After being exiled, Lucky Zaizai took his whole family to farm.

Chapter 20 Late Night
  After eating and sleeping until night, Qin Jiacai finally got up full of energy.

During this period, Fang Yuerong and Qin Lin took turns guarding her.

And the skill book in her hand has never been taken away.

Well, Fang Yuerong actually tried to take it away and put it away, but she gave up because she held it too tightly.

She was afraid of losing something important, so she and Qin Lin took turns looking at her.

It's still raining lightly outside, and people under this rain are panicking. They always feel that it's abnormal for it to rain so much in a place with little rain.

At noon, the clan leader of this village came over. In addition to reminding them to hand over food, he also asked about their origins.

There were outsiders around, so everyone covered their necks with liquid foundation, and their collars were high, so the identity of the fugitive was not discovered.

"Sister, are you feeling better?" Qin Lin returned to the house with the dinner left for her to eat.

"Much better. This time I was too reckless and made everyone worried."

"Second sister doesn't know why you suddenly behave like this. Second sister just wants to tell you that you can't do this again next time.

No matter what, your body is the most important thing to all of us.

The big things are not as important as your life, you know? "

Qin Jia nodded, then took out the martial arts secret book he was holding tightly in his hand and looked through it.

The opening chapter of it is indeed that if you develop an inch of strength, that is internal strength.

Only when the sword is swung out with internal strength can it be unparalleled.

She was so fascinated by it that she even finished her dinner with just a few bites. She didn't put the secret book away until everyone went back to the house to rest.

When I released it, I encountered difficulties again.

I always felt that I was not safe anywhere. Inexplicably, Qin Jia thought of the space where I used to read novels.

If she drew one of those things, she didn't know if she would be drained.

"Jiajia, are you feeling better?"

Fang Yuerong looked at her little daughter's thin appearance and felt very sorry for her.

She was abducted as a child and finally returned home, but was forced to hide in her grandfather's house to raise her. She could not return to her home.

Finally, after the limelight had passed, and when he returned home to take care of himself, he encountered being exiled again.

To say he was ill-fated would be an exaggeration.

As a parent, she always prefers the frail one. Coupled with the guilt, it can be said that if possible, she really wants to bear the torture on her behalf.

Both Yuan Shen and Qin Lin look more like Fang Yuerong, with a petite figure, an oval face, and delicate features.

But there are differences. For example, Qin Lin is a weak-looking girl, while Qin Jia looks relatively cold.

At this moment, her face was pale, and she looked even colder and sicker, as if she was sick...

"Mom, I'm really fine. I just accidentally overestimated myself."

Well, Qin Jia thinks it's Ruyibi's fault. She doesn't know what is within her scope for every standard it defines.

After all, if we talk about painting skills, let alone martial arts secrets, even asking her to draw a god is fine.

Fang Yuerong helped her tidy up the broken hair on her forehead, and said gently and lovingly: "Your sister is right, no matter what it is, it is not as important as your body.

Our family must be well, and we can’t do it without anyone. "

Qin Jia, who had been fighting alone for a long time, really felt sour at the moment.

How could she be so virtuous and capable? She had lost her life for nothing, but she could still have a warm home for nothing.

It is also because of this that her plans always include the Qin family.

"I'm sorry for making you worry..."

"Silly boy, how can the family be sorry? It's not your fault. It's because we didn't take good care of you that you thought of protecting us all under your wings at such a young age."

In this world, some people are not afraid of giving, but are afraid that no one will respond to her efforts.     So she is lucky.

***
  Listening to the patter of rain outside and sleeping next to Xiangxiang's sister, Qin Jia felt that she was happy even if she was living under someone else's roof at this moment.

Ye Ting stood guard in front of the door loyally and responsibly, with her eyes closed and her ears raised high.

Late at night, it seemed the rain had stopped.

I don’t know if it was because of the dog, but last night’s uninvited guests didn’t come near them again.

In fact, all of them can feel the strangeness of this village.

For example, there is no smoke rising from the village every day, and there are no sounds such as roosters crowing or dogs barking.

It's normal to be isolated and clean from the world, but if it's too quiet in an inhabited place, it's definitely a problem.

And the price for them living here is food, so they shouldn't be without smoke all day long anyway.

It's not like the entire village doesn't have to eat, right?

Several soft breathing sounds were rising and falling in the room, but Qin Jia suddenly opened his eyes.

She took out her dagger from under the pillow, stood up gently, quietly opened the door and walked out.

"Yeting, you stay safe, I'll go out and take a look."

After receiving the order, Ye Ting, who was originally planning to follow, could only do so.

After Qin Jia smiled at it, she left Xiao Yu with a solemn expression. She put on a black raincoat, which was well hidden in the night.

She just had a dream.

In fact, it wasn't really a dream. It should be said that the Ruyi Bi brush fed back a picture to her.

Late at night underground, many people were worshiping something in a place similar to an altar, including the clan leader of Xiaomanzhai.

Of course, these are other people's village affairs and have nothing to do with her.

But the Ruyi pen kept trembling in her head, as if she wanted to let her go.

Although she didn't know why, because it was so useful, she could only take one trip.

[Bi, Bi, I went to the sword mountain for you. You must be good in the future! 】

Qin Jia complained in her heart that if her family knew that she ran out in the middle of the night, Fang Yuerong and Qin Lin would probably shed worried tears again.

So she just went to have a look and would never do anything dangerous.

***
  In the dream image, their underground altar was built under the village ancestral hall, and someone was guarding the ancestral hall.

Entering through the main entrance can be said to be a dream, but fortunately, Qin Jia also knew a secret door.

This secret door is unguarded and is located in an unoccupied house in the village.

I have to say it's quite bold.

After entering the broken house, he found the cellar in the kitchen. Qin Jia went directly down from the cellar, holding a flashlight in his hand.

A flashlight appeared, and the liquid in her pen had been completely exhausted.

If she encounters danger, she will have to rely on her own means to escape.

The secret door under the cellar only needs to be opened by pressing a stone with a somewhat special shape into the groove.

She entered along the entrance of the secret door and saw a somewhat sloping staircase. She walked along for a while before stopping when she heard movement.

"Have those people from the village left yet?"

"not yet."

"Chief, what do you think? If outsiders are allowed to enter the village at this time, what if they find out something big happened in our village?"

(End of this chapter)