Yun chujiu sneaked into a small wooden house without waiting for the ancestor of the Lan family to say anything.
The furnishings in the wooden house were very simple. There was only a wooden bed, a table and a chair.
Hei Xinjiu was like a hardworking bee. She rearranged the three small wooden houses and arrived at the side of the spring.
Seeing that the ancestor of the Lan family and elder Tuo were meditating, she listened to the sound of bubbles coming out of the spring curiously. He did not feel anything, such as calming his mind or expelling the demons in his heart.
She felt that it was just an ordinary bubbling sound. It was not as magical as it sounded. It was just the psychological effect of a human being.
Blinking his eyes, he jumped in front of Ji Kong and Ji Xu.
Ji Kong stood up and put his palms together. “Almsgiver Yun, what can I do for You?”