(God's perspective)
"Jiang Lin...Jiang Lin..."
Jiang Lin vaguely heard someone calling her name.
Jiang Lin didn't know why she suddenly felt sore all over. She opened her eyes tiredly and vaguely saw a blue and white figure sitting next to her.
"Um……"
Seeing Jiang Lin's reaction, the blue-white figure handed her a glass of water.
"Xiao Wang...where is this..."
Jiang Lin, who was in a daze, took a sip of water and noticed something was wrong.
The water here is too sweet...
"What Xiao Wang? Jiang Lin, are you sleepy? I'm Fang Xin."
Fang Xin? !
Jiang Lin looked aside in surprise, and her vision gradually became clearer.
She could clearly see the owner of that voice. He had fair complexion and wore a blue and white Taoist uniform from the Jingling Mountain Taoist Sect. His appearance was not particularly charming, but he was very attractive.
This woman is Fang Xin, her best friend of Jiang Lin.
"Why are you here? Don't you... it hurts... my head..."
Jiang Lin was surprised, but then her head started to hurt, and she quickly lowered her head and pressed her forehead with her hands.
Although the pain is short-lived, it is like peeling skin and removing bones.
"Jiang Lin, are you okay?"
"I'm fine..."
Jiang Lin pushed away Fang Xin who was approaching. She shook her head, feeling as if something had disappeared. She raised her head and looked at Fang Xin again, "What are you doing here?"
"Of course I came here to ask for the elixir from you!" Fang Xin sat on the bed, "Didn't you agree to give me the elixir to enhance my spiritual energy today?"
"Fang Xin, please listen to my advice. The Spiritual Realm Dao is really not suitable for you. If you continue to struggle with it, you will..."
"Jiang Lin, what are you talking about?
How could I like Lingjing Dao?
He is so cold and if I get close to him, I will immediately turn into a thousand years of ice. I can't hide in time, so how can I like him again?
Besides, the fellow disciples in the sect ignored him, so why should I throw cold water on myself?
He is good-looking in the spiritual realm, but he is too cold-tempered and I don’t like him! "
Fang Xin said this half-jokingly, but she didn't say anything sarcastic. From her tone, it sounded like she really didn't like Lingjing Dao.
"Tell me, is this what you should say?"
Jiang Lin complained, always feeling that something was wrong.
"Why did you mention him so suddenly? Instead of worrying about me, Jiang Lin, don't you also have someone you love?"
"How could I..." Jiang Lin heard the sound of the alchemy furnace on the side while mid-sentence.
"not good!"
Jiang Lin reacted instantly and cast a spell to stabilize the alchemy furnace, and then took out a bronze-colored elixir from it.
"It's so dangerous, it almost exploded..."
Jiang Lin thought that it was impossible for her to forget the time when the elixir was released, and she would not fall asleep at this time.
What happened...
"Jiang Lin, you have never made such a mistake." Fang Xin also came over, "Is this pill for me?"
"Ah..." Jiang Lin thought that she had never made such a mistake of wasting time, but why was Jiang Lin so sure...
"Huh? Jiang Lin, why are you so stunned again? Hehe, you are not thinking about that little swordsmith, are you~" Fang Xin said and pulled Jiang Lin's cheek with a smirk on her face.
"What little swordsmith! I don't know! It hurts! Don't make fun of me!"
Jiang Lin was a little excited. She gave the elixir to Fang Xin, "Take the things and leave quickly. Don't delay me in refining the elixir!"
"A little bit, I don't know who slept like a pig before I came!" Fang Xin took the pill and made a face to Jiang Lin.
"Who are you talking about? You won't give me back the elixir!" Jiang Lin's temper was completely different from before.
"Jiang Lin, you are so fierce~ You were not like this before~"
Fang Xin fled to the door, and she smiled again, "Just tell me, you obviously like this little swordsmith, but your face is red! Why don't you tell me!"
"Fang Xin!!!"
Jiang Lin picked up a chair on one side and threw it towards the door.
After Fang Xin finished speaking, she ran away and did not see Jiang Lin pick up the chair.
After Jiang Lin raised the chair above her head, she started to have a headache again.
This headache lasted twice as long as before.
Jiang Lin had no choice but to put down the chair.
"What the hell is going on here..."
Jiang Lin also started researching ways to treat headaches.
A few hours later, when Jiang Lin was busy refining medicine, there was a knock on the door.
Dong dong dong——
"Fang Xin? What else do you want from me? I'm not free now!"
Jiang Lin, who thought it was Fang Xin, didn't want to go out to meet anyone.
"that……"
Unexpectedly, the voice that came into the room was a male voice.
Jiang Lin was very familiar with this voice, but she suddenly missed it excitedly.
How is this possible... My head... my head hurts! !
"Well, I'm here to give you weapons. You'd better come out and take a look."
The sound was very clear and made people feel friendly.
Jiang Lin had a headache and suddenly knocked over things around her. She could only hold her head and endure it, ignoring the things that made the noise.
People outside the house who heard the noise ran in in panic.
The man was wearing a golden-blue robe, but it didn't look that gorgeous. It seemed that it had faded after wearing it for a long time, and his face looked like he was older than his age.
The man came in and moved the utensils that fell on Jiang Lin. He quickly helped Jiang Lin up, "Are you okay?"
"You don't have to mind your own business, just take care of your sword...ah..."
"Jiang Lin!!!"
Jiang Lin couldn't bear the headache, and her vision began to blur again until she lost consciousness.
The man had no choice but to put Jiang Lin aside to take care of her.
The next day, Fang Xin came to see Jiang Lin again early in the morning.
As soon as she entered the door, she saw Jiang Lin sitting on the bed. The man seemed to have stayed up late to take care of Jiang Lin and fell asleep beside her.
"You guys~?"
Fang Xin looked at Jiang Lin with a smirk.
"Take back your dirty thoughts, how could I have such a crooked friend like you!"
But soon Jiang Lin left Fang Xin angrily.
"You have become so fierce. If you keep doing this... well... I won't like you! No one will like a tigress."
Fang Xin looked aggrieved.
Jiang Lin just felt that she had a strange headache, and her confusion was also very strange now.
Fang Xin sat down next to Jiang Lin's bed. She naughty and gently kicked the man who was sleeping on the table.
Only then did the man wake up in a daze.
"Jiang Lin! You..."
The man, who had just remembered that he had to take care of someone, suddenly turned around and saw Fang Xin smiling kindly at him.
Jiang Lin stood aside angrily and refused to look at him.
"Okay, okay. Although I don't know what's going on with you, I still have to say thank you to someone for taking care of you!" Fang Xin poked Jiang Lin with her elbow.
Jiang Lin sighed and thanked the man, "Jiang Lin would like to thank Gongshu Gongzi here."
"You're welcome...but why did you suddenly..."
"Please don't go into this matter, Mr. Gongshu. It's Jiang Lin and I who were negligent."
"This...well, good health is the most important thing."
The man's name was Gongshu Jin, and he was an excellent swordsmith.
