Love Brain

Author: Unlucky Caffeine

Love Brain

Although it was really bizarre, Xiao Miaoxian's tone was sincere and even quite expectant, so it really didn't sound fake.

Jian Baisan believed it, and agreed to wait until tomorrow morning for her to come back to work. She would live in Gongzhu Hall for a while.

After all, this was the benefactor who gave the job. Jian Baisan said: "I just heard that Mrs. Miaoxian is not feeling well. If you want to go back to Gongzhu Hall, I will take you back. The night is wet and cold, and this place is remote."

Xiao Miaoxian was stunned and said: "No, no, you are a girl too! And... I have something else to do, you go first!"

Jian Baisan somehow heard a hint of excitement in this voice.

But it's right to think about it. It's also a good thing to use the excuse of not feeling well to go out for a walk.

Jian Baisan said goodbye to her, and after asking people and relying on memory along the way, he finally arrived at the end of Baini Alley.

Before entering, Jian Baisan heard crying inside.

After a pause, she opened the door.

Li Laishun's crying stopped.

Jian Baisan stood at the door with his arms folded and said: "I found a job and will do it tomorrow. Please take care of it these days. You buy me the spiritual stone for food flowers and I will return it to you then. .”

Dahuang ran over and stood at her feet.

Li Laishun lowered his head and said, "You...you don't live here anymore..."

"It's too far here." Jian Baisan said concisely.

When she turned back to close the door, Li Laishun mustered up the courage to run over, hold the door open, and said: "I, I didn't mean to leave you! I didn't want to sell you, I really went to find my sister!"

"Don't...don't hate me, I'm sorry..."

He put something into Jian Baisan's hand. It felt warm and delicate, and cold to the touch, "This...my sister was lost several years ago, and I came here to find her...This is proof! My sister also has it." Half a piece, I really came to see my sister!"

It was probably some kind of round jade pendant, split into two halves, and the broken part felt rough to the touch.

But, why should I go to a brothel to find my sister? It doesn’t make sense.

Jian Baisan returned the jade pendant to him and said goodbye politely.

Li Laishun stood at the door, holding Bingbing's jade pendant in his hand. He looked at Jian Baisan's back and her knife for a while, feeling blocked and uncomfortable.

Since the death of his adoptive father, he has not lived a popular life for a long time. He owed so many debts that he thought he would spend his whole life wallowing in other people's boats.

He originally thought that this time was an opportunity, but in the end, the opportunity was ruined by himself.

There is no news about my sister...

Jian Baisan's back had disappeared. He closed the door, hid the jade pendant again in a small hole in the corner, stayed in a daze for a while, and prepared to sleep.

Tomorrow, we have another day of work.

…

On the other side, Jian Baisan settled in a small room dedicated to servants and maids in the backyard of Gongzhu Hall.

Maybe it's because washing clothes in winter hurts the body, and the clothes used by young ladies are mostly made of good materials. They can't hammer them with a hammer, but can only rub them one by one with their hands, so the wages here are very high.

In one month, there are thirteen spiritual stones.

After doing this for two months, Jian Baisan felt even more relaxed.

When she was washing clothes by the river during the day, some older girls and younger wives would often come to see her wash clothes, and they would often say things like, "Young people are very angry," and "Look how neat they are at work."

There seemed to be another banquet the day before. Jian Baisan washed clothes until night. As she was about to leave, she heard the footsteps of Xiao Miaoxian again.

Xiao Miaoxian should be entertained by guests in the Gongzhu Pavilion at night and was not allowed to go out, but Jian Baisan could always hear her passing behind him while doing laundry at night.

There were not many people coming and going, but Jian Baisan was a cultivator after all, and his ears were superb, so he could hear it right away.

Today's footsteps came from afar, but they were unconcealed and rapid, but one was light and the other was heavy, as if she had sprained her foot. She could also hear her calling someone's name twice.

What is "Pei Lang"?

...And, there were two footsteps in total.

Behind Xiao Miaoxian there were irregular steps, very heavy, belonging to a drunken man.

When Xiao Miaoxian saw Jian Baisan, she rushed over as if she had seen a savior, and grabbed her arm like a life-saving straw: "There is... someone is following me..."

Jian Baisan put his hand on the knife, Dahuang barked in response, and the man was finally frightened away.

As a result, Jian Baisan was dragged in through the secret door in the backyard by the frightened Xiao Miaoxian in a daze, and finally sat in her room.

There was a stove burning in her room, which was very warm.

Xiao Miaoxian's maid Qiuniang knew she was back and wiped her face with a hot towel, but she didn't ask any more about Jian Baisan.

Xiao Miaoxian hugged the bed pillar with one hand and held Jian Baisan with the other. After a while, she calmed down and then let go.

Jian Baisan thought for a while and felt that this was an opportunity, so he said: "I have learned martial arts since I was a child, and I have a skill. You pass by the river every night. If you need it, I can be your guard. I will give you more than a week."

I only need two spiritual stones. With the foundation established, I should have no opponents."

But I didn't expect that this sentence caused a big stir.

After hearing her words, Xiao Miaoxian was looking at her blankly, but Qiuniang, the maid, grabbed Xiao Miaoxian and said urgently: "Miss, you told me that you went out to have a chat with Lady Yi from Chunxiang House at night.

When she talks about poetry, her carriage is waiting downstairs every day, so why would the lady pass by the river?"

Xiao Miaoxian came to her senses and was speechless.

"You must have met that Pei or something again! Oh, my lady! Don't you know that Mr. Zhang is interested in you? He has prepared the spiritual stones and is waiting to take you home! What if?

The news has spread, but what should I do?"

Xiao Miaoxian picked at the sheets and said, "I don't like Mr. Zhang. He beats people. Yesterday, I heard from Pei Lang that the last woman he redeemed was dead..."

"Then why don't you like that Pei!" Qiuniang said urgently, "He even has to save a year's worth of spiritual stones for one night! How can you live a good life if you follow him?"

"His name is Pei Congqing!" Xiao Miaoxian's voice rose and then fell, "He...he is very nice..."

"He is very considerate. If I could stay with him, I would wash my hands, make soup, and have children for him, and I would be willing."

Under Qiuniang's glare, Xiao Miaoxian said weakly: "Redemption, he doesn't need to worry about the spiritual stones to redeem himself! I have saved a lot in the past few years..."

Qiuniang stamped her feet and ran around the room twice in a hurry, not knowing what to say.

After taking a look at Jian Baisan, he suddenly reacted: "Wait, what did you just say?"

"I said, give me two spiritual stones a week, and I can protect Lady Miaoxian and ensure that she will not encounter such danger as today."

"No, it's not," Qiuniang's eyes opened wider and wider, "that last sentence!"

Jian Baisan said: "I have no rivals under the Foundation Establishment."

In fact, it's more than that. Her jade butterfly is a Geng-level spiritual beast. It has the strength of a low-level golden elixir and can be driven by a single thought.

"You, you are actually a cultivator? Then why are you looking for jobs everywhere, and even washing clothes for young ladies and doing such menial work..."

"I'm very short of spiritual stones," Jian Baisan said, "If Mr. Zhang is really that careless about human life, if you give me enough spiritual stones, I can kill him."

"But...how can a cultivator..."

Jian Baisan realized it and frowned slowly, "Why can't immortal cultivators be disabled? I also know other immortal cultivators who are sick but strong."

For example, Luo Xiaoyu.

"I want to know why everyone in this city thinks this way?"
Chapter completed!