How to capture the system fairies as wives

Soon, something like a shadow appeared in her eyes.

"This is……"

-

Yushan.

In the master's cave, Miss Jian was sitting in the front hall, staring ahead motionlessly like a doll.

Beside her, Nan Xiaoxiang was taking her pulse with her bare hands rolled up, and on the other side was Chen Yin who was suppressing the sword energy in her body to avoid hurting Nan Xiaoxiang.

Not long after, Nan Xiaoxiang withdrew his hand and stared at her with a strange look.

"How about it?"

"…Forgive my poor medical skills."

Nan Xiaoxiang said with some embarrassment: "I have been practicing medicine for so many years, and I have never seen Miss Jian in such a situation."

“No matter how skilled a doctor is, he still cannot do without the four basic principles of observation, listening, questioning and palpation.”

"But for someone like Miss Jian, who has no meridian points at all and can't even feel her pulse or heartbeat, I really can't do anything."

"It's better to say..." She looked at Chen Yin as if she wanted to say something but didn't.

Chen Yin knew what she wanted to say.

Can someone who doesn't even have a pulse or heartbeat really be considered a living person?

Miss Jian herself didn't feel anything, she was still looking ahead quietly and dully.

As long as there is no sword or anything related to the sword around her, she neither speaks nor moves, and is as quiet as a doll.

"So, we're back to square one."

Chen Yin sighed.

Shen Shuanglian beside them also exchanged glances with Luoluo Qingying and the others.

"Then what should we do next?"

"Anyway, let's keep this ancestor here first."

Chen Yin looked at her with a headache: "This is the only clue we can find right now that is related to the restoration of Changming."

"Whether she wants to get up or not, let her settle down first."

As if she heard someone talking about herself, Miss Jian turned her head and looked at Chen Yin.

Chen Yin's figure was reflected in her clear eyes.

"Chen Yin." She spoke clearly.

"what?"

"I haven't eaten a sword today."

Chen Yin picked up a sword from the mall and threw it to her in annoyance.

The sword girl was like a puppy that had gotten a bone. She looked at the sword from time to time and then put it into her mouth with relish.

Luoluo, Qingying and Nan Xiaoxiang, who witnessed this scene for the first time, had wonderful expressions on their faces.

"This..." Luo Luo covered her mouth in fear.

"Oh my God, is it really edible?" Qingying also had an expression of doubt on her face.

Nan Xiaoxiang turned her head to look at Chen Yin, and Chen Yin gave her a look that said “Don’t ask me, I don’t know either”.

-

The next day, Shen Shuanglian had to return to Wuling Sect to handle sect affairs.

That night she obediently played with Chen Yin and had a great time. During the break she held his arm and leaned on his shoulder.

"...Are you still thinking about Miss Sword?"

"......Yeah." Chen Yin did not deny it.

"I was wondering why the Immortal Venerable would leave Miss Jian in the dangerous area of ​​Tiantu."

"Have you thought of anything?" Shen Shuanglian blinked timidly.

Chen Yin shook his head.

"Oh."

Shen Shuanglian lowered her head and snuggled in his arms, her long eyelashes gently brushing Chen Yin's cheek.

Chen Yin looked at Shen Shuanglian in his arms and suddenly spoke:

"Are you not happy?"

"……No."

Shen Shuanglian didn't say anything, but just buried her head in Chen Yin's neck.

Chen Yin thought for a moment and asked, "Did I do something wrong?"

“It’s not a question of right or wrong.”

Shen Shuanglian suddenly hugged his neck, her eyes dim and hesitant: "It's just..."

"When I'm in your arms."

"Can you... stop thinking about other women?" She spoke cautiously and with some resentment.

Chen Yin stared at her and suddenly couldn't help laughing.

"Even Miss Jian?"

"What's wrong? Miss Jian is also a girl."

"Haha, fine. Mine. How do you want me to compensate you?"

Shen Shuanglian's pretty face suddenly turned red, and her delicate hand gently held Chen Yin's hand.

“One more time…”

"This time, don't think about anyone else. Just look into my eyes."

(Oh my god, I’ll save the double update for tomorrow.)

325. Raising children is the most troublesome thing in the world

The next day, Shen Shuanglian returned to Wuling Sect.

Nan Xiaoxiang also bid farewell to Chen Yin and set off to return to the clinic in Yanxia Prefecture.

"I'm worried about Ye Lingling being alone in the clinic, so I'd better go back and check on her."

The journey was long and it was not convenient for her as an ordinary woman, so Qingying finally took her back.

For a moment, the entire Yushan became deserted again.

Apart from Luoluo and Miss Jian, the only one left was the great witch Biluo, who spent all day recuperating in the bathtub in her master's cave.

Miss Jian quickly adapted to life on Yushan Mountain. For her, life was a simple routine.

Eat sword and sleep.

If she hadn't come across anything sword-related that interested her, she would have continued to live this monotonous life.

Chen Yin was afraid that the child would have mental problems if she was alone for too long, so he asked Luoluo to play with her whenever she had time.

Luo Luo was cheerful and generous, and soon became friends with this delicate girl who looked like a porcelain doll. He took her around everywhere every day.

-

Liuyun City at the foot of Yushan Mountain.

Unlike the ever-changing world of immortal cultivation, the mortal world remains the same for hundreds of years.

No matter how happy those high-ranking immortals are, it has nothing to do with the daily lives of these ordinary mortals.

The market in Liuyun City is still bustling.

"Miss Jian, look at this!"

Luoluo's skirt swayed as she briskly ran to the vendor, picked up a small object, and waved at the sword girl: "Is this cute?"

"What is cute?"

"Well... cute is something that makes you like it at first sight."

"Oh." Miss Sword nodded silently, "Then it's not cute."

"what?"

Luo Luo immediately lowered her head in disappointment: "Isn't it cute? I think it's quite cute."

"That's cute."

As she spoke, the sword girl pointed to a small sword-shaped toy nearby.

Luo Luo: “…”

"You really like everything related to swords."

The sword girl blinked expressionlessly: "Is it wrong to like swords?"

"No, no."

Luo Luo smiled awkwardly.

At this moment, a suppressed noise and shouting came from the crowd not far away.

Luo Luo looked over and saw a group of people gathered on the street in the distance, whispering and pointing, but she had no idea what they were looking at.

Out of curiosity, Luoluo also brought the sword girl over.

In the middle, there was a middle-aged couple in simple clothes, kneeling on the ground. The man kept kowtowing, while the woman was prostrating herself beside him and crying.

In front of the two of them, there was a group of young gentlemen wearing jewels, brocade hats and gorgeous clothes.

Especially the leader, who held a folding fan in one hand and a sword on his waist with the other. His hands and waist were full of beautiful jade, gold and silver, and there was an indescribable playfulness in his eyes.

"My Lord, I really didn't mean to offend you. The jade really broke on its own. I really didn't do anything!"

"You didn't do anything?" A young man kicked the man in the face and said arrogantly, "Do you know how much this jade is worth? Even if you sell it, your whole family won't even be able to make a small fraction of it!"

"You mean, I broke a piece of jade and came to blackmail you, a poor fellow? Why don't you ask everyone who believes it?"

"I, but I..." The man was trembling and unable to speak.

Luo Luo hadn't figured out what was going on yet, when she heard whispers from the crowd around her:

"Alas. The young master of the Wang family is here to cause trouble again."

"As for his piece of jade, I have seen it broken at least three times. He didn't even know how to change it."

"I guess he has set his eyes on the wife of the butcher Zhang again. I really don't know why he would choose the wife of an ordinary person over the coquettish beauties in the brothel."

"Alas, Zhang the Butcher is in trouble now."

Sure enough, after a round of threats and intimidation, a few young men suddenly approached the middle-aged woman lying on the side with lewd smiles, and the woman's crying became even more miserable.

"What are they doing?" Miss Jian gently tugged at the corner of Luo Luo's clothes.

"They are doing bad things. They are bullying people."

"Alas." Luo Luo also sighed and said angrily, "There are always some people who enjoy bullying others. They are so evil."

"Miss Jian, please wait a moment. I will go and teach them a lesson—"

Luo Luo hadn't finished speaking when she suddenly saw Miss Jian's clear eyes fixed on the sword on the waist of the young master of the Wang family.

There was no emotion in her eyes, but her red lips slightly opened:

"His sword..."

"I'm sad."

Huh? Luo Luo looked at her in confusion.

During the fight, the young men had rolled up their sleeves and were ready to drag the woman away. Just as the woman struggled and screamed, butcher Zhang kowtowed until his forehead bled.

Miss Jian suddenly stretched out her hand.