Fast Time Travel: The Fat Girl's Scheming

Chapter 153

An old lady was sitting quietly at the corner of the street, holding a pair of scissors and deftly picking up the window grilles. There was a shelf next to it. On the shelf were stacks of red paper and many cut red window grilles. All kinds of tigers are probably the zodiac of this year.

"Little girl, do you want to buy window grilles?" The old lady put down the scissors in her hand and dusted off the confetti on her body.

"Well, I want to buy some red paper, mother-in-law, can you teach me how to cut window grilles?"

"Okay! It's better for girls to be dexterous." The mother-in-law looked at her with a smile, and the wrinkles on her face looked extraordinarily kind.

Jing Yan picked up a pair of scissors and cut out a small flower on the red paper.

The old lady guided her while cutting, and she could cut the paper very well without looking at the paper in her hand. Not to mention cutting out the zodiac sign, even the simplest blessing character was very difficult for her, but the old lady even praised her.

"The little girl has such skillful hands!"

"The little girl cuts really well..."

"Little girl, this is your brother, right? Your family is so handsome!"

Che Ling just smiled and said nothing, watching her clumsy hands holding the scissors.

After cutting waste countless times, Jing Yan had no choice but to give up, saying: "Grandma, sell me a stack of red paper! I'll go back and think about it myself."

"Okay, little girl, come again next time!" The old lady responded repeatedly, watching them leave.

It was getting late, and the two of them found an inn to rest. Jing Yan tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't fall asleep. After getting used to sleeping on the stone bed, she was not used to sleeping on the padded bed.

I stayed up until late at night before I felt drowsy and drowsy, but tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.

A gust of wind made the window clang and clang. Jing Yan half-opened her sleepy eyes and got up impatiently to close the window. All of a sudden it flew out.

Nervousness suddenly awakened, the body was still retreating rapidly, Jing Yan saw clearly that there were several silver threads wrapped around her waist, and instinctively gathered spiritual power to cut off the silver thread, but the silver thread was full of elasticity, and there was no reaction at all.

After a while, Jing Yan was thrown on the ground, and the silver thread was quickly pulled away.

Jing Yan yelled in pain, and when she looked closely, she was really taken aback. A giant spider was spitting out silver threads in front of her.

Jing Yan stood up with her waist supported, and comforted her heart: Don't panic, don't panic, it's just a monster.Anyway, he is also the apprentice of the number one immortal in the Six Realms.

A puff of white smoke drifted by, and the giant spider turned into a delicate and charming woman in a blink of an eye, wearing a dark purple gauze dress, with a bright red lip on a delicate and seductive face, which is extremely eye-catching in the dark night.

"Hehe, I've made money today, and she's such a beautiful disciple of the Immortal Song Sect." The spider spirit took a step towards her while speaking.

Jing Yan was extremely flustered, but tried her best to hide her panic. "Knowing that I am a disciple of Xianmen, you still don't let me go. Do you want me to kill you with my own hands?"

"Hey, you're not short-tempered. As long as you obey me obediently, I'll let you feel no pain and how about being absorbed by me?"

Jing Yan thought to himself, this spider spirit doesn't seem to be afraid of Xianmen, and is determined to absorb her spirit, so it seems that he has to be tough.

"That depends on whether you have the ability."

Jing Yan silently recited the mantra.The Flowing Moon Sword flew from the sky and fell into his hand.

Two figures, one white and one black, intertwined, and the initial victory or defeat was unknown, but after more than a dozen moves, Jing Yan was clearly at a disadvantage. No matter how outstanding a few years of cultivation, it could not match the centuries-old skills of a spider spirit.

Countless silver threads spit out from the spider spirit's mouth, Jing Yan waved his sword to resist but was entangled in the sword body, the silver threads climbed up from Liuyue, and entangled Jing Yan's right arm.

When it was difficult to get out of trouble, a flash of sword light flashed, and the silver thread broke in two instantly.

(End of this chapter)