Zaozhaiyuan lobby.

The seats in the hall were half full, and many new diners looked curiously, attracted by the movement somewhere in the corner of the lobby.

But I wasn't too surprised. I just thought that the strangely matched but surprisingly pleasing pair of man and woman were a young couple quarreling, breaking up and getting back together.

"Sit down, senior brother."

Ouyang Rong pursed his lips slightly and looked sideways at the little junior sister who jumped out of nowhere.

Hearing these frightening casual words, his right eyelid twitched fiercely.

sit?

Sit down with your life.

His dark eyes rolled up slightly and he looked up at his felt hat.

Xie Lingjiang seemed to have come to his senses and silently withdrew his hand that was holding the dog's head.

She sniffed again, turned around and walked to the table in the corner, taking out the monk's robes, luminous pearls and other items placed on the stool.

But the next moment.

Ouyang Rong wanted to sit down, but ran away without saying a word.

Under the strange looks of everyone, he rushed out of the lobby of the Zaozhaiyuan and ran like a rabbit running for his life in the direction of the Beitian Almshouse.

Xie Ling Jiangtou didn't bother to look back, so he walked back to his original seat in the corner, bent down to pick up the monk's robes, night pearls and other items, and patted the dust on the way.

She looked back.

After seven breaths.

On the lawn a hundred meters away from the Zaozhaiyuan, a young man in soap clothes who moved like a rabbit was kicked out on his butt.

The felt hat on his head was detached from his head and flew three meters away.

With a sound of "Ouch", Ouyang Rong fell down and ate his shit.

Someone suddenly felt a little regretful and climbed up hungry to eat his last pickled radish breakfast.

Ouyang Rong lay on the dewy lawn and rubbed his face with his hands, as if he was lucky that he didn't fall into his handsome face.

Good guy, this kick from the junior sister was just like when the junior sister met him for the first time and mistook him for being a thief who stole his senior brother's pearl, so he gave him a flying kick with his long legs.

Ouyang Rong turned over and leaned back with his hands to support the ground. He looked at Xie Lingjiang who was biting his lip and narrowing his eyes as he slowly approached. He had a bright smile on his face and laughed and said:

"Hey, junior sister, why are you here too? Haha, what a coincidence. You also have breakfast."

Xie Lingjiang silently walked between Ouyang Rong's spread legs,

stop,

Squat down,

Hold your knees with your arms,

It seems to be covering up the swollen breasts that are squeezed and deformed.

Her crouching body leaned forward slightly, pursed her lips and sniffed, and stared at him with a sullen face:

"Run away, senior brother."

Ouyang Rong immediately grimaced and looked around, avoiding her little sad eyes.

"Why did little junior sister come back early? Didn't you say after the 15th of this month..." He sighed and asked.

Xie Lingjiang lowered his head, buried his pretty face in his knees, and without saying a word, stuffed the monk's robes, night pearls and other objects into Ouyang Rong's arms.

Ouyang Rong was stunned.

The unjust little junior sister buried her head deeply and silently took off the skirt knife from her waist. With a soft "bang", she slapped the elder brother's chest with the knife and sheath.

"It's all yours, take it and don't try to cheat on it!"

Her fierce voice still had a little bit of the soft crying sound before, making her look fierce and ferocious.

Like a kitten that is angry and purring at its owner.

Ouyang Rong looked down at the things in his arms and hesitated to speak.

Finally, he turned his face and looked in the direction of Beitian Almshouse not far away, and asked silently:

"How did the junior sister know that I would go there? Was it someone reporting the news, or... did you leave any sense of foreign objects in my place?"

The two of them squatted and sat.

Eyes facing each other.

Xie Ling Jiang Hongshang's clothes were wet with dew just like Ouyang Rong's soap clothes.

She didn't care about this at the moment. She squatted down and hugged her knees, raised her head and stared at him, saying word by word:

"I won't tell you, but remember, no matter where you go, I can catch you. Don't try to hide it from me... let's run away."

After a pause, Xie Lingjiang turned his face sideways:

"The kick just now was for Aunt Zhen and my father. Are you...are you okay?"

Ouyang Rong frowned and nodded, with a serious look on his face:

"Something's wrong. This kick hit my critical point. My vitality was severely damaged and my side leakage continued. Someone needs to stop it..."

"Achilles' heel? What is this?" Xie Lingjiang was stunned, and his pretty face suddenly showed an eager look. He stretched out his hands and examined his body with distressed and self-reproaching eyes.

Ouyang Rong waved his hands, raised his head with a difficult expression, and pretended to be relaxed and free in his tone:

"Don't worry, I happen to know that one person can block this fatal hole. Junior sister, go and invite Master Shandao for me. He can rejuvenate me and cure me. I can still hold on for a while. Go quickly, I will wait for you here...

…”

Xie Lingjiang nodded, "Okay."

Ouyang Rong lowered his head, sighing on his face, but feeling happy in his heart, but soon he found that the junior sister in front of him didn't move at all, still squatting on the spot.

Looking up, Xie Lingjiang looked at him with a straight face:

"Has the vitality drained from the fatal point? Why isn't Senior Brother dead yet?"

Ouyang Rong stammered: "How... how can it be so fast? Junior sister, don't be joking."

"Okay, I'll wait until you finish leaking. Hurry up." Xie Lingjiang nodded.

Ouyang Rong:?

You're just saying, "Eldest Brother is so ready to open the champagne", right?

The corner of his mouth twitched.

Well, the little junior sister is becoming less and less cute. She is not as serious and old-fashioned as before. She is cute and easy to deceive. I don’t know who led her astray.

When Ouyang Rong was heartbroken, Xie Lingjiang suddenly asked:

"Eldest Brother is a banished immortal who came to the human world?"

Ouyang Rong was startled, "What about banishing an immortal?"

Xie Lingjiang watched his senior brother pretending to be confused and not taking it, and slipped the jade target white sandalwood knife in his hand, pursed his lips, and asked softly:

"What's going on with the purple energy in your eyes?"

Ouyang Rong remained calm: "What are you talking about, junior sister?"

"It was said by the monk who stayed behind in the underground palace called 'Pure Land'."

Xie Lingjiang raised his finger and pointed at the monk's robes, night pearls and other objects in Ouyang Rong's arms:

"I just rushed there and saw the clothes you wore and the precious luminous pearls you once gave me, all scattered on the lotus pedestal in the center. I thought... I thought the senior brother was gone."

Ouyang Rong suddenly understood. No wonder the junior sister looked like she had cried, and her expression was a little haggard and sad...

But immediately, he was speechless again.

After finishing the psychological work for himself last night and preparing to leave, it was already dawn. Ouyang Rong heard the familiar early morning bell ringing outside the underground palace.

He suddenly thought about whether he should try the pickled radish from Zazaiyuan one last time.

After all, I won’t be able to eat it again after I go back.

At least that's how he explained it to himself.

In fact, Ouyang Rong also understands that the wisest thing to do is to immediately redeem the "Return to Come" blessing.

If you can go back, let it go;

If you can't go back, then give up the idea as soon as possible and make plans as soon as possible.

However, if people could really be absolutely rational, then there wouldn't be all the complicated things in this world.

Before leaving the Meilin courtyard the day before yesterday, Ouyang Rong burst into indignation while muttering to himself while watering the orchids.

Now, as he is getting closer and closer to the blessing of "returning here".

The original anger in my heart gradually cooled and dimmed like red hot iron water standing still.
To be continued...