Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Suddenly Made a Comeback!
Chapter 883: Give Her Two Slaps and Make Her Go Far Away!

Chapter 883: Chapter 883: Give Her Two Slaps and Make Her Go Far Away!

"What nonsense are you spouting? I’m worried about you, aren’t you two like water and fire?"

"Not exactly." Jiang Li replied calmly, "We just met by chance."

Jiang Yan curled his lips.

By chance, huh? She almost got her killed!

His sister sometimes is just too soft-hearted!

If it were him, he would have slapped Su Yinwan twice and told her to get lost!

But really, how could he have once blindly liked that duplicitous woman, Su Yinwan?

Even Shang Shuyue is better than her!

Thinking of this, Jiang Yan instinctively looked at Shang Shuyue.

Coincidentally, Shang Shuyue was also observing him, and their eyes inadvertently met.

Shang Shuyue quickly turned her head and walked away with the script in her arms.

Jiang Yan, as if shocked by static electricity, felt a strange feeling rise within him.

This unfamiliar sensation left him a bit at a loss, so he immediately took away the fruit plate in front of him.

"This seems a bit cold, I’ll go warm it up for you."

Jiang Li: ?

Jiang Li sensed the subtle atmosphere and cleared her throat.

It seems like good things are brewing.

Jiang Yan strode out of the lounge and immediately saw Shang Shuyue walking with her head down ahead.

He looked at the fruit plate in his hand and lifted his foot to catch up.

"Ahem."

The familiar cough sounded in her ear, and Shang Shuyue raised her head.

"What?"

Jiang Yan handed over the fruit plate.

"Jiang Li doesn’t want it, do you want it?"

Shang Shuyue stopped, looking at him with annoyance, "You’re giving me what others don’t want?"

Jiang Yan hissed.

"This was washed by my own hands, others can’t even eat it. It’s just that my sister lacks the luck to enjoy it, and you have the chance."

Shang Shuyue said nothing, just stared at him.

Jiang Yan, feeling a bit embarrassed by her gaze, touched his nose.

"What? Isn’t it because I see you serving me so diligently every day, and as your boss, I’m rewarding you?"

Shang Shuyue detected his teasing and directly threw the script in her hand into his arms.

"Eat it yourself."

After taking a few steps, she returned, seemingly a bit angry, and snatched the fruit plate from his hand.

"Give it to me then."

After speaking, she walked away again.

After a few steps, she stopped.

The midspring breeze carried her voice into Jiang Yan’s ear—

"Jiang Yan, do you know that sometimes you’re really silly."

...

A few days later, Jiang Li went to Shuiyun Temple again.

When the car stopped at the foot of the mountain, she looked at her phone.

The screen was still on the message Changqing sent her yesterday—

[Master has come out of seclusion.]

Those five short words stirred Jiang Li so much she couldn’t sleep well all night.

Since she first came into contact with Shuiyun Temple, she had always heard of Daoist Shuiyun’s name.

But she had never seen this person.

Though Changqing always said his master was in seclusion, Jiang Li knew that Daoist Shuiyun was more than just in seclusion.

She always felt like he was deliberately avoiding her.

But this time, they were bound to meet.

Adjusting her mood, Jiang Li set off on the mountain path alone.

As she reached halfway up the mountain, she saw a sneaky figure.

Jiang Li squinted her eyes.

The current situation in the Mystical World was not good, and Xu Mei had been caught again.

Could this person be secretly trying to gather information about Shuiyun Temple?

Thinking of this, Jiang Li kept a stern face as she approached quietly, then suddenly locked the person’s throat when they were unguarded.

The woman beneath her let out a scream immediately.

The scream even sounded a bit familiar.

Jiang Li looked down—

"Wen Jiaojiao?"

"What are you doing here?"

Wen Jiaojiao was startled, trembling as she took off her sunglasses.

Seeing it was Jiang Li, she breathed a sigh of relief, smoothing her chest and said, "You scared me; I thought it was some thug."

Only then did Jiang Li notice the anti-wolf spray tightly gripped in her hand.

Jiang Li: ...

Say she’s dumb, yet she knew to carry anti-wolf spray.

Say she’s smart, but she was subdued, and the spray wasn’t even opened.

Jiang Li released her hand, tidying up her clothes as she asked, "What are you doing here?"

Wen Jiaojiao touched her nose, a bit embarrassed, "I came to find Changqing the young Daoist, but, you know, my memory isn’t great. I barely made it to Shuiyun Mountain, then forgot the way up, wandered all morning to get here, wanted to call for help, but feared others would think I’m dumb... oh, it’s too hard for me!"

As she spoke, she hugged Jiang Li, "Lili, you’re always my savior, appearing whenever I’m in trouble."

"Why don’t you turn into a man and marry me then?"

So handsome, so rich, and even good at fortune-telling.

Marry a man like that and she would die of happiness.

Jiang Li: ...

What kind of comparison is that?

But seriously, Wen Jiaojiao has seen so many handsome guys in showbiz, yet she’s obsessed with Changqing.

So be it; destiny works in mysterious ways.

She actually wanted to see what Changqing would be like amidst a romantic relationship.

After all, Wen Jiaojiao isn’t just any romantic prospect.

With that thought, she stepped forward.

"Follow me, I’ll take you up."

Wen Jiaojiao smiled broadly and jogged over.

"Hehehe, Lili, I knew you’re the best."

The two of them accompanied each other as they ventured up the mountain.

At first, it didn’t seem like much, but the further up they went, the number of people on the path increased, all in small groups, and many were young.

Afraid of being recognized, Jiang Li and Wen Jiaojiao instinctively covered their faces.

In a low voice, Wen Jiaojiao asked, "Why are there so many people on the mountain today? Didn’t we see no one last time?"

This Shuiyun Mountain isn’t a tourist spot, just an obscure little hill. Why has it suddenly become popular?

Jiang Li had a rough guess as to why.

Sure enough, when they almost reached Shuiyun Temple, there was already a long queue at the entrance, densely packed with heads.

Men and women, old and young, all kinds.

It’s more lively than a temple fair.

Wen Jiaojiao was dumbfounded.

"Lili, did we come to the wrong place? Why are there so many people here?!"

So many that no one paid attention to them at all!

Jiang Li lifted her hat and tiptoed to look ahead.

"Indeed, there are many."

She hadn’t expected Shuiyun Pass to be more popular than she imagined.

Surrounded by a variety of people who had come because of its reputation.

Listening to their conversations, some even came from out of town.

Shuiyun Temple wasn’t large, and with such a crowd, Jiang Li feared their front door might not withstand it.

If only the live broadcast hadn’t caused such a fuss.