Do You Know How to Capture a Villain?

Shen Rongyu pinched the three pieces of coins with his fingers and thought, Ji Qingzhou has sold herself and is still counting the money for me.

“Enough,” he answered her, “This is enough.”

He still took the spirit stones. If he refused to do so, Ji Qingzhou would probably find a way to force them to him.

“Are these really enough? But this looks expensive,” Ji Qingzhou muttered.

“En, it’s not expensive,” Shen Rongyu said smilingly.

“Really?” Ji Qingzhou was suspicious.

“It’s really not expensive,” Shen Rongyu coaxed her.

Although Ji Qingzhou still didn’t quite believe it, she wisely didn’t ask further. After all, Shen Rongyu confirmed it twice.

“Then let’s go back and feed You You,” Ji Qingzhou bought a lot of food at the market, so she and Shen Rongyu headed to his courtyard.

Shen Rongyu was reading on the bamboo platform in the center of the courtyard, and from time to time his attention would drift to Ji Qingzhou who was playing with You You.

She just couldn’t put her new magic treasure down and couldn’t resist fiddling with the umbrella in her arms. She would unfold it and tease You You with it.

You You was actually very naughty. He usually scratched everything his eyes lay on with his paws, but this time, he didn’t dare to stretch out his claws when he saw the beautiful umbrella. He just burrowed into Ji Qingzhou’s arms.

Ji Qingzhou hugged him, fed him some Ice Spirit Fruit, then put away the umbrella. Soon, she got ready to leave.

Seeing that she was about to leave, Shen Rongyu put down the book in his hand: “Leaving?”

“Yeah.” There was no need for them to cultivate today, so Ji Qingzhou thought she could go back earlier and lay idle in the yard.

“That umbrella —” Shen Rongyu started.

“Sansan,” Ji Qingzhou corrected him earnestly.

“San,” Shen Rongyu said.

“Sansan.” Ji Qingzhou felt that this conversation seemed familiar.

“Whenever you use it, you don’t need to infuse too much magic power because it has a high compatibility with you. You only need a bit of magic power to activate it.” Shen Rongyu directly bypassed calling the name and informed her with a straight face.

“It’s Sansan,” Ji Qingzhou emphasized once more while holding the umbrella.

Shen Rongyu pretended he didn’t hear her words and continued to popularize the usage of it, “When you encounter an enemy, you only need to open the umbrella to block an attack. It can fly with very little magic power.”

“Go back and see for yourself. You should be able to understand how to use Sansan,” he followed with a series of words, but at the end, because perhaps Ji Qingzhou reiterated repeatedly, he also smoothly said the name in passing.

Shen Rongyu came to an abrupt halt and before he had time to expound some more, Ji Qingzhou ran out of the yard holding Sansan as if he had done something bad.

“Xiao Yu-shixiong, I’m leaving,” she bade farewell hastily.

Shen Rongyu didn’t catch up because it was still daytime, and Ji Qingzhou could go back by herself.

He stood still in the yard, recalling the sentence he said just now, and the name “Sansan” that accidentally came out of his mouth after lingering in his mind countless times.

After a long time processing what has just happened, Shen Rongyu’s cheeks turned crimson at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if embarrassed by the repeated words he accidentally uttered.

(e/d note: gap moe?)

Ji Qingzhou ran all the way back to her small yard, where Maomao was eating grass obediently with his head down.

She usually exhibited a bit of childish behavior whenever she was in a place all alone. She was undeniably delighted to get Sansan as her magic treasure.

She opened it in front of Maomao and strolled around the yard with the umbrella under the sunny day. “Maomao, is it pretty?”

Maomao certainly couldn’t appreciate what was so beautiful about an umbrella. He glanced at Ji Qingzhou then at her umbrella, and continued to eat with his head down. He also wagged his tail.

Ji Qingzhou ran over with her umbrella, squatted down, and used her shoulder and neck to hold the umbrella handle, freeing up her two hands.

She cupped Maomao’s head with both hands and said to him seriously, “It’s pretty, isn’t it?”

Maomao blinked at her. He was just a donkey. What questions could he answer?

Ji Qingzhou played around with Sansan for a long time. Even until bedtime, she hugged it, and before drifting off to sleep, she rubbed it with her cheek.

“I like you. I like you very much,” she whispered.

Then she placed the umbrella in front of the dresser next to her bed with great care, wrapped herself in a quilt and fell asleep.

In front of the mirror, the umbrella exuded a bright red glow. In the mirror, the patterns on the umbrella canopy suddenly transformed from elegant falling flowers to horrifying white skeletons and malevolent spirits, but it only flashed fleetingly.

The next morning, Ji Qingzhou got up early, planning to practice how to use Sansan.

However, when she was practicing using her magic treasure, the water mirror she used to stay in contact with Yu Sukong suddenly lit up in the small pavilion.

Yu Sukong was wearing a robe, drinking tea on the sea cliff, looking quite leisurely. He originally wanted to contact Ji Qingzhou to ask her about her preparations for tomorrow’s Magic Class assessment, but when he saw the umbrella she was holding, his eyes froze for a moment and suddenly turned glacial.

However, that coolness was only fleeting. He greeted Ji Qingzhou, his tone still gentle and amicable, “Qingzhou?”

“Master Yu?” Ji Qingzhou gripped her umbrella, ran to the small pavilion, and said hello to Yu Sukong.

Yu Sukong thought for a while, and asked her frankly, “Qingzhou, is that your magic treasure?”

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Zhouzhou: Sansan.

Xiao Yu: San.

Zhouzhou: Sansan.

Xiao Yu: San.

Zhouzhou: Sansan.

Xiao Yu: Sansan.

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