The bearded man's eyes were gleaming, his eyes were dripping, and he changed his attitude instantly. He winked and asked the thugs to help Xuan Daotong, and said with a smile: "Master Dao, you have such a good idea, why didn't you tell me earlier, let's go I'll discuss it with my room to see how this can be implemented to be more foolproof. I can't control how much wine you want to drink!"
The bearded man took Xuan Daotong to his room for a discussion. During this period, Xuan Daotong angrily slammed the table and smashed the chairs. He complained bitterly and bitterly to the wild boy Xiaoxia for harming his good apprentice. An hour later, Xuan Daotong came out in despair. The room with the beard was finally settled.
Xuan Mo lay dying in the woodshed, and vaguely heard that Xuandao was going to poison the Jade clan with Jie Gou poison pills.
"Xiao Xia, Shaoyang Mountain is your home... I am dying, how should I tell you..." Xuan Mo knew that he would not die soon, but his heart was filled with concern for Xiao Xia and the Jade Clan, and he was miserable.
Xuandaotong returned to the woodshed and sat there without saying a word for a long time. Then he stood up and silently rummaged through his luggage, getting more and more anxious, and finally he covered his head and face with his hands and cried bitterly.
He has been catching monsters all his life and has the ability to be a Taoist doctor. At this time, he could not find a decent box of gold medicine to treat Xuan Mo's injuries. He spent all the money from selling the red jade to buy the best wine, but he couldn't spare a penny to buy medicine for Xuan Mo!
"Disciple, good disciple, I should treat you as a master! I should treat you as well as I can before it's too late!" Xuan Daotong cried with his head in his arms.
Xuan Mo's eyes were closed, his face was bloodless, and he was lying weakly on the ground. At this moment, his spiritual platform was fully illuminated, and his heart was clear. He already knew what the master was going to do.
Xuan Daotong cried for a while, then went through Xuan Mo's luggage and found the small white porcelain jar and a goose feather that Chun Sheng used to apply Xuan Mo's medicine. There was also some remaining gold medicine in the jar. Xuan Daotong felt like he had found a treasure, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.
"My good disciple, I will give you medicine right now! I'm sorry for you!"
Xuan Daotong applied the remaining medicine to Xuan Mo's wounds, tore off his new robe and bandaged Xuan Mo, and gave Xuan Mo hot water. He hugged Xuan Mo as if he had lost his soul and muttered, " My good disciple, I can’t stand you as my master.”
Overnight, Xuan Daotong's face became much haggard, his eyes were sunken and his hair was graying, and he seemed to be dozens of years older.
The cock crows three times, and at sunrise, Xuan Daotong seems to be a different person. He happily gets into the kitchen and works for a long time, making a pot of fragrant chicken soup.
Xuandaotong was busy cooking, when a fat and white businessman passing by the kitchen came looking for something...
"Ouch! Old Taoist, your apprentice is about to die, why are you still in the mood to stew chicken! It's so delicious, give me a taste." The fat white businessman stretched out his hand to take it.
"Don't move! It's not for you!" Xuandaotong roared angrily and hurriedly took away the chicken soup.
"Stingy! If I eat your chicken, I will love you to death!" The fat and white businessman rolled his eyes at the old man, cursed and threw away his sleeves.
Xuan Daotong carefully returned to the woodshed with the chicken soup, fearing to spill a drop.
"Disciple, don't you like to eat chicken? I made a pot of chicken soup for you to replenish your health."
Xuan Daotong helped Xuan Mo up and leaned on the firewood pile.
"Disciple...I am grateful to Master..." Xuan Mo said with difficulty
"Be good, I'll give it all to you. Eat slowly."
Xuandaotong stared at Xuan Mo intently, watching helplessly as Xuan Mo raised his hand with difficulty and slowly took the casserole.
Xuan Daotong stared at Xuan Mo with distress and anticipation.
Xuan Mo held the steaming casserole... There was a layer of yellow and bright grease floating in the pot. Different from the clear soup made by Xiao Xia, the soup made by Master is rich in color and has a unique taste.
He is gifted and knows the properties of medicine well. He knows that there is something strange in this soup, and the master has poisoned it... He thinks he must be used as a bait to poison Xiaoxia and the Jade clan.
The last time the master made him soup was when he was eight years old. He had a severe cold. The master pawned his cotton-padded clothes and gave him a chicken to eat. At that time, he was young and ignorant, and ate all the meat and soup. , leaving only a chicken drumstick for the master, but the master said it didn't matter, as long as he recovered from his illness.
Eight years have passed, but Master has changed, contaminated with too much shamelessness and greed in the world...
"What's wrong? Don't you want to eat?" Xuan Daotong asked Xuan Mo.
"I want to eat..." Xuan Mo's eyes turned red as he looked at the chicken soup.
"Eat, good disciple. After a good meal, everything will be fine tomorrow and the injuries will no longer hurt." Xuan Daotong choked down the unbearable feeling in his heart.
"Okay." Xuan Mo smiled with tears in his eyes. With the last bit of energy left, he ate the whole pot of chicken and chicken soup. He ate even more cleanly than he had eight years ago, leaving no trace behind.
Xuandaotong exhaled a few deep breaths, gritted his back molars tightly, and reluctantly walked out of the woodshed, tears streaming down his face...
In a ruined temple on the outskirts of the city, a huge white snake with red eyes was meandering around, curling up several times around a woman in white. It absorbed the air of the world that the woman in white had cast a spell on, exhaled a blast of cold air, and turned into a snake. The demon-like Tianlong waiter.
The Tianlong waiter looked tired, shuddered, pushed the woman in white away, and cursed, "Bitch!"
The woman in white covered her face and lay on the ground, kowtowing for help. Seeing the indifferent look on the face of the Heavenly Dragon attendant, she simply stepped forward and hugged the Heavenly Dragon attendant's calf and cried, "Please, sir, please heal this slave's face!"
The woman in white raised her head, her veil slipped away, revealing a lovely face, white and pink, delicate and pretty, like a peach blossom in spring, it was Danxia.
It's just that there is a deep scar on that pretty face. It was injured by Xuan Daotong's talisman sword in Langhuan City.
"Go away! Useless trash! I asked you to get the energy of the world for me to resist hibernation, but your face was ruined by the demon hunter just a few times! If I don't save enough mana to return to the heaven, I will destroy your face. If things get out of the way, not to mention the Jade Clan, even the entire six realms will know how many things you, a cheap servant, have done that go against the laws of heaven! The Emperor of Heaven will definitely order the Lei Department to chop you until your soul is gone!" The Tianlong waiter kicked Danxia away.
Danxia lay helplessly on the ground. Only now did she realize that what was more terrifying than death was not being able to control her own actions. What was more terrifying than directly killing her was the fact that she could not survive or die. !
She hated this smooth-tongued and cruel liar. He actually deceived her by pretending to be Brother Yuyin!
He tricked her into breaking through the barrier and escaped, tricked her into committing herself, and even used a magic weapon mirror to reflect everything she did!
She was poisoned by his snake venom and had something in his hands, so she had to sacrifice her life for him. Now that she had practiced evil and killed so many mortals, she had already done something against the law of heaven, and she couldn't stop even if she wanted to.
Danxia gritted her teeth and said, "Don't worry, sir. I'll go back tonight!"
"Go back to Shaoyang Mountain first! Don't make the Jade people suspicious!" the Tianlong waiter scolded.
"My slave, you obey!" Danxia was ordered to leave the ruined temple and return to Shaoyang Mountain.
The Tianlong waiter sat cross-legged in the ruined temple, cast a spell to create a little flower snake, blew on the little snake and said: "Tell her, Yao Ji has a son named Yu Yin. The hatred of patricide has been planted."
