usatvline Chapter 349 Scratching Head
Chapter 349 Scratching Head
Bei Jingchu followed him out to find the villain who harmed her.
The compass turned and finally stopped at one point.
"Zhang Mansion, this is it."
"Are you sure the person is inside?"
The disciple scratched his head, "Not sure."
"..."
As if he could see Bei Jingchu's speechlessness, he hurriedly explained, "He must have been inside when the spell was cast last night, but it's been a whole night now. Anyone with a bit of brains would have run away. Who would wait there for us to catch?"
"...So, we're just here to hang out today?"
The young disciple blinked and replied, "Yes, let His Highness see who is trying to mess with you."
"Even though they can't get you, they still let you know who you are disliking."
As he spoke, he shrugged his shoulders and sighed as if he had lost his soul: "If we had come in and searched last night, we would have definitely caught him in the act, but there was a palace ban."
“Why do these people choose to cause trouble at night? Ahhhhhhhh~~~~~~~”
"Can't you do bad things in broad daylight?"
Bei Jingchu:......
What to do? Aye told her not to play with fools.
The young disciple didn't know that he was being disliked, he just didn't want to face the life of copying scriptures.
Bei Jingchu was not too angry about the wasted trip, at least she knew the extent of the Zhang family's hostility towards her.
It seems that Aye's warning to Yuer dealt them a heavy blow.
A bunch of impatient idiots.
But she was worried: "What will happen to me if they succeed in doing this?"
The young disciple waved his hand, "Don't worry, you are a human being..."
As he said this he immediately covered his mouth.
I almost got exposed, but my master told me not to tell anyone.
Bei Jingchu became interested. After hearing her own evaluation from the charlatan, she could save some money on fortune-telling. It seemed that this guy knew something.
She asked: "What?"
The young disciple covered his mouth and shook his head.
"Um!"
"Say it!"
"Human... scum!"
Because this answer was not convincing enough, the young disciple added: "Not just any scumbag, but a particularly awesome scumbag."
Bei Jingchu:?
Okay, okay, that’s how the old charlatan promotes her, right?
The young disciple was proud of his quick thinking.
The imperial teacher in the distance felt a chill on his back.
Here, Bei Jingchu slapped the young disciple on the forehead and said, "Let's go."
The young disciple was indeed a cultivator, his iron-like back of the head showed no reaction even when Bei Jingchu hit it.
"I'm not going back today. If they cause trouble again tonight, I can get there in time."
He said shyly: "Your Highness, I have no money."
"Can you help me find a place to live and give me some money? I don't want to sleep under a bridge or eat millet cakes."
Bei Jingchu was surprised: "How can this old man be so stingy? He didn't even give me money when I was traveling, and just let me sleep on the street?"
The young disciple was too embarrassed to scratch his head, and Bei Jingchu thought it was a miracle that his head was not scratched.
He said embarrassedly: "Maybe Master thought I would be back soon, and didn't think that I would have no need to spend the night outside."
But he is very aware of how useless he is.
Another morning, the national master thought that the most useless disciple would be defeated, so he put on his beard, white hair, and wrinkles to disguise himself. Then he heard a roar: "Master——"
A young man came in carrying someone.