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Rong Chen retracted his hand, looked at Jing Cen indifferently, then pulled Cheng Xiu into the house.

"Deep." Cheng Xiu followed her inside, but called her name. He knew she was angry, so he ignored her.

Still ignoring him, Rong Chen pulled him into the courtyard.

Song Yue looked at his master and shouted, "Master, we..."

"Let's go in first." Jing Cen nodded at Song Yue. She placed her sword back on her back and went in first, followed by Song Yue.

When no one else stood outside the courtyard, the Daoist priest who had been surrounded by the villagers suddenly opened his eyes. He first squinted his eyes and looked around to make sure that there was no one around, before quickly standing up and running out of the village.

He just wanted to cheat some money, who knew that he would meet a real ghost?

Although that kick was heavy, he didn't really faint, it was all an act.

Of course, Rong Chen knew that the fake Taoist had run away, but she couldn't be bothered. She pulled Cheng Xiu into the house and brought him water first. She looked at him with a straight face and said, "Hands."

Cheng Xiu pursed his lips and obediently stretched out his hands. He opened his palms, exposing the small wounds on his palms. There were even some small stones and dust mixed in.

It was obvious that she had told Little Puppet to stay in the yard and not go out. It was fine that he had climbed over the wall, but when he rubbed his hands against the wall, he didn't make a sound, and the more she thought about it, the angrier she got.

She pursed her lips. She was clearly angry, but the way she helped Cheng Xiu clean his wounds was too gentle.

When Jing Cen and Song Yue walked in, they saw this scene. Song Yue was the first to run over. He squatted beside the water basin and asked, "Cheng Xiu, how did you get injured? Does it hurt? "

Cheng Xiu shook his head and was about to say no, but Song Yue realized what he was about to say and gave him a look, trying his best to give him a look.

Cheng Xiu looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Rong Chen didn't notice Song Yue's one-sided eye contact. She frowned as she helped Cheng Xiu clean up the wound, but realized that she forgot to bring a handkerchief. Cheng Xiu's palm was stained with water, so she definitely couldn't apply the medicine.

She let go of Cheng Xiu's hand, stood up, and went to the room to get the handkerchief.

Cheng Xiu thought she was going to leave and quickly got up to follow, but was stopped by Song Yue.

"Are you stupid!?" Song Yue stared at Cheng Xiu and realized that he had said the wrong thing. He changed the topic and asked in a low voice, "Is your sister angry with you?"

"I'm very angry." Cheng Xiu frowned and lowered his head.

Song Yue saw that he stopped worrying about what he said he was doing and quickly said, "I'll tell you how to make her not be angry with you."

"Speak!" Cheng Xiu suddenly raised his head and looked at him with a bright light in his eyes.

At this moment, Song Yue almost thought that Cheng Xiu wasn't stupid, but looking at Cheng Xiu's clean eyes, he felt that he must have been mistaken.

Realizing that Rong Chen could come at any time, Song Yue leaned over and quickly lowered his voice. "I'll ask you if it hurts later on, just say it hurts, the more pitiful you are, the better, okay? She's so good to you, she'll definitely feel sorry for you. When the time comes, she'll only care about feeling sorry for you.

Jing Chen stood at the door and listened to his disciple teach Cheng Xiu. His eyebrows twitched but he did not say anything. Instead, he turned his head to look at Rong Chen.