Huo Ling'er ran out hurriedly and enthusiastically greeted the two.
Living under the same roof, they needed to keep in touch with each other. Song Jixing got everyone a WeChat account and added them to the same WeChat group. Huo Ling'er had already learned from the WeChat group that they were coming back today.
"Sister Song!" Huo Ling'er pinched Song Jixing's clothes and looked up, "When are you taking me to the amusement park?"
Song Jixing had just finished shooting a variety show and had a short break.
Song Jixing: "Let me ask."
To go to the amusement park, it was naturally more fun with more people.
Yu Qing had been busy with work recently and had no time to go to the amusement park, but the others were available, so they could go together.
So Song Jixing rented a car and drove with several people to the amusement park.
After buying tickets and entering the park, Song Jixing found a quiet corner and sat down.
She was not young anymore, she could not play these amusement park projects, and she had come to the amusement park several times for work before and played several times, so she was not very interested in the recreational facilities here.
The fellow disciples took Huo Ling'er to visit the various projects in the amusement park with great interest.
Such as machines that threw people around, swaying ships, and long queues of ordinary people who wanted to experience them, it all looked very strange to them.
The ordinary people here were quite different from those in their world, even their lifestyles were vastly different. This world had incredible powers, yet used them in incomprehensible ways, which was really puzzling.
While Feng Juechen and the others were visiting the amusement park, Song Jixing, who was bored, calculated WenRen He's location.
She hadn't seen him for a long time and didn't know what he was doing.
After calculating, Song Jixing realized that WenRen He was also in this amusement park. Song Jixing went to find him.
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Standing in front of the haunted house, listening to the ominous, creepy music coming from it from time to time, Song Jixing was puzzled.
How could Elder WenRen like this kind of place?
An extra ticket was required for the haunted house. Song Jixing bought a ticket and went in.
Song Jixing, who entered the haunted house, did not use her spiritual power to locate WenRen He, but carefully looked over the NPCs in the haunted house instead.
First there was a person with black eye circles like a panda. He came over with a twisted face to scare Song Jixing. Seeing that Song Jixing remained calm and unperturbed, he walked past and stood there at a loss.
Then two female ghosts with half their faces jumped out. The other half of their faces were shifted up, with even their lips skewed.
All along the way there were many ghosts dressed ferociously standing next to Song Jixing, trying to breathe heavily to frighten her, and even began to chase her, but they all saw Song Jixing's calm pace and did not dare to approach, even turning around and walking away.
At the end, Song Jixing finally saw WenRen He pasted on the wall next to him, stuck on a tree stump.
WenRen He's eyes were closed, as if he were a real tree stump.
Even when Song Jixing stood in front of him, he didn't move his eyelids. He didn't even try to scare people like the other ghosts.
Song Jixing hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Elder WenRen, what time do you get off work?"
Upon hearing this, WenRen He slowly opened his eyelids and said coldly, "2 a.m."
Two o'clock was a bit too late, she would be asleep by then.
"Does Elder WenRen have a place to live?" Song Jixing asked with concern.
WenRen He grunted a few times but did not continue. Song Jixing did not ask further seeing this.
"Elder WenRen, I also have to work tomorrow, so I can't sleep too late. When does Elder WenRen have time? Let's chat, the other people from the sect will probably come here in a few days too." Song Jixing said.
She had originally wanted to discuss the Divine Cauldron with WenRen He. As the elder guarding the treasury, WenRen He must know a lot about the Divine Cauldron.
But after coming over, WenRen He ran away directly, not giving her a chance to talk at all.
Hearing this, WenRen He's expression seemed somewhat moved. He lifted his eyelids and looked at Song Jixing carefully several times.
"I'm off next Tuesday. Come find me then." WenRen He pointed at Song Jixing.
"Okay, Elder WenRen, do you have a cell phone? Let's exchange contacts?"
WenRen He lowered his head, staring somewhere, "No cell phone, but I can give you someone else's contact information, he can reach me."
WenRen He then reported a string of numbers, which Song Jixing duly noted down.
Seeing that WenRen He was safe and sound, Song Jixing was also at ease when she left.
"Elder WenRen, your disciple will take my leave first." The place where WenRen He was located was secluded, and people around could not hear their conversation.
Just as Song Jixing turned around to leave, WenRen He suddenly spoke.
"Wait..."
Song Jixing turned around, "Does Elder WenRen have any instructions?"
WenRen He sat up straight and said in a less familiar tone: "Do you have any money, lend me some."
Song Jixing smiled: "Yes, Elder, how much do you need?"
WenRen He reported a number.
Electronic payment was the prevalent mode at present, so naturally Song Jixing could not transfer money to WenRen He since he did not have a cell phone.
Song Jixing said, "I'll go get some cash for the Elder somewhere else, please wait a moment for me."
Song Jixing went and returned swiftly, bringing the money WenRen He wanted, handing it to him without holding back.
After receiving it, WenRen He put it neatly behind him.
"Thank you! Consider this as me owing you a favor. If I can get out of here, I will definitely repay this favor!" WenRen He said.
Song Jixing just smiled, not taking it to heart.
"Elder WenRen, don't worry too much about it!"
Repaying favors was one thing, going back was another matter entirely. When they could go back, Song Jixing had no idea at all.
After leaving the haunted house, Song Jixing casually found another place to sit and stared blankly at the crowds running freely around the amusement park.
While in a daze, she thought.
How long has it been since she sat so leisurely like this, doing nothing?
There was no such life in the Cultivation World, nor in the first twenty years.
But after coming back, she had been a lazy bum at home for a few days, lying on the sofa and bed quite a bit.
In the mortal realm of the Cultivation World, when she was bored during a trial, Song Jixing had once asked a famous fortune teller in the mortal realm, who had great reputation, to tell her fortune and predict when she could be a lazy bum.
She didn't know if it was because she didn't describe the term "lazy bum" accurately enough, or if the fortune teller's skills were lacking, but he actually couldn't tell at all.
Could it be that she really wasn't fated to be a lazy bum?
With one hand burning hot and the other not earning enough money, even if she wanted to be lazy, she didn't dare.
Seeing it was about time, Song Jixing got up to call the fellow disciples to go home.
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2:30 am, near a bridge hole in Y City.
Wearing a grey shirt with breezy armpits and a pair of black pants covered in dust, WenRen He carried two servings of fried rice bought from the night market and slowly walked towards the bridge hole.
Arriving at the bridge hole, he shouted, "I've come back with scrap, and I also brought you dinner!"
