The whole sect is full of villains, but the junior sister has a hole in her brain

Chao Zhao saw him hiding in a corner and drawing circles, feeling aloof and sympathetic, and he tried his best to use his self-proclaimed superb comforting skills.

"Don't be sad. It's not scary to encounter difficulties."

When Wen Lianchong realized that Chao Zhao was about to open his mouth, he had already vaguely realized something, but he couldn't help but ask subconsciously, "Then what is scary?"

Chao Zhao said seriously: "The scary thing is to encounter difficulties."

Wen Lianchong: “………”

His face was blank for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he pulled up a bunch of weeds in front of him angrily, "I shouldn't have asked!"

Chao Zhao looked at his actions and shook his head: "What did the grass do wrong? Why do you treat it like this?"

A hint of sneer suddenly flashed across Wen Lianchong's innocent face: "Humph." He tightly grasped the handful of weeds in his hand, "My mood right now is just like this."

Grass (a plant).

"!"

Luo Wenshan's gaze, filled with shock, suddenly swept over, his brows furrowed as he passed by Chao Zhao, as if he couldn't understand how his junior fellow apprentice could be led astray in just half a day.

Chao Zhao was stunned but also felt a little relieved: "Ruzi is teachable——"

Just after saying four words, he stopped abruptly in the face of Luo Wenshan's gaze filled with condemnation and confusion.

"...What's that look in your eyes?"

Chao Zhao was puzzled for a while, "I am a well-educated monk, it is definitely not me who taught him!"

Wen Lianchong calmed down after pulling out the weeds for a while, and quickly helped Chao Zhao explain: "Brother, this has nothing to do with Chao Zhao."

Luo Wenshan: “…”

His eyes paused slightly, then he retracted his gaze and stared at Wen Lianchong for a while, and then he fell silent.

Chao Zhao took Wen Lianchong to watch the process of the little Posing bird rekindling the flame.

Under the guidance of the Poso Bird King, the real parent, the little Poso Bird absorbed all the flames smoothly and perfectly this time.

As the last trace of flames died down, the gray on the cub's body gradually faded, revealing a little dark brown wings.

"Chirp!"

It approached the King of Birds and rubbed its forehead against the other's huge body, revealing the young bird's strong dependence and closeness to its parents.

The Bird King also responded to it gently.

Seeing this scene, Wen Lianchong finally relaxed: "That's good, it recognized its father."

But the next moment, the little bird that had just been close to its father flapped its tender wings and came to Wen Lianchong.

"?"

Wen Lianchong's heart was lifted again. Looking at the young bird flying towards him, a hint of horror appeared in his eyes, "——Don't come over here!"

He closed his eyes subconsciously.

"......Huh?"

The expected scene did not happen. Instead, Wen Lianchong felt a soft and warm touch on his cheek.

It was the little peacock that was snuggling up to him, expressing its love for him.

Zhao Zhao couldn't help but guess: "...Is it thanking you?"

As soon as the words fell, the Bird King raised his head and uttered a loud and long cry: "Chirp!——"

The flocks of dancing birds circling in the air also responded to their king by chirping.

After the singing ended, the Bird King lowered his head and looked at the humans and his children in front of him.

The bright red feathers on his head suddenly flashed with a dazzling red light. The dazzling light surrounded the feathers that symbolized his royal status, and one could vaguely see the feathers being pulled away.

Wen Lianchong, who had a deeper understanding of the Posing Bird, was the first to realize something and exclaimed slightly: "It is..."

The Posing Bird King shed its head feathers very quickly. By the time Wen Lianchong understood his intention, it had already completely separated the head feathers from itself.

As a person of the same fire attribute, the Posa Bird King seemed to have noticed early on that Wen Lianchong was born with a constitution that was weak to fire.

When the Poso Bird King presented his head feather to Wen Lianchong, Wen Lianchong pursed his lips and said, "This is too precious..."

Before getting along with the little Posuo birds, he just treated them as the contents of a book, and just treated them as a monster that held treasures.

The Bird King shook his head.

"Take it."

Luo Wenshan walked over and took a look at the little bird that also had bright red head feathers. "Their next king has been born, and the current king's head feathers are no longer of much use."

The Bird King nodded in agreement.

Wen Lianchong naturally understood this principle, but as it was his first time receiving a gift from a monster, he was a little overwhelmed.

He took the other person's head feather in a daze and thanked him solemnly: "Thank you, I will take good care of it."

After being refined, the head feathers will finally enter his dantian to nourish his limbs and bones, and wash away his innate weak fire constitution.

The Poso bird nodded, called its young, spread its wings, and flew away from the mountain with its young, surrounded by a group of Poso birds.

"it is finally over."

Wen Lianchong put the head feather into his Qiankun bag, and when he looked up, he saw Chao Zhao putting away his sword and preparing to leave.

"...Are you leaving?"

"Yes."

Zhao nodded, "It was just a coincidence. I have things to do."

——Actually, it means finding a place without surveillance to practice (sleep) and exercise (nature).

"Ok."

Wen Lianchong could not hide his disappointment in his tone.

"Before we part, I have one last question."

Blinking at Zhao, "Why do you trust me so much?"

Wen Lianchong was outspoken and answered Chao Zhao's question subconsciously: "Because you are a little——"

He had just said halfway when he suddenly realized what he was saying, and with a red face he swallowed the rest of the words back.

"I-Because I think you're a good person!"

Wen Lianchong's change of tone was so abrupt that Chao Zhao would be a fool if he didn't notice it.

But she still nodded: "Thank you for giving me the good guy card, I'm leaving first."

After saying that, she turned around and left the mountain.

Wen Lianchong breathed a sigh of relief only after watching Chao Zhao's figure go away and disappear from his sight.

He thankfully said, "Brother, it's a good thing Chao Zhao didn't ask any further."

Luo Wenshan looked a little hesitant: "...You've always wanted to get close to her just to learn how to swear?"

"How can it be!"

The pampered eldest grandson of the Wen family blushed again, and he explained in a panic: "It's because of my uncle!"

Later on, his tone became lost again, "My uncle has been pretending not to know me and won't allow me to recognize him as my relative."

......

At the corner of the mountain not far away, Chao Zhao, who was squatting on a tree trunk with his spiritual sense released, heard the answer he wanted with satisfaction.

As a qualified sixth grader, how could she leave so easily?

Uncle?

The last name is Wen... The pride on Chao Zhao's lips froze unexpectedly.

Could it be her senior brother?

Chao Zhao really didn't dare to associate the old gambler who worked in the blacksmith shop to pay off his debts with a descendant from a family of immortal cultivators.

Could it be that her senior brother had also got the script that if he won the gambling, he would be forced to go back and inherit the family property?