Chapter 183: A Short Dream

“Sister, sister, you look so much like the sister I’ve seen in my dreams.”

If this sentence were spoken by any mature man, Xiu Qingcheng would have been nauseous; such an old-fashioned way of hitting on someone wouldn’t be used by her in this lifetime.

However, this sentence came from a childish kid, so she found it somewhat interesting.

They say that human nature is originally good, so the feelings of those who haven’t experienced the world are always flawless and sincere.

Xiu Qingcheng paused, looking down at Jiang Feng with his big sparkling eyes blinking beside her.

“What dream?”

Xiu Qingcheng asked curiously.

“A very short dream.”

“The sister only appeared once, but she was very beautiful, so Jiang Feng remembered her.”

Jiang Feng spoke ambiguously, leaving everyone present confused about what exactly he had dreamed of.

Beside them, Meng Yingxing stared fixedly at Jiang Feng. In a place Xiu Qingcheng couldn’t see, the expression on his face was as resentful as could be, just short of spewing fire from his eyes and swallowing the loose-tongued Jiang Feng alive.

“Kid, you can eat food indiscriminately, but you can’t speak words indiscriminately.”

Meng Yingxing frowned, speaking coldly.

Then he moved his body to block Xiu Qingcheng behind him, “Master, you must absolutely not believe the words of this guy with unknown origins!”

Hearing this, Jiang Feng frowned unhappily and defended himself: “I am not some guy with unknown origins!”

Meng Yingxing turned back with a sneer, a trace of killing intent leaking from his eyes.

“I am Master’s direct disciple; what about you? To her, you are just a guy with unknown origins.”

“I am not!”

The two glared at each other, fierce electric sparks seemingly flying between their exchanging gazes.

Xiu Qingcheng looked at these two, feeling this scene was inexplicably familiar.

“Alright, alright, concentrating on searching the surroundings is what we should be doing right now.”

Xiu Qingcheng really couldn’t stand it anymore; she stepped between the two, interrupting this farce that was like children bickering.

The two exchanged a final glare, then simultaneously snorted lightly and turned their heads away.

Xiu Qingcheng rubbed her forehead.

For the next while, the three of them searched the area within six kilometers around Yelan City but basically failed to capture any aura of the demonic beast.

It was unknown where the demonic beasts of these past few days had popped out from.

After the search ended, Xiu Qingcheng saw a slight frown on Meng Yingxing’s handsome face; probably he hadn’t recovered from the little squabble with Jiang Feng just now.

So strange! According to Xiu Qingcheng’s understanding, her disciple was clearly the type who was too lazy to argue with others even when questioned.

Was he acting out of character today?

She leaned close to Meng Yingxing and whispered with a smile: “What’s wrong, Disciple? Still angry?”

“Don’t be angry; Jiang Feng is just a child, don’t lower yourself to his level.”

“Whatever dream he talked about, probably even he himself doesn’t remember clearly. Maybe the person he dreamed of just looked a bit like me.”

“Don’t be angry, okay?”

Meng Yingxing felt that Xiu Qingcheng’s way of coaxing people was a bit like coaxing a child, but he was no longer a child.

However, he still felt it was very effective.

Meng Yingxing’s brows relaxed slightly, and he shook his head.

“Master, I’m not angry.”

He just wasn’t happy to hear from someone else’s mouth how Xiu Qingcheng was to them.

But this time, he was indeed a bit impulsive; he really didn’t need to be so serious with a kid who hadn’t experienced the world yet.

Master would only be his; no one could take her away.

Seeing Meng Yingxing’s mood improve, Xiu Qingcheng patted his head just like usual.

“Master, I am not a child anymore.”

Meng Yingxing argued like this, but he still enjoyed Xiu Qingcheng’s head pat immensely.

Xiu Qingcheng didn’t reply, just continued to pat Meng Yingxing’s head, then used more and more force.

Meng Yingxing had grown taller again, even a tiny bit taller than her.

When she patted Meng Yingxing’s head, she had to reach higher.

Damn it, why is Disciple growing so fast! Clearly a few months ago he wasn’t as tall as her!

Realizing this, Xiu Qingcheng suddenly pressed down hard on Meng Yingxing’s head.

“Damn disciple, you are not allowed to get taller!”

“?”

Meng Yingxing was baffled by Xiu Qingcheng’s inexplicable strange wish.

He only defended himself aggrievedly: “Master, height is something I can’t control either.”

“Anyway, not allowed to get taller!”

“Okay, Master.”

No matter what, Meng Yingxing felt it was better to agree first.

The three returned to the City Guard Army post and reported the search results to Hong Chengliang and the others.

Hearing the result, Hong Chengliang frowned tightly.

“Found nothing… alright, hope this is the last disturbance.”

“Thank you all for your hard work tonight; go rest.”

Hong Chengliang bowed sincerely to Xiu Qingcheng and the others, expressing his thanks.

Xiu Qingcheng and the others cupped their hands in return.

It seemed the subsequent matters would be handled by their City Guard Army, and Xiu Qingcheng was happy to be at leisure.

“Miss Xiu, I won’t go home tonight. Remember to tell my mom I’m safe after you go back.”

Shen Xu jogged over and greeted Xiu Qingcheng and Meng Yingxing, who were likely about to leave.

Xiu Qingcheng and Meng Yingxing agreed and prepared to return to the Shen family home.

Meng Yingxing’s gaze suddenly caught Jiang Feng jogging over, and he knew this brat was going to stick to his master again.

He silently blocked Xiu Qingcheng’s line of sight, then immediately activated the Ting Tian Sword.

“Master, you must be tired; let’s go back and rest.”

Meng Yingxing finished this sentence extremely fast, then immediately pulled the still unresponsive Xiu Qingcheng onto the sword and flew away in a flash.

Xiu Qingcheng looked confused. Tired? She clearly wasn’t tired at all!

There were still five days until the auction of the Blood Kong Flower.

Shen Xu didn’t return to the Shen family home either.

Following Meng Yingxing, who borrowed the Shen family courtyard to practice swordsmanship, the early-rising Xiu Qingcheng saw Mother Shen watering the flowers and plants in the courtyard leisurely early in the morning.

She couldn’t help asking Mother Shen curiously: “Shen Xu didn’t come back all night; aren’t you worried?”

Mother Shen put down the watering can and smiled slightly.

Everything she did was for Yelan City, for everyone in Yelan City.

“Nothing to worry about; that’s a daughter of my Shen family. I have confidence in her.”

Xiu Qingcheng saw a vague pride revealed on Mother Shen’s face; it seemed she was truly immensely satisfied with this daughter of hers who vigorously served the city and the people.

Indeed, in Xiu Qingcheng’s past life, if anyone’s daughter became a similar police officer, her parents would also be proud.

On the other side, even with damaged spiritual veins, Meng Yingxing didn’t slack off in practicing swordsmanship.

It was just that Xiu Qingcheng was really bored.

So after Meng Yingxing finished practicing a few sets of sword techniques, Xiu Qingcheng forcibly dragged him out to go shopping.

Although Shen Xu had taken Xiu Qingcheng around when they first arrived, they only visited a few streets. This time, Xiu Qingcheng planned to explore more deeply.

Yelan City was prosperous, with people coming and going on the streets, not inferior to Yongning City at all.

Amidst the flow of people, Xiu Qingcheng couldn’t help sighing with emotion.

“Although time flows, this Yelan City is still as lively as in my memory.”

Hearing this, Meng Yingxing subconsciously asked: “Master, have you remembered things from your time in Yelan City before?”

Meng Yingxing knew that since Xiu Qingcheng had existed for so long, many memories were blurred, so hearing her mention the past Yelan City, he couldn’t help asking.

Asked back by Meng Yingxing, Xiu Qingcheng’s expression stagnated for a moment before she barely replied: “A little bit, just a little bit.”

“At that time, Yelan City was still in the old capital a few miles away; it was also this prosperous, with people living and working in peace and contentment.”

Meng Yingxing nodded.

Although Xiu Qingcheng spoke, it seemed she hadn’t said anything at all.

The two strolled on the streets; Xiu Qingcheng just looked left and right but bought nothing.

The Blood Kong Flower auction was imminent. If they wanted to obtain it by legitimate means, the money they had now couldn’t be spent recklessly.

Actually, a bit earlier, Lin Yunchuan had contacted Meng Yingxing via the Disciple Token to ask about his situation. After Meng Yingxing expressed he would obtain the Blood Kong Flower through auction, Lin Yunchuan actively offered to lend Meng Yingxing money to bid.

Xiu Qingcheng was somewhat unappreciative.

Lend? Lend what lend; this loyal dog brother is just weak! What would happen if he just gave them the money!

Xiu Qingcheng, who said these words, could be dragged directly to judgment.

—First of all, it is the Ting Tian Sword who committed the sin of greed.

The things sold on the streets of Yelan City were of all kinds, and all the vendors were shouting vigorously to sell their goods.

For instance, at this moment, a flower vendor on the street stopped Xiu Qingcheng and Meng Yingxing, who had just walked past his face, with a shout.

Seeing the veiled, ethereal woman walking together with the extraordinarily spirited young man, the flower vendor immediately recognized them as a couple traveling together.

“Hey! Guest, buy flowers?”

The vendor stopped Meng Yingxing with a face full of smiles—

He naturally knew who his precise customer was; men would always want to buy flowers to give to women.

Meng Yingxing subconsciously looked at the vendor, then at the flowers competing for beauty in his basket.

The vendor then looked at Xiu Qingcheng, “Although I cannot see the Fairy’s true face, presumably you must be a peerlessly beautiful girl.”

“This flower is for you.”

Saying this, the vendor first handed a delicate and dripping flower to Xiu Qingcheng.

Xiu Qingcheng took it, looked down at it, and didn’t know whether to cry or laugh.

She also had—could receive free flowers?

Immediately after, the vendor turned the topic to Meng Yingxing.

“Guest, having such a beauty as a companion is truly a blessing.”

“It’s just that the single flower I gave probably can’t bring out the girl’s beauty; why don’t you buy some more? It will surely win the beauty’s heart, no?”

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