Before leaving, Feng Cang asked about Song Yizhi's physical condition.
When he arrived, he saw that his daughter didn't look well, she must have been hurt.
Song Yizhi said briefly.
Seeing Feng Canlin getting impatient, Song Yizhi quickly comforted his old father.
After Feng Canlin left with Chi Ye, Song Yizhi raised his hand to wipe the non-existent cold sweat on his forehead and sat down on the stool.
"Song Yizhi, are you awake?" Wei Ling's voice sounded outside the door.
Song Yizhi responded, she stood up and walked outside.
After walking around the screen, Song Yizhi looked at Wei Ling at the door and said warmly, "What's wrong?"
Wei Ling's shoulders slumped, "Young Master Lan is here."
Seeing Wei Ling like this, Song Yizhi raised his hand and patted her shoulder, "What are you doing looking like this?"
"I'm tired!" Wei Ling looked at Song Yizhi resentfully, "Do you know how many things Young Master Lan sent someone to deliver?!"
She put those things away all by herself, and half of her life was lost!
In short, after this experience, she will definitely keep simplicity in her cave in the future!
"Uh..." Song Yizhi looked at Wei Ling's resentful look and whispered, "Is it a lot?"
Wei Ling glared at Song Yizhi, "A lot!"
Song Yizhi raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, feeling slightly guilty.
Bei Xianyue and the others were in the slums, Lu and Li were inquiring for information, and the only one who was at home was catching up on his sleep. It was really hard for Wei Ling.
Wei Ling asked Song Yizhi as he walked to the main hall, "Why did he give you so many things for no reason?"
"Repay the favor?" Song Yizhi said.
Wei Ling rolled his eyes very gracefully, "Why are you going to a grave to burn blank paper to fool ghosts?"
"Don't ask for anything else?" Song Yizhi said.
Rather than repaying his kindness, Wei Ling still preferred to believe that Young Master Lan had other desires.
"I won't go there, so be careful." After saying that, Wei Ling turned around and left.
There was still a lot of unfinished things piled up in the back. She had to finish them quickly and then lie down to rest!
Song Yizhi looked at the furious Wei Ling and slowly walked towards the main hall.
When she arrived at the main hall, she saw Lan Minjun sitting there with his eyes closed and meditating.
Uncle Qu, who was behind Lan Minjun, nodded towards Song Yizhi.
Song Yizhi nodded slightly in return.
"Miss Song." Lan Minjun nodded and said warmly.
Song Yizhi sat down, nodded in return and asked, "Master Lan, what's the matter with you?"
"There is new news. Can Miss Song go with Lan?" Lan Minjun said warmly.
Song Yizhi thought for a moment, then nodded.
Lan Minjun stood up and raised his hand in salute.
Song Yizhi took out a communication talisman and left a message for Wei Ling, and then left with Lan Minjun.
slum.
When Lan Minjun brought Song Yizhi over, he happened to encounter Bei Xianyue and others distributing potions.
People who were getting medicine saw Song Yizhi and greeted her enthusiastically.
Song Yizhi responded one by one with a smile.
After watching Song Yizhi greet these people, Bei Xianyue waved her hand, "Have you had enough sleep?"
Song Yizhi nodded, "Young Master Lan brought me here for something."
Bei Xianyue responded and then continued busy.
Lan Minjun glanced at Song Yizhi and led her around the group of people and walked inside.
"Miss Song solved the situation here?" Lan Minjun bent down to avoid the wooden pole, and then continued walking inside.
Song Yizhi said, "No, it's Ye Chao."
Night morning?
Thinking of the monk with a cold face and a compassionate heart, Lan Minjun chuckled.
Compared with these compassionate monks, he seems cold and ruthless.
After walking around the cramped place for a while, Lan Minjun stopped at the entrance of an alley and said, "We're here."
When Song Yizhi looked in and saw the body huddled in the corner, his eyes stirred a little.
Isn't this where they met the child yesterday?
If you don't see him for a day, the child will die?
Lan Minjun looked at the corpse, with a hint of regret in his gentle voice, "This half-demon is a part of the demon lord's consciousness. When Uncle Qu found it, the body had already cooled down. That part of his consciousness should be returned to the body."
It’s in place.”
Demon Lord?
Song Yizhi stepped on the uneven dirt road and walked in. She bent down slightly and saw the child staring straight ahead with his eyes wide open.
Lan Minjun didn't dislike this dirty place. He walked in gracefully, looked at the blood-red eye, and sighed slightly.
Song Yizhi caught a glimpse of the porcelain bottle held tightly in the child's hand, stayed for a moment and then looked away.
She straightened up and looked at Lan Minjun beside her, "Does Young Master Lan know this kind of news?"
Lan Minjun nodded slightly.
"Miss Song, there is a saying that is to prepare for a rainy day." Lan Minjun said gently, "Only if you know yourself and the enemy can you survive a hundred battles."
Song Yizhi looked at the gentle and elegant man, folding his arms, "Young Master Lan has exposed so many... trump cards in front of me, what are you trying to do?"
Although this is not Lan Minjun's trump card, it is not a wise move to expose his information network in front of him.
What on earth is Lan Minjun planning for by doing this?
Song Yizhi couldn't understand what Lan Minjun was going to do.
Faced with Song Yizhi's question, Lan Minjun smiled brightly and said, "If I say I have no plans, Miss Song will definitely not believe me."
Song Yizhi nodded.
People like him who play with people's hearts through applause have no agenda? Who believes this?
"I want to tell the Changqiu Sect through Miss Song's mouth." Lan Minjun's eyes fell on the corpse, "The new demon lord is a big threat to the world of immortal cultivation."
Song Yizhi fell silent.
With this excuse, is he trying to fool someone?
"I think the Changqiu Sect already knows." Song Yizhi raised his hand, "Young Master Lan mainly doesn't give a reasonable reason. I don't dare to go with Young Master Lan anymore."
Lan Minjun looked at Song Yizhi, who had a calm expression, and silently cursed in his heart that he was difficult to deal with.
"The ancestor of the Lan family left a message that there will be a disaster in the world of immortality in the future..." Lan Minjun saw Song Yizhi raising his hands to cover his ears, and he suddenly burst into laughter, "Miss Song, are you hiding your ears and stealing your bell?"
Song Yizhi blinked, "Ah? What did you say?"
She heard nothing!
Lan Minjun smiled helplessly.
In his lifetime, he really saw what it means to hide one's ears and steal the bell.
"Miss Song is kind to us brothers and sisters. Now that Miss Song is ranked first on the bounty list, I will feel uneasy if I don't tell Miss Song these things and let her prepare early." Lan Minjun said softly.
Song Yizhi took back his hand and put it on his arm.
What Lan Minjun said is reasonable.
If he hadn't warned me in advance, I wouldn't have become vigilant, and maybe I would have been tricked yesterday.
"I accept this reason." Song Yizhi shrugged, "Also, thank you."
Lan Minjun laughed.
"Miss Song is young, and the devil's methods are all-pervasive. I brought Miss Song here to make her more cautious in the future." Lan Minjun said warmly, "It's just a pity..." I didn't take a step in advance, otherwise I would get a share of the devil.
Divine consciousness is a good thing for them.
Young Miss Song nodded without retorting, "I know."
Lan Minjun glanced at the corpse, turned around and prepared to leave.
Song Yizhi's eyes moved, he thought for a moment and then spoke, "Let this child rest in peace."
Lan Minjun turned to look at Song Yizhi, his beautiful eyes filled with surprise.
Song Yizhi shrugged, "At his age, he doesn't know anything. Those who don't know are not guilty. Besides, he will die, so let's just think of it as a way to accumulate some evil virtue."