This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

An Ling's hair stood on end. There was no fourth person in the room!

But Aunt Zhou was still happily patting her non-existent "daughter" on the shoulder, pointing at An Ling and saying, "Come on, call someone! This brother is the good man who rescued me from the fish pond!"

An Ling suddenly felt a chill on her body, with layers of sweat on her back. She smiled slightly, took a sip of tea, and said calmly: "Second Aunt, you are too polite. I just happened to meet you when I was passing by. There is no need to be like this."

She did not directly answer the question about "Chiu Chiu", but continued to be humble to Aunt Zhou. As she spoke, her mind raced. What should she do? Should she run away right now? She could beat a few people with her current body, but what if she was facing a little ghost whose shadow could not even be seen?

Thinking of this, she observed the surrounding terrain inconspicuously to ensure that she could escape successfully.

Aunt Zhou took her seat with Jiujiu. Seeing that everyone was present, the witch said, "Pick up your chopsticks. The food will not taste good if it gets cold."

The witch picked up a big chicken leg and gave it to An Ling, saying lovingly, "Come, eat this." An Ling couldn't ignore Aunt Zhou's eager look, and she said awkwardly, "This, this is not good, I don't need to eat this."

Her former fishing village was very poor. Not to mention killing a chicken to entertain guests, there were not many vegetables and rice. The most common things on the table were always fish, shrimp and shellfish that were obtained for free from the sea. Now that the witch had stuffed her with a big chicken drumstick, she was really flattered and felt very guilty. In order to entertain her, this meal would cost her several days' worth of food money...

"Hey, eat, we still have more than a dozen chickens in our chicken coop!" The witch said cheerfully, "Although our family is very poor, we are near Jiangning after all, so why worry about not having enough to eat?"

An Ling was very uneasy under the invisible gaze. After hearing this, she immediately followed the topic and asked, "Old lady, why do you say that you won't be hungry near Jiangning?"

The witch picked up another chicken leg for herself and ate it with big mouthfuls. A happy expression appeared on her face. She explained, "Because there is an academy in Jiangning, the young masters of the academy come back every year to help with the work and install all kinds of strange things for the village. I don't understand it, but life gets better day by day. The vegetables grow luxuriantly, and the chickens and ducks are fat."

An Ling didn't understand what was going on. She quickly asked, "Wait a minute, academy? Why are people from the academy here? And also..."

"Cunning, they call that cleverness." Aunt Zhou Er interrupted. An Ling looked up. Aunt Zhou Er showed a serious expression, which was rare. She warned An Ling: "Don't be fooled by their sweet words. Those are harmful things!"

"Hey, how can you talk like that!" The witch put down the chicken leg and said in a very bad tone, "What you eat and use are all given to us by the academy. Why are you still talking nonsense?"

Aunt Zhou said excitedly: "I'm talking nonsense? If it weren't for them, how could Jiujiu's father..." She was about to say something, but when she realized that there was a stranger here, she swallowed her anger and started to eat with a ferocious expression.

After mentioning "Jiujiu's father", the witch's expression dimmed. She looked at the only empty seat on the table with pity, shook her head, and continued eating.

An Ling didn't dare say much and just continued eating, occasionally glancing at the empty seat.

After dinner, Aunt Zhou quietly found An Ling and asked gossipingly, "How was it?"

An Ling was puzzled: "What's going on?"

"My daughter, Jijiu!" Aunt Zhou excitedly pulled An Ling's clothes and said, "Tell me, what do you think of this girl?"

Behind her, a wave of cold gazes focused on her, making her shiver violently.

An Ling pulled the clothes out of Aunt Zhou's hands, used all her acting skills, and smiled gently, "I already have a wife. Really, I can't let my wife down."

Aunt Zhou walked away very disappointed. As she walked away, the vague cold gaze became more unscrupulous, staring straight at An Ling's back, which was a true portrayal of "feeling like a thorn in the back".

No, we absolutely cannot stay here any longer!

An Ling immediately decided to leave tonight. Even if she had to spend the night in the wild, it was better than staying here!

She informed the mother and daughter who were preparing bedding for her in the house of her decision and firmly refused their attempts to keep her.

It was not until she walked out of the house that An Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just after she took a few steps, a young man dressed as a scholar stood in front of her.

An Ling was about to say something, but the scholar's mouth didn't move at all, but his voice reached her ears. The scholar said, "My friend, please don't tell anyone. I hope you can come here and talk. I will tell you the truth."

After saying that, he waved at An Ling and walked towards the center of the village.

An Ling thought about it, touched the long sword in her bag, and followed the scholar.

After turning a corner, the scholar stopped in front of a "machine" that was moving regularly. He put his hands together, looked up at its movement intently, and seemed to be immersed in it.

The whole machine was made of wood covered with talismans. It had a simple and elegant structure. Several circles were suspended in the air and were rotating continuously.

"Hello?" An Ling asked.

When the scholar heard the voice, he came back to his senses as if awakened from a dream. He turned around quickly, bowed to An Ling, and said, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Junior Sister An."

An Ling asked curiously: "Do you know me?"

The scholar stood up and said with a smile: "I am Lin Yuzhou. I have learned from the headmaster what Junior Sister did earlier. I really admire her. Compared with Junior Sister, I am just a borer, wasting food..."

Seeing that he was about to talk non-stop, An Ling quickly interrupted him and said, "Greetings, Senior Brother Lin. May I ask why Senior Brother Lin is here?"

Lin Yuzhou then remembered the important matter, raised his hand to show An Ling the machine behind him, and said with a proud smile: "Junior sister, what do you think of this?"

An Ling was embarrassed. I'm not involved in these things, so how would I know? And why is he talking so awkwardly... Do people in the academy talk like this? Oh no, this sentence has already been complained to Lu Zhanchi. It seems that this group of nerds really like to talk like this.

An Ling pondered for a moment and said, "The structure is ingenious and the logic is self-consistent. Although I don't understand its specific use, judging from its appearance alone, it is definitely a work that has condensed the efforts of a craftsman."

Lin Yuzhou raised his hand and stroked the machine from a distance. After a moment, he smiled and said to An Ling: "It is Jiujiu."

what?

An Ling was shocked. You call these wooden circles "Chirp"?

Lin Yuzhou continued to explain: "Don't panic, it is indeed Second Aunt's daughter Jiujiu, but it is a 'Jiujiu' that only exists in the minds of humans who have had a 'connection' with it."

After that, he began to explain to An Ling the reasons for this series of strange events.