Quick Wear: Another day of being criticized for falling in love at first sight

Chapter 961: The Wife Who Has No Spiritual Roots in the Cultivation Novels

It was not until the sound of roosters crowing was heard outside again that Shen Qingci reluctantly let go of Miaomiao's hand. Then he touched her cheek gently and made sure that the shark veil had not slipped off. Then he quietly changed his hand to hold hers.

It was not until the noise outside became deafening and the little girl sleeping in the bed was about to wake up naturally that Shen Qingci finally took off the shark fin, turned around reluctantly, walked through the wall, and returned to his room.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Shen Qingci spread out his palms, and even the wonderful warmth and touch of the fingertips still remained.

Then, a light-colored, transparent veil appeared out of thin air. He looked at the veil and couldn't help laughing. His eyes were full of joy, and his mouth even fell on the veil without knowing why. It seemed that this action could ease his inexplicable love for a person.

It turns out that liking someone can really make people so "greedy". Just touching her cheek is not enough, they also want to hold her hand, talk to her, and stay with her like this forever.

At this time, Miaomiao finally heard the noisy sound outside, and subconsciously stretched and sat up.

She slept well that day, but her fingers felt a little uncomfortable. She hadn't lifted anything heavy yesterday, but now she felt a slight pain in her fingertips, as if something was constantly rubbing against them.

But the good news is that this time she finally did not dream about "eyes" again. Instead, she dreamed that she was sitting in a courtyard in Jiangnan, with her mother holding her hand all the time, saying that she would wait for her to come back and find a son-in-law for her.

The two of them even fantasized about the future. Miaomiao said that she wanted to have three children. It was nothing, she just wanted to be rich and willful.

But in the dream, after Miaomiao finished saying the three words, she felt something was wrong and subconsciously changed her words to say that it was better for her to be single...

Miaomiao stretched and sat up, subconsciously rubbing her stiff fingers.

I don't know why last night, but I kept feeling a slight stiffness in my fingertips even in my sleep.

However, when she thought about leaving for home today, this little discomfort was quickly forgotten.

After packing their luggage, the group pushed the carriage filled with local specialties out of the inn.

Shen Qingci had been waiting at the door for a long time. Seeing that the carriage looked crowded, he took out a small mustard seed bag from his own mustard seed bag and handed it to Miaomiao.

The morning light was just right, and Shen Qingci's blue shirt was glowing softly in the morning light, while the sword at his waist was hanging quietly, but it gave people an inexplicable sense of security, especially the delicate little sachet that the other party handed to her while looking into her eyes.

"Use this, it's a mustard seed bag that can hold anything, but most mustard seed bags require spiritual power to operate.

I have improved it last night and stored some spiritual power in it in advance, so you only need to drop a drop of blood on it and you can use it directly.

It can be used about fifty times. If you run out of spiritual power and can't open it later, you can ask me or your spiritual maid to help you open it."

Shen Qingci looked at the little girl's innocent appearance in the sun. She should be charming, but he always felt that she still had a cute childishness, which made him want to treat her well unconditionally.

"How can this be so embarrassing...

Thank you so much, Brother Shen."

Miaomiao was really excited. This was the legendary mustard seed bag that could hold everything. Although she had no spiritual power, she could still use it a little.

Miaomiao took the mustard seed bag, and Shen Qingci directly pinched Miaomiao's fingertips, used his hand as a blade, and gently cut a wound.

A drop of blood fell on the mustard bag, and soon a light flashed, and then Shen Qingci gently wiped the wound on Miaomiao's hand, and the wound recovered as before.

But Miaomiao herself didn't realize that a man used spiritual power to wrap up a few extra drops of her blood and put them into his own mustard seed space.

After another round of thanks, Miaomiao happily put the carriage and the car into the mustard seed space.

All that was left in Miaomiao's eyes was her love for the mustard seed space and her anticipation of returning home.

"Brother Shen, can we leave Qingyun City today?"

"Qingyun City is quite large. We'll probably be able to reach the outskirts of the main city today. We might even have to camp outdoors in the mountains at night."

Shen Qingci answered, his eyes falling on the little girl's injured hand, and soon discovered that there seemed to be a hint of blue on her wrist. It was obvious that he had rubbed it too hard last night, causing the little girl pain.

But now, he couldn't reveal too much, so he asked with a curious look.

"What's wrong with this wrist?"

Miaomiao was also confused, and then shook her hands indifferently.

"Maybe I walked too much yesterday and bumped into something accidentally?"

She wouldn't tell Master Shen again that her hand felt uncomfortable last night, as that would seem too delicate.

Shen Qingci said nothing, but just gently swept his hand across the back of Miaomiao's hand holding the mustard seed space, and the faint green color that seemed to be pressed by fingerprints disappeared instantly.

But Miaomiao didn't notice the little episode at this time. Instead, she was a little excited because of Shen Qingci's previous words.

"Bed and breakfast is also good! Spending the night in the wild is quite interesting!

I just need to talk to Qinghe to see if the things I brought are enough. Now that I have the mustard seed bag you gave me, I can buy more of everything."

Along the way, Miaomiao was in particularly high spirits.

Sometimes he pointed at the exotic flowers and plants on the roadside and asked questions, and sometimes he chatted and laughed with Qinghe and the others, and even found the bumpy ride of the carriage interesting.

Shen Qingci followed beside, occasionally responding with a few words, but his eyes were always on the dark.

The two tracking auras were still there, but they were always keeping a distance. It was obviously not for the purpose of protection as he thought.

There was a hint of coldness in his eyes, but he didn't show it immediately.

Miaomiao was happy, and he didn't want the blood to ruin the little girl's good mood.

But his magic didn't change much. He only needed to use illusion on the two low-level monks to make them think that they were still in Qingyun City.

In the evening, the group finally walked out of the main city of Qingyun City and came to a secluded forest.

Qinghe and the others set up the tent quite skillfully, while Shen Qingci went to the nearby woods to hunt. After a while, he came back with two fat pheasants and several big fish.

"Brother Shen, you are a god!"

Miaomiao's eyes lit up and she leaned over to look at the two pheasants. They were so beautiful and delicious.

"Want some roast chicken tonight?"

Shen Qingci discovered that except for the first night when he saw the little girl, she was always happy, like a hungry little cub, so adorable.

Looking at her expectant expression at this moment, Shen Qingci couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.