Qingji still didn't recover. When he came to fetch water the next day, he sat on the steps and thought about what happened yesterday. He always felt that everything was like a dream.

Are you suitable to be a shopkeeper?

That must be inappropriate.

Qingji couldn't imagine that a stupid young man who couldn't even solve his own food and clothing problem would take care of a store and manage so many people.

If it weren't for the fact that the shopkeeper Zhao Heng continued to drink alcohol today, Qingji would have really thought that Zhao Heng was out of his mind.

"What's wrong?"

Li Shu appeared next to Qing Ji so mysteriously again, looking at the young man's delicate eyebrows, and asked.

Qingji held his chin in his hands, looked at the endless sky, and said: "Miss Li, why don't you tell Shopkeeper Zhao that I'm really not qualified to do this? There are many people with seniority older than me in the store, so why not?"

It’s not my turn…”

Li Shu shook her head and said: "Although my master seems unreliable, he is actually very good at selecting people..."

Qing Ji turned back to look at Li Shu, who blinked and said with a smile: "Otherwise, why would he choose me to be his apprentice?"

Qingji was speechless for a moment.

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Today's tasks are relatively small, only seven large water tanks, and there is not much blacksmithing in the blacksmith shop these days, so it indirectly reduces Qingji's burden.

After completing the task, Qingji sat outside the blacksmith shop, staring at the bustling crowd on the street in a daze.

Li Shu followed him, holding the town's most famous Chenji Osmanthus Cake in her hand, eating it in small bites.

Even though her mouth was very small, Li Shu still choked and kept beating her chest.

Qing Ji picked up the tea placed at his feet and handed it to Li Shu, and also helped her rub her back.

After Li Shu drank a cup of tea, the suffocation feeling in her chest disappeared. She nodded with satisfaction and continued to eat.

Qingji took the water cup, put it at his feet, opened the lid, picked up the teapot placed aside, and continued to pour water.

"Miss Li, do you think there are gods in the world?"

Li Shu was startled, swallowed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in her mouth, and asked, "Why do you ask this?"

Qing Ji looked at Li Shu, who looked at him seriously. He turned back and stared at the soles of his feet and said: "When I went home yesterday, I seemed to see a flying man on Yulong Street. He was very powerful.

Look, my mouth almost dropped..."

Li Shu smiled, then stretched out her hand to pinch Qing Ji's face, and said with a smile: "Let me see if your mouth fell off..."

Qingji gently pushed Li Shu's hand away, and said somewhat dullly: "Miss Li, don't make trouble, I really saw it, but I didn't dare to tell others, so I dared to ask you. If I asked others, I would probably

Think I’m a fool…”

Li Shu couldn't laugh or cry. Does that mean she doesn't think you are a fool?

"Could it be that I'm dazzled?"

Li Shu did not comment, but asked a digression.

"If there really are gods in the world, do you want to become a god?"

Qing Ji glanced at Li Shu and nodded vigorously.

Li Shu frowned slightly, but Qingji's next words made her instantly stunned, her brows relaxed, and the smile on her face was like a spring breeze.

"If I could become a god, could I use magic to bring my grandfather back to life? Didn't it say in the book that gods have great powers and it would be easy to resurrect a person, right?"

Qingji smiled as he spoke, seeming to be looking forward to it.

Li Shu looked at Qingji and smiled, but she was very sad. He knew that Qingji missed his grandfather.

However, even gods cannot resurrect anyone casually.

Since ancient times, destiny cannot be violated.

Li Shu did not give an answer after all. Instead, a voice answered Qingji's question.

"Fairy? You are an ant under the mountain. Of course there are gods in the world..."

Qing Ji and Li Shu looked up almost at the same time, and immediately, a handsome face came into their eyes.

The young man was dressed in luxurious clothes, a jade robe, a long sword at his waist, and a folding fan in his hand. He was looking at Qing Ji and Li Shu with a supreme attitude, and the contempt in his eyes was undisguised.

Qing Ji was not stupid, so he could naturally tell that this person had an extraordinary status, and also knew that this person despised them.

But he still cared about what this man said, of course there are gods in the world.

"Is what you said true?"

Qingji asked excitedly.

The young man looked at each other coldly and sneered: "So what if it's true? You, a bumpkin from the mountains, still want to become a god? It's just a dream..."

Qing Ji didn't know what to say for a moment. There were thorns in the young man's words, and the pricks hurt his life.

Qingji, who still wanted to ask, was pulled back by Li Shu. The latter put away the sweet-scented osmanthus cake on his lap, and pulled Qingji up to enter the blacksmith shop. Li Shu didn't even want to deal with such a person.

Qing Ji suddenly felt that Miss Li was really strong. No wonder she could forge iron. He pulled himself up and walked into the blacksmith shop without feeling heavy at all.

When the young man in rich clothes saw that the young girl dared to ignore him and leave, he was naturally furious. The proud women in his family were fascinated by him. Who dared to offend him like this?

"Hmph! Stop! You dare to ignore me, Shanxia Yanzhi, a popular fan. I think you are tired of living..."

Li Shu seemed not to have heard this and continued to pull Qing Ji toward the blacksmith shop.

The young man was even more annoyed. He put away the folding fan and stepped forward with his hands behind his back. His figure was like a ghost, and he instantly reached behind Qing Ji and Li Shu. He stretched out his right hand and directly pressed Li Shu's shoulder. But there was no one on the street.

I found that this happened like lightning passing by, because everything was too fast.

Qing Ji and Li Shu turned their heads at the same time, both looking at the young man with an angry face.

"release……"

Li Shu's voice was terrifyingly cold, and Qing Ji on the side looked a little scared at Miss Li who suddenly became a little strange.

The young man in brocade snorted coldly, and used his hands even harder.

The young man was so proud that even an adult man, let alone such a young girl, could not hold up his strength.

However, the young man miscalculated, because he found that the girl in front of him did not seem to have any change in expression, and had no sense of the hidden power of his move, and looked at him with cold eyes.

Just like that, before the girl could no longer hold herself up and the boy knelt down to beg for mercy, he received an extremely heavy punch.

Then, the young man let out a wailing cry and instantly flew backwards, falling onto the street, clutching his stomach in pain.

Li Shu looked at Qing Ji who was standing aside. The latter was still maintaining his punching posture, but it looked like he had never practiced boxing before, and his boxing posture was extremely awkward.

At this time, Qingji was also a little confused. He looked at his fist, his eyes wide and round.

Li Shuxiu's delicate eyebrows wrinkled again. Her master, Zhao Heng, only taught Qingji a set of breathing techniques. Has his strength become so strong now?

Qingji's little head was full of doubts, how could he punch someone in the air?
Chapter completed!