The debt repayment life of the full-level metaphysics

Chapter 867

The chat between Jiang Li and Fu Shiyan ended in the evening, when she took out some pens and paper, and was drawing symbols.

Hearing Fu Er's words, Jiang Li didn't lift his head, and wrote like a god, "Isn't something wrong?"

Fu Er's eye sockets were about to drop, "What... mean? Old ancestor, you have already seen that something will happen to Xia Xin when he goes out this time?"

Jiang Li casually hummed.

Fu Er suddenly became a little anxious, "You know why you let him go out, it's so dangerous!"

Hearing this, Jiang Li stopped writing and glanced at him, "This kind of thing has to be faced by himself. After a lot of experience, he will improve. Neither you nor I can protect him for the rest of his life. Little trouble. It’s not a bad thing for him to let him solve it by himself and suffer a little.”

Fu Er was really worried about what might happen to Xia Xin, that stupid boy.

But Jiangli said, "Neither you nor I can protect him for the rest of his life", choking back Fu Er's worries.

Also.

They seem to protect Xia Xin every inch now, which is not a good thing for Xia Xin.

It's a bit bitter, and Xia Xin only knows it after he has eaten it himself.

Fu Er glanced out, he understood the reason, but couldn't help but sighed.

Hearing the movement, Jiang Li clicked his tongue, half a smile, "I saw you didn't like Xia Xin before, why are you so worried now, don't you despise Xia Xin?"

Fu Er laughed, "How can you really dislike him? After all, he is also my descendant. I definitely don't want anything to happen to him."

"Don't worry." Jiang Li gave him a reassurance, "I can't die."

Fu Er: "..."

Fine.

If that counts as reassurance.

As Jiang Li said, today is just a small tribulation for Xia Xin.

At 08:30 in the evening, Xia Xin came back.

When he came back, his right hand was wrapped in gauze like a pig's trotter, and many band-aids were applied to his left hand.

Seeing his appearance, Fu Er immediately asked, "Why did you get hurt?"

Just as Jiang Li put the drawn talisman into the drawer, he raised his head and glanced at Xia Xin's hands.

"Small injury, nothing serious."

Xia News said, scratching his head in embarrassment, "Yes, it's just a small injury, mainly because of me... I'm too stupid, I didn't expect to hurt myself, don't worry, it's just a small wound, it's okay."

Fu Er looked at his hands, sighed, and said, "Take it as a lesson, and next time you encounter such a thing, you will know what to do and how to avoid getting yourself hurt."

Xia Xin nodded, looking at Jiang Li with teary eyes.

On the way back, he figured it out, and Jiang Li specially asked him to do things by himself, and gave him another talisman to suppress evil spirits.I just want him to accumulate practical experience and train him.

And the evil spirit talisman is a guarantee for him, preventing his life from being in real danger.

The ancestors took everything into consideration.

Thinking of this, Xia Xin suddenly bowed to Jiang Li, "Thank you, old ancestor."

Jiang Li raised his eyebrows, "Why are you thanking me? I left you alone in the tiger's den and the wolf's den, and you still thank me?"

Xia Xin laughed like a fool, "The old ancestor is doing it for my own good, I understand."

Jiang Li snorted, "How about it, Wen Mao is causing trouble?"

Xia News said, put away his smile, and said seriously: "Yes, it is Wen Mao. I never thought that Wen Mao would dare to come out to make trouble."

Xia Xin told Jiang Li and Fu Er about Wen Mao's riot at the funeral home.

Hearing this, Fu Eryi rolled his eyes secretly, "This Wen Mao really doesn't want to live anymore, what's wrong with me?"

(End of this chapter)