The cold winter is gone and the spring is not coming. The snake cannot wait to find its way out of the cave and prepare for the matter of leaving home.

After her cultivation level reaches the golden elixir, her breathing can no longer increase her strength, and the few low-level spells she masters are difficult to match. She needs to go to the human world to study and study to make up for the shortcomings of her current lack of methods.

Close the snake hole, grind off the crooked inscriptions from the stone, and pull out the sleepy pet into the toad hole - the snake actually doesn't have many things to arrange.

But after practicing in this paradise for a long time, no matter how affectionate and unfaithful the snake will have some feelings.

Bathing in the clear stream, washing dust from the dust, picking up plum branches to make jade hairpins, and the morning dew is vaguely mist, and the beautiful shadows are out on the mud.

"I will call myself Jingning when I enter human society."

"The big name is Jing Ning, and the nickname and nickname are Ning'er."

"Looking at my sexy and revealing appearance, I don't look like the girl who is waiting to be a girl.

Well, the husband Jingtian, whose surname is Sui, is called Jingshi. In the future, he can also be called Mrs. Jing when he goes to the city."

"Of course, I claim to be all my slaves, concubines, little girls..."

Jinshe really wants to call herself a master, but since she wants to enter the world of human society, it is difficult to be as free and unrestrained as in the mountains.

She also knew very well that the constraints of rules mean that once she could break the rules, the fun she could absorb would be extremely rich.

Jing Ning tests her new name while fabricating her identity history.

Walking eastward, crossing two mountains, Jing Ning arrives at Chuanshan Village, which he has been to in summer, and the mountain torrent retreated, the houses are devastated and devastated.

Jing Ning had neither the ability to help all living beings nor the energy to save the suffering. She only dug a few new graves and cut two or three pieces of clothes to cover her body, and continued on the road.

Two more days later, the woman with shabby clothes but couldn't hide her graceful figure was walking slowly in the middle of the rugged mountain road.

The caravan carrying fur and medicinal materials slowly approached from behind her.

When she got closer, the woman turned sideways to avoid the carriage and horses, and her gorgeous appearance fell into the eyes of the carriage coachman guards.

It was so crazy that everyone was talking in a low voice.

"What a beautiful person..."

"I don't know which girl it was, but she fell to the barren mountain alone and rushed on the road."

"It was probably the heavy rain last summer that dozens of villages and towns in the mansion suffered floods."

The attentive guy knocked on the shopkeeper's window, "Shopkeeper Chen, look at the girl on the roadside, so pitiful, or the caravan brothers went over and talked, if we go along, we can take her for a while."

The shopkeeper had not answered yet, and the young Taoist priest sitting on the beam of the car snorted.

"Taoist priests, women, old men and children, my master said that when you meet these four types of people who are alone in the mountains and forests, don't mess with them."

The guy argued, "Hey! You are also a Taoist priest, why did you take the car on the way to our convoy? Although the girl's behavior was a little suspicious, how could she just cleanse her family's innocence?"

"I am a Taoist priest of Shangqing Mai with a court certificate. How can I confuse it?" the young Taoist priest explained. "The woman's clothes look uncomfortable all over, and her appearance is not as charming as a serious woman. She is still in the mood to put a plum blossom on her head for so long. Isn't it weird..."

After listening to the analysis, Zhangguan Chen said, "The little Taoist priest Hongjing is right, then continue to rush forward. Don't ask questions or care about other people's affairs."

Jing Ningjing, on the side of the road, watched trucks pass by in front of her. Due to her gender in her previous life, the men's hot eyes made her uncomfortable, but she did not rob the caravan for this.

Only the little Taoist priest who had looked up and down for a long time, with disgusting eyes completely different from those in the convoy.

"Suspect me to be a monster? Congratulations, you guessed it right.

But although this snake is a fairy, it has never done anything that hurts the world. Treat me with such prejudice. You are not very friendly and have a narrow mind."

Since you treat me with malicious intentions, don't blame me for coveting the magic weapon in your hands and the magic in your mind.

The frame-up slander was quickly completed in his heart.

The brocade snake secretly threw the toad Eleven out, and pointed its index finger at the old horse pulling the cart.

After following the Jinshe for half a year, Toad Eleven finally understood some simple instructions, jumped to the top of the horse's head, and covered the urethra with its body.

The thin and hairy horse suddenly suffered a sudden attack and lost sight turned sharply to the right, while the cramped mountain road was full of rugged rocks.

The rusher pulled the reins tightly to try to control the direction, but the result was that the fire was added. The frightened horse was forced to turn to the left, but the rear carriage could not be stopped urgently according to inertia.

Boom!

The carriage overturned.

The goods poured all over the ground.

Jing Ning pretended to behave and screamed and fell down.

Her acting skills are a bit vulgar, but who would guess the injured girl with the deepest malicious intention? After all, after she fell to the ground, she cut her calf with sharp stones, and the blood shed could not be faked.

When an accident occurred, the tall caravan guard rode a horse back and forth to command the pause of transport, and then bandaged her to Jinshe to stop the bleeding.

"I'm really sorry, this old horse was frightened for some reason and hurt the girl..."

"This is two taels of silver, which is calculated as compensation given by our business."

Jing Ning acted like this not to make a few taels of silver.

She showed her white calves that were bleeding and shed a few tears, "...But, wuwu, in this wilderness, my legs and feet are injured and inconvenient to walk, and I can't walk a few miles even when it gets dark. If I see a jackal, tiger and leopard tonight, my life will be difficult to protect. What's the use of your money?"

The captain of the guard saw with his own eyes that his fair and slender legs were covered in blood and flesh. He was sure that normal people would not be able to stand and walk if they suffered such foot injuries.

Now she can only be carried by the convoy for one ride.

But he himself had no right to take in outsiders, so he had to hurriedly ask Jing Ning about his origins and identities, and rode his horse to inform the caravan manager Chen Zhanggui.

"The girl called herself Jing's family, who was from Chuanshan Village on the west side. She suffered a flood last year and survived the winter with her husband and her family. She wanted to take advantage of the warmth of the weather to join her relatives in the county. However, her husband unfortunately rolled down the cliff and died, leaving her alone to join the county all night..."

Manager Chen was twisting his beard with a very few beards, "I have heard of Chuanshan Village, it is a very remote place.

Although this technique is very similar to a thief of the sword clipping bandits, they were sent here to find out the whistle of the truth.

But even though the horses in our convoy hit the other party, they could not confirm the identity of Mrs. Jing as a bandit accomplice, they had to give a suitable explanation."

The caravan quickly vacate the carriage and arranges Jing Ning to live with the female family to take care of him.

Jing Ning's first show was perfect. She changed the neat clothes provided by the caravan that night, and lay on the warm cushion, feeling guilty.

But then I thought about it and I was a cultivator in the Killing Pill stage, so how could the business of a practitioner be called blackmail?

The cramped interior environment may not necessarily make the snake more comfortable than the barren mountains.

Neat clothes are no more relaxing than nakedness.

In Journey to the West, the old mother of Mount Li and three Bodhisattvas, Guanyin, Manjushri and Samantabhadra, became women in the mortal world to seduce people with their wealth and sex, which was called "Testing the Zen Heart".

Jing Ning is not a Bodhisattva, but she asked herself that the practice of experimenting with the moral standards of ordinary people at this moment is actually the same as the Bodhisattvas.
Chapter completed!