1812: Stuck on

Stuck on

After Feng Jiu followed him in, she noticed that the courtyard was full of herbs. There were also some mortars and pestles. It seemed that the old man was an alchemist in pharmacy.0

"Grandfather Tan, are you living alone?" Feng Jiu looked around and saw there seemed to be only one person living in this courtyard.

"Mm." The old man replied while sorting out the herbal medicine on the shelf, ignoring Feng Jiu.

Feng Jiu sat down in the courtyard with her chin in one hand and her eyes roaming the place, staring at the figure sorting out medicine. In her heart, she thought, what else did the Treasure Gathering Pavilion do in the dark? And who was the old man on the second floor?

"Why haven't you gone yet?" After an hour or so, the old man turned back and looked at the young man sitting on the steps in the courtyard. He frowned. "Why haven't you gone yet?"

"Huh? Where should I go?" Feng Jiu blinked.

"Go back to your house, of course." The old man answered.

Feng Jiu could only smile. With her eyes narrowed into a line, she smiled at him. "Grandfather Tan, didn't you say that I'm your grandnephew? I'm here to seek shelter with you."

Hearing this, the old man was speechless. "I saved you." Why was this young man still sticking on him?

"Saved me? But, I didn't see any danger!" Feng Jiu smiled artlessly.

The old man felt choked up in his chest. He didn't speak any more. He just took a look at Feng Jiu and turned to enter the room.

Feng Jiu got up, patted her dusty robe and followed the old man. "Grandfather, there are two rooms in the courtyard. Can you give me this room?"

She didn't stand on ceremony. She opened the door and looked inside. The room was neat and there were all kinds of things, but the room should be empty for a long time and the table was stained with dust.

in the evening, on the stone table inside the courtyard, the old man looked at the small dishes in front of him. His thoughts were unknown. He just took a glance at Feng Jiu and took the side dishes with a long face. 

"Grandfather Tan, eat more." Feng Jiu gave some to the old man. She felt strange. This old man was already a Celestial mid-stage cultivator and he was very powerful. But, why did he suppress his strength?

In this way, she stuck to the old man and settled down in this small courtyard. In fact, it was only on the spur of the moment. She thought that the old man was very strange. Since she had nothing urgent to do anyway, she stayed here to have a look.

Therefore, in the next two days, she slept during the day and woke up naturally, then went out to buy vegetables and some goat's milk for the baby tiger to eat. When she wasn't busy, she went to the old man's stall to help watch the stall.

Frankly, she just sat by and watch the old man do business. Because, after grinding the spirit herbs into powder, Elder Tan mixed them into some commonly used medicine to be sold at the market stall. Occasionally, he took one or two bottles to the Treasure Gathering Pavilion to barter.

On the day she met her, Elder Tan took the medicine to barter, but in the following two days, he did not go to the Treasure Gathering Pavilion again.

Some acquaintances saw that usually, only Elder Tan sat there with a long face. But now suddenly there was a handsome young man sitting beside him. They couldn't help but ask with a smile. "Elder Tan, who is this young man?"

Without waiting for an answer from Elder Tan, Feng Jiu, who sat next to him, smiled with her eyes narrowed into crescents. "I'm his grandnephew."

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