The room was locked. Could he have gotten in through the window
Didn’t think any more about it.
Jiang Niannian kicked the door open and saw Zhao Anming lying on the ground wailing. His arm was cut by a dagger and the blood soaked the bedding red.
"Niannian, what's wrong?" Yin Buqi ran out with his bare white feet, and his face darkened when he saw the scene in front of him.
"Who is it? Who hurt you?" Jiang Niannian went over to help Zhao Anming up, and took out a hemostatic pill from her Qiankun bag and gave it to him to take. That was the pill Shen Yu gave her before she left, and she didn't expect to use it so soon.
"No... No one hurt me, I hurt myself..." Zhao Anming was a little embarrassed and stammered, "I was afraid of bad guys at night, so I asked the inn for a dagger and put it under my pillow. I didn't expect that the dagger slipped out while I was sleeping..."
Jiang Niannian was dumbfounded, while Yin Buqi stood aside with his mouth twitching.
I was shocked, what kind of performance was this!
She had read novels before and had seen scenes where people put knives under their bodies for self-defense, and she had always worried that the knife might stab her, but she never expected that someone would actually stab her.
The wound was not very deep, so Jiang Niannian used her spiritual power to heal Zhao Anming. After a simple bandage, she carried Yin Buqi back to the room to sleep.
Under the quilt, Zizi held her hand, looking somewhat serious, and said in a low and devout voice: "When I grow up, I want to marry Nian Nian. I don't want Nian Nian to do that kind of thing with other men."
Jiang Niannian was so sleepy that she didn't react for a moment: "What kind of thing?"
"That's right, it's that kind of thing... I won't tell you anymore, you're not ashamed!" Yin Buqi's red eyes were wide open, and the little boy's face was already flushed red. He glared at Jiang Niannian fiercely, turned around, and fell asleep with his butt facing her.
Jiang Niannian didn't take Yin Buqi's words to heart, thinking that they were just the words of a child jokingly and should not be taken seriously.
The second day.
Buzhou City is not too far from Huaijiang City. Jiang Niannian plans to send Zhao Anming home first, and then come back to enter the Guiyuan Formation with Yin Buqi.
"Niannian, I want to be with you." Yin Buqi pulled the corner of Jiang Niannian's clothes and said pitifully.
Yin Buqi was raised by her to be fair and tender, with delicate and beautiful features, a little baby fat, and a cold expression, but inexplicably he made people feel cute.
Jiang Niannian's heart was trembling with joy because of his cuteness. It seemed like it was about to explode. She wished she could hold him down and knead him.
She must be in a difficult situation being stared at by this little guy!
She touched Yin Buqi's head and said with a smile: "My sword can't carry too many people. If it's overloaded... it won't fly."
“…Okay, then come back soon.” Yin Buqi held the coal ball, his pale little face stern, his eyes fixed on Jiang Niannian.
"good."
Before leaving, Jiang Niannian handed the Qiankun bag to Yin Buqi, touched his head and said with a smile: "Your cultivation is not good enough now, so stay in the inn and don't run around. There are many defensive magic weapons and talismans in it. Take them out and use them when necessary."
Yin Buqi nodded meekly.
Jiang Niannian couldn't help but laugh when she saw her well-behaved child.
Then she heard Zhao Anming whisper in her ear: "Fairy, I am powerless now."