Ms. High Risk Occupation

Chapter 195 Making a Wish at the Lantern Festival (Part [-])
"Xuanxiang!"

"Xuanxiang!"

Ning Zhao, Chu Yu, and the Prophet all stared wide-eyed.

Ning Zhao hastily stretched out her hand to grab Xuan Xiang's trouser leg, but it was still a step too late, as her fingers separated from the gray-black fabric.

Chu Yu jumped down from the side of the frisbee, slipped Xuanxiang's collar and fished him back.

When the two of them stood on the frisbee again, Xuanxiang was still trembling with her eyes closed, and her small mouth was so high that it could hang an oil pot.

"Hey, little Xuanxiang, do you still know how to be afraid?" Seeing his appearance, the prophet burst out laughing.

Xuan Xiang dared to open her eyes only when she heard a familiar voice.

When he saw the prophet in front of him, he burst into tears.

"Stinky tortoise, stinky tortoise!"

Perhaps it was the system's "koi carp" that played a role. In the past three months, Ning Zhao's luck was so good.

The Prophet looked at the tears and snot "accidentally" rubbed on his clothes by Xuan Xiang, silently raised his head and looked at Ning Zhao Chu Yu, with speechlessness written all over his face.

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"No matter what happens, Chu Yu and I have a way to escape unscathed, you have to remember well, don't stand up for us!"

"Wuhu~ Good! We must be obedient!"

Seeing her look relaxed, Xuan Xiang was overjoyed and hugged her even tighter.

Xuanxiang heard that Ning Zhao and Chu Yu were going to Lincheng to climb the immortal gate, so she grabbed Ning Zhao's clothes early in the morning and asked to go with her, but she was unwilling to let go no matter what.

"Wow, ah, ah, you scared me to death..."

In the past three months, Ning Zhao, Chu Yu, Xuan Xiang, and the four prophets seemed to have been beaten to death, or double.After the monks built the foundation, they could start bigu. The four of them seemed to have lost their desire for things, and their daily life was just cultivation—comparison with each other—cultivation.

In the blink of an eye, there are only three days left before ascending the immortal gate.

"Little lotus!"

Xuanxiang blinked her big dark eyes twice, and said obediently: "I just want to go to Lincheng with the Prophet to have a look, to learn more, and to see the gap between myself and those inner disciples of the big sects."

In the past three months, he and Xuan Xiang really practiced desperately day and night.Fortunately, the two of them have been taught by the immortal, so they can cultivate faster than ordinary goblins, and because they have been soaking in the cold sky pool full of spiritual power all year round, their internal foundations are solid.No, in just three months, the two of them have already reached the Dzogchen Foundation Establishment Period, and they will be able to form alchemy in a short time.

Of course, Ning Zhao and Chu Yu competed with each other, and Xuan Xiang and the Prophet competed with each other.

"Little lotus, little lotus, just let us go~"

A warm touch came from the back of his hand, and Ning Zhao's hand hanging under his sleeve was held.

She quietly took a look at Chu Yu from the corner of her eye. The young man blushed from the side, turned his head and looked at her with firm eyes.He is indeed different from three years ago.

"Okay, little lotus, please~"

……

"If you are worried about me and the prophet running around, you can cast a spell on us. There should be a spell that restricts movement. As long as I and the prophet are far away, we will be restricted by the spell."

The Prophet stopped bickering with Xuan Xiang, and followed Chu Yu closely all day, for fear that they would go to Lincheng by themselves.

Xuan Xiang's plea was really pitiful, Ning Zhao lowered his head to look into his sparkling eyes, and didn't know how to refuse for a moment.

Xuan Xiang let go of the hand holding Ning Zhao's thigh, and he jumped high all of a sudden, grabbing the prophet's arm and shaking it constantly.

She looked at this young man who was gradually maturing and boldly expressing his love, and she couldn't tell what it was like in her heart.

Not only has the speed of cultivation increased by leaps and bounds, as if he had opened up Ren Du's second vein, Tianlei, which had been "eyeing like a tiger" before, has also stopped for a whole three months, and even if he entered a mountain casually, he could pick up spiritual fruits to improve his cultivation .

Three years later, the Tongfu Inn opened again. This time, there seemed to be more people visiting the fairy gate than last time. Ning Zhao's mouth was worn out, and the store was only willing to open two rooms.

While belching and belching, Xuan Xiang hit the prophet with her small fist, her tears and snot all covered the prophet's clothes.

"Old turtle spirit, oh no, Prophet, we are going to Lincheng, are you happy?"

"Then can we go to Lincheng with you and Chu Yu?" Xuan Xiang rubbed her hands expectantly.

In this regard, the official answer given by Xiaowogua is: the product produced by the system must be a high-quality product.

"This is all due to me, Prophet!"

Neither Xuan Xiang nor the Prophet had ever been to Lincheng, and they were full of doubts about everything, so Ning Zhao and Chu Yu led them around the small town at the bottom of the mountain.

"Yes, yes, it's all thanks to you."

I don't know what the custom is. The street is full of colorful lanterns, as well as red and green paper-pasted Kongming lanterns. It looks lively.

She exhaled lightly, looked helplessly at Xuan Xiang who was looking forward to, and reached out to stroke his little furry head, "Okay, I really can't say no to you."

Let me ask the mortals, who dares to go to the fairy gate?
The years have quietly left traces everywhere.

The stone tablet at the bottom of Qingya Mountain seems to be more blurred after being exposed to wind, sun and rain. At first, the first two lines of words were not clear, but now the first two lines of words are almost completely blurred.

The Prophet shook his head helplessly, feeling very excited.

"You can do it, let's go together~"

"I promise! Absolutely no trouble!"

The rejection that Ning Zhao was about to say choked in his throat.

"I just thought ~ hiccup ~ I thought I was going to become a piece of fish cake, woo woo woo..."

Ning Zhao was worried, and told him again, "Let's make an agreement first, be good, don't run around. If Chu Yu and I are in danger, or someone comes to provoke us, you must not stand out."

He had his hips akimbo, and his big eyes were smiling until there was only a slit left.

In fact, for monks like them, there is no difference between one room and two rooms. After all, after the foundation is established, sleeping or not will not affect normal life.

Xuan Xiang dragged the prophet, bouncing around in front of the shops on the street.

"We are absolutely obedient, just watch, we will never have conflicts and disputes with those inner disciples, we will never cause trouble for you and Chu Yu, we will definitely listen to you, you let us go east, we will never go west, little lotus ~"

When the four of them arrived in Lincheng on a Frisbee, there was already a sea of ​​people at the bottom of Qingya Mountain, and many monks were crowded in front of the mountain gate.

"..."

He is no longer that brat who can only endure blindly, has been bullied all year round, and fooled himself that going to the fairy gate is just to prolong his life.

Ning Zhao looked at the human-shaped pendant on his leg, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Xuanxiang turned her head from the shop in front, waved to Ning Zhao, and then ran over with a koi-shaped lantern, "Little lotus, that sister told me that there will be a lantern festival tonight!"

"I saw a lot of lanterns, some with little rabbits, some with little tigers, and some with little fishes!"

Xuanxiang shook her head, and continued: "The sister who sells lanterns also told me that there is a kind of lamp with a candle inside, and you can write your wishes on the surface of the lamp, and the lamp will fly to you with your wishes. In the sky, let the gods see."

"Call... call... call Kongming Lantern!"

(End of this chapter)