Xiuxian Work Log

Chapter 293 Follow-up

After killing the official, Ji Fuyou tried to enter the official's body and found that it was unexpectedly smooth.

Lin Qingyue continued, "This gentleman isn't the center of the formation? Then who is? Ji Fuyou, this is an illusion about you, so could it be that Ji Canglan is the center of the formation?"

"Maybe." Fu Weisheng said this, but Lin Qingyue still felt that Ji Canglan was the most suspicious.

Lin Qingyue heard the shouting coming from outside and found that the person was looking for her.

"Then I'll go first."

"Go ahead. We'll come find you if there's any action."

"See you."

After a brief greeting, Lin Qingyue took advantage of the chaos to slip back into the middle of the team and grabbed his grandmother's sleeve.

"Grandma, are you looking for me?"

"Oh, my goodness! Where have you been?"

Grandma was startled by Lin Qingyue's sudden appearance.

"I left the toilet and heard someone selling candied haws outside, so I went to buy some."

Lin Qingyue raised the candied haws in his hand.

Grandma held the child in her arms and shouted, "My dear, if you want to eat candied haws, tell me and I will take you to buy some. You didn't even say hello to me. I am so worried."

Lin Qingyue snuggled up to the old woman and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, grandma. I won't do this again."

"We can't do this again."

The team looking for someone dispersed after Lin Qingyue appeared.

Lin Qingyue also felt strange and didn't know where her grandmother found so many people.

After returning home, Lin Qingyue tried to go out several times, but he was either held in someone's arms or came back after walking a short distance.

After several attempts, Lin Qingyue still couldn't find a chance to escape.

This can't go on like this. Ji Fuyou and Fu Weisheng didn't come to find her for some reason. The lack of news made Lin Qingyue anxious.

But Lin Qingyue didn't have to wait long before a new turning point appeared.

Ji Canglan.

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Ji Canglan looked at the little girl who had been staring at him and felt a little puzzled, but he still smiled at Lin Qingyue in a friendly manner.

"My dear, what are you doing here?"

Grandma ran over and tried to pull Lin Qingyue away, but Lin Qingyue grabbed Ji Canglan's wooden sword.

He refused to let go no matter what.

"release."

Grandma looked at Lin Qingyue with a stern face. Lin Qingyue said sorry in his heart but still grabbed the wooden sword.

"I want to learn sword!"

"What?" Grandma felt like she was struck by a bolt from the blue, and she froze in place.

It took her a moment to find her voice.

"...Aren't swordsmanship only for boys? Why are you learning these?"

Lin Qingyue: "I don't care, I want to learn sword, brother, teach me."

Lin Qingyue wanted to throw herself into Ji Canglan's arms, but Ji Canglan lifted her collar.

Ji Canglan looked at Lin Qingyue and found it incredible.

"Do you really want to learn swordsmanship? My Daoist skills are not very deep, so I'm afraid I can't teach you much. Do you also want to learn swordsmanship from me?"

Lin Qingyue looked at the boy opposite him seriously: "You need to learn sword."

Ji Canglan smiled: "Why?"

Lin Qingyue: "Why?"

Ji Canglan: "Learning swordsmanship has at least one purpose. What is your reason for learning swordsmanship?"

Lin Qingyue: "Isn't it okay if you want to learn?"

"Is it not okay if I want to learn?" Ji Canglan murmured: "Yes, if I want to learn, I can learn. Isn't this the most fundamental reason? I understand!"

Lin Qingyue watched as the young man stood up for no apparent reason. He then hugged Lin Qingyue and said to the old woman, "Grandma, your granddaughter is a good candidate for swordsmanship. Would you like her to learn swordsmanship from me?"

"Learn... sword?" Grandma was so angry that she could hardly speak.

Finally, Lin Qingyue's parents were called over and asked to kick this person out.

"How can a little girl learn swordplay? Such a dangerous thing?"

"Mother, this is Monk Ji. Many people begged but couldn't become his disciple. We, Qingyue, must have cultivated good fortune in our past lives, and it has only manifested recently."

"My son, say something! This is your only daughter!"

"What can I do? Monk Ji is so powerful, how can mortals like us resist him? You are not afraid of him..."

"He dares?!" The old man raised his eyebrows and said, "If he dares to touch my Lin family, I will report him to the government!"

The daughter-in-law beside him chuckled: "Who do you think the government officials will favor? Isn't it just Monk Ji, who is just like them? I don't understand, such a good path, why don't you take it? You have to force people into a corner before they agree, right?"

The son also advised: "Mom, calm down first. This is not necessarily a bad thing for Guaiguai. Think about it, if Guaiguai stayed with us, how many young talents would be snatched away by powerful forces in other places? It's different now that Guaiguai has become a sword cultivator. Sword cultivators should look for sword cultivators, right? Sword cultivators are always better than mortals, right?"

After the couple finished singing a drama, one in white and one in red, grandma also agreed to let Lin Qingyue and Ji Canglan learn sword.

Lin Qingyue was extremely excited, and the others all looked unhappy.

With so many people in the family, there is always discussion and envy about children who have deviated from the normal path.

Several children were lying on the wall, watching Lin Qingyue's back as he was pulled away by the boy's hand.

"When do you think we can become great sword masters?"

"I don't know, but at least after I get married, right? That's what my mother told me before."

"That's too long, right? I'll be old by then."

"Isn't it more than ten years? Why does it look old?"

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"This is your room."

Lin Qingyue put down the bedding and a series of sundries and looked at the room which had nothing but a bed.

“Is this the Wasteland style?”

"What do you mean by wasteland style? This is clearly a private room."

Lin Qingyue: ...

It was even worse than the room she stayed in during the Zi Yang Sword Sect's initiation competition.

But thinking that this was just a small sword cultivator at the third level of Qi training, Lin Qingyue felt that everything was okay.

After all, sword cultivators are notoriously poor.

"Nothing much. When do we start sword practice?"

Ji Canglan: "No rush, we still need to wash off the dust."

"Is there such a step?" Lin Qingyue thought.

Dust-Breaking System: "Of course there are, dear. Rules are made by people. What other questions do you have? Why are you still stuck in this illusion? Come out, big sister has a new mission!"

Lin Qingyue: "Can you blame me for this? If you hadn't been urging me all the time, do you think I would be trapped here?"

"But you can't be passive and lazy, right?"

"Which eye of yours saw me slacking off?"

"I saw it with both eyes."

"Oh, so what? Unless you tell me the key to the formation now."

Dust-Breaking System: "Be a human being, and try to trick me now."

Lin Qingyue: "Delay the mission."

Dust Breaking System replied in a frivolous voice, “No, no.”

Lin Qingyue: "Whatever. If I can't finish it, I can just try again."