Old Yu Bai sat opposite Song Ling, smiling and looking at the two children in front of him gently.
For thousands of years.
He wanders from one imaginary place to another, acting as a protective sword for others, just to stay with the people around him.
This was the first time he met an outspoken person.
Picking up the tea cup, old man Yu Bai shook his head helplessly and said, "You are a very good child. Just because of your confession, I can show you a way. That will be a win-win outcome for both of us, without having to fight."
His head was broken and bleeding."
"Has anyone else walked before me?" Song Ling asked again.
If Qi Chi and Ji Ye couldn't get past Old Man Yu Bai, then they should be trapped here.
But at this time, Song Ling could not perceive Qi Chi or Silent Night in this layer.
"If you want to get through this formation, you have to cut off your love." Old Yu Bai raised his hand and stretched out four fingers, and said slowly: "In the past three years, including you, there have only been four people. But we can really embark on this journey.
There is only one path...child, only you."
"What kind of road?" Song Ling lowered her eyes and asked.
At this time, the old woman came over carrying two washed apples.
She kindly placed the apples in the palms of Song Ling and Song Mo respectively, then she smiled cutely and said, "Eat it, kid, this is the old man's favorite fruit."
"This is the road. You don't have to break up with each other. As long as you keep the unchanging destination in your heart, you will definitely find it." Old Yu Bai drank the hot tea in the cup and motioned to Song Ling to take it.
Click.
Song Ling bravely took a bite of the apple.
Song Mo on the side followed suit and started eating too.
After swallowing the apple, Song Ling felt a little dizzy. She quickly grabbed Song Mo's hand, turned her head and took a few breaths, looking for something aimlessly with her eyes.
The wooden house, the old man, and the flower garden all disappeared.
Before Song Mo lost consciousness, he held Song Ling tightly in his arms.
She didn't know how long she had been unconscious. When Song Ling opened her eyes, she found herself and Song Mo lying in a cloud of pure white clouds. There were birds and beasts fluttering their wings around. When she looked down, she could see the reeds.
You can also see cities and villages.
"Wake up." Song Ling pushed Song Mo.
This guy's arms looked like they were made of fine iron. Song Ling's whole body ached when he held her in his arms.
"Ah..." Song Mo woke up in a daze. Seeing that Song Ling was still beside him, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and then asked, "Where are we?"
Song Ling slapped his forehead and remembered that the woman on the first floor was still there with Old Yu Bai. Just as he was about to wail, he turned around and saw her lying on the clouds not far away. After taking a breath, Song Ling rubbed his hair.
With his head dizzy, he said: "We should have reached the third floor. Let's go down first and see what the situation is."
When Song Ling and Song Mo landed, they hadn't brought the woman into the city yet, but now they saw Qi Chi at the gate of the city.
No, not seven feet.
It's Qi Chi who pretends to be a soldier guarding the city.
"What's your name? Where did you come from? What are you doing in the city?" The two seven-foot swords were still slung behind his back, he was holding a yellowed book in his hand and a pen in the other hand.
However, Qi Chi couldn't write. After Song Ling reported his name, he rolled his eyes and casually drew a ghost symbol on it.
"Brother, you wrote it wrong." Song Ling blinked and leaned over, laughing: "Brother, you are illiterate...how did you get into the job of guarding the city?"
Qi Chi stared at Song Ling, pushed her with his hand, and said, "Anyone dares to hang out in front of you, Mr. Qi, whether he can read or not. Do you still have to tell me? Go, go, get out of here."
Don't be a nuisance here."
Song Ling turned around to look at Song Ling, spread her hands and shrugged, and entered the city obediently.
Later, Song Mo transformed into a wooden cart with a woman pushing it, pretending to go to the city to find a doctor for the woman, and successfully passed the test under the eyes of the irritable Qi Chi.
"Does the doctor here care about it?" Song Ling checked the woman's breathing, gave her some spiritual energy to go in, then looked around a few times, dragged Song Mo and turned left into the alley, and said: "This way
By the way, I saw the banners hanging at the medical center."
Song Mo didn't know if the doctor's care here was effective.
It stands to reason that everything in the illusion is fake, but on the second floor they just went to, whether it was the tea or the apple, they were all real.
The alley is narrow and deep.
At the end is a closed medical clinic.
"Let's try it first, forget it." Song Ling sighed, walked over, knocked on the door of the medical clinic, and shouted: "Is there anyone there? I have patients here who need to see a doctor!"
After shouting seven or eight times in a row, Song Ling finally heard shuffling footsteps coming from inside.
After a while, the door was slowly pushed open.
The child with an upturned bun poked his head out and glanced at Song Ling, then glanced at the woman on the wooden cart behind him, and asked: "Do you have money? No money, my doctor doesn't treat illnesses, her injuries are very serious, what's wrong?
, you have to... you have to..."
It took a long time, but the boy finally managed to come up with twenty cents.
Song Ling touched the Qiankun bag and found that it was still there, so he took out a silver coin and said, "As long as you can cure her, let alone twenty cents, this silver coin will be yours."
The child's eyes immediately lit up.
He stammered and called Master, finally opened the door, collected the money, and ran inside, shouting as he ran: "Master, someone is here to see a doctor! A rich man! A very rich man!"
The medical center is not big.
There is a cabinet for storing medicinal materials in the front hall, and in front of the cabinet is a high table.
There were two chairs on the left and right. They were covered with dust and looked like no one had sat on them for a long time.
After a while, an old man with a goatee followed behind the child and walked out from the curtain. The old man's green bean eyes rolled around a few times and finally landed on Song Ling. Jie Jie laughed and said, "You
If you want to see a doctor, it's easy to say that you'll be paid the door fee, but you have to pay extra for the consultation."
Good guy, this one is still greedy.
"Do you want money for your life?" Song Mo turned away with a cold face, stood in front of the old man, raised his palm and slapped it on the high table, and said: "If you keep gibbering, I will smash your medicine.
Hall."
Learn now and sell now. Song Mo learned everything Song Ling said.
The old man shrank his neck, looked at Song Mo fearfully, and immediately became honest.
While waiting for the old man to treat the woman's injury, Song Ling walked around the hospital several times. There were two people here, and they were both serious and living people. Although there were not many, they were definitely better than those in the city.
Those fake clay figures are real.
Thinking of this, Song Ling couldn't help but be curious.
What was it that trapped Qi Chi? He was willing to serve as a guard at the gate of this illusory city.