard with a sad face.

Subconsciously he responded, "Yes, that Holy Son of Good Dharma."

He was halfway through his words when he was startled.

He seemed to have seen a black-haired girl flash by in front of him just now.

She first looked at Jiang He with embarrassment and anger, but when she looked at him, her eyes were cold, so cold that they penetrated her bones.

Jiang He was just about to hear what the wandering cultivator thought of Yuan Xia, but the old Taoist suddenly stopped him.

He asked, "Hmm? What happened to the Son of Good Law?"

The old Taoist laughed and said, "It's alright. It's just that the Holy Son of Good Law is wise and brave, and he is tolerant to others. How could he be moody? What you said is wrong."

"Why do you have to do this, my friend? The Holy Son is not here anyway, so what's the harm in you and I talking about our heartfelt words?"

Jiang He also wanted to know what other things his apprentice had done that angered God and man.

But the old Taoist suddenly fell silent, frowning and looking at Jiang He:

"Fellow Daoist, you were not like this before. You said all the nice things in front of the Seventh Elder. Are you trying to deceive me?"

He had heard before that the Shengan Sect vigorously encouraged monks within its territory to report on each other.

If anyone slanders the holy religion, the informant will be heavily rewarded.

"No, no, no. The Holy Son had not yet left, and it was in front of outsiders, so I should have done so. Since you don't want to say it, forget it."

Jiang He smiled. In fact, Yuan Xia was still paying attention to him with her spiritual sense at that time.

He was probably worried about what the elder would do to him.

Naturally, he had to say something nice to please his apprentice.

Relationships also need to be maintained.

Only when she saw that she and the elder were having a pleasant conversation did she leave with peace of mind.

The old Taoist looked around suspiciously a few times, but did not see the figure.

It's probably an illusion.
With the Saint's level of cultivation, and if she deliberately hid her body, how could I possibly discover her?

And she was clearly flying towards the palace just now, so how could she be here?

You're not really here to repay Jiang He, are you?
The old Taoist burst out laughing, how could this be possible.

She is the Son of Good Dharma, not some little girl who values ​​her pet more than her life.

As the two chatted, they returned to Jiang He's yard.

"Hey, is this where you live? It's not far from where I live. If it's convenient for you, can I come visit you tomorrow night?"

The old Taoist's face lit up with joy. They were all independent cultivators, so they should stick together for warmth in the outer sect.

Moreover, Fellow Daoist He Jiang is young and strong, and I may need to rely on his care in the future.

I still have a little grandson, and the relationship between the two families is good. When I pass away, my little grandson will have an elder to rely on.

"Well, that's fine. I have nothing to do tomorrow night. If you want to come, I will make a room for you."

Jiang He thought about it and agreed decisively since there was nothing else to do.

As for Yuan Xia
Jiang He noticed it just now.

When Yuan Xia was killing those foundation-building monks, judging from the posture she showed at the beginning, she could have killed them all in one go.

But afterwards, he gathered the black lines in the sky into his palm to reduce losses and kill them one by one.

In addition to the items on her body that came from Yuehua Saint, Jiang He suspected that there had been a fight between her and Yuehua just now, and she was seriously injured.

He was in such a hurry to fly to the palace just now, probably to heal his injuries.

With her strength, it will take her several days to heal.

I probably won’t be back tomorrow night.

In that case, I have to find a chance to visit Yuan Xia tomorrow.

After returning home, I feel free and relieved.

Right now, we only need to worry about the monks who may escape from the Demon-Slaying Palace and pose a threat to Yuan Xia.

After this battle, Yuehua's combat effectiveness was damaged and the threat was greatly reduced.

However, it is not possible to have the opportunity to drive the tiger to devour the wolf every time in the future. It is very necessary to improve one's own strength.

For example, a few years later, the divine sacrifice
As well as Bai Minxin and the demon clan
But it's too early to think about these things now.

Jiang He sighed and put down the talisman pen.

If he was distracted for a moment, the second-level talisman he was drawing would be instantly invalidated.

However, occasionally drawing talismans has a very obvious effect on training spiritual consciousness.

It's a pity that the talisman pen handed down from the Jiang family is missing, but he still likes it very much.

I asked Yuan Xia before, and she also said she didn't know.

Could it be that a thief broke into the outer door?

Just as he was thinking this, the door of the room made a slight sound.

Then, a white-haired girl was seen quietly pushing open the door and approaching stealthily with light steps.

But when Bai Min saw Jiang He staring at her silently, she was startled and her face turned red:
"Master, you're back?"

Sneaking into the room like a thief, is this the only question you ask?
Jiang He was speechless: "If I hadn't come back, do you think you could see me?"

“That’s right.”

The white-haired girl answered honestly, but her eyes were not honest and looked around.

Is this girl looking for something?
Jiang He found something wrong:
"If I hadn't come back, why would you come to my place? You didn't take my talisman pen, did you?"

"?"

Bai Minxin took small steps, his eyes wide open in confusion.

"What talisman pen? I put it back after I finished drawing it that day. Master, do you want to teach Minxin how to draw talismans? But it's not very bright in the daytime. If Master wants, Minxin can learn it too."

It seems that Minxin didn't take it. This girl almost never lies and she can't hide anything in her heart.

Besides, although she seemed to be pestering him to learn how to make talismans, her mind was not on them at all, and it was even more impossible for her to use his talisman pen to secretly draw talismans.

If it wasn't a thief, could it be that Jiner took it?

Apart from her, only Su Su was left.

But his apprentice dared to use his talisman pen at will, and Su Su would never use his things privately.

Jiang He knocked on the table: "Then why did you sneak over here?"

"In fact, I saw you when Master came back."

Bai Minxin puffed his cheeks in dissatisfaction and said angrily:
"Every time Master came back, I would greet him. This time, I ignored him on purpose. As a result, Master didn't look for me and went back to his room."

In the past, every time I went out or came back, I would specifically ask her whether the dead girl was angry or not.

Jiang He was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say.

The girl who had been dawdling suddenly took two steps forward and came closer.

She placed her hands on his shoulders, the cool soft flesh of her arms pressed against his neck.

Using this as a fulcrum, she tiptoed gently and whispered in his ear:
"Master, my sister and Jin'er are not here."

"If you're not here, then you're not here. How can you be so rude to Master?"

Jiang He tried to put on the dignity of a master, but the girl's face turned even redder.

She breathed a warm and sweet breath into Jiang He's ear:

"Master, I always like this. You say no, but your body is honest."

!

I have to say, a tingling sensation, like an electric current, runs from my ears straight to my spine.

As he practiced the Art of Rebirth, his spontaneous meridian reactions became more obvious.

However, how could a disciple say such lines to his master!
Just as Jiang He was about to get angry, the girl suddenly stood on tiptoe and quickly lifted the table curtain.

After taking a quick look inside, I found that there was no one inside.

Only then did he withdraw his foot with peace of mind.

Her eyes narrowed slightly as she stared into his eyes without saying a word.

As if waiting for his explanation.

Seeing her actions, Jiang He's blood ran cold.

This girl, won't she find out something?

I feel like I've been discovered having an affair.
And if Bai Minxin really found out, it would have nothing to do with me. It would be the girl who should feel ashamed!

Jiang He glared at her confidently:
"What are you doing? What could be under the table?"

No wonder Minxin likes to glare at people.
As long as you glare at someone, it will seem like the other person is at fault, even if you are not right.

"I thought Master came back and hid in the room because there was someone hiding in the room."

Bai Minxin shrank his neck, lowered his eyes and said hesitantly.

I am being suspicious and jealous again.
That night, when her master was teaching her how to draw talismans, she felt someone's presence under the table.

There was even a shallow breath blowing on her feet.

But she was so confused at that time that she didn't know whether it was an illusion or not, and couldn't judge.

Since then, she has always suspected that someone might be hiding somewhere.

Especially today, I saw Master come back quietly and stay in the room again, not knowing what he was doing.

She suppressed her desire to talk to her master and listened outside the door for a long time.

Until I couldn't help it and wanted to sneak in to take a look.

I didn't expect it, or I thought too much.
Bai Min finally let go of his worries.

She couldn't imagine what would happen if someone was really hiding it.

This not only shows that this person has an unknown relationship with Master, but also shows that someone knows about the shameful things I have done.

"Okay, Bai Minxin!"

Jiang He's heart was pounding. He couldn't imagine how nervous he would be if he was caught having a real affair.

Pooh!
He doesn't have a wife, so what's the point of having an affair?

This girl is really too imposing.

He calmed down and turned from offense to defense:

"You silly girl, now you dare to meddle in Master's affairs? You are so arrogant before you even become a disciple. Will you ride on Master's head in the future?"

“I haven’t ridden before.”

The girl mumbled, looking up at him, her pair of black jade eyes seemed to be flowing with gentle water.
"Master, I'm sorry. Then Min Xin can only express my apology in my own way."

(End of this chapter)