The Hu Ji had already started to busy herself over there.
She pulled out a strand of her hair to bandage the rabbit's wound, and a miracle happened immediately; the bleeding from a wound that had lasted for ten years finally stopped.
The rabbit was clever; it stretched out its pink tongue and licked Hu Ji's palm to show gratitude.
Hu Ji was delighted.
During the welcoming banquet that followed, Hu Ji felt a bit restless.
As night fell, the moonlight was so beautiful. Living next door to him, Hu Ji felt even more unsettled, a feeling she hadn't experienced in three thousand years.
This man next door had a mystic connection with her.
She dared not revisit the mark left from the depths of her Primordial Spirit.
She feared it would disrupt her Tao Heart.
Logically speaking, in such a state of mind, she shouldn't meet him again.
