He leaned close to the girl and examined her carefully. An unfamiliar face-he had never seen her before.
Yet, inexplicably, he sensed that some grievance or enmity might tie him to this girl. He could neither explain nor define it. Very strange.
I don't eat people, and I hardly ever show myself before them. How could I have any connection to a mortal I've never met? Utterly baffling. Never mind. With my cultivation, even a hundred mortals couldn't do anything to me-not unless there were thousands.
He turned and had only taken a few steps when a dull thud sounded behind him.
Even without looking back, he knew the girl had fainted. Frightened out of her wits and afflicted by the cold, her body had given out.
Without pausing, he walked straight out of the courtyard.
The courtyard remained quiet for about two breaths, with only the faint rustle of falling snow. Then Jin Si returned, expressionless, and walked up to the unconscious girl.
Looking at her face, blue with cold, he dimly sensed a few hazy images.
Jin Si had an ability somewhat like that of the Demon Spirits of the Cloud Immortal Hall, what ordinary folk called "reading affairs."
Occasionally, he could glimpse a few blurry images.
Both her parents were dead, and her elder brother had left home. All alone, the little girl had gone out to find him, like duckweed without roots.
In those hazy images, he vaguely made out the outline of the Medicine King Temple. Presumably, fate had tied her to it.
I'll take her back first and sort things out later.
With a flick of his finger, he sliced through the ropes and sack, then lifted her by the collar.
She was so skinny that she weighed almost nothing. Her body was icy,