After thinking for a while, Yang Kun realized something was wrong: "No, didn't you say that you knew the snow elf? My friend and I searched everywhere, but we didn't see the snow elf. So how did the snow elf come to meet you? Could it be that only the snow elf knows the exit here?"
"How do you know?"
The little girl in the painting spoke impulsively, then quickly covered her mouth.
But it was too late. Yang Kun had already obtained the information he wanted, and then looked at the little girl with a smug look on his face.
The little girl realized that she had fallen into Yang Kun's trap, told him the truth, then turned away angrily and stopped looking at him.
"Brother Yang, have you already known the news about the Snow Elves? Then why..."
Qi Ming's words were interrupted by Yang Kun's gesture, and then he gathered Qian Xinxin and Qi Ming together and whispered: "I got the news about the snow elf from the mouth of this painting. From the mouth of this painting, I learned that the snow elf and it are good friends, and the snow elf will often come to it, so I guessed so. Not only because the snow elf is a good friend of this painting, but it is unwilling to tell the whereabouts of the snow elf, so I didn't tell this news."
"Then why don't we use this strange painting to lure out the snow elves, and then use the inner elixir to quickly heal Li Yue's body. Then we can quickly find the remaining herbs for Uncle Qi and return to the sect!"
Qi Ming put forward his own idea, but Qian Xinxin hesitated and raised an objection.
"But, if it's like this, isn't it too pitiful?"
Qian Xinxin looked at the sulking portrait with some reluctance, and then continued: "I know it's wrong for me to think this way, but isn't it too cruel to kill the only friend of this painting and take out the inner elixir just for Li Yue's health?"
"Then what about Li Yue's poison? What about Uncle Qi's illness?"
Qi Ming frowned and looked at Qian Xinxin, saying with some disapproval: "Xinxin, I know you are kind-hearted and therefore you can't bear it, but you were the one who promised to cure Li Yue before, and you felt sorry for Wang Damao so you helped cure Li Yue before, and now you feel sorry for this painting so you can't bear to kill its only friend. Xinxin, not everything can be achieved at the same time. When you decided to cure Li Yue's disease and decided to come to the snow mountain to find the snow elves, you should have thought about this problem. What does it matter if you can't bear it now? You were never so saintly before!"
"I'm sorry." Qian Xinxin lowered her head guiltily. She knew that what Qi Ming said was right. She was the one who volunteered to help Uncle Qi find medicinal herbs. She was the one who sympathized with Wang Damao and Li Yue and decided to help Li Yue detoxify. Now she sympathized with the little girl in the painting and couldn't bear to kill her only friend, the snow elf. Qi Ming was right. She was too saintly and shouldn't be so indecisive.
Qian Xinxin became so compassionate because she was shocked by the death of the shopkeeper and the farmer when she was looking for Xanthium sibiricum. She couldn't help but feel sorry for the death. Even though she knew it was wrong and shouldn't be like this, she couldn't help but want to plead for others.
"Okay Qi Ming, Xinxin might have been stimulated by the death of the shopkeeper and the herbal farmer at the foot of Nanzhou Mountain. You should know that she was not like this before."