"Well, do you want to send someone to send a letter to Lu Zhenren in Bixia Villa?"
After all, although Master Lu's eagerness is a bit weird, he still wants to help. If he can make a good medicine to restrain and cure this poison, if someone is poisoned in the future, it will save another life, right
The next day, Master Lu came over in person.
She is completely different from Zhou Pinzhi, although her dress is similar, they both wear a belt inlaid with green jade, which seems to be the symbol of Bixia Villa. Xiaodong asked the elder brother in a low voice, and only then did he know the reason for the belt. Bixia Villa is built in the middle of the mountain, and it is foggy and rainy here, and more than half of the year is covered with rainy weather. The haze is like a wisp, and it circles the mountain for a week like a jasper belt. So this villa is called Bixia Villa, and the green belt is also their symbol.
Fortunately, this green belt has no other meaning, if everyone gets a green hat...
Lu Zhenren looked thin and serious, with a bitter medicinal fragrance on his body, his hair was pulled up in a bun, and the hairpin he inserted... seemed to be a bit short no matter how he looked at it.
He thought he had read it wrong, and when he looked carefully, it was true, it was broken, and the stubble was obvious.
In the past few days, Daoist Zhou organized himself so neatly, he was particular about his clothes and jewelry.
In contrast, except for a green belt, Master Lu has nothing in common with his fellow apprentices.
She came and didn't go into the hall to drink tea, gossiping, and said straight to the point: "Where is that disciple who was poisoned by Gu?"
This temper... well, Xiaodong inexplicably thinks that her unsophisticated temper might fit well with Ji Zhenren.
Zhenren Lu came this time, and a day later sent another bottle of medicine, which she delivered personally, and watched as someone swallowed it for Zhai Wenhui.
Everyone on Huiliu Mountain had high hopes for this medicine.
But after feeding this medicine, Zhai Wenhui did not improve.
It didn't get any worse, but it didn't get any better either.
His whole body, except for the eyeballs, was still unable to move, and he didn't even feel a little bit.
After Lu Zhenren tried these two times, he frankly told Li Fulin that she was helpless. The source of this Gu poison could not be found out, and she could not prepare the medicine that could cure Zhai Wenhui.
Li Fulin's expression was gloomy, he forced himself to thank Master Lu, and personally sent her out.
Bixia Villa has no choice, who else can we ask to treat Zhai Wenhui's poison
Mo Chen knew that Master felt uncomfortable.
But as the head of a sect, he can't be weak, can't complain, he is the sky above his disciples.
But even in this day, there are times when you are tired and sad.
Jiang Fan came out with tea, just in time to meet the elder brother coming out.
Looking at the expression on the elder brother's face, he knew that the master must be feeling uncomfortable right now.
He hesitated.
From where he stood, he could see Master's back. He was just sitting in front of the table, the window was open, and the wind blew the pile of pressed paper pages on the table to open and close, making a crackling sound.
Is it inappropriate for him to go in now
After such a hesitation, he suddenly lightened his hand. Ji Zhenren didn't know when he came over and took the tea tray from his hand.
"You go out."
Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, Ji Zhenzhen had already stepped into the door.
Master is afraid that he wants to be alone at this moment, but Ji Zhenren just wants to go in at this moment, which may not be suitable.
But the elder brother didn't say anything, Jiang Fan has always been the only elder brother to follow. Since the elder brother didn't stop him, he had nothing to say.
Ji Zheng poured the tea into a cup, gave Li Fulin a cup, took a cup himself, and sat on another chair.
Li Fulin didn't know where his mind was at the moment, and he drank the tea as soon as he picked it up, and he didn't feel it was hot. After he finished drinking, Ji Zheng refilled it for him, just like this one cup after another, the whole pot of tea went into his stomach.
There was no more water in the jug, so naturally there was no way to pour it into the cup. When Li Fulin picked up the cup and drank again, it emptied.
He looked at the empty glass, and then slowly came to his senses.
Ji Zheng took down the empty cup from his hand.
"I still remember when was the last time I saw you showing such an expression."
Li Fulin looked at her.
Ji Zheng said leisurely: "That's when the old master of the Danyang Immortal Sect died, right?"
If she didn't mention it, Li Fulin would have almost forgotten it.
No, it's not that I forgot.
It was he who sealed up those past events, just like people would put some important things that are not usually used in a box, and put a lock on it.
Master, master ancestors, senior brothers... Those memories are brought out from the bottom of my heart, those faces have not faded because of the passage of wind and moon, they are still as fresh as yesterday. The master has a kind but often sad face, the master has a long white beard, and his figure is not angry and majestic, and the brothers are sitting on the Tianqi platform of Danyang Peak when the sun is rising and meditating. situation…
He will never forget how he felt when he heard that the division was destroyed.
What did Ji Zheng just say
Say he looks the same now as he did back then
Li Fulin didn't know if his state of mind was the same as that time.
"My master is long gone."
Li Fulin turned his head - it was the first time he had heard Ji Zheng mention his school.
Ji Zheng was born in a small sect in the Western Regions, which is located in the Gobi, and not many people in the Central Plains know about it. And from the first time he met Ji Zheng, she was alone, with no relatives or reasons. Although Li Fulin hadn't explored her life experience, it would not be a happy thing to think about it.
"Our sect has always had a small population. The sect's rule is that we can only accept one apprentice, and it is impossible to accept a second one, unless this one dies."
Such a strange door rule...
No wonder there are so few people who know her school name, so some people always feel that she has no clear connection with the people of Yinyue Demon City.
"Shortly after my master accepted me as a disciple, I was injured in a fight with others. She passed away when I was eleven years old. Since then, I have been wandering around alone."
Alone at the age of eleven, with no one to rely on...
She said it lightly, but Mo Chen knew very well that there were so many demon cultivators in the Western Regions, and how many brutal fights an eleven-year-old child would have to go through if he wanted to survive and develop such abilities.
No wonder she was always quicker with her hands than her mouth, and she was always so solemn and murderous.
"I used to hear people say that the Central Plains is very good. There are many lakes and rivers, countless famous mountains and rivers, green trees, red flowers, and many, many people..." Ji Zheng glanced at him: " In fact, before you, I have met more than a group of people from the Central Plains, they all have a lot of heart and eyes, and everyone is duplicity."
"But you are different, you are a nice person." Ji Zheng said, "It's really nice."
Li Fulin didn't know how many compliments that sound better than this.
Just like what Ji Zheng said, most of the people around him have a lot of minds, duplicity, and all of them are self-taught without a teacher. They have one set after another when they flatter others. People boast so much that they forget their last name.
But those words were not as sincere as what Ji Zheng said today.
"Don't be too sad about your apprentice."
Ji Zheng also had an impression of the disciple who was poisoned by Gu, and knew that Li Fulin planned to accept him as his personal disciple. Now that he is like a living dead, Li Fulin's heart is too soft, he is a kind person, even if a stranger he doesn't know suffers from this disaster, he will definitely feel sad, let alone his valued disciple.
"A person's life is very long, and what will happen in the future is uncertain. When my master died, I also thought about whether I could survive? But then I didn't have the time to think about it. Others wanted to kill me , I will resist desperately. Looking for water and food everywhere with a hungry stomach. Sometimes I can find it, sometimes I can’t find it. Others said they couldn't go out, but I thought, I want to see you again, I must go out."
Li Fulin listened to her clumsy explanation: "Your apprentice should have his encounter in the future, he won't be like this forever."
Li Fulin nodded seriously towards her.
"you're right."
Life is still very long, if you can't find a good way to cure poison and heal your wounds today, it doesn't mean you won't find it in the future. As long as people are alive, there is hope.
He still has a group of apprentices to take care of, but he has no time to shut himself in the house and feel sad.
"Let you see a joke."
Li Fulin felt that he had never been complacent in front of Ji Zheng.
Others always go to higher places, how about him? When I met Ji Zheng back then, he was a disciple of the No. 1 sect, and some people thought he would be the future head of the Danyang Immortal Sect, full of vigor and pride. But after meeting her, the teacher's school was destroyed, and he was downcast, always making a fool of himself in front of her, at a loss...
When they met again after many years, he became the head of a small sect, that's all, but since she appeared, he was unlucky all the way, and the disciples abandoned him one after another seeing that he had no future, and went back to Liushan. If there is a big problem, he can only abandon the sect and live elsewhere. Now the disciples are still dead and crippled...
I don't know what Ji Zheng thinks of him in his heart.
Eighty percent of them think this person is particularly incompetent and worthless, right
Li Fulin thought to himself, in this life, he probably has nothing to do with words like great ambition, brilliance and prowess.
Mo Chen sent Zhai Wenhui's daily oral medicine, and by the way, gave him acupuncture for conditioning. Linglong stood by, she also had her own share of medicine to take. The medicine juice and pills add up to a lot. She raised her head and poured the whole bowl of medicine into her mouth, as if she didn't feel bitter at all.
Mo Chen also used his own true energy to help Zhai Wenhui recuperate when performing acupuncture, his forehead was sweating after this set of kung fu.
Linglong was helping him pack the needle box, and suddenly said: "Eldest brother has been bothering you for the past few days."
"Okay, why don't you just talk about this with me? Don't just take care of him and ignore your own injuries."
"I know it."
When Mo Chen packed up his things and went out, Linglong delivered them to the door.
"Eldest brother, thank you very much."
"It's cold outside, go in quickly."
That's what I said, but until Mo Chen left the hospital, Linglong stood motionless by the door and watched him off.
Mo Chen waved his hand at her, seeing her go into the room, he felt relieved. (to be continued)