"Uh... unexpectedly... actually missed?"
The Senior Sister Li Su in Jingxin Nunnery has not noticed the state of Ling Yun and Zhuang Meifeng at this moment, she is trapped in a circle, because she did not beat out the young man who stumbled.
"How can this be?!"
Li Su was shocked, and even began to wonder if she was slow to react.
Of course she didn't miss it, it's just that the pitiful hand she gave didn't have any effect on Ling Yun.
"ah… "
Suddenly, five or six screams and exclamations of extremely high decibels sounded from her ears, it was deafening and resounded through the sky!
Most of the little nuns in Jingxin Nunnery grew up in Jingxin Nunnery. Have they ever seen such a terrifying scene
"What's the matter!… "
Senior Sister Li Su turned her head when she heard the sound, and immediately saw that Ling Yun was in Junior Sister Li Chen's arms, and the place where his two hands were grasping... It was impossible to look directly at!
"You! You apprentice!"
Zhuang Meifeng was caught off guard, never dreaming that this young man who stumbled and fell from above actually ran into her arms, and his big hands actually grabbed her...
Moreover, he grasped firmly and with great force, as if a drowning person grasped at a life-saving straw and refused to let go.
For the past six months, Zhuang Meifeng has been in the Jingxin Nunnery, and even when she usually takes a bath, she chooses to take a bath alone when no one is around. Now she suddenly comes into contact with a man, and feels the strong breath of the other person, almost losing her mind .
"roll!"
Embarrassed and angry, Zhuang Meifeng couldn't care about anything else, she let out her innate aura, her arm suddenly exerted force, and she shook outwards!
"Boom!"
This time, the young man couldn't take it anymore, and was thrown more than ten meters away by Zhuang Meifeng, and fell into the stream next to him with a bang, causing countless splashes.
"Ouch!"
The boy fell on his back and fell down in a large font in the middle of the stream, and his head was hit hard on a rock, and he fell into a coma immediately.
"Well, it's still the same feeling, it's still the same taste..."
Ling Yun pretended to be in a coma, but in his heart he was reminiscing about the feeling of fullness between his palms and fingers just now, and his heart was filled with joy.
"broken!"
"Oh, Junior Sister Lichen, that guy seems to have been beaten to death by you..."
"He's a mortal, he doesn't know martial arts... The master said that we monks should be compassionate, sweep the floor without hurting the lives of ants, and cherish moths..."
"Li Xiu, shut up!"
Senior sister Li Su finally recovered from the shock. She heard her junior sister babbling nonsense, and said angrily, "Just because he treated Junior Sister Li Chen just now... that way, a hundred times of death is enough. What is so merciful?!"
Li Xiu groaned, not daring to speak, but murmured softly: "But did he also have no intention of falling from such a high place..."
"Huh, look at each of you, you are still a cultivator, and you will be scared to death when you encounter a little thing!"
Li Su was reprimanding everyone, she snorted coldly: "He's not dead yet!"
"Huh? Not dead yet?"
Little Junior Sister Lixiu's eyes lit up immediately, and she immediately ran over to check it out, and after verifying it, she immediately felt relieved: "Phew... he's still breathing, he's really not dead, he's just passed out.”
"It's fine if you don't die. Hmph, you idiot, this section of the mountain road is the steepest, and you dare to rush down the mountain. You are looking for death... Let's go and continue up the mountain."
At this moment Li Su is still resenting the palm she missed, feeling inexplicable, and there is an unknown anger in her heart.
"ah?"
Li Xiu was dumbfounded, and couldn't bear it: "We don't care about him anymore? But, if he passed out in the water, if, if the water flowed up for a while, he would be drowned..."
"Hmph, such an idiot deserves to be drowned!"
Li Su didn't care about Ling Yun's life at all, her good interest in admiring the mountain scenery was completely destroyed by the other party, she was so angry that she just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.
The senior sister and junior junior sister were busy arguing, but they didn't notice that Zhuang Meifeng had already come to the side of the stream, and was looking down at the unconscious boy in the water.
After shaking the young man away, Zhuang Meifeng used the Pure Heart Art to restore her state of mind almost instantly, and then began to regret in her heart.
She has just reached the peak of the sixth level of innateness, and she is not yet able to control her strength with ease. Just now, when she attacked out of embarrassment, she must have hit hard.
When she remembered that half a year ago, she must be the same as the young man in front of her, the mortal that Senior Sister Li Su said, and she couldn't move.
Junior Sister Li Xiu is right, this boy fell from a high place, once he falls, he will roll down the steep stone steps, at least he will be seriously injured, if he happens to be blocked by himself, then he will die dead catch
Master taught that the body is just a skin, and monks should be compassionate. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda!
However, while Zhuang Meifeng was thinking about these things, she was also looking at the comatose young man. Inexplicably, she felt a special feeling in her heart.
I can't tell, the way is unknown, it feels very strange, but it just happens to make her unable to move.
"We must save him!"
It has nothing to do with anything, it seems that instinct is giving her instructions.
Then, the other seven disciples of Jingxin Nunnery watched Zhuang Meifeng step into the stream with dumbfounded eyes. Regardless of the wetness of the Taoist robe, they bent down and picked up the young man from the water.
"Fuck you Madh Wangqing Jingxin Pill! What kind of rubbish pill, dare to boast about Wangqing Jingxin?"
Ling Yun lay in bed for a long time, waiting for this moment, after feeling that she was held in Zhuang Meifeng's arms again, forget about the dark feeling.
But in just a few seconds, Ling Yun was placed on the ground again before the curse was over.
"Elder Sister, I hurt someone unintentionally, we can't leave here, at least we have to wake him up, otherwise how can we be called martial arts decent?"
Zhuang Meifeng stood up straight and said to Li Su calmly.
"Well, what Junior Sister Li Chen said makes sense." Li Su saw that Zhuang Meifeng was determined, so she couldn't refute it.
A group of nuns gathered around and looked down at the soaked and unconscious Ling Yun, but none of them could do anything.
"Senior sisters, this... this person is unconscious, and the water in the stream is so cold that he can't wake him up. How can we save him?"
Li Xiu was standing very close to the front, watching most carefully. She looked at it for a long time, and found that the young man was actually very handsome, with a perfect figure, and blushed for no reason.
Among the eight disciples of Jingxin Nunnery, Li Su is the oldest at thirty-five years old, and Li Xiu is the youngest at seventeen years old. At the same time, she is the lowest in realm, and Jingxin Jue is still far from Xiaocheng. It was inevitable for such a handsome boy to be attracted.
After all, everyone has a desire for beauty, including ancient martial arts masters and cultivators. It is impossible that the more you practice, the more you like ugly and disgusting things. It is purely faulty.
"The Purifying Heart Jue we cultivated is useless to him, we can only use ordinary people's methods, Li Xiu, you are among the people who pinch him."
Li Su was a monk halfway through, and she knew the world very well, so she said it directly.
"oh… "
Li Xiu agreed, and was about to squat down when she heard Zhuang Meifeng say, "Let me come, my family is in medicine, and I know a little about curing diseases and saving lives..."
While speaking, Zhuang Meifeng had already squatted down, stretched out a spring onion finger, and went to pinch Ling Yun's people.
Who knows how to pinch people, Zhuang Meifeng's reason is too far-fetched, but for some reason, she is very repulsive when others want to touch Ling Yun's body.
"kindness… "
Half a minute later, Ling Yun finally woke up leisurely - Zhuang Meifeng was right in front of him, he couldn't bear to close his eyes any longer.
"Uh... what's going on? Who are you? Am I in a nunnery? Oh, my head hurts, who am I?! What is this place? Why can't I remember anything?"
Ling Yun slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were blank at first, then he put his head in his hands, and asked nonsense for a while.
"Hey... Brother Yun is really slippery with amnesia... How shameless!"
On the top of the mountain, Mo Wudao, who was watching all this with his spiritual sense, couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't help raising his hand to stroke his forehead.
Halfway up the mountain, all the disciples of Jingxin Nunnery were dumbfounded when they heard what Ling Yun said. The other party knocked his head and lost his memory!
And they don't even know who they are, what can they do
I only heard Zhuang Meifeng say: "Little... little brother, you fell down just now, we are tourists to Tianmen Mountain, how do you feel now? Can you stand up again if you try?"
Ling Yun groaned and struggled, trying to stand up, but in the end he just straightened up. He sat on the ground, dripping wet, and continued to make painful gestures: "My whole body hurts, and I can't stand up for a while... Tianmen Mountain? Tianmen Mountain Where is it? How am I here? Who am I?"
Ling Yun's eyes showed panic, as if he had completely lost his memory of the fall just now.
This made Zhuang Meifeng blame herself even more: "Little brother, don't be afraid, you were just... fell by me just now, maybe you can rest for a while..."
"Ah! It's you!"
Ling Yun suddenly hugged Zhuang Meifeng's legs: "You said you fell me, you have to see a doctor, cure me, and send me home!"
Goal achieved!
Ling Yun was secretly happy in his heart, as long as he admits that you dropped me, the dog-skin plaster of my husband is considered to be stuck.
"Calm down!"
Zhuang Meifeng was caught off guard, and Ling Yun hugged her legs again. She immediately felt uncomfortable, but this time, she really couldn't make a move to throw the other party out, so she could only endure it.
"Don't worry, we won't leave you alone, but you have to rest first, and then see if you can remember something, such as your name and where your home is, so we can send you back."
"By the way, do you have a mobile phone, or ID or something?"
Zhuang Meifeng comforted Ling Yun first, then suddenly remembered that as long as the other party has a mobile phone or ID card, he can immediately know his identity.
It's just that Ling Yun has already thought of everything she can think of, except for this suit of clothes, all his other things have already been thrown into Taixu's ring.
"I'll look for it... uh, no."
(end of this chapter)