"You mean, we will be neighbors in the future?" Zuo Jiayin looked at him with sincere hope that Wei Heng was joking.

Who in the family understands?

Living across the street from Jian Xiu, could she still sleep in the middle of the night?

Although Zuo Jiayin had resurrected her life and had unilaterally turned enemies into friends with Wei Heng, she still felt weird no matter how she thought about it.

Wei Heng raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling very good.

He took a set of keys from the shelf at the door of his room, walked to the house opposite, opened the door, and threw her luggage in the house.

Although it is a huge blow to be neighbors with Wei Heng, the house still needs to be viewed.

It's close to the school, it's cheap, and it's a new house. It's not a bad idea no matter what.

The sophisticated Danxiu decided to endure it any longer and at least look at the house first.

As soon as she walked into the house, her eyes lit up.

This is a two-bedroom house. One room is used as a bedroom, and the other room is used as a study. If you study in the future, such a study will be quiet and spacious.

The large balcony was very sunny. Even though Zuo Jiayin's eyelids were still twitching, he couldn't help but consider placing shelves on the balcony in the future, setting up a spiritual gathering array, and planting more low-level spiritual herbs that he needed as alchemy materials.

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This room is very quiet, with good ventilation and sunlight, and... although the neighbor is a swordsman, he is a quiet swordsman, and he will not be a strange neighbor.

Taking a deep breath, Zuo Jiayin had to say fairly, "It's pretty good." It was really good. She really liked it.

Wei Heng stood at the door and said nothing.

He stood there upright, not lazily leaning against the door like Lin Qing, like a sharp sword.

Eye-catchingly bright and handsome.

Zuo Jiayin admired his beauty and solemnly thanked him.

Wei Heng said coldly, "Remember to pay."

Zuo Jiayin obediently gave Wei Heng money.

"Why am I giving you money?" Shouldn't I call the landlord?

Wei Heng looked at his phone and said calmly, "I'll call him later."

There is no need for a rental contract between them to make money. After all, they have become cultivators, and the so-called contract is just that.

Although Wei Heng is extremely vicious, his character can still be guaranteed.

Zuo Jiayin was very satisfied with the house. Now that the house temporarily belonged to her, she hurriedly took out all the things in her luggage and placed them around the room. She also planned when to buy some spiritual herbs and medicinal materials.

Whether you are making a beauty mask or refining an elixir, you need it.

Then she found with distressed fingers that her talismans also needed to be replenished. She fumbled with the small bronze mirror that Lin Qing gave her today and asked Wei Heng, "Does this mirror belong to me?"

"Yeah." Wei Heng was still looking back at the information in his hand that he didn't know whose name it was.

Zuo Jiayin hesitated while holding the bronze mirror.

Because of this bronze mirror, she thought of Lin Qing.

"Senior Brother Lin..." She had never dealt with Lin Qing in her previous life, because when she became close to the Special Operations Division, there was no longer Lin Qing in the police station.

If she was just curious about whether Lin Qing returned to the sect to continue practicing before, but today she received a kind gift from Lin Qing.

This kind of protective magical weapon is particularly precious to a casual cultivator without a sect. She scratched her little head and asked, "Are you going back to the sect?"

"He fell." Wei Heng put down his phone as if he understood what Zuo Jiayin was talking about.

Three hundred years ago, Zuo Jiayin's impression of Wei Heng was that of being aloof and cold.

This swordsman is like the ice on the iceberg. He is indifferent to everything and has no emotions.

Just like this moment, he stood in front of her and talked about the death of his close senior brother, but there was still no expression between his eyebrows.

But Zuo Jiayin felt for the first time that perhaps Wei Heng was not as indifferent as he seemed.

She also felt strangely sad.

Even though she had seen many familiar people disappear in the past three hundred years, it was probably because of her fifteen-year-old body that was causing trouble. She still couldn't help but sigh and asked, "

When did it happen?"

If I can, I still want to save Senior Brother Lin.

Wei Heng looked at the little girl who was holding her hair and looking like she had a headache. He raised the corners of his mouth silently for a moment and continued, "Just recently." He frowned slightly and said slowly to Zuo Jiayin, "The cause is the missing person.

Senior sister."

"This one who just lost contact?"

Wei Heng nodded.

"How can I help?" Zuo Jiayin thought that Officer Lin was a good person, so she asked with concern.

"Thank you. I have already reported their danger to the sect master, and the sect will come forward to solve the problem. I will trouble you again if necessary." Wei Heng turned out to be extremely polite.

Zuo Jiayin looked at the sky outside and thought the sun was coming out in the west.

She vaguely felt that this matter might not be easy to handle, after all, Wei Heng would actually report it to the sect.

She asked tentatively, "Is it dangerous?"

Wei Heng nodded and said, "It has something to do with demon cultivation. I need your help in refining some spiritual pills."

"Demon cultivator."

"I'm still investigating this matter." Wei Heng had just been reborn and started busy as soon as he came back. Zuo Jiayin sighed that this sword cultivator was very capable, and he was not so panicked when he heard that it was a demon cultivator.

Her Qingyang Fire is extremely capable of restraining demonic cultivators.

In her previous life, the righteous way had been besieging and suppressing demonic cultivators for three hundred years. She also participated in several large-scale battles. She was no ordinary rookie when fighting against demonic cultivators, so she was not at a loss.

And according to Wei Heng's wishes, she acted as a logistical support.

What she is more concerned about now is to quickly refine various types of elixirs in preparation for emergencies.

While thinking this, she asked politely and modestly, "I'm going to make an elixir in the next two days. Do you need me to bring you a copy?"

A storage bag was thrown towards me.

Zuo Jiayin opened it subconsciously and found that they were all spiritual herbs.

Her eyes met the silent Wei Heng above the pocket of the storage bag.

"I only need ten elixirs to make." Wei Heng produced the elixirs, and Zuo Jiayin just made elixirs. With Zuo Jiayin's alchemy ability, which can be called the elixir fairy, all the elixirs in this storage bag were refined into at least elixirs.

Also two hundred.

Wei Heng only wanted this, Zuo Jiayin coughed twice, put the storage bag into his arms with a smile and said, "We have such a good relationship, I will make alchemy well. If you give me more, I will give you fifty pills."

Cooperating with Wei Heng is not a one-and-done deal, and she won't care about it that much.

Even so, she still makes a lot of money.

The little girl was like a little mouse who had stolen the magic pill. Wei Heng had nothing to say. He looked at the smiling Zuo Jiayin for a moment, then turned around and prepared to go back to his home.

"Walk slowly." Zuo Jiayin hurriedly and kindly said to his future neighbor.

Wei Heng stopped at his feet and turned to look at Zuo Jiayin.

The little girl cautiously covered the storage bag in her arms.

Wei Heng:......

Wei Heng asked her, "Aren't you coming to Hengtian Sect?"

"I still like to be a casual cultivator."

"If you leave the Zheng family, who will be your guardian?"

"Guardian?" Zuo Jiayin, who had been drifting all the way, suddenly thought that his body was no longer a three-hundred-year-old adult elixir, but a fifteen-year-old Gao Yisheng who still needed a guardian.

The joy of taking advantage of Wei Heng dissipated. She touched her chin and said thoughtfully at this sudden but useful reminder, "You are right. This really needs to be solved."

His custody is in the hands of the Zheng family, which will inevitably cause some trouble in the future.

It's not her villain's heart.

Mr. Zheng and his wife were not that bad to her.

But there was no ambiguity when it came to asking her to sacrifice.

Just like in the previous life, they asked her...

"Even if the custody rights are to be transferred, and the Zheng family agrees, there is still a problem to whom it will be transferred to." The main reason is that Zuo Jiayin has no relatives, and no one can take over her request.

As she was thinking about it, Wei Heng said coldly, "You can hang it in the Hengtian Sect." The way he worked tirelessly to find an alchemist for the sect made Zuo Jiayin look at him deeply.

But she thought about it, shook her head and said, "I'll think about it again."

It was not that she had any objections to the Hengtian Sect. On the contrary, the Hengtian Sect had been fighting for the right path and fighting against evil cultivators in its previous life. Zuo Jiayin had always felt good about the Hengtian Sect.

She just felt that Wei Heng in this life seemed to be working very hard to poach the sect.
To be continued...