At noon, an attendant knocked on the door of the cubicle and asked outside whether Jiang Yun was going to the dining car to eat or if someone would bring lunch in.

With nothing to do at hand, Jiang Yun decided to go out to eat.

Leaving the compartment where he was, through the outside aisle, he walked through a few carriages to the dining car.

Looking left and right, there were no acquaintances, so he found a table with no one and had dinner.

The food on the train is not delicious, and it seems that this is the same in every world.

After eating, he returned to his carriage.

In the afternoon, if nothing happens, he prepares to practice in his small room.

The train is clattering and swaying, which is obviously not a good environment for cultivation. The 'Sword Heart Secret Classic' can't be practiced at all, and the 'Dajiang Jue' can't be cultivated, even if the cultivation of this internal strength doesn't require so much state of mind, but after all, he is now galloping quickly in the wilderness, and the changes in the surrounding aura are always dynamic, which is not conducive to cultivation, and it is still very uncomfortable to practice.

The only thing that can be cultivated is only the meteoric thaumaturgy.

In fact, he tried it after getting in the car in the morning, and although it was still very inefficient, there was nothing else to do, after all, it was on the road.

While figuring out how to avoid interference on the train and strengthen the cultivation effect, he walked towards his carriage, and at this moment, a quarrel suddenly came from his ears, and the voice of one of them was quite familiar to him.

When I looked over there, I saw a bald little monk arguing with an aunt - or being scolded unilaterally. The little monk was sprayed by the powerful aunt, and he couldn't raise his head, and could only occasionally refute weakly.

After a second glance, Jiang Yun was basically sure that this little monk should be a member of the team of the White Dragon Temple who came to bury the Sword Villa this time, his name seems to be called Miaoyin, and the little bald head is tender, but in fact, he is not very young, he is eighteen years old, and he is even a few months older than Jiang Yun, and he is a baby face and looks small.

This guy is said to be a little genius in the new generation of wonderful characters in the White Dragon Temple, he is only eighteen years old, and it is said that he also has the level of Qi Liuxing.

As for why he was scolded like this by an aunt...... Although that aunt is not a cultivator, if you want to talk about the ability to scold the street and fight for three points without reason, no matter how talented the little monk is, he will not be the opponent of this aunt.

Miaoyin is obviously not convinced, although she can't say it, but she is still arguing with reason.

Jiang Yun slowed down, listened to the side for a while, and probably figured out why Miaoyin quarreled with others.

It turned out that this aunt was actually traveling with her husband and taking her children. The child, who was a little over two years old, was crying and screaming in the car. And behind Miao Yin, there happened to be a man who was suffering from a head disease, who was so noisy that he couldn't rest, and he had a headache.

So, the little monk stepped forward and went to tell the aunt on behalf of the family, hoping that they would discipline the child a little, appease him, and stop making any more noise.

But the aunt's attitude was very bad, and when she encountered this kind of thing, not only did she not apologize and discipline the child, but instead accused Miaoyin of being nosy. The wonderful sound was not angry, and after arguing for two sentences, it was as if a cannon was lit, and the aunt began to spray him majestically.

It was really a squirt, Jiang Yun's visible spitting stars flew around, and a few drops fell on the little monk's bald head.

It's pathetic.

However, the little monk was really patient and didn't do anything.

Miao Yin has always maintained restraint, in the train, and in the face of the unarmed aunt who has not practiced martial arts, he has always maintained the attitude of hoping to 'convince people with virtue', he did not move his hands or moves, and he did not even talk with his neck in his hand, and his attitude was quite peaceful.

This little monk should be because the carriage on the other side was full, so he didn't sit with the other monks of the White Dragon Temple and the swordsmen of the Burial Sword Villa, and was alone in a public carriage, so there was not even anyone to help. The man he was standing for, dressed as a trader, was holding his head and looking at this side, his face was a little pale, and he obviously couldn't help much.

Shaking his head secretly, Jiang Yun was pessimistic about whether the little monk could properly solve this problem.

The truth can only be explained to people who can make sense. If it doesn't make sense, it's useless to say it a thousand times.

Jiang Yun didn't have much friendship with him before, and he may have just said a few words politely. However, after all, it is a fellow traveler, and when I see it, I have to help solve it.

After a moment's thought, he stepped forward.

patted the aunt's back, the aunt turned around, looked Jiang Yun up and down, and asked, "Who are you?" Why are you filming me? ”

Seeing that he had a sword at his waist and a dress that was not flashy but had his own temperament, this aunt restrained her arrogance a little, but her tone was still not good.

Jiang Yun maintained a gentle attitude: "I am friends with this little monk, and I just heard what you said, I can help you a little, comfort and comfort the child, so that he will not make any more noise, and this matter is over." It's all about going out, and they're all calm. ”

The core problem is not that children are noisy? It's solved and it's over.

"No!" The aunt refused, "No need!" My child cries when he loves to cry, and he makes trouble when he loves to make trouble, so you don't have to worry about it! ”

Jiang Yun was a little stunned, and replied...... It's annoying, isn't it?

He kept a smile on his face, but his soul power was working.

The 'Piercing Charm' has struck.

Of course, it's definitely a weakened version. The full version of the 'Soul Piercing Spell' is a trick that can destroy the heart demon of a pure heart mage, and if you use it to deal with an ordinary person, I'm afraid you will be poked into a fool at once.

Jiang Yun is not so vicious.

He weakened the effect of the 'Piercing Spell' many, many times over, and the effect on ordinary people was about the same as a throbbing pain in the head, and there would be no sequelae.

In this way, as a punishment.

The aunt covered her forehead and screamed in pain, and she couldn't continue to spray people for a while.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jiang Yun took two steps to the side and came to the side of the child who was always crying.

The 'Spirit Summoning Mantra' was silently recited in his heart, and the gentle power made Jiang Yun's spiritual body feel more amiable.

Children are more sensitive to this aspect than adults.

Jiang Yun had a spiritual exchange with this little child who couldn't speak, trying to calm his young spirit.

The child's crying voice was really quieter, and he opened his eyes wide and looked at Jiang Yun with a pitiful expression.

Jiang Yun gradually frowned, he could feel that this child's heart was full of fear at this moment.

At first, he thought that the fear was due to an argument between the adults, but then it didn't feel right. The object of his fear was none other than the aunt and the man who had never spoken beside him.

Why is a child afraid of his 'parents'? Even, Jiang Yun could further feel that this fear also carried some wariness of strangers.

A bad thought rose in Jiang Yun's heart - are these two people really the child's parents?

And at this moment, a hand was held on Jiang Yun's wrist.

It's the husband of the aunt who never spoke.

"We will take care of the children, don't work too hard." The man said with a smile.