In the Fog House, Shi Meng was dressed in a lavender dress and paced back and forth on the bluestone road. From time to time, she raised her eyes and looked in the direction of Yushan in trance. Another night had passed, and the mist had long since dissipated, but they still hadn't come back.
She hasn't closed her eyes since Mu Ling left. Her originally fair and beautiful face was full of tiredness, and the joyful look in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows has long since disappeared.
"Ms. Meng, I'm afraid these people won't last long. Ahem... Why don't I go out to find some herbs! Ahem..."
Shi Meng turned around after hearing this, only to see Luo Cheng was thin, stroking his chest and coughing.
Not only those people, I'm afraid even he won't be able to survive for a long time. It's hard for him to even walk unsteadily, and he still wants to go out to find medicine to save people. Shi Meng thought in his heart, although the herbs he picked up before can't cure the disease, it can cure it somewhat.
It has some soothing effect, but now that the herbs have been exhausted, those villagers who are seriously ill have begun to fall into coma.
Not to mention medicinal herbs, the biggest problem now is the food and drink of these people. If they don't come back, these people will either die of illness or starve to death in a few days.
That day, Mu Zili used magic to conjure up some money to buy a few buckets of corn from the small town ahead for emergency use. This morning, the little rice left was cooked into gruel, and each of the twenty or so people could barely drink it.
Just a mouthful of thin soup.
In order to let the villagers eat more, Simeng and Luo Cheng have not eaten since yesterday. Simeng has spiritual support and does not feel hungry at the moment. However, Luo Cheng is made of flesh and blood, and he is sick.
My body is now shaky like a candle in the wind.
"Wait a minute! If you feel unwell, don't run around. It's better to have a good rest!" Simeng said while reaching out to help him into the house, but before he could get there, he saw him hunched over and retreating backwards.
After walking a few steps, he put his right hand on his chest and panted heavily, and his left hand signaled her to stop.
"I'm plagued by an epidemic. I'm afraid it will infect the girl. It's better not to get close to her!" He half-bowed and leaned against the stone wall, covering his mouth and nose with his hands. His breath was weak and his voice was hoarse.
Shi Meng originally didn't have much fondness for the man in gray who had inexplicably entered the Wu Mansion. Although she sympathized with his experience, after all, it was just a chance encounter and she didn't know him as a person. She only agreed to let him stay out of goodwill.
Rest in the house. Although he had suggested that they stay out of their own business out of selfish motives, now he was taking care of the sick regardless of his own safety.
Since they decided to take in these sick villagers, he has been taking good care of those seriously ill people, boiling medicine and soup for them day and night, without any slack.
Xi Meng stared at him, but the face covered by dirt could not be seen clearly, but the black eyes were getting deeper and deeper, and the ten fingers pressed tightly to his chest were thin and pale, making people unable to bear to look at it more.
Xi Mengliu raised his eyebrows, his eyes flickered, and he pulled out a free and easy smile. In the blink of an eye, he jumped to Luo Cheng's side, held his wrist and said: "How can people who cultivate immortals be so fragile? It's just my skills.
If you are not good at law, it cannot remove the toxins from your body, but it should still be able to relieve the pain."
According to the method Mu Zili taught her that day, the condensed energy was slowly introduced into Luo Cheng's body, hoping to alleviate his condition a little.
Luo Cheng reluctantly stood up straight and wanted to push her away, but he felt a cool breath from his wrists go straight into his heart, and his chest, which was suffocated just now, suddenly felt much better. A flash of surprise flashed in the black eyes under the messy hair,
The hand held in Xi Meng's palm trembled slightly.
"Thank you, Miss Meng!" His voice was still low and hoarse, and his breathing was smoother than before.
Xi Meng then let go of his hand, flicked his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked: "Are you feeling better? My practice is really shallow, and this is the only thing I can do for you."
It's shameful to say that although her real body is about the same age as Yifeng Yao, unfortunately her soul is that of a real mortal, and she really doesn't dare to show her cultivation in front of others.
Having said that, in Luo Cheng's eyes, she was like a fairy. Not to mention her magical skills, it was just that such a charming appearance could not be possessed by a human woman.
Thinking that he had already handed over his hands and thanked her profusely, Shi Meng felt guilty and blushed.
When the two of them were thanking each other in the corner, a green figure with fluttering clothes was walking slowly from the end of the corridor.
As he walked, his wide sleeves emitted bursts of woody fragrance, which slowly drifted into his dreamlike nose with the wind.
She suddenly raised her eyes and saw that he was alone, with no Yi Feng beside him. Her heart tightened, and a sense of ominousness suddenly emerged in her heart.
He walked quickly to Mu Zili and saw that his face was dull and the smile in his eyes quickly disappeared. He asked hurriedly: "Where is Yifeng? Why didn't I come back with you?"
Knowing that she would ask this question, Mu Zili was still stunned for a moment, a hint of apology appeared in his eyes, and he raised his sleeves to help her shoulders, "I'm sorry, Meng'er. I searched all over Yushan and there was no trace of Yifeng.
Maybe he's already on his way back." He deliberately concealed the fact that Que Hentian was seriously injured by Yifeng, so he didn't dare to look at her, for fear that she would get clues.
"What does it mean that there is no trace of him even though we searched up and down Jade Mountain? Didn't he go to Jade Mountain to look for medicine? Why didn't he leave any trace at all? Did he get lost? In the wrong direction?" Simeng felt that her mind was in chaos.
, holding Mu Zili's shirt tightly with both hands, and kept asking, "What should I do? Will he be captured by Cang Xuan?"
After hearing this, Mu Zili glanced at Luo Cheng, who was standing under the corner, and then dragged her towards the corridor. After making sure that there was no one around, he said in a deep and dreamy voice, "This is the human world, and Cangxuan will never do it."
Come take the risk. Meng'er, don't worry, even if he dies, I will never let him hurt Meng'er again..."
Xi Meng squatted under the railing with her head in her hands, pulling at her already messy hair, pouting and interrupting him, "Mu Mu, what we are talking about now is Yifeng's disappearance, okay? Can you figure out the situation?
?With such a simple temperament, he still wonders if he will be deceived by others when he is alone in the world? How can you not worry about me? His spiritual power is also very thin now. What if he encounters some powerful goblin and bullies him?
what to do?"
She was furious for a moment and yelled at him, completely ignoring the meaning of his words. It wasn't until they returned to their separation after all the vicissitudes of life in the world and he risked all his cultivation to fight Cang Xuan that she suddenly realized
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Just when Shi Meng was scolding Mu Zili for Yifeng's incident, a loud cry came from the room: "Grandpa! Grandpa..."