This was the first time that Lingchu used the detection technique on a mortal, and the scene in front of her felt very magical.
When using the probing technique on a monk, one can judge the level of the monk's cultivation by looking at the fluctuations of spiritual energy around his body. As for mortals, in Lingchu's eyes, mortals without spiritual power fluctuations are like lights.
Some are bright, some are dim.
Lingchu looked at the ruins of the teahouse in front of him and saw that there were dozens of qi machines.
Why are there so many people?
"There are many people in your teahouse today?" Lingchu was not sure if he had seen it wrong, or if the teahouse was really full today?
The younger brother, who was grabbed by Lingchu, had dull eyes, his whole body was shaking, and he couldn't speak at all.
"Little... little fairy," a middle-aged man dressed as a wealthy businessman next to him came up tremblingly and said in a flattering manner, "Today there is a new play in the teahouse, and the upstairs and downstairs are packed with people. Don't say anything. There have to be hundreds of people.”
Hundreds of people? !
Lingchu took a breath. When the earthquake occurred, so many people gathered together, it was simply another disaster. Even if only half of the teahouse collapsed, there were still fifty or sixty people inside.
With luck, half of the fifty or sixty people escaped, and there were nearly thirty people left.
I'm just afraid that with so many people escaping, it's impossible to say that some of them died not in the earthquake, but in the stampede.
Lingchu quickly counted and found that in the half of the collapsed teahouse, those who still had qi were only in their early twenties, and there were a few qi that were even beginning to appear.
not good!
Without any time to think, Lingchu wrapped around a collapsed column with a winding technique. He raised his wrist lightly, and the green vines as thick as his thigh pulled the column away, revealing a small space underneath.
The space underneath was very small, even a child could not fit in it, but inside there was a woman in silk clothes, with her back facing upwards, her back hunched over, and her legs pressed by a beam.
She had been pressing her back against the column just now. Even if the column on her back was moved, the woman's back was still arched and motionless.
"This...this seems to be Mrs. Zhu. Is she still alive? Her husband is the richest man in Taoyuan City." The wealthy businessman who had recovered did not leave immediately, but followed Lingchu closely.
He has traveled around for many years and has gained a lot of experience. He knows that there is a kind of person in this world called a cultivator.
They can soar into the clouds, control the wind and rain, and move mountains and seas with just a single movement of their hands. Although they are not true gods, they are still existences that are beyond the reach of mortals.
The most important thing is that cultivators, I heard, can live a hundred years, and some can live forever.
He suspected that the little girl in front of him was a cultivator.
I don’t dare to seek immortality, but maybe I can seek an elixir to prolong my life.
"She is already dead." The energy in this woman's body has almost completely dissipated, which means that she has been dead for a long time.
The wealthy businessman had a lot of money. He bowed his waist and asked, "Then what are you still looking at?"
Yes, since Lingchu removed the pillar and found that the woman's anger had almost dissipated, he continued to save people without stopping, but his eyes kept looking at the woman.
Lingchu frowned slightly, wondering why there was still a weak qi looming in this woman's body, even though most of her qi had dissipated.
Where is the belly?
"You know Mrs. Zhu, is she pregnant?" Lingchu turned around and asked Qian Duojin.
Qian Duojin was stunned, rubbed his hands and recalled, "I haven't heard about it. I only heard that Mrs. Zhu has a two or three-year-old daughter, who is the only daughter of the richest man."
Two or three years old?
Lingchu suddenly appeared next to Madam Zhu's stiff body, stretched out his hand and pushed Madam Zhu open.
After the monk tempers his body, his own strength will be much greater. Although Lingchu is still young, his strength is not inferior to that of an adult.
Sure enough, when Mrs. Zhu's body was opened, there was a small figure curled up underneath.
Even though she was dead, Mrs. Zhu still maintained her hunched posture just to protect her daughter beneath her.
This is the most primitive instinct and obsession of a mother.
Qian Duojin, who was helping Lingchu, was stunned again. No one expected that Mrs. Zhu was actually protecting the child.
There was no need for Lingchu to say anything. Qian Duojin took the child out from under him with a solemn expression, and held it sideways with great care and gentleness.
The weak energy Lingchu felt belonged to this little girl.
The pink jacket worn by the little girl was covered with dust, and the vivid emerald birds on it were also dusty, just like the gray face of the little girl.
"Little fairy, please save the child, please." For the first time, Qian Duojin's face no longer had a flattering smile, but was solemn and uneasy.
When he was young, his family was poor and his father was a gambler. His mother worked during the day and helped wash people's clothes by moonlight at night. She didn't dare to take a break even in the cold weather. She had to pay off gambling debts outside and there were still children to feed at home. Don't dare to stop either.
Later, Qian Duojin was able to make money, and even people from all over the country called him Master Qian, but his mother died early before she could even enjoy the blessing.
Since I feel sorry for the child, I feel the same way.
For the first time, Lingchu had a change of heart towards this wealthy businessman who had been trying to please him.
She didn't know what the wealthy businessman was asking for, but her sympathy and sadness at this moment were real.
"unnecessary."
You don't need to beg, she is meant to save people, but she doesn't know how to save people, she has no experience, this is her knowledge blind spot.
Qian Duojin's eyes were intense and full of hope, making Lingchu's scalp tingle.
Can she say that she has learned so many spells, but none of them can save people?
Otherwise, would it be more reliable to find a doctor?
"Girl, hurry up."
The old Taoist who had been paying attention to Lingchu's movements, while using his spiritual power to suppress the restless earth veins, stretched out his hand a little, and a stream of light fell into the center of Lingchu's eyebrows.
Rejuvenation.
Wood spells can be practiced by monks who practice wood-attribute skills. The effect depends on the purity of the caster's wood spiritual power.
The rejuvenation technique is not difficult, but it requires a bit of spiritual power. To put it simply, it uses the wood spiritual power, which is the most vital and gentle among the five elements of spiritual power, to carry out a certain degree of purification to remove the violent and unstable parts of the spiritual power, leaving a gentle one. The part is injected into the injured person's body for repair and treatment.
The purer the spiritual energy, the less parts it needs to be purified, and it is more vital and gentle.
After going through the key points of the rejuvenation spell in his mind, Lingchu condensed a ball of cyan light in his hand with some unskilledness. The light ball was clean and pure.
Without delay, Lingchu held the ball of light and drove it into the little girl's body.
In an instant, the little girl's whole body began to glow with a faint cyan light. The scratches on her body slowly healed visibly to the naked eye. Her weak breathing slowly became steady, and her gray face gradually turned pink.
Qian Duojin was close, and he also experienced a little bit of rejuvenation. He only felt a warmth all over his body. The dull pain in his knee that he accidentally fell down and knocked in his haste to escape had completely disappeared.
Qian Duojin became excited and made up his mind to follow this little girl and serve her diligently. When the time comes, he will ask for an elixir that will surely make him immune to all diseases and prolong his life.
