As soon as the words fell, everyone looked at Qin Wanwan, and then a bunch of swords were pointed at her: "You want to beat the officials?"
"I don't!"
“That’s right!”
The two reacted quickly and said in unison. Qin Wanwan looked at Jian Xingzhi in shock: "Why do you want to hurt me like this?"
Jian Xingzhi was speechless for a moment. After holding it in for a long time, he finally found an excuse: "Don't you think they are going too far?"
"When did you start being so brave?"
"For those who practice Taoism," Jian Xingzhi said with great righteousness, "helping the weak and suppressing the strong is also a form of training."
"It's me who's practicing Taoism, not you!"
"So I help you create opportunities for training."
As he spoke, a big knife came down with great force. Jian Xingzhi grabbed Qin Wanwan's purse and pulled it gently, pulling it into his hand and sliding it into his sleeve without anyone noticing. At the same time, he and Qin Wanwan each stepped aside, and the big knife fell between the two of them.
"The official is talking to you, don't you take us seriously?"
The soldier looked at Qin Wanwan. Qin Wanwan gritted her teeth and pointed at Jian Xingzhi: "What he said has nothing to do with me!"
"No matter if you have any connection or not, let's take it down together!"
The soldier roared, and Qin Wanwan saw that the situation was not good, so she turned around and ran, and was chased into the city in panic.
Jian Xingzhi and she split up into two groups and ran away together. He was nimble and climbed over the wall to shake off the pursuers, then reached the street. Seeing that there was no one around, he caught his breath, looked back at the place in the distance where the sound of fighting was deafening, shook the Qiankun bag in his hand, and walked into a high-end luxurious inn not far away.
As soon as he entered the inn, the waiter came up to him and greeted him respectfully: "Sir, would you like to stay at the inn?"
"Two Tianzi rooms."
"I'm sorry," the waiter forced a smile, "there is only one room left in the Tianzihao, please see..."
Hearing this, Jian Xingzhi frowned immediately: "One room?!"
666 was just about to persuade him that sharing a room would help foster affection, when he heard Jian Xingzhi yell, "Do you know who my master is? Ask someone to give up the room. I can't sleep in a normal room!"
The waiter was stunned for a moment, and then he heard a man speak in a rude voice: "Who is your master? Let me see who he is."
Jian Xingzhi glanced over with disdain: "You are not worthy of knowing my master's name. If you have the guts, just wait here. She will be here soon!"
As he said this, Jian Xingzhi turned around and said hello to the waiter: "Prepare some water for me, I want to take a bath."
The moment I turned around, a "ding" sound rang in my mind.
"Cause trouble +1"
666: “…”
I have to say that its master is a genius when it comes to attracting hatred.
The waiter quickly filled the tub for Jian Xingzhi, who got into the tub comfortably. 666 saw that he was in a good mood, so after thinking it over again and again, he spoke carefully: "Master, do you feel that the way you carry out your mission... is a little too abrupt?"
"How is it so blunt?"
"That's right. Although we have to carry out the mission, we also have to follow common sense. According to the script, although Jian Zhiyan caused trouble, it was all passive, so we can't blame him. Either he was teased because he was too beautiful, or he was hunted because he had no intention of saving people. You don't look like a persecuted male favorite, but a spy sent by the enemy to kill the heroine..."
666's voice became increasingly quiet. "According to current calculations, the possibility of your core mission, which is to make the heroine say 'protect you until you ascend to heaven', seems to be decreasing."
Jian Xingzhi: “…”
"Then what should I do?" Jian Xingzhi frowned, "How can I get into trouble without being at fault?"
"Listen to me," 666 suddenly became interested, "Wait a moment, dress up a little more coquettishly, dress up a little more beautifully, and go downstairs by yourself to get drunk."
"Will this work?"
Jian Xingzhi couldn't believe it, and 666 nodded quickly: "You have to be confident in your appearance! Now there is only one question," 666 hesitated, "Will the heroine come back?"
"Yes," Jian Xingzhi said affirmatively. He looked at the Qiankun bag on the stool next to him, "Her Qiankun bag is with me."
666 didn't say anything. At that moment, it suddenly realized Jian Xingzhi's wisdom.
While Jian Xingzhi was washing himself clean, Qin Wanwan was chased all the way to the alley by the pursuers.
These were all mortals. She could not use magic or kill people. She could only run away from being chased, barely resisting with her mediocre kung fu.
Although these mortals had no magical powers, they were all martial artists. If it was a mere martial arts contest, Qin Wanwan would not be their match at all. She barely managed to dodge their moves, and her movements became more and more proficient.
It wasn't long before she noticed that on the panel in her mind, there was a "Martial Arts Proficiency" that was constantly increasing. Every time she dodged, attacked, and received a sword, a "+1" would be displayed.
Her movements became more and more smooth, until finally, she saw a high wall, she jumped over the wall, jumped into the pool in the yard behind the wall, and then swam out along the water. After swimming out, she looked around and found it was a small river. She quickly climbed out, stood up and walked in the opposite direction of Xunxian Town.
"Wait," 38 reminded her, "where are you going?"
"Let's go," Qin Wanwan walked very quickly, trying her best to express her anger, "You don't think I will go back to find Jian Zhiyan, do you? I tell you, it's impossible. He stabbed me with the sword, and I barely forgave him. Now, judging from his performance today, he is definitely an undercover who wants to kill me. I'm leaving right away, I'm breaking off relations with him, and we'll never have any contact again! I'm telling you, don't say a good word for him today, I won't want this man anymore!"
38 had never seen Qin Wanwan so angry before. It was stunned for a moment. Qin Wanwan kicked away the branches blocking the road and walked towards the official road aggressively. 38 was silent for a while, but it still reminded her: "Um, Master, have you considered how to live in the future?"
"What's the consideration for this?"
Qin Wanwan was full of confidence: "Qin Wan has saved a lot over the years. I scraped off all the gold powder in Qin Wan's room in the Questioning Heart Sect. It's enough for us to enjoy luxury for a lifetime."
"Then," 38 said cautiously, "where should we put the gold powder?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Wanwan stopped and subconsciously touched her waist, and was immediately shocked.
She put a tracking talisman in her Qiankun bag. With a little sensing, she realized the location. She turned around and ran without hesitation, heading back towards Xunxian Town.
She couldn't go out the front door, so she had to go back the same way, swim back in the river, return to the yard, climb over the wall and get to the alley. Fortunately, the pursuers had left by then, and she didn't care about her wet clothes and hair covered with water weeds, and she rushed hurriedly towards the purse.
38 saw that she was extremely angry, so he persuaded her: "Don't be angry, in fact, Jian Zhiyan is also your lucky star. Your foundation is too weak now, and you don't have enough experience in fighting with others. He is causing trouble here, which is just right. If you fight more and gain more practical experience, it won't be too difficult to go to Tianjian Sect. The script upgrades you in a very scientific way. You are a heroine, why are you afraid of fighting?"
"I understand." Qin Wanwan understood that the role of Jian Zhiyan is that of the troublemaker in traditional novels who always causes trouble for the protagonists and never dies. Although every time they cause trouble, they can effectively advance the plot and bring extra benefits to the protagonists, it does not prevent them from becoming the most annoying saints in all TV dramas and novels.
This way of constructing a plot that relies on troublemakers to drive the plot has been out of date for many years. As an excellent protagonist, Qin Wanwan does not allow such people to be around her.
She immediately, immediately, snatched the purse and sold him out!
She wanted to sell him to the mining area, let him use his expertise to dig spiritual stones for the rest of his life!
When Qin Wanwan rushed towards Jian Xingzhi frantically, Jian Xingzhi had already changed his clothes. Following the system's instructions, he put on a pink gown, tied his hair up with a jade hairpin, and sat by the window in the lobby.
Everyone around him looked at him and sized him up from time to time.
"Put your hands on the window, support your chin, look at the street, and be a little sad."
666 taught him, Jian Xingzhi leaned on his hands and looked towards the street with a sad look.
At that moment, everyone suddenly felt that the beauty in front of them exuded a murderous intent unique to masters, and they immediately retracted their gazes, not daring to look at her again.
666: “…”
"Order some more wine and act like you're hurt by love and drunk."
666 continued to instruct, Jian Xingzhi nodded, and called the waiter: "Waiter, give me twenty jars of the best liquor!"
666: “…”
Noticing something was wrong, Jian Xingzhi frowned: "What happened again?"
"Well, Master," 666 reminded nervously, "Beauty, just drink one pot."
"Aren't you going to get drunk?" Jian Xingzhi was dissatisfied, "How can you get drunk with just one pot of wine?"
666: “…”
Twenty jars of strong liquor were brought up. Jian Xingzhi looked at the liquor and surveyed the surroundings. Except for the guest from the Tianzi Room whom he had offended at the beginning, no one else dared to look him in the eye.
He began to doubt 666's plan: "Will they really bother me for my beauty?"
“It was possible…”
Now... not necessarily.
Jian Xingzhi was not surprised, he knew that this system was unreliable.
He still has to do the task.
Jian Xingzhi thought it over, picked up the wine, and sighed to the void: "Master is right, this Xunxian Town is full of stupid people, not a single one can fight."
Hearing this, the martial artists around couldn't bear it and slapped him. Several people stood up one after another: "How can you talk like that? Who is your master? Let her come out and practice!"
"No problem," Jian Xingzhi sneered contemptuously, "My master will come and beat you in a moment! Don't run away if you dare."
"Whoever runs away is a grandson!"
"Then we'll see."
"Little brother, don't be so aggressive..."
"Don't open your mouth, or my master will beat you."
"Oh my god, I have never seen such an arrogant person in decades..."
Jian Xingzhi was swearing at everyone in the lobby. Qin Wanwan ran all the way to the inn exhausted. From a distance, she saw Jian Xingzhi sitting at the window arguing with someone. She rushed into the lobby and shouted angrily, "Jian Zhiyan!"
When Jian Xing turned around, he saw Qin Wanwan with water plants on her head, her whole body wet, her eyes full of anger, staring at him angrily.
He was stunned for a moment, then he shouted with joy: "Master, you are here?"
As soon as the words fell, everyone in the hall who had been patient for a long time drew their swords. Qin Wanwan realized something was wrong, but she only had time to shout "Wait, I'm not..." before she saw the big knife coming like the wind and chopping directly on her sword.
"Since you are so arrogant, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Everyone shouted, and Qin Wanwan shouted in grief and anger: "I have nothing to do with him!"
"Here is the indenture."
Jian Xingzhi slammed the indenture contract on the table, and everyone turned to look at Qin Wanwan: "You're still lying!"
"Jian Zhiyan!"
Qin Wanwan wanted to tear this man to pieces, but Jian Xingzhi didn't notice it at all. He happily grabbed a plate of peanuts and watched the battle from afar. Whenever someone attacked Qin Wanwan from behind, he would pop a peanut from his hand to prevent Qin Wanwan from getting hurt, while slowly counting the number of tasks completed in his mind.
He had already accomplished the trouble +10 task by taunting different people just now.
Now it is fighting +5. Every time Qin Wanwan fights with someone who rushes forward for different reasons, the number of fighting will immediately increase by +1.
He was originally watching the fun from the side, but as he watched, he found that Qin Wanwan's movements became more and more smooth.
She seemed to have a strange ability to correct errors, and each time she struck out her sword, she could correct it a few points more accurately than the previous time.
For a sword cultivator, this ability to correct mistakes is more precious than spiritual roots. Many sword cultivators swing their swords ten thousand times, but there is not much difference from the first time. They will never know where they went wrong when they swung the sword. Even someone with extraordinary talent like Jian Xingzhi sometimes has to repeat it many times before realizing his mistakes.
But Qin Wanwan is different.
Although her sword is immature, it has an aura that is rare among sword practitioners.
Jian Xingzhi stood up involuntarily, his eyes fixed on Qin Wanwan. Seeing that Qin Wanwan was exhausted, he picked up the whole plate of peanuts, ready to end the fight in an instant.
At that moment, the door was suddenly blown open by the wind, and a staff with paper money hanging on it spun in, circling the hall, just helping Qin Wanwan to force everyone back.
The staff swung back to the gate, and a young man walked into the hall. He raised his hand gracefully, grabbed the end of the flying staff, raised his clear eyes and looked at Qin Wanwan with a smile.
"My benefactor, it's too late to come down."