Lu Xixin was wearing a large dark-colored robe, with her hood tied loosely behind her head. She put her hands in her pockets and walked forward at a leisurely pace, with an extremely relaxed posture.
Qing'er was extremely nervous. She walked around Bai Ruiming and Hua Xianxian with small steps, then ran a few steps to catch up with Lu Xixin, and asked in a low voice: "Holy girl, are we really going to find the great elder?"
Lu Xixin lowered her jaw slightly, nodded casually, and said in a lazy tone: "I rarely tell lies, and I never tell lies. Since I said I would punish Hua Ziang severely, I must punish him severely."
Qing'er stumbled and held on to the cypress tree next to her before she could stand firm.
Looking up at the saint's peaceful appearance, Qing'er suddenly felt as if she was in another world.
The Saint seemed to have become a completely different person. The calm and unhurried temperament in her movements made people yearn for her. It seemed that no matter what she said or did, it was all right.
Qing'er lowered her eyes. For some reason, she was a little afraid of such a saint.
She looked dazed for a while and found that the saint in front of her had turned to a small road. Qing'er was suddenly startled and suddenly woke up. She thought that the saint had lost her memory before and could not remember the residence of the great elder at all. Even if she remembered, the saint
Nv has just become a saint for a month, has never been out, and has no idea where the great elder lives.
Qing'er ran a few steps quickly, trying to lead the way to the fork in the road ahead, but before she could run over, the saint had naturally turned to the left.
Qing'er was immediately stunned and extremely surprised: "Holy girl, how did you know to take this path?"
Lu Xixin tilted her head slightly, still looking casually: "Isn't that right? It is recorded in the books you brought me that the residences of the four elders were built around the Gu Insect Priest Hall, with one in the east, west, and south.
The direction, the blue dragon position in the east, governs hair growth and is the most noble. The great elder naturally occupies the east."
Qing'er's mouth was so wide open that she couldn't close it.
You can all guess that the great elder does live in the east!
However, there are many roads to the east. How did the saint know this one was the closest?
Qing'er asked in surprise.
Lu Xixin raised her eyes, but did not answer this time.
As the saying goes, only by knowing oneself and the enemy can one win every battle. Lu Xixin doesn't like things to go beyond her control. Memory errors have made her extremely passive. If she can't even figure out where she lives, wouldn't she be a trapped beast in a cage, ready to be slaughtered?
Lu Xixin didn't like this.
So I had already inferred the general route of the Hua family based on the records in the book and people's words.
Although the layout of the Huajia is not completely known now, Lu Xixin still knows the basic marked buildings.
Qing'er trotted and followed Shanglu Xixin. After witnessing the brave behavior of the Saint in the past few days, Qing'er became more and more convinced of her. She came over and asked curiously: "Saint, how are you going to follow the big girl later?"
The elder said that Hua Ziang should be severely punished?"
After Qing'er asked this question, she scratched her head. She felt it was so difficult. After all, Hua Zi'ang was the saint's biological brother. The saint could punish Hua Zi'ang severely, but in this case, her reputation would be ruined.
It sounds great.
Not only does it not sound good, but it may not be able to punish Hua Ziang. After all, there is room for manipulation in punishment. If the saint asks for 50 slaps, but the person who performs the execution only slaps 50 times, then wouldn’t the saint not only gain a bad reputation, but also be punished?
Didn't you get any benefits?
Qing'er couldn't figure it out no matter how hard she thought about it. She felt that this problem was really difficult and she would be helpless.
Lu Xixin did not directly reply to Qing'er's words, but raised her eyes and asked her: "What do you think?"
"It's so hard to guess." Qing'er scratched her head and racked her brains before she came up with one: "Saint, do you want to cry to the Great Elder and ask him to make the decision for you?"
"What a silly girl." Lu Xixin rubbed her eyebrows, sneered, and said in a slightly cold tone: "Didn't you hear them say that I am a blood cow? Who cares about the feelings of a cow?"
"Saint girl." Qing'er felt sour in her heart, and couldn't stand the saint girl talking about herself like that.