"That means believing in you." Song Ling carried Song Mo down to the ground, picked up a pair of shoes casually, and walked to the door while saying: "Besides, if Tan Shouyun finds out that I am a monk, he will not refine it for me in the future.
What should I do if the magic weapon is lost? It’s not worth it.”
More importantly, Song Ling did not smell any pressure from the monster.
Since it's a monster with a low level of cultivation, it's better to take advantage of the situation and make a misfortune to make Qin Shouyun's conscience uneasy.
Of course, if he has a conscience.
Chatting with Song Mo can help Song Ling relax.
She leaned on the door frame, looked up at the moon, and couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect that the moon in the circle would be as square, round, and missing as it was outside."
The fifteenth moon is sixteen round.
Standing across the night sky at this moment is a cold, bright moon that is as round as a jade plate, and its shadow adds a special touch to this quiet night.
"Aren't you going to let your injury heal quickly?" Song Mo asked.
Song Ling lowered her eyes and glanced at her hands.
An earthy yellow ointment was applied to the wound. The color of the ointment was not heavy, so it could not suppress the reddish-purple color of the scar.
A faint medicinal fragrance drifts into the nose.
"It's to make the injury heal." Song Ling narrowed her eyes and thought for a moment, then said: "Now is the time when my injury is the most serious, and it should also be the time when Qin Shouyun is least alert. If I want to check on him, today
It would be most suitable at night.”
"You don't want the magic weapon anymore?" Song Mo asked.
"Yes, why don't you want it?" Song Ling blinked her eyes, made a hand seal with her hands, and circulated the spiritual power in her body at high speed, letting the spiritual power wash away the wounds layer by layer, "But now I'm... a little angry
, so I not only want the magic weapon, but also want revenge."
Song Mo turned to look at Song Ling, raised his paw and licked it, and said in disbelief: "Then why didn't I see you take revenge on Weilu Mountain?"
Song Ling was so angry that she didn't even look at her and said dissatisfiedly: "You think I'm stupid. If you want revenge, of course you have to do it according to your ability."
She shook off the remaining ointment on her hand, turned around and cast a shadow on the bed, pretending to be unconscious. Then she kicked off the clouds and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.
Qin Shouyun's thatched shed yard was not far from Chen's house, so Song Ling squatted on the roof of Qin Shouyun's house without much effort.
At this moment, Qin Shouyun had not rested. He was standing in the courtyard chatting with Feng Yun, the casual cultivator during the day.
"How much is left?" Qin Shouyun asked.
Feng Yun replied: "Sixty turns."
"That's the 120th day. It seems that we need a strong dose of medicine at the beginning of next month, otherwise the time will be delayed."
"Are you sure you want to continue? The brothers are actually a little worried. This is not a glorious thing."
"I said that I must do this. If you are afraid, you can leave and I won't force you to stay. I won't blame you."
"Mr. Qin, that's not what we meant. We just can't bear to see you make one wrong step or another."
"Now, I have no room to look back. I have spent ten years of hard work cultivating this child. Whether he can succeed in the future... depends on God, not me."
Song Ling heard Qin Shouyun mention children and immediately thought of Chen Sheng.
Sure enough, this guy had an ulterior motive in teaching Chen Sheng patiently and teaching Chen Sheng the things that should be learned during the Taoist enlightenment!
Before Song Ling could approach sideways, Feng Yun suddenly stopped talking, leaned over, and raised his eyebrows to look at where Song Ling was.
"Who is there?" Feng Yun asked loudly.
"Don't be afraid, it's not you he sees." Song Mo comforted Song Ling.
In fact, with Song Ling's own concealment skills and Song Mo's deliberate concealment, even if Song Ling sneaked back to Weilu Mountain, his whereabouts would not be discovered.
After a while, a shower of petals suddenly fell under the moon.
Xiu Feixue's graceful figure fell against the moonlight, and the flying peach petals added a bit of charm to her gorgeous appearance.
"Why, you're not welcome to me?" Xiu Feixue's almond-shaped eyes were crooked, she covered her lips and said with a smile: "I was invited in by your good brother. Today we borrowed three monsters for you to work with. You must return the favor after all.
Isn’t it?”
borrow.
One word made Song Ling's hair stand on end.
How many times have Chang'an and the others done this? Such an understatement, so familiar!
When faced with Xiu Feixue's charm, Qin Shouyun looked calmer than Feng Yun. He raised his hands and folded his sleeves in a salute, and said in a neither humble nor overbearing manner: "I have heard about your reputation for a long time, and when I saw you today, you are indeed very charming."
"What's the use of talking nonsense? We chased people to your territory, but they couldn't get in. I can only come in to ask you for someone, and see if you give it to me." Xiu Fei Xuening said.
He placed a Yunxia chair in mid-air, and after sitting down, Shi Shiran said slowly.
Song Ling, who was eavesdropping, tightened her scalp and subconsciously glanced across the room.
The magic weapon is not finished yet.
If her identity is exposed at this time, she will really lose her wife and lose her troops!
Just when Song Ling was planning to strike first and kidnap Xiu Feixue, Qin Shouyun suddenly became hard-headed.
"What do you mean, sir? Not everyone can come in here."
Xiu Feixue tapped her red nails impatiently on the chair, raised her eyes slightly, and said with a sullen face: "That's what I mean, your place is not a restricted area. Is it difficult for a few cats and dogs to come in?"
?”
Feng Yun hurriedly came to the middle to smooth things over, rubbed his hands and said: "Fellow Feixue, don't be anxious, don't be anxious, I have an idea of who you want to arrest. I just want to ask fellow Taoist Feixue to know that our small place
, and no outsiders broke in."
Although Song Ling didn't know why Feng Yun and Qin Shouyun covered up for her, she was relieved that she wouldn't be exposed for a while.
"Then you just don't want to pay each other?" Xiu Feixue asked, cupping her chin.
When the beauty is angry, the flowers wither.
Even the moon above my head became a little dim.
"How can we communicate without anyone?" Qin Shouyun remained unmoved.
Xiu Feixue stood up with a puff of sleeves, shaking the chairs behind her and sending out two strong winds.
Qin Shouyun's robe was blown a few times, while Feng Yun was knocked unconscious by the fragrant wind and staggered to the ground.
"Did you know that what's waiting outside..." Xiu Feixue took a barefoot step in the air, shrunk a thousand feet in an instant, and arrived in front of Qin Shouyun, "As for the people of the Five Towns and the Jiu San Sect, everyone wants that thing.
If you dare to hide him, you are going against the entire Taoist sect."
Now that the words have reached this point, it should be impossible for Qin Shouyun to continue carrying it.
Who can imagine——
"So what if the entire Taoist sect comes here? We do not have the person you are looking for in Monument Town. If you don't believe it, you can go into the town and search. But if no one is found, what responsibility can you bear?"
Compared with before, Qin Shouyun was a little tougher.