Too bad, I was treated as a negative teaching material by Zongmen

Mu Qinqing never expected that Song Yiyue would react like this.

In her opinion, Song Yiyue wouldn't say a sour word was extravagant, but it couldn't be such a bland reaction.

This dull reaction is really strange.

Mu Qinqing followed Song Yiyue to a position further back, and immediately found that many people on the street were trying to avoid the chariot.

As the chariot approached, Mu Qinqing also saw the somewhat blurry red shadow on the chariot through the hidden moon gauze.

This figure seemed familiar, but I couldn't remember who it was for a while.

Mu Qinqing simply stopped thinking about it. When she saw the people around her avoiding these steps like snakes and scorpions, the darkness in her eyes flashed away.

Song Yiyue, who was standing well, suddenly felt a strong push coming towards her, and she couldn't help but stumble forward two steps.

In the blink of an eye, Song Yiyue was squeezed out. Just when she was barely able to stand still, someone reached out and pushed her hard again.

Song Yiyue pounced directly on the vacated road.

Song Yiyue was about to hit the guard in front of her, but the maid on one side stepped forward and reached out to stop Song Yiyue.

After Song Yiyue stood firm, he saw several guards with cultivation levels no lower than the eighth level surrounding him. The weapons in their hands had been unsheathed and they would attack him at any time.

In the current situation, Song Yiyue couldn't find out who was behind it. She just wanted to deal with these people first.

Song Yizhi, who was on the chariot, looked at his sister with a serious and guarded face through the gauze, and sighed inaudibly.

"I'm very sorry for bumping into this fellow Taoist." Song Yiyue said calmly, "I have something here that can be used as an apology. I also ask fellow Taoist Haihan."

Song Yizhi didn't say anything, and the maids and guards naturally didn't say anything.

"Oh?" The voice that suddenly sounded was lazy and somewhat charming.

Song Yiyue inexplicably felt that this voice was familiar, but she couldn't remember who it was for a while.

Song Yiyue took out a storage bag and handed it over with both hands.

Song Yizhi said nothing, but raised his hand and knocked on the armrest.

The maid on the side walked up and took the storage bag, then turned around and handed it over.

A particularly beautiful hand stretched out from the gauze among the people. It was a slender hand with fingers as white as green onions.

Song Yizhi took the storage bag and weighed it before a lazy and charming voice said, "Let's go."

The guards put away their weapons and retreated, and the group of people walked away slowly.

Song Yiyue breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the group of people walking away.

Mu Qinqing, who was standing among the crowd, looked at this scene, the darkness in her eyes flashed away.

Song Yiyue is so lucky!
"You're so lucky, little kid. She's the eldest lady of the Feng family, and she's notoriously cruel." A vendor spoke to Song Yiyue.

Song Yiyue naturally knows something about the secret realm in the past few days since he came here.

"No, that eldest lady is moody and cruel, but she is a top monk with strong strength, and there is an elder Feng behind her." A woman walked up to Song Yiyue and said with some emotion, "The last time we had such a collision The grass on the grave of the monk who killed this eldest lady is three feet high, you are really lucky."

When Song Yiyue heard this, she broke out in a cold sweat.

Therefore, the person who pushed him out came here to take his life!
Who could that black hand be?
Song Yiyue's eyes darkened coldly.

Mu Qinqing squeezed out from the crowd and pulled Song Yiyue with a worried and frightened look, "Ayue, are you okay?"

Song Yiyue looked up at Mu Qinqing, who looked worried in front of her, and shook her head.

"Are you scared?" After Mu Qinqing finished speaking, she said with a look of remorse, "I didn't hold you back properly, I'm sorry, A Yue."

Song Yiyue looked at Mu Qinqing, who was blaming herself and feeling sad. She raised her hand and patted her arm to comfort her, "I'm fine, senior sister."

This secret realm is really dangerous.

"Senior sister will take you to eat delicious food to calm your nerves." Mu Qinqing said warmly.

Song Yiyue nodded.

Song Yiyue walked around the city without hesitation.

In the evening, when Song Yizhi returned, there were not many people on the street. Seeing Song Yizhi arriving late, Feng Lao, Han Zhengchu and the others who were waiting in the lobby breathed a sigh of relief.

"Just come back." Feng Lao said warmly.

Song Yizhi tilted his head.

"It will get dark soon, and the door will be closed after just one cup of tea." Feng Lao said warmly.

Song Yizhi nodded, "Then I'll go out."

Hearing this, Han Zhengchu and others were so frightened that they stood up and blocked the door.

Feng Lao looked at Song Yizhi's posture of going out and sighed helplessly.

This child Zhizhi is really...

"Miss Song, calm down, it's going to be dark soon!" Li Chishu spread his hands and blocked the door.

How dangerous is Lingcheng after nightfall? Even if Song Shenzi is very powerful, he can't take risks!

Zhou Youguang on the other side agreed, "That's right. If Miss Song has anything to do, go tomorrow!"

Qingjun said nothing, just silently blocking the door.

"Don't even think about sneaking out. After nightfall, a defensive barrier will be raised on the inn, making it impossible to enter or exit." Feng Lao's gentle voice sounded.

Song Yizhi snorted.

"Go up and rest." Feng Lao said softly.

Song Yizhi rubbed the dough balls vigorously and turned to go upstairs.

Seeing this, the people blocking the door breathed a sigh of relief.

Mu Qinqing, who was in another inn, also found out the news from the waiter.

Seeing Mu Qinqing's gentleness and ability to talk, the waiter said more, "Go back to the guest room quickly. After the door is closed, you can only stay in the guest room and cannot leave the room."

Mu Qinqing nodded, and then went upstairs with Song Yiyue.

After waiting in the guest room, Song Yiyue turned around to meditate, while Mu Qinqing watched from the door.

The open door was suddenly closed, and the gray knot slowly rose up to cover the entire inn.

Immediately afterwards, Mu Qinqing heard movement outside.

She locked the door with the deadbolt, then walked to the window to check the situation.

At this time, it was getting dark outside.

In the darkened Lingcheng, it was impossible to see anything. Except for the faint light in the room, the surroundings were completely dark.

When Mu Qinqing saw Song Yiyue immersed in meditation, she gently opened the window to observe.

A faint green light suddenly appeared in the darkness.

Rays of green light floated like fireflies, densely packed.

Without waiting for Mu Qinqing's reaction, the green firefly came closer in an instant.

Then there was dim candlelight in the room, and Mu Qinqing could see clearly what was close at hand.

This is not a firefly, these are clearly the eyes of a beast!
Mu Qinqing almost screamed in fright at the face that suddenly came up against her. She covered her mouth with her hands to avoid screaming.

When Mu Qinqing closed the window and calmed down, she thought of those dense green fireflies.

Green eyes, human face... is this a ghost?

So, those green lights are not fireflies, but ghosts?
With so many pairs of eyes, there must be so many ghosts!

Mu Qinqing calmed down and then looked at Song Yiyue who was meditating.

Looking at Song Yiyue who was meditating without any distractions, Mu Qinqing's eyes gradually darkened. (End of chapter)