"It's a pity..." Crow Feather clicked his tongue and explained: "Zhuan Xuling tricked you into erasing Xiaoyu's memory of you, so when Xiaoyu was being tortured, he didn't even remember that you had caught her.
, repentance and resentment will not be your part.”
ha?
Song Ling sat up immediately.
Against all odds, Song Ling never expected that she would end up at this point.
"Isn't it right? Isn't it the way of heaven that calculates merit? Why are you judging based on Xiaoyu's memory? Don't lie to me." Song Ling's eyes widened and she put her hands on her hips, "What about the Qiu Shui family? They are reincarnated.
, I don’t have memories of past lives in the first place!”
The digger shook his head helplessly.
"There is no reincarnation for the most treacherous and evil people, so Heaven will not judge them. They all have the judgment of Jiuyou. You sending that little fish into Jiuyou is actually a bad move. It is better to kill her directly." Crow Feather said.
If he were to be killed directly, the blame would definitely fall on Song Ling.
"But doesn't killing someone also count as my karma?" Song Ling said angrily.
Crow Feather sighed and replied: "It is true that killing someone will be counted as your karma, but you are killing evil people. How can the karma gained from killing evil people outweigh the merits of sending her to Jiuyou? It is still a good deal after all."
Of course, the most important reason is that no one would have thought that the majestic Lord of Nine Netherworld would actually play tricks on such a thing.
"Come on, you'll learn a lesson, I'll make a note of it in the future." Song Ling flicked the gopher's forehead with his finger, disconnecting the spiritual power, and then turned around and continued to sleep.
Song Ling had to stop and go from Zhongzhen Wanshouyuan to Yecheng, which delayed him for about a month.
During this period, when Song Linglu saw injustice, he drew his sword to help three times, beat down the bully twice, wiped out the bandits six times, and did no less than twenty good deeds. All these things made the uninformed Liu Xinyun extremely moved, and he said that he was his benefactor.
He is a chivalrous heart and a true saint in the world.
When they arrived outside Yecheng City, Song Ling changed her appearance and took Liu Xinyun to register into the city in a low-key manner.
Yecheng has now become a large teleportation array, and there is no mortal life in the city. Even if there is, they are just traveling merchants or vendors, making hard money by serving the monks.
Hong Ye opened a medical clinic in the east of the city, using the spiritual stones given to her by Song Ling. Because the money was too generous, few monks in the city dared to embarrass her, and they all thought that behind Hong Ye was some unborn monk.
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When Song Ling came to the door, Hongye was giving acupuncture to a blind monk.
"You guys go sit in the back hall first, I'll be here in a minute." Hongye greeted, dancing the silver needle like a flower with his fingertips, sinking his wrist quickly and accurately.
Although the monk lying on the bamboo board could not see it, he still moved his neck following the sound.
"Okay." Song Ling responded, holding Liu Xinyun's hand and walking towards the back hall.
There is a two-person wide corridor between the front hall and the back hall. If you open the curtain, the magic circle in the corridor will isolate all sounds from behind. Song Ling, three people and one beast walked in, and within three steps, the front hall was full of people.
No movement could be heard at all.
The monk coughed and said, "Doctor Hongye, since you have guests here, I won't disturb you anymore today."
"It doesn't matter. Once this needle goes out, you have to rest here for half an hour." Hong Ye turned around and took a piece of brown cloth to cover the monk's eyes, and said patiently: "I will go over to meet a friend later. If you have
If anything feels uncomfortable, just press this thing."
With that said, Hongye put a hollow jade pendant in the monk's hand.
"Thank you, Doctor Hongye." The monk was very grateful.
Hong Ye smiled slightly, walked to the door of the medical clinic and locked the door bolt, put an extra cup of hot tea for the monk in his hand, and then walked to the back hall.
"A Ling, is this the Miss Liu you are talking about? Seeing is better than hearing a hundred times. She is indeed as beautiful as a fish and a wild goose." Hongye smiled and showed tea to Song Ling and the others in person, and said: "Come here.
In the past few days, I have been studying medical books, and I actually found some records about Sanshengcao."
Song Ling was delighted and quickly asked: "What does the record say?"
"Don't be in a hurry, let's talk slowly." Hongye walked to the bookshelf on one side, rummaged carefully for a while, found two books, and replied: "One Zhongjing's Medical Classics, one Qianjin Prescription, everything is covered."
This Sanshengcao has the effect of cleansing the marrow. As for whether it can help Miss Liu change her constitution, I am not sure."
After taking the book of Qian Jin Fang, Song Ling flipped through two pages and quickly found the paragraph Hong Ye said through the folded place on the page.
Qian Jin Fang is a medical book written hundreds of years ago. It was a long time ago, so the records are not very detailed.
"Is there anything I need to pay attention to?" Song Ling asked again.
Hongye showed the book in her hand to Song Ling, and then explained: "This thing is cold in nature, and Miss Liu is a pure yin body. If Miss Liu takes Sanshengcao, she may accumulate cold poison."
"What if I take it and then transfer its medicinal properties into Xin Yun's body?" Song Ling said what she was thinking when she came, "In this case, will the cold poison accumulate in my body and not affect Xin Yun's body?"
Clouds have an impact.”
This is the first time Hongye has thought of such a proposal.
After all, no one can do such sacrifice.
"You have to think about it." Hongye glanced at Liu Xinyun, who was anxious and uneasy, and said in a low voice: "Sanshengcao is a monster, and its cold poison... is not something ordinary people can endure, even if
You are a monk and you are no exception."
Next to him, Song Mo thought, so what? As long as he is here, Song Ling will not feel any pain.
At Song Ling's insistence, Hongye finally agreed to help her develop Sanshengcao. At that time, Song Ling would take the Sanshengcao pills first. After she digested the toxicity, Hongye would help her identify and confirm the properties of the medicine.
Liu Xinyun's body.
Making medicine is not something that happens overnight.
Song Ling left Liu Xinyun in the medicine hall and asked Liu Xinyun to take care of Hongye, while he took Song Mo around the city.
Qi Chi is not idle either.
He has always liked to study the teleportation array. Now that he is in the array, of course he will go to the teleportation array to study when he gets the chance. However, the teleportation array is built with the money and effort of the Taoist sect. A casual cultivator like Qi Chi wants to go in and see.
Pay money.
As a result, Song Ling sat sideways on Song Mo's back and walked around, just in time to see Qi Chi being pushed out by the defender of the teleportation array.
"What poor guy wants to come over and join in the fun? Get out of here, get out of here, don't hang out in front of your Taoist master, it's an eyesore." The acrimonious monk looked at Qi Chi with disdain, spat, and said, "Listen to me.
It’s clear, if you still want to come to the teleportation array without the spirit stone, then you will suffer the same fate as him! If anyone else is ignorant, they will be killed directly.”
The last few sentences are for the onlookers to listen to.
Qi Chi hugged the sword tightly with some embarrassment. When he turned around, he saw Song Ling looking at him.
"I..." He mumbled a few times, not embarrassed to speak.
"Isn't it the spirit stone?" Song Ling turned over and landed on the ground, patted Song Mo's back, grabbed two high-grade spirit stones and handed them to Qi Chi, saying: "Go, let him open his dog eyes.
Take a good look and see if this is the door that is enough to enter this teleportation array."
The third courtyard is very magnificent with its red walls, green tiles, pavilions and waterside pavilions.
But this is just a front yard that you need to walk before entering the teleportation array.
Moreover, there are a total of six large and small trading halls near the teleportation array. Some monks spend money to come in, not to ride in the teleportation array, but to buy some treasures in these trading halls that cannot be found outside.
The monk who was blinded by Qi Chi's two high-grade spiritual stones apologized and bowed, asking Qi Chi to go into the courtyard.
The previous arrogance and domineering behavior are completely invisible.
Qi Chi didn't bother to argue with him, and headed straight for the teleportation array in high spirits.
Song Ling also spent money to come in.
However, Song Ling's goal was not the teleportation array. After Song Mo shrunk down to the size of a palm, she put Song Mo in her arms, turned around and got into the trading room where people and animals were mixed, intending to get rid of the monster golden elixir in her hand.
If you can exchange things for things, that's the best.
Even if it doesn't work, you can still exchange some spiritual stones for it.
You must know that the spiritual stones possessed by Song Mo are not inexhaustible. Due to the rapid improvement of their cultivation speed recently, Song Mo's huge stock of spiritual stones has almost reached its bottom. I just took it.
When the two spiritual stones were presented, Song Mo almost refused.
"You shouldn't show off your extravagance." Song Mo muttered.
"Qi Chi has wanted to study the teleportation array for a long time. He is very talented. If he can see the teleportation array a few more times, he might be able to build it himself in the future and make a lot of money." Song Ling replied looking around.
Song Mo snorted, buried his head in Song Ling's arms, and stopped talking.
There are thirteen stalls in the trading hall.
Most of the stall owners are Taoist disciples, and only people from the Taoist sect can handle these rare treasures.
Several monks dressed like Penglai Pavilion knocked Song Ling away, holding a handful of red hair ties, and walked to a stall with a sign of Tiansuan.
"Are you trying to find death by deceiving my junior sister with this thing?" The monk with a sinister face slapped the table and shouted.
The boss sitting at the stall was a young man with half gray hair, handsome features and a long body. He was wearing a gray robe. He looked very downcast. But down and out, he was faced with a face full of violence.
When he was a monk, he actually didn't have any stage fright.
"How did I lie?" The young man stood up and whistled carelessly behind the monk.
The little girl standing at the end immediately blushed and lowered her head.
"You can use these hairbands, which you can buy for just a few pennies, to lie to my junior sister, saying they are some kind of flower ribbons." The monk grabbed the young man's clothes, picked him up, and said, "Refund the money.
You actually dare to ask for ten low-grade spiritual stones, I think you have eaten the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard!"
Seeing the excitement, the monks in the trading room stopped and watched.
Song Ling stood on the periphery, looking at the calm young man with interest. Somehow, Song Ling felt a familiar flavor on this young man's face. Maybe it was because he was tired recently, no matter how Song Ling thought about him,
There is no way to match this boy with someone in his memory.
Therefore, Song Ling planned to watch the show for a while first.
"Senior, senior brother..." The little girl grabbed the hem of her skirt and lowered her voice to persuade: "I really have not been deceived. Senior brother, please let him down first. There are many people here. It is not good for us to make trouble... after all."
"Don't be afraid, Qin Yu." The tall and thin monk on the side put his arms around the little girl and said comfortingly: "Today, your three senior brothers will definitely help you find your place! This man is glib. Once you teach him a lesson, he will
Then you know to tell the truth.”
The little girl named Qinyu was so embarrassed that she almost cried.
"I said..." The young man tilted his head, looked at Qinyu, and asked, "Didn't you explain to them what the flower belt is for?"
No one present had ever heard of group flower belts.
As the discussion started, someone shouted with a loud voice: "Fellow Taoist, why don't you explain to us in person what the flower belt is for! Otherwise, wouldn't we who are watching the theater just watch the theater? If you
It makes sense, it’s not impossible for us to help you.”
It's not a big deal to watch the fun.
The young man narrowed his eyes and smiled, blew at the flower ribbon in the monk's hand, and then said: "This is a girl's stuff. After wearing it, it can nourish the facial features and shape the body over the years."
Qin Yu burst out crying, then threw away the monk's hand beside her, covered her face and sat on the ground.
Having her intentions pointed out in public, Qinyu felt extremely aggrieved.
"you……"
"you!"
"Qin Yu, don't cry. It's all because of the senior brothers. The senior brothers will give him a good beating right now."
Several monks were a little at a loss, so they tried to comfort the young man and wanted to beat him for rolling up his sleeves.
The young man used his skill to lift the monk's hand, and turned his whole body backwards onto the table of the booth, and continued: "Ten low-grade spiritual stones can give her an appearance close to that of Xiu Feixue. Who will make the profit from this transaction? I
It’s not a lie.”
In order to hide this, Qinyu would rather hesitate and let her senior brothers think that she was deceived, rather than open her mouth to explain.
"It turns out I want to be beautiful."
"That's true. With just ten low-grade spiritual stones, you can become like Xiu Feixue. That's really a lot of money."
"Fellow Taoist, give me some too! I'll take it back and give it to my fellow Taoist to play with."
"Me, me, I want it too. I'll give it to my daughter. She was worried about her swollen face some time ago."
For a time, the boy's stall was crowded with people.
The monks from Penglai Pavilion tried again to cause trouble for the young man, but they could no longer squeeze in. They could only pick up the crying Qinyu, turned around and left the trading hall with a dark face.
Song Ling didn't go up to join in the fun.
But the young man seemed to have noticed Song Ling. After all the items in the stall were sold out, he walked up to Song Ling and said, "Isn't this fellow Taoist interested in my stuff? If he's not interested, why has he been there all this time?"
Staring at me?"
"Actually, you don't have to embarrass her so much just now." Song Ling said indifferently: "When you are away from home, peace is the most important thing. If you embarrass her, when she goes back and cries enough, sooner or later she will come back to settle the score with you."
"Then I'll let him beat me?" The young man shrugged and spread his hands, saying with a nonchalant expression: "Anyway, I'll sell out all these... and I'll leave overnight. When the time comes, he wants to settle a score with me, but there's no place to look for him."
But Song Ling thought too much.
"I wish you a safe journey." Song Ling said no more, smiled and turned sideways to make way for the young man.
The young man took two steps, suddenly stopped, looked back at Song Ling, and asked: "Why do I feel that you have a smell that I am very familiar with? Have I seen you somewhere? Or have you bought something from me?"
Song Ling shook her head.
"Then let me give you something." The young man came back, took out an earring from his sleeve, handed it to Song Ling, and said with a smile: "You are so beautiful, so the Yun Jue Pendant is just right for you."