Therefore, Song Mo could only stay and accompany Jiang Yun in case the people from the Medical Training Hall came to attack him.
The night is dark and windy.
It was very quiet on Qianshui Peak, Song Ling's figure was hidden in the darkness, and he kept walking towards Qiu Pavilion.
Halfway through, she saw Lan Yu.
Lan Yu was accompanied by a tall woman. Judging from her appearance, she should be a female monk who came to seek medical treatment. Her cultivation was only at the foundation-building stage.
"Fellow Taoist Lan Yu, how long do we have to go?" the woman asked aloud.
"In the near future, it will not be easy for you to win the favor of my master... When you get in front of him later, you can't say more than a word, otherwise, this opportunity will be fleeting." Lan Yu tilted his head.
, with a smile on his face, he gently asked the woman.
The woman nodded quickly, held her left arm with her right hand and pinched it, feeling a faint pain between her eyebrows.
"Looking at your temperament, you are very gentle. Don't worry, if we say a few words of respect now, you should feel more at ease." Lan Yu led the way while also telling the woman to be careful when stepping, "This road is not good.
Let's go, after we get here, we have to go into the tunnel, and it will be very dark by then. But you don't have to be afraid, just follow me."
Just looking at Lan Yu's demeanor and tone of voice, one can only think that she is one of the rare good people in the world.
But Song Ling frowned when she heard this.
It was obvious that Lan Yu must have some evil intentions against this woman.
But if Song Ling goes out now to catch the thief and take away the stolen goods, the female monk will resent Song Ling if he can't protect them.
After all, she came here hoping that she could be cured.
With this thought, Song Ling continued to follow Lan Yu and the female cultivator in silence, listening to their chat all the way.
The female nun's name is Qingyu, and she comes from Fengyang Road. Because her left arm was injured on the front line, she traveled thousands of miles to Qianshui Peak to seek medical treatment.
Qingyu mentioned that the battle situation on the front line was not very good.
It is said that a new demon king has appeared, leading those incompetent demon beasts to take turns entering the palace gate, so even foundation-building monks like Qingyu have to go to the front.
Fortunately, if these little shrimps are injured, they can evacuate immediately. They don't have to die on the front line like the Yuanying monks.
At the same time, this also means that the frontline medical practitioners will not heal people like Qingyu at all.
That's why Qingyu came to Qianshui Peak.
After talking about the front line, Qing Yuyou mentioned that he still had a few fellow Taoists selling goods on the mountainside, and planned to raise money before coming up.
Hearing that Qingyu had friends, Lan Yu was obviously stunned for a moment, and then asked: "Is it a female monk?"
Qingyu nodded.
"Then why not...let them come up together." Lan Yu raised a smile, tilted his head and blinked, and said: "Since they are your friends, they are also friends of my medical training hall, and my master is the most important.
Being kind and charitable doesn’t cost much in medical fees.”
Charitable?
common saying?
Song Ling in the dark couldn't help but sneered.
In order to deceive Qingyu, Lan Yu came up with this lie easily.
"Fellow Taoist Lan Yu, you are such a good person." Qingyu's eyes were slightly red, and her voice was even choker: "I thought my arm was useless..."
While speaking, Qingyu's arms were trembling slightly.
"Where are you talking? If you can really get along with my master, you will be my master's wife in the future." Lan Yu held Qingyu's hand and said with a smile: "In the future, we will be a family. A family does not need to divide you and me. Your friend
, he is a friend of the Medical Training Hall."
Seeing that Lan Yu was about to turn around with Qingyu, Song Ling became a little anxious.
Unexpectedly, Qingyu stopped, shook her head, and whispered: "No, no, I haven't met your master yet, and it's really not good for me to overstep like this."
"You've already had that dream, why don't you think you've seen it?" Lan Yu saw that Qingyu didn't want to look back, so he could only turn around and continue walking forward, saying: "It's precisely because you had a fate with my master in the dream that you
If something like this comes out now, it can’t be said that I haven’t seen it before.”
Song Ling frowned, realizing something was wrong with Lan Yu's words.
As she walked, Song Ling saw the long dark road.
She was not sure whether she could continue to hide her figure on this road, so she did not follow him. Instead, she raised her hand and felt a ray of spiritual consciousness attached to Qingyu's shoulder.
It's a little cold in the corridor.
Qingyu followed Lan Yu timidly and walked in. When she looked back and saw the glowing footprints on the ground, she was startled. She was about to ask, but when she thought of Lan Yu's previous instructions, she quickly shut her mouth.
As a result, there was only the sound of clattering footsteps in the corridor.
Enter the same way as before.
Heng Yan was helped up by Lan Yu, his eyebrows slightly raised, he looked at Qing Yu for a few times, then nodded and said: "You are very good, I am very satisfied, stay, be my wife, and give birth to a child for me.
"
Probably Qingyu rarely heard such straightforward words, so her face instantly turned red, her pupils widened, and she looked a little unbelievable.
"Don't be surprised, fellow Taoist Qingyu, my master has always been straightforward." Lan Yu squeezed Hengyan's hand gently, then bent his eyes and said, "He has been in love with you in dreams for several days, and he has already had a deep love for you.
kind, so after seeing you”
what is interesting is--
Song Ling's spiritual consciousness followed Qingyu in, but did not smell the stench.
On the contrary, there is a strong smell in the house.
It's sweet and won't go away.
Not only that, Hengyan's legs seemed to be healed.
Stand with both feet on the ground.
Originally, Qingyu wanted to say something, but as soon as she opened her mouth, her eyes turned white and she immediately fell to the ground.
Lan Yu's smile faded.
"Master, please go and rest. I will take care of it here." She kicked the sapphire on the ground with her foot, turned to Hengyan and said, "After all, it is just a substitute, you don't have to work too hard."
Heng Yan didn't speak, he lowered his head and remained silent.
"Or is Master worried about Song Ling? During the day, the disciple has already inquired about her. She is taking Jiang Yun to rest at the Fengyun Inn halfway up the mountain." Lan Yu explained softly, "As long as she comes out, our
People will definitely find out and report back.”
"Not urgent."
As he spoke, Hengyan bent down and took off his leg with one hand.
Lan Yu on the side quickly supported Heng Yan.
The illusion used to deceive Qingyu disappeared at this moment, and the stench revived again.
The dark green meat ball was held in the palm of Hengyan's hand.
The stench is emanating from this meat ball.
"Although she is a substitute, she is the first person who can perceive my dream in so many years, so she is very special and may be the key to the success of this time." Heng Yan's face couldn't suppress it.
With a smile, there was madness in his eyes, "If Yuan'er can cultivate the remaining soul in this woman, then there is no need to worry about Jiang Yun's life or death."
Song Ling's back stiffened as he eavesdropped, and he immediately realized that he couldn't let these two bastard masters and apprentices do anything to Qingyu, otherwise Jiang Yun might be attacked madly.