"Yes." Feng Jiu responded, and without saying anything else, she turned around and left, walking towards her room. The moment the door closed, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile on her face.
She came to the table and poured a glass of water to drink, thinking to herself: How can I get the news about the relic and the Heart Sutra? Even ordinary disciples probably don't know about these things. If you want to get them, you can only start from those venerable people.
However, her current identity is somewhat awkward. This identity is not conspicuous, nor outstanding in any aspect. Among so many disciples, she can almost be said to be the ignored one. She doesn't even have the chance to get close to those so-called masters. What should she do to achieve her goal
Thinking of her two children at home, she was eager to go home, so she didn't want to waste too much time here. If she could finish the job quickly, she could also finish it early and leave.
She planned to find an opportunity to inquire before making a decision.
The next morning, when Fengjiu walked out of the room, she glanced at the opposite room and saw that the door had been repaired, but there was no movement in the room of the man surnamed He.
After retracting her gaze, she walked out. The monks she saw along the way all went their own way. When she met them, she just glanced at them without saying hello.
After a tour around this sect, I saw quite a few cases of bullying based on strength, and the sect seemed to condone bullying in duels. If you are not in the duel arena, you cannot beat someone to death. If you are in the duel arena, no one will pursue the matter even if you beat someone to death.
After a day of wandering around, I have gained a certain understanding of the cruelty of this hidden sect.
As it was getting dark, she was about to go back when she saw two women walking towards her. They were talking and laughing as they walked, and their giggles could be heard from far away.
She walked with her eyes slightly closed, thinking that she could just walk past quietly, because one of the women was the woman named Zhu Ling. However, when she passed by the two, Zhu Ling, who was holding her female companion, paused, looked back in surprise, and then called out with a smile.
"Brother Ruan?"
Feng Jiu had no choice but to stop. She quickly turned around to look at Zhu Ling and bowed, "Junior Sister Zhu."
Seeing this, Zhu Ling smiled softly with her red lips covered. She looked at Feng Jiu with her beautiful eyes in a charming manner and said, "It turns out that Senior Brother Ruan still remembers me. I thought Senior Brother Ruan didn't see me just now!"
Feng Jiu smiled awkwardly: "Junior Sister Zhu, you are joking. Junior Sister Zhu is as beautiful as a fairy. I just don't dare to look at her directly, for fear of blaspheming Junior Sister."
There is no good person here. Even the delicate girl is as vicious as a snake. As a woman, she knows very well that even if you provoke a man, you cannot provoke a woman. You must know that when a woman gets serious, no man is her match.
Hearing those compliments, Zhu Ling smiled so hard that her body trembled. She looked at Feng Jiu with charming eyes and said, "I always thought that Senior Brother Ruan was not good at speaking, but I didn't expect that he would make people so happy as soon as he opened his mouth."
"That's because Junior Sister Zhu is indeed as beautiful as a fairy, I'm just telling the truth." Feng Jiu said hurriedly. When she saw her coming forward, she took a step back and kept a distance from her.