The system favors me so much, I get eight meals a day while escaping from famine

This year, Nanjing Academy will recruit new students, making Nanjing, which was not so lively before, lively again.

The Jiang family also had their plans, and several younger babies were sent here, but this time they came with many people.

They did not intend to leave all the children to Jiang Qingyi to take care of alone, which was still a conscience thing.

Of course, Jiang Qingyi's yard will also be provided to them as a place to live. The third floor will still belong to her alone, and they can use other places as they please.

Now that there are adults at home, Jiang Qingyi doesn't have to stay here all the time. She plans to walk around and look for opportunities to advance.

Before that, Jiang Qingyi took care of Nan Jing's affairs and went back to the capital to visit the two old people.

He left the capital after staying in it for less than five days.

Jiang Qingyi had no purpose for this trip. After leaving the city, she met a caravan going to Dawu. She suddenly had the idea of ​​following them to Dawu, so she paid some money and followed the caravan.

Not all members of the team are from the caravan. Some of them also have to go to Dawu to pay money and seek protection from the caravan.

Not long after leaving the capital, the caravan encountered a robbery.

"I opened this mountain and planted these trees. If you want to pass through here, you have to leave some money for passage!" The bandit leader also uttered a classic robbery quote.

Naturally, the caravan would have bodyguards going out to fight.

In terms of martial arts, the caravan was of course superior. Jiang Qingyi rode on a horse and watched the fun. Since there were no casualties for the time being, she did not intend to take action.

However, just as she was watching with great interest, fist-sized dirt balls dropped from the sky and hit the caravan escorts densely, which greatly weakened their fighting power.

As a result, several escorts were unable to react and were hacked by the bandits.

Jiang Qingyi put away her original intention of watching the fun, and released her spiritual sense bit by bit, and found the cultivator who was behind the plot.

She took advantage of the moment when no one was paying attention and instantly appeared in front of the monk, pinching the short old man's neck with one hand, "Little old man, you have already started cultivating immortals, how dare you do such a wicked thing?"

The old man's eyes almost popped out when he saw Jiang Qingyi suddenly appear, and he asked incoherently, "Who... who are you? How did you find... me?"

"Don't worry about who I am or how I found you. What you need to worry about is your life."

"Woman, spare your life!"

Jiang Qingyi switched to spiritual power and continued to hold up the old man. "How long have you been doing this?"

"Half a year, only half a year!"

"How did you get your cultivation?"

"I practiced according to the secret manual."

"Tsk tsk, you do have talent, but look at you, you've already started cultivating immortals, why are you still doing such immoral things? Can't you just practice hard if you have the time? If you practiced hard, you could probably live hundreds of years longer. What a pity!"

"What? I don't know how many hundreds of years I can live. Is it too late to continue practicing now?"

"You've done such wicked things. Do you think it's too late to do it?" Jiang Qingyi threatened him.

Jiang Qingyi was too lazy to deal with this man, so she took out a pill from her pocket and stuffed it into the old man's mouth.

The pill melted in his mouth and it was too late for the old man to vomit.

Jiang Qingyi said sinisterly, "It's poison. If you do something immoral again, you will bleed from all seven orifices and die suddenly. Your body will completely turn into a pool of water."

The old man was so scared that he almost fainted because of Jiang Qingyi's words, but he was very energetic because of his practice.

He knelt on the ground and promised again and again, "I will never do bad things again, never do bad things again!"

To be on the safe side, Jiang Qingyi secretly placed a ban on him so that he would not continue to harm ordinary people.

Then Jiang Qingyi took advantage of the chaos and quietly returned to the team.

The escorts who were fighting in front also ended the battle quickly. They drove away the bandits and did not bother to bandage their wounds, choosing to rush to a safe place first.

After walking a few more miles and making sure that the bandits would not chase them anymore, the team stopped to rest.

There was no danger in the next few days. Jiang Qingyi followed the team and observed the world and had some ideas.

She originally thought that cultivating immortals was purely for supreme strength and a long life, but now it seems that there is something more to it, but she has not fully understood it yet.

The further north the team went, the colder the weather became. There was snow on the ground that had not melted into ice for a long time. Both people and horses would slip when walking on it, which made it impossible for the entire team to move forward.

That evening, it started snowing again. The leader of the caravan decided to rest for a few days at the nearest post station. They didn't know what they would encounter if they continued on. If they got stuck halfway, they would lose everything. They couldn't afford such a loss, so they decided to stop.

The facilities of the post stations far away from the capital are not very good and the buildings are dilapidated, but fortunately they can shelter from wind and rain.

When their group of thirty or forty people arrived, there were already quite a few people in the post station, and the entire station was extremely bustling.

Jiang Qingyi just followed the caravan, and the caravan was not responsible for other matters.

There was a big bonfire in the middle of the lobby of the inn, and many people gathered around it to keep warm. The temperature inside was not low.

Jiang Qingyi found a seat in a corner after entering and sat down, pretending not to notice the glances from others.

But there is no shortage of people in this world who are tempted by beauty. A young man who considered himself a romantic and was wearing a fox fur coat sat down next to Jiang Qingyi, fanning himself.

"My lady, I am Dongfang Mo, the prince of the Great Wujing King. May I ask your name?"

Jiang Qingyi felt calm and waved her hand to send Dongfang Mo back to his original position.

The crowd who were originally watching the fun were startled and began to estimate Jiang Qingyi's strength again.

It was the first time that Dongfang Mo was humiliated by a woman in front of so many people. He was furious and wanted to seek recognition in front of Jiang Qingyi again, but was stopped by his followers.

"Sir, you can't do that. That girl must be a cultivator from Nanjing. She is very powerful. It's better not to offend her!"

"Are you going to let me just swallow this anger?"

"Nan Jing is an existence that Prince Jing's Mansion and even the entire Dawu cannot afford to offend. Prince, think twice."

Dongfang Mo made an assumption without giving up, "What if she is not Nan Jing's?"

"If she really isn't, then we should be more careful. It's not like Nan Jing's people have such strength, and it's not like our people can deal with them."

Dongfang Mo stared at Jiang Qingyi and gritted his teeth. He was still coveting her appearance and wondering what method he could use to win over such a woman!

Jiang Qingyi did not ask the waiter at the post station for tea, but took out a glass bottle from her bag, which was filled with warm milk tea. Of course, this bottle was smuggled out of the space along with the bag.

She was also thinking about whether she should disguise herself. After all, her face had grown up now and she was extremely beautiful.

Not only will she like it, but there will be others who will covet it too.