Chapter 63: Too narrow-minded
"That's right!" Jiang Yu agreed, pushing the things he had sorted out to Wei Xu's side, "I also think he's talking nonsense, making it seem like he's the way of heaven, but in the end he couldn't answer any of the questions we asked him."
"These." She pointed at the things on the table. "These are things sent to you by the people who heard that you were injured."
Wei Xu glanced and asked: "Did you go to the front yard?"
"No." Jiang Yu kept moving his hands and sorted the remaining things. "We met Uncle Cheng when we came here. He said that these were the people who asked him to bring them to you, so we brought them to you."
Wei Xu lowered his eyes and looked.
Ever since these things were piled on the table, he could smell the sweet fragrance emanating from some unknown paper packages.
It should be something like pastries.
He was not interested in these things: "I don't want them."
"Oh." Jiang Yu nodded indifferently, "Then throw it away."
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Wei Xu didn't say anything, just turned around and glared at her.
Jiang Yu grinned at him and quickly put away the last item: "They gave it to you out of kindness, why don't you accept it?"
Wei Xu snorted softly: "You take it."
"I don't want it." Jiang Yu pouted and shook his head, "It was specially given to you, why should I take it?"
She grabbed the small package on top and waved it in front of Wei Xu: "There's tea leaves here."
"Let's talk about this later." She gently put down the tea leaves in her hand, "It's not gentlemanly to waste other people's kindness—" Her almond-shaped eyes curved into a crescent shape, and she raised her chin to Song Lian who was watching the show on the side: "Isn't it, uncle-master?"
Song Lian smiled and nodded: "Yes."
Wei Xu had a headache: "People from the demon world, what gentlemanly conduct do you talk about?"
The aroma of the pastries wafted in waves, filling Wei Xu's nose. He lowered his eyes to see how many pastries were hidden in there.
In fact, there were not many pastries, but they were very fragrant. Wei Xu looked at them one by one and felt that these things were actually more suitable for Jiang Yu.
Whether it was these sweet pastries or those exquisite toys, Jiang Yu liked these things more between them.
But Jiang Yuruo really didn't want it, so it would be a pity to throw it away.
Jiang Yu stretched his head slightly to observe Wei Xu's face. Seeing that he looked relaxed, he quickly pushed the things in front of him again and said arrogantly: "I don't care. If you don't want it, you can solve it yourself. Anyway, I don't care."
Wei Xu looked up at her, blinked, rolled his eyes, then reached out and put these things into his storage ring one by one.
Song Lian almost laughed out loud.
Yuan Heng's gaze shifted from his master who was sitting awkwardly to Wei Xu who was lowering his eyes to put the things into his storage ring, as if he was thinking about something.
Jiang Yu smiled with satisfaction, and then turned his attention to Song Lian: "Where is my father?"
"He's still in the front yard." Song Lian watched the whole process and was quite satisfied. He stood up from the chair slowly and said, "Shall I take you to find him?"
It was like someone handed me a pillow just when I was sleepy. Song Lian’s suggestion was exactly what Jiang Yu wanted.
"Okay."
She happily stood up, gently patted her hands that were stained with a slightly sweet fragrance, and tilted her body to look at Wei Xu, "Then you two continue chatting, I will go to the front yard with my uncle first."
Song Lian and Jiang Yu left cleanly, leaving Wei Xu and Yuan Heng looking at each other in silence.
The two of them, one a demon and the other a human, have always been compared together since they were young. They are each other's invisible opponents. What can they talk about? Should they talk about the demon skills or the immortal secrets?
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Jiang Yu followed behind Song Lian, lowering her head and stepping on his shadow. Song Lian turned around and saw her stepping on his shadow's shoulder in anger.
The shadow under his feet did not move forward. Jiang Yu looked up sharply and met Song Lian's half-smile.
His eyes slowly moved to her foot that was still on his shadow's shoulder, "Girl, you have a lot of opinions about me?"
Jiang Yu followed his line of sight and glanced down at his feet. He pursed his lips and moved a step to the left, avoiding Song Lian's eyes that seemed to see through everything.
"No." She pursed her lips and smiled dryly, "This is my habit. I also step on my mother's shadow."
Song Lian chuckled, said nothing, turned around and continued walking.
Jiang Yu continued to follow behind and step on the shadow.
"Junior apprentice brother." Song Lian's smiling voice came from the front, scaring Jiang Yu so much that she immediately withdrew her foot that was about to step on Yingzi's chest. She looked up in panic and was relieved to see that the other party was still walking forward leisurely with his back to her.
"What is it?" Her voice was clear, "Uncle Master."
Song Hui smiled and said, "If you have any questions, you can ask me first."
Jiang Yu was a little excited, but also a little hesitant.
She knew that as the leader of such a large sect as the Sun Moon Immortal Sect, Song Lian must know something about the so-called savior.
But for some unknown reason, Jiang Yu didn't want to let anyone know her thoughts on the matter, so she didn't want to discuss it in detail. So she only asked the question that she should be most concerned about: "Does the savior really exist?"
Song Lian did not stop or look back. He looked up at the setting sun and said with a smile, "Even if it's not true, if three people make a tiger, then fake things will become real."
So is it true or false?
Jiang Yu didn't understand.
Song Lian continued: "Any other questions?"
Jiang Yu let go of his shadow: "Is this person really me?"
Since he was behind Song Lian, Jiang Yu had no way of knowing his expression. He could only see him shaking his head: "This is determined by heaven, and we cannot change it no matter what."
What riddle is this?
So is it her or is it not her?
Jiang Yu still didn't understand and felt a little annoyed.
Song Lian continued to walk forward: "Wen Ren Huai described this matter in great detail, and he could talk about saving the world and Jing Mo in detail. He felt that he was the one chosen by Heaven, and his meaning was the meaning of Heaven?"
Jiang Yu raised his head: "Master, do you also know what he said?"
Song Lian continued to shake his head: "How would I know? If he is really the one chosen by heaven, then these things will only be known by the chosen one."
Jiang Yu seemed to understand what he said, but became even more irritated for some reason.
Song Lian laughed: "Wen Ren Huai is just talking nonsense, telling you a lot of ways to save the world?"
Jiang Yu was annoyed, thinking of Wen Ren Huai's words that if she couldn't beat Jing Mo, she would die, and if she could beat Jing Mo, she would also die, and sneered: "Besides repeatedly talking about the three hundred years of spiritual power and my short life, what else can he say? What about the person chosen by heaven? I think he doesn't know anything."
and also?
Jiang Yu paused, stunned by the word "also" that he blurted out, and suddenly looked up at Song Lian, his face changed drastically, and he jumped up and said: "You people from the Immortal Sect are so cunning!"
She said bitterly: "You even deceived a little girl like me!"
She summarized what Wenren Huai said in just a few words. As for Song Lian, she asked him three questions in a row, which was no different from not asking any questions!
(End of this chapter)
