When Luo Qianqian arrived at the small wooden house, she saw an old man who was barely breathing, just lying on the ground, while Yan stood by, looking calm and composed.
"What happened? What’s wrong with this old man? Did he faint from hunger? Or was he bitten by a snake? Or scared by a wild animal? Or is it a heart attack? Is he just too old?" Luo Qianqian bombarded with a series of questions before stopping.
Yan stood to the side, his face reflecting a myriad of emotions because of these questions.
A mont later, he glanced at the old man on the ground: "...probably from hunger."
"Alright then, a life is a life... He really fainted from hunger, right? Not planning to scam us, is he? He doesn’t have poison or weapons on him, right? Should we catch so fish and toss it next to him?" Luo Qianqian remained skeptical about this place’s small wooden house, as after all, how would an ordinary old man show up in such a place?
"Maybe just throw so food? I feel a bit wary too." Huangfu Yihui looked at the old man with full suspicion.
Yan nodded: "Just pick so wild fruits or sothing, why catch fish? Lighting a fire isn’t safe, see how his hair and beard are already singed? It’s better for an old man to stay away from fire."
"You brat, is this how you treat your master?!" Who would have thought the old man on the ground suddenly jumped up and shouted at Yan, pointing at his nose.
No sign at all of being fainted from hunger?
Luo Qianqian stared in shock at the old man who had jumped up, then looked at Yan’s embarrassed expression alongside, quietly pulling Huangfu Yihui’s sleeve to retreat, both of them exchanged a glance and then nodded, backing away.
"You two don’t leave either, don’t you see this old man here is hungry?" Unexpectedly, the old man had no intention of letting these two go, turning around and shouting angrily when he noticed them.
Luo Qianqian blinked: "Please chat slowly with Yan, I’ll go find so wild fruits for you later, won’t disturb you during your master-disciple’s chat, goodbye." With that, she swiftly turned around, holding Huangfu Yihui’s sleeve, ran faster than a rabbit.
No choice but to be quick, thinking he had fainted earlier, she spoke without reserve; now that he was awake, she was truly afraid of getting into trouble.
"Okay, let’s go quickly, haven’t I said enough? I’ll be heading back in a few days." Only after seeing the two leave did Yan frown and look at the old man, waving his hand to raise a fiery red barrier, isolating all sound and aura.
Who knows what they talked about, but when Yan returned, his clothes were with a shit-hit expression, his face was indescribably foul. These days he had just started to show a smile, and in an instant, it was all in vain.
Luo Qianqian looked at Yan with a dark face leaning by the tree, curiously approached, holding a piece of roasted at: "Want so food?"
Yan took the thing from her hand and nodded, eating the at expressionlessly, but paused again shortly and looked at Luo Qianqian with a hesitant expression.
"What’s wrong? Is there anything I can help with?" Seeing Yan’s strange expression, Luo Qianqian slightly frowned: "Or does the at taste funny?"
Yan imdiately shook his head, took another couple of bites of the skewered at, then lifted his head: "My master is interested in you."
"What?!" Luo Qianqian covered her chest in horror, shook her head repeatedly: "Don’t even think about it, I only like handso guys!"
This loud cry made everyone look over at them, filled with curious glances.
Old man, get as far away as you can, okay?
"What are you thinking?" Yan was speechless, and after a long silence to adjust his mood, he continued: "He wants to take you as a disciple, a closed-door disciple."
"Huh?" Luo Qianqian raised her eyebrows in surprise, then looked at Yan: "What does he teach you? I don’t really feel like I need that many teachers." Just having Xuan Ming was enough trouble. Thinking of Xuan Ming, Luo Qianqian showed a bit of helplessness, she hadn’t seen him recently, wondered if Xuan Ming would want to deal with him?
"He didn’t teach anything." Yan looked seriously at Luo Qianqian and said.
Luo Qianqian’s eyes widened: "Then why should I be his disciple? He’s not even good-looking."
"We’ll talk later then, anyway, you still have ti to consider." Yan gently nodded and sighed, not knowing what he was thinking of.
That night, the group successfully entered the nearest town, settled down, and had a good hearty al.
The next morning, when Qian Xi woke up, she was dumbfounded, why was Yan in her room??? And sitting on a chair??? Doesn’t he know he almost scared her to death???
She went to suffer at Xuan Ming’s place last night, viciously catching up on what she owed, but if soone ca by, Xuan Ming wouldn’t have failed to tell her. Since Xuan Ming hadn’t said anything, it ant Yan arrived only after she returned.
Luckily she didn’t have the habit of sleeping naked...
"What are you doing?" Luo Qianqian still got up, rubbed her eyes, rinsed her mouth, and then asked.
"Did you go out yesterday?" Yan looked at Luo Qianqian with an inspecting expression, face serious.
Luo Qianqian was confused for a mont, then nodded, she’d gone to the Mysterious Nether Realm so that counted as going out, right: "Why?"
"Yesterday for a large part of the ti, your sachet scent was gone and only ca back this morning. Where did you go?" Yan frowned tightly, clearly hadn’t rested for the night, his eyes blatantly filled with worry.
Luo Qianqian shrugged: "For so many days I couldn’t cultivate because of Old General Hua and them, isn’t all that ti wasted? I went out to cultivate."
She paused for a mont before saying: "I also put away the sachet, just to avoid worrying you."
Yan looked at Luo Qianqian, then glanced at the small black cat curled at the foot of the bed, nodded silently, and left without a word.
He didn’t ntion that scent, even if the sachet was put away, the sll on clothes and body couldn’t vanish instantly, water couldn’t wash it away, yet yesterday it truly disappeared without a trace.
Luo Qianqian looked at Yan leaving, then looked at her waist’s sachet, and smiled wryly: "This thing is acting like a GPS tracker now, huh?"
After all, being friends, even if Luo Qianqian had so complaints, she also said nothing because he was worried about her, afraid sothing might happen, it was all good intentions.
After having breakfast in town, they bought a dozen horses. Besides those pulling the carriage, the rest were for people to ride. Luo Qianqian, however, declined Hua Nianyi’s invitation, decisively choosing to ride a horse, even if she’s not very accustod to it.
Don’t think she’s foolish, looking at this pothole-filled road surface, occasionally with so small stones. Most importantly, this carriage has no shock absorbers, every uneven surface would be faithfully transmitted to the cabin.
After a while, seeing the city ahead, Luo Qianqian, with a pale face, was carried off the horse by Huangfu Yihui, she couldn’t close her legs, couldn’t walk steadily on the ground.
Hua Nianyi wasn’t much better, since the streets of the Imperial City were swept clean daily, not a single pebble, so it was relatively smooth. Now he was also helped off the carriage by Hua Siye.
The two pale-faced people glanced at each other and then both vomited...
Huangfu Yihui was lucky, even though Luo Qianqian was uncomfortable, she avoided causing trouble to them, walking sideways to the roadside and knelt down, vomiting.
Hua Nianyi directly vomited all over Hua Siye...
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