My sister is Daji

Chapter 35
Yang Jian begged Jiang Yi bitterly for mercy: "You must keep the matter of today a secret for me. If Junior Sister Daji finds out, she will definitely think that I am the same kind of frivolous child like Hong Jin."

When Jiang Yi first met Yang Jian, he was so celestial, cool and unrestrained.

Seeing him so nervous and embarrassed at this time, I wanted to tease him again, and said deliberately: "Actually, I am not a talkative person, Junior Brother. It's just that my senior sister has always told me that you are a decent person with a good character, and you But he did such an unreasonable thing..."

Yang Jian was so anxious that he wanted to cry: "Good junior brother, I beg you, you must keep it a secret. As long as you can help me keep this secret, wherever you need me in the future, just say it, I will go through fire and water. No excuses."

He spoke so seriously, Jiang Yi was too embarrassed to tease him again, and said with a smile: "Between seniors, talking about these things will make you feel offended."

"What are you talking about over there?" Seeing Yang Jian and Jiang Yi whispering in the corner, Daji asked with a smile.

Yang Jian's concentration was too weak at this time, and he didn't dare to look at Daji, so he covered his eyes with his sleeves.

"Senior Brother Yang, you?" Daji looked puzzled.

Fortunately, she was more pure-minded than Jiang Yi, so she didn't think too much.

Jiang Yi hurriedly explained: "Brother Yang was injured when he was fighting King Sha."

"How is the injury? Let me help you take a look." Daji saw that Yang Jian was blushing from face to neck, "What's wrong with your face? Why is it so red? Could it be poison?"

Jiang Yi smiled and said, "I'm afraid I'm poisoned by love?"

"Junior brother!" Yang Jian hurriedly turned his back and said straightly, "A small injury is nothing to worry about, so don't worry about it, junior sister."

Only then did Daji feel relieved, looked at the little beggars, and said: "They are so pitiful, homeless, helpless, I must come and see them often in the future, and give them more food and clothing."

"Yeah." Jiang Yi nodded slightly, "Senior Sister, who is the Xiaoxuan you mentioned last time?"

"Xiaoxuan is slightly bigger than these little beggars, it's their head." Daji smiled sweetly, and at the same time said "huh", "Yes, I saw Xiaoxuan when I returned to Yunhai County, why didn't I disappear now?"

At this moment a little beggar ran over and said, "Brother Xiaoxuan is gone."

Daji was puzzled: "Go, where did you go?"

The little beggar pointed in the direction of the city gate: "Leaving Yunhai County. He said that being a beggar is too weak, and he will only be bullied by others. He is going to learn the magic of immortality, so that he can protect us well."

……

Ten miles outside Yunhai County, there is a mass grave.

A little beggar walked here alone and looked around at the gloomy trees and graves all around.

In fact, he was a little scared in his heart, clenched his fists, and told himself secretly: You can't be coaxed, otherwise you will be looked down upon.

"Old woman, get out of here..."

Although he didn't know if he could really call out that person, he still yelled loudly, over and over again.

Finally, a hoarse voice sounded from around: "You are finally here."

"Grandma, you said that as long as I am willing to worship under your sect, I will be invincible in the world, and no one can bully me."

"That's right, but you also said that you just want to be a carefree beggar, and you don't want to stay with an old woman like me who is neither human nor ghost."

He gritted his teeth and was silent for a while before making up his mind: "Now that I have figured it out, I am willing to learn the magic of immortality with you."

"It's not too late to figure it out now, but I want to know how you figured it out."

He said word by word: "I, Kong Xuan, don't want to be trampled like an ant by others, and I don't want to watch the people I care about being bullied and powerless. I want those who trampled on me to die!"

"Okay, well said, but what I'm teaching is not fairy art." The voice sneered, echoing in the mass grave for a long time, making people's hair stand on end.

"The phoenix will have a day of rising branches, and the peacock will always open its tail. When I shake the world, the bones will be like a mountain of blood!"

……

Jiang Yi and Daji returned to Qingqiu on Yang Jian's fairy boat.

Because Yang Jian was seriously injured, and the effect of Xuqi Pill was about to expire, Daji asked him to stay in Qingqiu and meditate first to heal his injuries.

Yang Jian couldn't help but be overjoyed.

But when he saw that Daji's house had moved to Jiang Yizhi's side, he was taken aback, and thought to himself: Junior sister Daji cares too much for her junior brother, too.There are strict rules in the Sanyang Palace. Male and female disciples live separately, and they are not allowed to visit each other without the permission of the master. They live so close, what if...

At this time, Daji released the furnace cauldron bought in the treasure bag, and Jiang Yi was thinking about how to make a fire.

Looking at them side by side, Jiang Yi didn't look sideways, and it seemed that he didn't think anything wrong.

Although Daji treated him kindly, she didn't act too outrageously.

Yang Jian shook his head hastily, thinking: It's natural for them to be close to each other.I'm an outsider, why should I care so much.

It's just that he doesn't know why there is a trace of unhappiness deep in his heart.

He has been the most outstanding disciple from Sanyang Palace and even Shiwan Dashan since he was a child. He was praised by his elders and envied by his brothers. He has always been the best one, so he has never been jealous of others.

But this time, when he saw Daji and Jiang Yi, whom he secretly liked, being so close, he felt a tightness in his chest and a little bit lost.

He didn't know that feeling was jealousy.

"Senior brother Yang, come here and help." Daji waved to Yang Jian.

"Oh, oh." Yang Jian walked to the stove in a dull manner.

Jiang Yi brought a pile of charcoal, threw all of it into the furnace, and said to Yang Jian, "Brother Yang, help light the fire."

He thought that Yang Jian would use the red fairy sword to set fire, but Yang Jian waved his hand, and a ball of fire started.

Jiang Yi was slightly startled, and asked, "Senior Brother Yang, you are so powerful, how far is your cultivation?"

Yang Jian replied: "The fifth return to the Taoist realm."

He paused for a moment, then said again: "Junior Sister Daji, I heard that you practiced in seclusion a while ago, have you achieved great success?"

"Haha, Dacheng didn't, and it caused a lot of trouble." Jiang Yi smiled and said.

Seeing that Yang Jian was confused, Daji told him about Chonghu.

"According to the master, I am not deterministic in doing things, and I can't last long. It is not easy to achieve great success."

Jiang Yi waved his hand and said, "Didn't we buy the stove and come back? You practice hard, and Dacheng is just around the corner."

Daji nodded sweetly: "Yeah, this time I must practice hard. As I said, I have to become stronger so that I can protect my junior brother well."

Yang Jian suddenly realized: "It turns out that you set up this furnace to practice furnace fire."

"That's right." Jiang Yi stood up and said, "But it's getting late now, and it won't be too late to practice tomorrow. I still have some potatoes in my vegetable garden. How about we roast them?"

After hearing this, Daji clapped her hands and said, "Okay, okay, don't look at the rare delicacies that the city lord's mansion gave us to eat, in fact, we are not very full, it is better to have potatoes."

Jiang Yi went to the vegetable garden to pick potatoes and fruits, and threw them into the stove. After a while, there was an appetizing aroma.

After cooking, it is easy to eat a piece of ginger. The taste of this thing is similar to that of sweet potatoes, but it is sweeter.

After eating, everyone went back to the room to sleep.

Yang Jian lived in Jiang Yi's room. He was very casual, found an open space, and meditated to heal his injuries. After a while, wisps of purple light radiated from his body.

Jiang Yifang was about to go to bed when he saw that the ebony stick had sprouted around his waist, and it seemed that it was going to become a cash cow again.

(End of this chapter)