At two quarters of the next day, Qin Tiexin finished practicing martial arts and did not continue to practice Divine Sense. He put the iron rod into Storage Bag and took out a Shape-Changing Talisman from his sleeve.
Ming'an was sitting on the stone bench, watching Qin Tiexin packing his things. His calves hung under the edge of the bench for a few times, and finally he couldn't help but say, "Senior brother, do you want to go out?"
"Hmm."
"I... can I go with you?" Ming'an slid down from the stone bench and stood in front of Qin Tiexin, looking up at him. The timidity in his black eyes was still there, but it was much lighter than the day he arrived, "I want to go shopping."
Qin Tiexin looked down at him.
"What to buy?"
Ming'an put his hand into his arms, touched for a long time, and took out three grains of Spirit Crystal. Spirit Crystal was lying in his palm, like three grains of rice. He didn't know where he picked them up. He lifted Spirit Crystal to Qin Tiexin In front of, he said seriously, "I want to buy a memorial tablet for Master. I am in the temple... I used to offer incense to the Buddha every day. Master said that as long as the heart is sincere, the Buddha can hear it. Now that Master... is no longer here, I want to build a tablet for him and offer incense and kowtow to him every day."
Qin Tiexin was silent for a few breaths.
He carried the identity of Mingjue and used Mingjue's relics, but he never thought of erecting a memorial tablet for Zhaoming Temple, the abbot of Huiming who died in the fire. A five or six-year-old child with three Spirit Crystal in his pocket was more thoughtful than him.
"Let's go."
Qin Tiexin bent down and picked up Ming'an, then took out a piece of Shape-Changing Talisman and stuck it on the two of them respectively. The talisman blended into the clothing material silently, and Qin Tiexin's figure became taller and taller with the slightest sound of bone friction, his face was thin, and his hair became longer, becoming an inconspicuous Rogue Cultivator.
Ming'an's face shape has also changed, his eyebrows have become thicker, his nose bridge has collapsed, there is a small black mole on his cheek, and his skin has darkened by one color. He looks like an ordinary child.
Ming'an looked down at his hand, then touched the mole on his face, raised his head and looked at Qin Tiexin: "Brother, you are not my senior brother now, you are Uncle Tie."
"You can only call me senior brother when there is no one around." Qin Tiexin held Ming'an with his left hand and sat in his arms, "Remember."
Ming'an nodded vigorously, put the three pieces of Spirit Crystal back into his arms, and patted his chest to make sure they were not dropped.
Qin Tiexin carried Ming'an out of the side door of Lin Residence. Instead of taking the main street of Purple Jade Ward, he turned into a side alley, passed through several narrow alleys, and made a small circle.
He didn't rush to Water Cloud Tea Room. He first walked around the perimeter of Cloud Ford Ward twice to make sure that no one was following him, and then turned into an inconspicuous alley.
The facade of Water Cloud Tea Room is even more inconspicuous than the roadside tea shed that Chen Xi opened before. There is not even a decent signboard at the door, only a cloud pattern carved on the lintel, and a palm-sized wooden sign hanging below the cloud pattern with the word "tea" written on it.
This teahouse does not have a lobby. It is a small private room. The location is remote and quiet, which is very suitable for conversation.
Qin Tiexin followed the information provided by Chen Xi and entered a private room. The person in the private room was not any figure that Qin Tiexin was familiar with, but a middle-aged scribe with slightly white temples. He was wearing a washed green shirt and had a folding fan on the table. He looked like a failed teacher in some academy.
If it weren't for Divine Sense's voice transmission from Chen Xi, Qin Tiexin would have really thought that he was on the wrong track.
Seeing Qin Tiexin walking in with a child in his arms, Chen Xi's eyes paused on Ming'an for less than a breath, and his fingers flicked on the table. A very thin stream of spiritual power It shot out from his fingertips and disappeared silently into Ming'an's eyebrows. Ming'an's eyelids immediately drooped, his head tilted on Qin Tiexin's shoulders, and his breathing became long and steady.
"It's okay, I just fell asleep." Chen Xi's voice was still the same low tone, but the surprise in his tone could not be suppressed, and he even had time to joke with Qin Tiexin, "What is going on? Your son?".
Qin Tiexin carefully placed Ming'an on the chair next to him and let him lean against the back of the chair. Then he sat opposite Chen Xi and told Ming'an's origins from beginning to end. Zhaoming Temple was killed by Golden Summit Temple. Ming'an escaped by hiding in the pool. He walked from the southwest border to Ten Thousand Stars City and met him at the door of the Star Selection Bureau.
Chen Xi was silent for a long time after listening. He reached out and picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and then put it down again.
"Are you going to keep this child with you forever?"
Qin Tiexin didn't answer immediately. He knew what Chen Xi was asking. They were Azure Xuan Region's people, and they would go back after finishing their work. The longer they stayed here, the greater the risk of their identity being exposed. Bringing up a child brings more burdens and more variables.
"I haven't thought about it yet." Qin Tiexin's eyes fell on Ming'an's sleeping face, "Take one step at a time. At least we can't abandon him now. Golden Summit Temple's people are still looking for him outside. If he is left alone outside, he won't survive."
Chen Xi looked at Qin Tiexin's expression and turned back the few words of persuasion that were on his lips. As a junior, he had an idea, and once he decided something, he couldn't persuade him. He stopped talking nonsense and took out a Frost Storage Bag from under the table and put it on the table. Storage Bag is not big, but when the bag is opened, the strong Demon Beast Blood Qi poured out from inside and filled the private room.
"Time is tight, so I just did these."
Qin Tiexin Divine Sense probed into Storage Bag, and his fingers paused.
Lying in the bag were the complete bodies of eight Golden Core Early Stage Demon Beast. Iron-Spined Savage Bull, Azure Rock Giant Elephant, and Wind-Rending Tiger. Each one was astonishingly large. Iron-Spined Savage Bull's spine alone was seven to eight feet long. Golden Core Demon Beast's Qi and Blood is far more prosperous than Foundation Establishment Demon Beast can compare, these eight alone are enough for him to eat for a long time. There are more than thirty Foundation Establishment Late Stage's Demon Beast piled next to it. There are various types of Demon Beast, from the smaller They range from Wind Shadow Wolf to Black-Scaled Python that is half the size of a house. All Demon Beast corpses have obvious fatal injuries, they are clean and neat, and they are all the work of Chen Xi.
"Brother, this... is too much."
"As many as there are." Chen Xi waved his hand, picked up the tea cup and took another sip, "Hunting is not difficult, but the distance is a bit farther. The area around Ten Thousand Stars City is so clean that there is not even a Qi Refinement Realm rabbit. I flew out for several days before I found the area where Demon Beast gathered." He put down the tea cup, "Go back and practice hard. Just tell me if you need it."
Qin Tiexin didn't say anything more. He put Frost Storage Bag away carefully and asked, "Senior brother, is there any news about the medical cultivator?"
"Still in the palace." Chen Xi put down the tea cup, "The jade talisman's sense is clearer than last time, but its position has not changed. It is most likely that it is locked in a fixed area. It doesn't look like it is performing any entrusted task, but it seems like it is being detained."
"Why?" Qin Tiexin remembers Bai Shao saying that her master went to the capital on an entrustment from a big shot.
"I don't know." The worry in Chen Xi's eyes flashed. The expression on his face did not change, he picked up the teacup and took a sip, and his tone returned to normal, "I'll take care of you Star Selection first. The rest will be played by ear."
Qin Tiexin nodded and picked up the still sleeping Ming'an again. Ming'an turned over in his arms, buried her face in his chest, and muttered something vaguely.