"Get up! What are you still standing there for?" Fengjiu walked up to him, took a look at him, and saw blood oozing from his forehead. She couldn't help but frowned and helped him up: "I'll bandage you." Then, she led him to the stall.
The crowd around who were watching the excitement dispersed as those people left. Some people who had originally thought there would be something exciting to watch saw that the young man in brocade clothes had a broken head and the other one looked like a beggar, so they didn't take the two men seriously.
At the stall, Fengjiu simply applied medicine to him and bandaged the wound, and then said: "If you can't beat him, just hide away. Fortunately, it's just a small wound. If it's deeper, it will be troublesome."
"It was all their tricks, otherwise how could I have fallen down?" Zhu Yue said angrily, "I will definitely tell my father about this when I get back."
Fengjiu rolled her eyes, poured herself a cup of tea and drank it. She watched the lady at the stall put the food on the table. Her eyes lit up: "I knew these snacks would taste good."
As he was talking, he had already started eating.
Over at the restaurant, the shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, but still asked the waiter to bring them a roasted suckling pig. Smelling the delicious aroma, the two of them couldn't help swallowing their saliva, picked up the food with chopsticks, and started eating it in big mouthfuls.
After eating at the stall, the two found an inn to take a bath and rest. In the guest room, Feng Jiu sat cross-legged and regulated her Qi. After practicing for a while, she took out the cotton-like Yuan Ling from the space.
“Chiu!”
When the little thing saw her, it leaned against her palm affectionately, letting her rub and pinch it while still staring at her with its clear eyes blinking.
Refining spirit
She thought about it, put the Yuan Ling back into the space, and then lay down on the bed. She had only heard of refining the spirit from the old woman, and had never heard of it anywhere else. How did she refine the spirit
He closed his eyes and pondered. When his consciousness touched the green lotus seed in his dantian, he was startled. He hadn't noticed it before, but now he realized that the life force seemed to be much weaker? Even the light was a little dimmer.
Just as she was thinking, she suddenly heard some movement on the roof, and she tilted her ear slightly to listen. It was the sound of footsteps, although very light, but she could still hear it with her Nascent Soul cultivation.
But seeing the sound passing over her roof and heading somewhere else, she didn't take it seriously. In this world, it would be strange if there was peace. As for things that had nothing to do with her, she would rather not care about them.
Thinking this, she continued to sleep. However, when a scream was heard, she frowned, jumped up and went out.
"Ah! Little beggar, save me!"
That was Zhu Yue's voice. Perhaps because he had eaten well and slept well, his voice sounded louder and more full of energy. However, his current situation was not very good. He was being carried out by two men in black and was about to leave on the roof.
"Don't catch me!"
"You have a lot of troubles." Fengjiu's voice appeared in the night. Looking at Zhu Yue who was held by two men in black, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart: It turns out that you can't just be a good person, it's all trouble!
And looking at the people in front of her, aren't they the same group from the evening? So she asked, "Why are you here again? Is this your master's order again?"