Chapter 225
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"You were looking for me?"
Jiu Zimo stood on the Crocodile Bone Mountain with a haggard expression.
How regretful...
He regretted it. On the first day Zhen Xiaoxiao entered the monastery, he had given her his personal token. Now, he couldn't hide it even if he wanted to. That token could summon him for help three times. As long as Zhen Xiaoxiao activated it, he wouldn't be able to refuse.
"I've been here for almost a month, but I haven't invited you up the mountain."
As expected...
It was another "disciple nephew"!
Under Zhen Xiaoxiao's gentle (but dangerous) gaze, the little boy Bei Sansan held a plate with both hands and respectfully handed the hot tea to Jiu Zimo. That obedient and obedient look and the standard etiquette showed that he had been brought up well.
"You... just... just say it. Why are you looking for me?" Jiu Zimo had never seen Bei Sansan like this before. The corners of his mouth twitched.
"Aiya, it's like this. I lack something. The Tiger Subdue Hall has it. But you should know that this elder is focused on cultivation and doesn't have many friends. If no one introduces me, I'm afraid that no one will open the door for me if I go to the Tiger Subdue Hall!" Zhen Xiaoxiao sipped her tea and pretended to be a lady.
Tiger Subdue Hall?
Jiu Zimo's gaze shook.
That was indeed a friendly sect.
However, the more friendly the sect was, the more he didn't dare to meet Zhen Xiaoxiao, the troublemaker! If he brought trouble to a friendly sect as well, how was he going to conduct himself in the underworld in the future?
"What... are you going to do?" He was extremely cautious.
"I'm not going to cause trouble. I'm definitely not going to cause trouble." Knowing what Jiu Zimo was thinking, Zhen Xiaoxiao had a sincere expression. "I have magical currency. I'm just going to buy two ingredients. I promise I'll be obedient!"
In order to prove her innocence, magical currency flowed out of her sleeves like a waterfall.
Jiu Zimo was dumbstruck.
Damn it!
Just how rich are you, lass?
But...
It was good to go to the Tiger Subdue Hall. After all, they were friendly sects. After not contacting each other for six years, they should visit each other.
If he went there, he could inquire if there was any news about the disappearance of the abbot and elders of the Flying Dragon Monastery.
Wu Wen, the Hall Master, was a straightforward man. Perhaps, after knowing his current predicament, he would give some money to the Flying Dragon Temple for the sake of their friendship in the past.
Furthermore, Le Wei was there as well. It had been a long time since they last met, and in his heart, he somewhat … missed her.
"Sure …"
Jiu Zimo calculated in his heart and reluctantly nodded. But just as he was about to open his mouth, he saw Bei Sansan, who was standing beside Zhen Xiaoxiao, suddenly blink at him. Sparkling tears almost gushed out of his eyes!
"But you can." Jiao Zimo swallowed a mouthful of saliva. "But Junior Bei has to follow me down the mountain."
Senior Brother is the best! Senior Brother knows me best!
Throwing away the plate, Bei Sansan jumped into Jiu Zimo's chest and started crying.
"Go, go. We'll set off tomorrow morning!" Zhen Xiaoxiao waved his hand nonchalantly. Since he was going to Fu Hu Hall tomorrow, who was he going to cook for on the mountain?
On the second day.
"Elder Zhen! Elder Zhen, you have to come back quickly! We've planted new bamboos and dug up new worms! " Fairy Cai Xia led a group of female cultivators of the Flying Dragon Monastery, whose eyes were swollen from crying, and reluctantly followed behind Zhen Xiaoxiao (Small Gruel).
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