Just as everyone fell into silence, there was another light sound coming from the side.
Song Yin silently picked up the bowl, quickly picked up the food and put it into his mouth, and the bowl of rice was empty in an instant.
"Senior Brother?" Zhang Feixuan asked doubtfully.
Song Yin put down his bowl quickly, pointed at their rice, and said, "Finish it."
The senior brother insisted, and the two of them didn't say anything. Zhang Feixuan put down his folding fan, picked up the bowl and started eating.
Wang Qizheng snorted coldly at the man, sat back in his seat, and swallowed the bowl of rice in just a few bites.
He was tall and strong with a big mouth. The bowl that could fill an ordinary person's hand was like a tea bowl in his hand and was certainly not enough for eating.
Although Zhang Feixuan looks elegant, he is not very greedy when it comes to eating. After all, he is a Qigong cultivator. When it comes to the amount of food a cultivator eats, it is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary mortals.
The wild vegetables tasted bad and the offal had a fishy smell, but at this moment, my senior brother was giving orders with a sullen face, so we had to swallow them no matter how bad they tasted.
At least it’s better than the wild vegetable dumplings we had at the mountain gate before, at least there’s oil in it.
There were fewer and fewer dishes on the table. Just as Wang Qi picked up the last dish on the plate and put it into his mouth, he suddenly felt the air around him become heavier, and a sound like a sword being unsheathed rang out.
Song Yin's eyes were shining at this time, and he happened to be facing Wang Qizhen. He was so scared that he didn't dare to chew, and immediately kicked away the chair and knelt on the ground.
"Brother, I didn't mean to do that. I just ate it because I wanted to have the last bite!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yin's gaze shifted to the family of three.
There are three people in the family. The husband and wife are perfect people. Their breath and soul are still there. Like his junior fellow apprentice brother Sun Jiubei, they have not been absorbed by the evil way.
But the little girl was different. She was surrounded by a strange aura that was hard to describe and had a faint golden hue.
That was not the aura of evil spirits. Song Yin did not feel the breath of monsters or demons. This golden aura connected her parents, and there was a golden line above her head, guiding her to the west.
There seemed to be something in her body that kept flowing into the golden thread, passing through the golden thread and being transmitted to the west.
West
Song Yin stood up, walked towards the family of three, and went straight to the little girl.
His sudden approach made the woman subconsciously hug the little girl tighter and look straight at Song Yin.
Song Yin just stretched out his hand, his fingers were covered by white flames, and he picked up the golden thread on the girl's head. With a rub of two fingers, the golden thread was torn off.
As the golden thread was torn off, the little girl's eyes turned blurry and she collapsed into the woman's arms and fainted.
"Daughter! Daughter!"
The woman shook the girl's body, her face showing panic. She took a trembling breath, and then let out a sigh of relief.
I am dizzy.
At this time, she looked at Song Yin, who was looking mysterious, and stammered, "You, you are..."
Song Yin's clothes suddenly changed. His crown turned into a dragon bone crown, his robe turned into a dark yellow dragon cloak, and his clothes turned into white dragon Taoist robes. He looked like an immortal and chivalrous man.
"I am Song Yin from the Golden Immortal Sect. Now that my merits have been fulfilled, your daughter will be safe from now on. You can live your life without any worries!"
This sudden change made the woman stunned, while the man who was sitting there mumbling like crazy was even more excited, "Is it an immortal? Is the immortal here to enlighten me? Is my daughter saved? Is my daughter healed now?"
"We are not immortals, but just Qi-refining practitioners. We will not enlighten you, make you rich, extend your life, or even make you immortal. The only thing we can tell you is that as long as you don't steal or break the law and have a clear conscience, that is a great merit!"
"As for those who are beyond human range."
Song Yin said loudly: "That's what we have to deal with!"
As he said that, he turned around and walked out, "Second Junior Brother, pay."
“Hey.”
Zhang Feixuan responded, took out some silver and copper coins from his belt, and asked the two men, "How much?"
But the two of them just stared at Song Yin's back in a daze, obviously not hearing anything.
"Usually, a meal at an ordinary restaurant costs only twenty cents. Just right."
Zhang Feixuan shook his head, counted the copper coins in his hand, put a handful on the table, and followed Song Yin out.
"Don't go hungry next time. Being hungry is the most painful thing. Fortunately, you met me, Senior Brother. If it were someone else, I would rather let you die of hunger than let you die of hunger."
Wang Qizheng looked at them, shook his head, and walked out the door.
“This money.”
After they all went out and disappeared, the woman finally reacted. She looked at her daughter in panic at first, and then found that her breathing was still steady and there was no sign of death. She immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
I collected the money before, and just as I received the money, my daughter almost died.
She looked out the door and muttered to herself, "It's too much. Ten cents would be enough."
"Thank you, great immortal! Thank you, great immortal!"
The man suddenly kowtowed violently towards the door. He didn't care even if he bled, but tears kept flowing from his eyes.
…
After leaving the food shop, Song Yin walked straight to the west of the city.
Zhang Feixuan followed behind and couldn't help asking, "Brother, is this Mingtang Temple an evil sect?"
"have no idea."
Song Yin said in a deep voice: "I see that this city is indeed well-organized, and not everyone is seeking that merit, they are all doing it voluntarily."
The hundred people guarding the city are all perfect people. He had opened his Dharma eyes when he entered the city before, but he did not see any defects in their bodies. They are different from the mortals they are protecting under the Pingding Mountain.
Not all people don't charge money. There are so many shops on the main street that charge money.
But the golden thread on the girl's head could not be wrong. If the thread was cut off, the girl would return to normal.
The golden thread is real, but the kindness of the people in the city is also real.
This made Song Yin a little confused.
"Not sure, then I'll see clearly and go to Mingtang Temple!"
He was getting faster and faster, and at the end he stepped forward, a yellow wind blew up from under his feet, and he turned into an afterimage and headed straight for the west of the city.
The two of them were left staring at each other.
Thinking about what Song Yin had just said, Wang Qi stared with his eyes wide open, feeling a chill in his chest, "Oh my god! Senior Brother can't even see clearly, what kind of evil is that?"
"They are stationed in the human world, that is the right way, we are the evil way."
Zhang Feixuan corrected Wang Qizhen's words, but also pondered: "Senior brother can't see clearly, which means that these mortals are perfect people. The sect that can raise perfect people must have a way."
They were a small family and usually avoided those righteous people when they walked among the people. But now they suddenly saw a powerful sect. Logically, they should leave the city and avoid them.
But now the brothers have passed away
"It feels dangerous, be careful, or you will die." Zhang Feixuan said.
"Huh? Are you saying that senior brother will die?" Wang Qizhen asked.
"No, I mean"
Zhang Feixuan waved his folding fan and fanned it, revealing a confident smile: "We will die."
Wang Qizheng: “…”
What are you so confident about
Do you even need to say such nonsense
With their fighting power, they can't even defeat their fellow sects from small families in the Xumi Meridian, let alone the sects that have taken root in the human world!
Because I didn't have any drafts saved and the update was a bit late, I was unable to update during the day and it was after midnight before I finished the third update.
I'll try to put it during the day, and also ask for monthly votes!