"If you stay here with me, you won't die," Wu Ren asked gently with a smile as bright as a flower, "Do you want to die?"
Please don't ask with such a smile, okay!
The fool looked at Wen Ling in his arms, "Is it because Wen Ling..."
They remembered what the Taoist priest said when they were leaving.
"How about it," Wu Ren tilted his head, "Well... you are scared."
"Of course I'm scared," Baomu said, "Those people can even defeat Miaozhen. Miaozhen is so strong, but they..."
"Who is Miaozhen?" Wu Ren asked innocently, "Are you as good as me?"
That's not true...
"So," Wu Ren saw through their eyes and said cheerfully, "Tonight, you stay here obediently. I promise you won't die, at least not in my tent."
Thank you for your blessing.
Seeing that everyone was a little stunned, Bao Baobao hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him, "Don't be afraid. As long as you spend the night safely in our shop, the little god will tell you the clues to the painting tomorrow."
Everyone was worried and headed for the exit.
Qin Yin walked behind Xiaolan, and soon everyone saw the door curtain. The baby took a few steps, opened the door curtain for everyone, and respectfully sent them out.
After Xiaolan stepped out of the door curtain, Qin Yin was about to follow her, but the baby's hand suddenly loosened, and the door curtain fell in front of her eyes.
Qin Yin stopped without changing his expression.
Behind him, Wu Ren's footsteps came closer a little bit.
Baobao looked at Qin Yin with a smile and stretched out his hand to signal her. Qin Yin turned her head without saying a word and looked at Wu Ren, who was approaching.
"You're not surprised at all," Wu Ren said. "It seems you have guessed what I am going to say."
Qin Yin frowned and sighed.
"Did you find her?"
"I haven't looked for her," Wu Ren put away his fan and said slowly, "it's not me who got married to her."
"Then...she found you?" Qin Yin raised his eyes.
"Well... you can put it this way," Wu Ren's fan bone tapped on his wrist, making a regular sound, "What do you think, you still don't want to see her?"
"I really want to see her," Qin Yin said, "but I don't want to...can you understand?"
"I understand," Wu Ren tucked his broken hair behind his ears, "You miss her, but you don't want to go back with her."
"You and your companions have a deep relationship." said the baby.
Qin Yin scratched his hair and showed a playful smile, although the playful look was a bit forced.
"I have to at least accompany them to finish their journey."
"But you see, she is already approaching you," Wu Ren said, "Sooner or later they will know your identity."
Qin Yin's toes rubbed against the ground again and again, "Actually, someone already knows."
Wu Ren's eyes widened and he immediately figured it out.
"It's the girl named Wen Ling..."
"But she doesn't plan to say it, she's still helping me hide it," Qin Yin said, "She knows a lot of things."
"Then what are your plans?"
"I think..." Qin Yin chuckled, "I guess I can't hide it forever."
"You should have known this when you saw this painting."
"Then there's nothing we can do," Qin Yin smashed the palm of his other hand with his small fist, "I'll tell them myself."
"When?"
"It will take some time," Qin Yin waved her hand, "Things are in chaos now."
"Then I'll tell her first," Wu Ren tapped the painting with his fingertips, "Don't break your promise this time."
"No."
"Look away," Wu Ren patted Qin Yin on the shoulder, "Isn't it very romantic to introduce a friend to your parents?"
"Who are my parents? What you said..."
"Okay," said the baby, "Let's go out after the matter is settled. The night raiders will come soon. Little God, don't you still want to play with them? Go quickly."
The conversation between the three ended, Bao Bao opened the door curtain again, and the three walked out leisurely. Wu Ren used a little magic, so others did not notice that the three had been chatting behind their backs for so long.
The curtain on the front of the tent is still open, and you can see the dark small park outside the tent, as well as a night sky dotted with sparse stars.
Wu Ren did not look at them, but walked straight outside the tent.
"Everyone, please come with me," Bao Bao waved to them. "The place where you will rest tonight is inside."
Xiaolan followed the baby's footsteps, turned to look at Wu Ren's back, and asked, "What is Wu Ren going to do?"
"Of course we are going to deal with those who want to assassinate you," Bao Bao said. "No one has attacked here for many years. The little god is very excited."
"No one should dare to attack Wu Ren," the fool said.
"No," Baobao said as he recalled, "In the decades when the little god first became a human god, there were many provocateurs coming to the door. This is something that all new human gods have to experience... In the future,
Jiutian will also experience it."
"What happened next? Wu Ren must have defeated them all, right?" Qin Yin said, waving his fist.
"Later... they all died," Bao Bao said. "Don't get me wrong, it wasn't the little gods who killed them. Human gods can't hurt people's lives."
"Then they..."
"Human life is limited," said the baby, "but the little god will live forever."
I understand, it turns out that the way humans and gods defeat their opponents is to boil them to death.
"So..." the fool said, "Wu Ren can't kill those who plan to attack us."
"No," said the baby, "but she can catch them and play with them for you."
This sounds a bit perverted.
But... with Wu Ren as the big tree at their back, everyone felt a little bit more secure.
"Can we go out and watch the fun?" Xiaolan asked.
"No," Baobao kindly touched Xiaolan's head, "When the little god fights, she will be angry even if I intervene."
"Well..."
What a shame, I really want to see how the gods fight.
"By the way, doesn't it mean that gods can't interfere with the affairs of us living people?" the fool said, "Wu Ren helps us drive away the sneak attack, will it violate... uh... the laws of heaven?"
"So... the little god hasn't taken action yet..." The baby stood in front of a small arched curtain, turned around, and looked towards the entrance of the tent.
Wu Ren put his hands behind his back, and she turned her back to them, standing outside the tent, quietly looking at the night and the moonlight.
The moonlight outlines Wu Ren's delicate profile, the corners of her mouth are slightly raised, and there is a quiet smile on her face.
The air moves slowly.
This is the night that belongs to the gods.
"As long as they take action first," Baobao nodded with satisfaction, "Little God, you can fight as you like."