As an elite disciple of the Hengtian Sect who has attracted much attention since childhood, and a handsome guy, Lin Qing thinks that he is very used to being looked at by others.

But even so, even if Zuo Jiayin's back was turned, those bright eyes made his back tingle.

Just... I always have the illusion that my wealth is in jeopardy.

After he finished the work at hand, he turned his head and looked at the little girl with a twitching corner of his mouth.

The kid's eyes are shining with gold!

Zuo Jiayin reluctantly looked at the pocket of his police uniform for a while, secretly wiped away the non-existent drool from the corner of his mouth, and asked diligently, "Senior Brother Lin, are we going to catch these evil cultivators of Wanmiao Sect next?

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Now that she has the Qingyang Fire around her, she feels that she is very capable and has no intention of escaping from the battle with these evil heretics.

After all, after living for three hundred years, Zuo Jiayin has understood a truth.

There is no use in escaping.

If you are afraid of fights between monks, you will only become more and more timid.

But as a monk, if you don't dare to fight or contend with demonic cultivators, you can only avoid danger by avoiding or pretending to be peaceful, which is of no benefit to your cultivation.

"Yes." Lin Qing nodded.

"Then let me go with senior brother." Zuo Jiayin was not really a newbie in the world of cultivation. Seeing Lin Qing's hesitation, he hurriedly said, "I will not hold senior brother back."

She looked like a weak alchemy cultivator, but in fact... Lin Qing couldn't help but think of the time when she was at the big star Fu Qi's place, and the alchemy furnace hit the demon cultivator so hard that his head almost exploded.

He couldn't help but laugh, and hoped that this little girl would gain more experience with him and gain some knowledge in the world of cultivation, so as to avoid being deceived or bullied by malicious monks in the future.

Since Zuo Jiayin asked again and again, he nodded and said, "Let's go together then." His cultivation level was pretty good, and he thought he had enough power to protect Zuo Jiayin when he faced several evil cultivators.

So even if Zuo Jiayin is just a logistics worker, he still thinks it's good that she is so willing to work in the field.

He didn't think it would be troublesome to take him with him who seemed inexperienced at first glance. Zuo Jiayin was stunned for a while and whispered, "Senior Brother Lin, you are such a good person."

Ordinary monks are not willing to make big moves with inexperienced rookies by their side.

She started digging into her pockets.

Lin Qing was hit head-on by a good guy card and thought about life.

"Lin, Officer Lin." Just before these two cultivators

While the speaker was talking, Manager Ma looked at the clay figurine with fear and fear for a while, and finally came to his senses.

He thought of the gossipy things he heard from his colleagues or customers at the restaurant, and cautiously walked over to Lin Qing and asked, "How much... um, thank you fee should I pay?"

If you invite a master to come when you encounter danger, you will have to pay a lot of money as a thank you fee. He knows that this is a normal thing, after all, it saves his life.

Lin Qing seemed not unfamiliar with such questions. When he asked, she smiled and said, "No need."

"How about that?" Manager Ma said politely.

Lin Qing asked him to see his police uniform.

"This is what we should do." The handsome young police officer said with a smile.

This smile healed Manager Ma.

Zuo Jiayin's movement of picking out his pockets was slow for a while, and then he started picking out his pockets harder.

...This is the answer of righteous monks and many, many police officers.

She thinks they are all very respectable people.

Although the money-loving Dan Xiu who caught the demon cultivator in exchange for a bonus couldn't do such a thing, she had a magic pill.

She hopes that her elixir can be given to these upright people, and then she can use her own small way to protect them.

"Brother, take it." She had just been reborn not long ago, and she had been very busy recently. She didn't refine many elixirs, but she still had some basic elixirs for emergencies.

Because she is a cautious alchemy practitioner, the first thing she refines when refining alchemy are some life-saving and practical elixirs.

Now his snow-white paws grabbed a few elixirs and slapped them into Lin Qing's hand. When he lowered his head and looked down, he saw several round elixirs rolling in his palm, exuding a delicate fragrance.

Two of them are as white as jade.

"Poison-preventing pill?" He still knew the product well. He sniffed it and found the aroma pleasant, so he asked with a smile.

The little girl in front of him also gave him two crystal bottles.

This is the famous water of forgetfulness.

"As for the monks of the Paradise Sect, senior brother, if you fall into the trap, just drink some forgetfulness water to calm your mind and stabilize your vitality. It will work." The evil spells that the Paradise Sect is good at are embarrassing to mention.

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Although Zuo Jiayin is a three-hundred-year-old... old monk, she is still so young now that she can't talk about nonsense.

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Moreover, as a police officer, she must have arrested monks from the Paradise Sect in recent years. She must have rich experience in fighting against such demonic cultivators. She just mentioned it.

Lin Qing never thought that one day she would be cared about by a child so much younger than herself.

Although this kind of nagging concern is strange, it doesn't feel bad. He smiled and nodded.

"Thank you Yinyin." Whether it was poison-preventing pills or love-forgetting water, it was indeed something he might need.

He took it with a smile, and stuffed a dozen Qimen Talismans into the little girl who was looking at him with bright eyes, and then sent Manager Ma back to the police station to make a record, and record it in the book for a return visit at any time.

, lest he encounter harm from evil cultivators again.

There was nothing wrong with Zhou Lei. Seeing that Zuo Jiayin was busy with business, Zhou Lei drove away by herself.

After everything was settled, Lin Qing got all the information on the evil cultivators from her colleagues and was about to take Zuo Jiayin out to work, when she saw Wei Heng standing next to the little girl.

Wei Heng lowered his head and looked at Zuo Jiayin, who was sitting next to him and had been having a wonderful time outside for the past half day.

Zuo Jiayin was counting on his fingers what elixirs he should prepare. When he looked up, he saw Wei Heng staring at him.

Being stared at by the handsome young swordsman, she was not worried at all.

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Wei Heng looked a little tired.

He looked a little worried, but Zuo Jiayin was also a reborn person like him. Knowing that when he was reborn and returned to the past, there must be a lot of regrets that he wanted to do and make up for.

Her regret is that she sacrificed too much for unworthy feelings. When she returns to this time, she just wants to practice hard and make up for what she wanted to do but failed to do in her previous life.

And what about Wei Heng?

She couldn't help but look at him for a while and asked softly, "Wei Heng, what is your regret?"

Wei Heng looked at her with tired eyes and was stunned for a while.

He moved the corners of his mouth.

Nothing was missing.

Zuo Jiayin scratched his little head and felt that he should understand Wei Heng to some extent.

He is devoted to the Tao, has a perseverance, and has been a genius all the way. He has not suffered any setbacks in three hundred years. In modern terms, he is someone else's child.

Such a swordsman has infinite vigor. Even if he has regrets, they are probably about his friends and

Let's go to the same school.

For example, Lin Qing died in his previous life, or the chaos in the Hengtian Sect three hundred years later...

"Don't worry, I have spiritual herbs in my hand. I will refine more life-saving elixirs later, and your senior brothers will be well." The little girl said in a low voice.

Wei Heng, I have a pretty good relationship with her in this life, and he has helped her a lot these days.

Then she is willing to help him, right?

Wei Heng:......

The young swordsman stared at her for a long time, then the hand holding the hilt of the spirit sword behind his back twitched slightly and put it down.

He looked like he wanted to kill her.

Zuo Jiayin, I feel wronged!

These bad sword cultivators are really hard to serve!

"You too. Be careful when you go out recently." She hummed twice and decided not to accept Wei Heng's general knowledge. However, Wei Heng suddenly asked, "Have you been out in the field with your senior brother recently?"

He even said some caring words.

He also looked up and down at the little girl, who was as thin as a piece of paper.

Zuo Jiayin was just about to puff up her small breasts to tell him not to judge people by their appearance, when she saw the young man taking something out of his jeans pocket and throwing it over.

Zuo Jiayin was punched in the face.

She hurriedly took it off her face, looked at the soft and smooth fabric in her hand, and was stunned for a moment.

This is a soft protective armor.

There are countless patterns of talismans and formations drawn on it, and there is a faint spiritual light flowing on it. It feels cool when touched, like the most delicate silk.
To be continued...