Alam Mandala
Painting race
Hearing the gentle greeting of a girl beside him, Bing Jiazhi did not turn to look at who had approached him, spoke to him and carried a very fragrant smell; he preferred the scenery in the sky, instead, slowly the rain clouds disappeared and the sunlight returned to the world.
The most beautiful rainbow slowly formed. There was not a single sight he had ever seen in his life.
The woman beside him did not feel disappointed when he was ignored. Then he looked at the sky. The sunlight made him subconsciously look over.
“I love rainbows.” The woman involuntarily muttered.
“You must love everything, without clouds, rain and sunshine, it is impossible that rainbow appeared.”
“I don't care about all that.”
Bing jiazhi did not argue. What the woman says is her own opinion, she should respect that opinion.
The woman then switched the conversation, “what are you going to come in the painting race?”
“I don't know.”
“You should come.”
“If I don't come?”
“I'm sorry to choose you.”
Bing Jiazhi was interested in looking at the girl, but she had turned around and packed her things and left.
Although Bing Jiazhi did not know who he had been with, he had caught a glimpse of her beautiful cheeks wrapped in a veil and he had seen her long, very beautiful hair from behind.
Bing Jiazhi felt familiar and knew him, but he somehow did not feel the need to ask any further about him.
The sunlight was slowly covered with clouds and darkness slowly enveloped the capital.
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When Bing jiazhi arrived at the inn, Zhizhu called her to come to Xiang we's room. He did not ask why Zhizhu called him. After arriving, Xiang we had been lying on the bed. His face was pale and a little energized. He looks sick.
The deep wounds were quite severe and had to receive treatment for several days.
When he heard two footsteps approaching he opened his eyes slowly then looked at Bing Jiazhi and Zhizhu.
“I'm sloppy.”
Bing Jiazhi said calmly, “Have they gotten the Scroll?”
Xiang we shook his head slowly. “They didn't manage to get it.”
Zhizhu walked over and placed her one hand on top of Xiang we's body. Then a blue light came out of his hand.
Xiang we felt slowly his body began to improve and it felt more comfortable than before.
After a while, Zhizhu pulled her hand back. “It only takes one day of treatment only, you will recover.”
“Thank you. If it wasn't for me being careless, this wouldn't have happened.”
Zhizhu. “What carelessness did you make?”
Xiang we explained well and briefly what he experienced.
Zhizhu and Bing Jiazhi understood what was happening. Zhizhu then asked, “Where are the people who have helped you?”
“She has gone.”
Zhizhu and Bing Jiazhi said nothing more. They then came out after telling Xiang we to rest.
They talked for a while, then went to their rooms. They discussed about how they would strengthen the protection against Xiang We. It would be dangerous to leave it alone. It will definitely be in the hunt before they get the Scroll.
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Even some people did not have time to make a move because Bing Jiazhi's speed was so terrible.
Moreover, the slashes Zhizhu did were no less terrifying.
In that short time, they had killed at least 5 people.
The people staying at the inn often felt fear when they saw the two people passing by. Moreover, looking at his extremely sharp and cold eyes.
No more people who dare to look for trouble with them.
Now, Bing Jiazhi and Zhizhu were standing on the second floor of the inn looking at the slowly rising sun.
They stood for a moment. Zhizhu asked while still looking forward, “Are you not interested in seeing the show?”
“Senior sister?”
“I'm a little interested. If you're interested, you can leave first. I'll stay here to take care of him. After a few hours, I'll leave and you replace me.”
“Senior sister, you don't need to do it.”
“Why not need?”
“Because the person guarding it has come.”
Bing Jiazhi then looked slightly down. There were dozens of soldiers and people wearing zhirahs marching towards the inn.
Zhizhu was not surprised at all. He had seen it, only he had not known if the people who had come were those who would take care of Xiang We. He then asked Bing Jiazhi why they had come here and who ordered it.
“Mr Princess Gu Yue. He would love for us to be on the show.”
“Is there something he wants, so he ordered the soldiers to come here?”
“I don't know. Better we be careful.”
Bing Jiazhi then jumped up and down slowly approaching the group of soldiers.
Zhizhu then followed him.
They chatted for a while, then Zhizhu and Bing Jiazhi then went to the painting race. He was a little interested in the show, a few questions popping up in his mind. Like, why did the Sect do the event, what paintings would the painters make, and most intriguingly, who had spoken with him two days ago.
They then left after those soldiers had the qualifications to guard Xiang We. He also ordered immediate reports if there was anything they could not handle.
He also threatened that if he did not take care of her, Bing Jiazhi would cut off all their heads.
The soldiers nodded and gulped.
Bing Jiazhi and Zhizhu finally left from there.
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The atmosphere of the city hall is very crowded with visitors. They were sitting in a circular arena like there would be a wrestling show. They talked about who would win.
In the next section, some people from various sects were sitting with in the middle of a middle-aged lung man wearing his robe of grandeur and crown. Beside him, was his wife and on the other side, the princess, Liang Ting’er who was the representative of the bamboo Sect, then the representative of the Tao Gong Sect who was a middle-aged lung man wearing a white robe, was, other representatives that Bing Jiazhi does not know about.
Among them was a woman dressed in red and pure white. It has an amazing aura and makes anyone interested in it. Even when looking at it for the first time, people's eyes would be glued to him.
The woman stood up and walked five steps forward. She smiles. “This bright morning, I announce the painting race of the year is officially starting!”
People started shouting and screaming. Some of them call the names of the money bet.
Some of the sect representatives began to look towards the round field that was in the middle.
