Everyone is crazy about it, the magic cultivator is reborn into the love brain script

Jiang Xuan, Little Coal Ball and the white fox wandered in the woods for a long time but couldn't find anyone else.

She began to suspect that the space here was independent of the ghost world, but this time no strange things came to her on their own initiative, and Jiang Xuan didn't even have an opponent he could defeat.

Jiang Xuan's gaze shifted to the white fox lying quietly beside his legs.

The slender fingertips poked a hole on the top of the white fox's head.

Bai Yushu turned around and looked at her suspiciously.

"Little fox, could it be that you are my opponent?"

Jiang Xuan leaned against a tree and clearly felt a hint of disdain in the white fox's eyes.

"What's wrong? You don't want to fight? I'm not worthy of your attack?"

She pinched two talismans and shook them in a pretentious manner, trying to provoke the white fox to attack first.

The little coal ball lay on Jiang Xuan's shoulder and hit her on the back of the head.

There was a snapping sound of the soft flesh pads, and Jiang Xuan turned around and started playing with Little Coal Ball. The white fox got up helplessly and lay down on the other side.

Jiang Xuan yawned and lay down on the spot.

“I’m so bored, I really want to go out”

She fluttered on the ground twice and caught a glimpse of the red bird's-eye view stone pillar not far away.

Strange... it wasn't there just now...

Two round red pillars stood on both sides of the withered forest path, with strange spiraling patterns carved all over them.

Looking closer, the patterns on the pillars looked like the faces of people screaming in pain.

The little coal ball shrank behind Jiang Xuan. The white fox walked forward and sniffed the pillar. Its furry tail wrapped around Jiang Xuan's ankles and pulled him back.

There's something wrong with this pillar.

Just when Jiang Xuan's attention was on the white fox, the little coal ball suddenly jumped out from behind Jiang Xuan and went straight into the middle of the red pillar.

The cat disappeared into the path out of thin air.

It was as if a curtain was drawn between the two pillars, with another space behind it.

"Little briquettes!"

Jiang Xuan called out, but only a somewhat empty echo was heard.

"This is fucked"

Jiang Xuan clicked his tongue, raised his hand and summoned Xiaobai, intending to go and take a look.

The white fox raised its paw and patted the hem of Jiang Xuan's clothes.

"Hmm? You want to come too?"

The white fox nodded very humanely.

Jiang Xuan touched the white fox's furry chest and patiently advised him, "Be good, it's too dangerous in there. I'll go in and take a look first. If it doesn't work, I'll come out to find you, okay?"

The white fox lowered its head, then jumped up with great effort.

The height he jumped was higher than Jiang Xuan.

He ran quickly for a while, then kicked with his claws into a towering tree that required three people to hug.

The trunk split straight in the middle and fell to one side.

The white fox circled around Jiang Xuan very proudly.

...Okay, this white fox seems to be more powerful than her.

“Come with me.”

If anything happens, maybe this fox can help her.

Jiang Xuan held his breath and slowly walked through the path between the red pillars.

The fog suddenly came and she couldn't see the road ahead.

The white fox's tail was hanging on her ankle, and the soft and warm feeling made her feel inexplicably at ease.

Gradually, that familiar feeling came over me, as if I was swallowed by a ghost.

Peace, stability, and the comfort of floating in mid-air.

She felt herself slowly falling.

Jiang Xuan was awakened abruptly by the numbness and soreness in his arms.

She rubbed her eyes and looked up; the scene in front of her was still a little blurry.

"Boss, you fell asleep again!"

Xiao Tang sat opposite her, holding the account book and abacus, reciting the teahouse's revenue for the day.

The gentle and soft sunlight shines in from the wooden window, and one or two lazy cats are taking a nap under the corridor.

She suddenly couldn't remember what time she went to bed. It felt like a long time had passed, so long that the scene in front of her seemed a little strange.

"I'm so sleepy. How much did I earn this year..."

Outside the window was a long-lost sunny winter day. Although it was close to the end of the year, there were still many customers in the teahouse. Jiang Xuan was lazy and closed the shop early, so he had an afternoon to settle the bill.

This kind of day is actually what Jiang Xuan dreams of in this world.

I have my own shop. I open it when I’m happy and close it when I’m unhappy. I don’t have to worry about money and I can live a lazy life every day.

But unfortunately, the world she lived in was too busy, and she was unwilling to give up the studies she had persisted in for more than ten years, so she could only cowardly choose a job she didn't like.

Of course, she had also imagined a world of immortal heroes where revenge was the norm, so it was a great blessing to be reborn here after death and live such a peaceful life.

Strange, she seems to be here on some mission...

She couldn't remember, so she simply stopped thinking about it.

In that world, the cost of growing up is too high. One has to work day after day and make money continuously before one can redeem one's time and life.

When I finally redeem the rest of my life, I have already missed the things I wanted to do.

But here, Jiang Xuan can be "Boss Jiang" with peace of mind.

She is already content just to live quietly like this.

To cultivate the Taoism half-heartedly and become a idle demigod is the real happiness.

She doesn't want to get mixed up with the people in the cultivation world one day and end up suffering from life and death every day.

Jiang Xuan felt a dull pain in his heart, as if a sharp blade had really pierced his chest.

Well, I probably haven’t gotten enough sleep. I’ll be fine if I sleep a little longer.

Xiao Tang poked her cheek with a pen and woke her up again.

"The 32nd year of Zhengning. This year's name is quite auspicious. Thanks to it, we still make a lot of money even if you close the store every now and then."

Jiang Xuan heard the reign title and wondered how only five years had passed.

We have to wait another 295 years for the general election to begin in the cultivation world...

Strange, why does she care about this?

Xiao Tang looked at Jiang Xuan, whose face froze for a moment, and tilted his head unnaturally, his tone becoming a little stiff.

"What's wrong Jiang Xuan? Did you remember anything?"

Jiang Xuan rubbed his head, squinted his eyes and yawned.

Xiao Tang's face became distorted, like a paper man that was forcibly pieced together and stitched together, without a trace of life.

But Jiang Xuan's eyes were filled with tears caused by sleepiness, so he couldn't see clearly at all.

She shook her head and stood up and walked out from the corridor, "No, I'm too sleepy, I need to go back to sleep..."

With her eyes half closed, she tripped over two cats sleeping on their stomachs.

Jiang Xuan rubbed his ankle and turned to take a look.

The two calico cats didn't even move and still slept in the original place.

Why is there no white cat?

This sentence suddenly popped up in Jiang Xuan's mind.

She scratched her head and continued walking into the room, but after taking several steps, she seemed to remain in the same place.

A black shovel placed at the base of the wall caught her attention.

This time she took a step closer easily, but her legs still felt weak, as if she was walking on cotton.

"noob?"

Vague memories appeared in her mind.

The shovel jumped in her hand, then suddenly stood up and blocked behind Jiang Xuan.

The breath of "Xiao Tang" was right behind Jiang Xuan's head.

"His" features were dislocated, his entire face was twisted into a mess, and he couldn't even maintain his human form.

"Where are you going... Jiang Xuan? Come back..."