Shidou was still immersed in what happened just now.
"Sister Su, they...they are actually...?"
Su Ling ignored Shidou. She buried her face in her knees and sighed deeply.
The truth was now before her, but she didn't know how to choose.
They were just monks who came to complete the task. Others wanted Lingmi, and she wanted Liuli Pond. Would anyone care about these insignificant things?
What do these truths have to do with them and themselves? Maybe this is the natural development of the secret realm?
What if she got involved in this matter and messed up the whole secret realm, and everyone couldn't get the spiritual honey in the end? Why should others pay for her actions?
"Shitou, do you think we should take care of this matter?" Su Ling said in a gloomy tone.
Shidou opened his eyes wide, jumped in front of Su Ling, and patted Su Ling with his paw.
"Sister Su, why do you ask that?"
Su Ling smiled bitterly and said: "Have you ever thought that this secret realm has existed for almost a thousand years, why no one discovered it? Because everyone doesn't care whether the flower spirit is a real flower spirit at all, everyone only cares about whether they can use the Heavenly Soul Grass in exchange for spiritual honey.”
"But we care, and Madoka cares too!" Shidou was anxious: "We are leaving tomorrow. If we don't do anything, what will Madoka do?!"
"Madoka..." Su Ling was a little distracted.
Shidou has never been so urgent: "If we leave, Madoka will be with these monsters forever! Sister Su, I don't understand the principles of your human race, but our Jiutian Xuanhu clan is the most loyal. Those who worry about Is it more important than a partner? She is our partner!"
partner…
Yes, if she doesn't do anything, the lonely Madoka will have to live with a group of monsters forever. How terrifying that would be.
Maybe one day in the future she will bloom, be taken to the altar, and become those ghosts, and then be saved by monks who don’t know the truth...
no! When did she become so indecisive? Is this still her stubborn and shameless Su Ling? !
Su Ling clenched her fists and stood up suddenly.
"His grandma doesn't care! Just do it!"
Shidou excitedly jumped on Su Ling's shoulder and laughed: "Hahaha! Sister Su, what about the others?"
Su Ling raised his chin, looking like he was risking his life.
"What can we do? It's bad luck for them!"
After Su Ling finished speaking, she and Shidou began to formulate their big plan. Tomorrow was the last day. She was going to make a big death and give a little shock to the monks who had been to this secret realm.
As night fell, the streets of Linggu became deserted again. All the ghosts in the Ghost Suppression Tower ran out and wandered back and forth in the empty Linggu.
At the altar under the Ghost Suppression Tower, a figure emerged, put the pile of Heavenly Soul Grass that was as high as a hill into the storage ring little by little, and then disappeared into the night.
Under the moonlight, Linggu was still the same as before. No one knew that a good show was about to begin!
…
The sun rises, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant in the Linggu. It is peaceful and peaceful. Today is the last day of the secret realm.
According to the request of Deacon Hualing, everyone has to come to the altar early in the morning, and then all the monks come together to save the ghosts in the Ghost Suppression Tower.
Suddenly, there was a burst of noise at the altar. Countless monks flew over and saw the empty altar, not even a hair on it.
"What the hell? Who stole our Heavenly Soul Grass?"
"Who is so wicked?!"
"This man is a genius. With so much Heavenly Soul Grass, he can sell a lot of spiritual stones. He can earn more than if he exchanged spiritual honey for himself. I wish him no dermatitis when he gives birth to a son."
"This fellow Taoist is too vicious. Why don't we wish him eternal failure in crossing the tribulation?"
“…”
Today is the day to save ghosts. All the monks and all the flower spirits in the spiritual valley are here at this time. The flower spirit deacons in front of the altar are so anxious that they don’t know what to do.
Su Ling arrived late holding Shidou and Xiao Yuan, and Xiao Yuan was shocked when she saw the empty altar.
Su Ling looked at the excited crowd and smiled. She stood up and flew to Deacon Hua Ling. Then she cleared her throat and smiled at the monks and Hua Ling outside the altar.
"Don't worry, everyone, the Heavenly Soul Grass is not lost. Yesterday, I saw that there was wind at night and I was afraid that the Heavenly Soul Grass would blow away, so I put the Heavenly Soul Grass away. I will take it out right away."
The flower spirits were slightly relieved when they heard this, and the monks outside the altar were originally angry when they heard this and became speechless.
Where did this person come from? He is quite carefree.
No, where did the wind come from last night?
Su Ling continued to smile and said: "But before that, everyone has to listen to me tell a story. My story is very short and can be told in a few sentences. If you don't listen, I won't take out the Heavenly Soul Grass. ”
As soon as the scoundrel said this, some of the monks outside the altar became unhappy.
"There's something wrong with you! Who wants to listen to your story at this moment?"
"That's it, hurry up and take out the Heavenly Soul Grass. We've got the spiritual honey and are about to leave."
"Where did this unlucky child come from? If you know her, please take her away as soon as possible."
The people from the Xuanling Sect in the crowd were also puzzled. What happened to Su Ling today? Aren't you usually a pretty normal person?
Li Changqi couldn't bear it, so he stood up and snorted coldly.
"Su Ling, do you think this is Xuan Ling Sect? Hand over the Heavenly Soul Grass quickly! Don't delay everyone's business."
Li Hanguang also frowned and stood up: "Su Ling, stop fooling around!"
Qingyue in the crowd looked anxious. She turned around to persuade the strangers around her.
"How about we listen to it, isn't it very short? We can't waste time."
A monk from an unknown sect walked up to Qingyue, pointed at her and yelled fiercely.
"Shut up! Are you with her?!"
Snapped!
The monk's hand was knocked off with a jade flute. Ji Liu stood in front of Qingyue, raised his chin slightly and raised his eyebrows at the monk with a cold face.
"If you don't want to die, just be polite."
The monk was also a bully and fearful of the strong. Seeing Ji Liu's extraordinary demeanor, he stopped talking.
An Ruyan looked at the chaotic scene and said to Mu Rong beside her: "I'm so sorry, fellow Taoist Mu Rong. My senior sister is so willful and has caused trouble to your Mu family."
Mu Rong had no expression. She was also thinking about what the young lady was doing and whether she should help the young lady. But the young lady said she should pretend not to know her. What should she do?
Just when the scene was in chaos, a monk from the crowd stood up, his tone was harsh and a bit awkward.
"Don't you want to tell a story? Then tell it quickly! Take out the Heavenly Soul Grass after you finish telling it!"
Su Ling looked at the man and was quite surprised. Isn't this Li De of Dian Cang Sect? Why should he help himself?
Someone was the first to stand up and say that he wanted to hear the story, and the rest of the people who were not so resistant also said that they should hurry up and don't delay things.
Everyone noticed that everyone in the Cang Sect had expressed their opinions. The Mu family didn't say anything, and they didn't say anything anymore. They just waited for Su Ling to tell the story.
Seeing that the situation was gradually coming under control, Su Ling nodded with satisfaction and began to talk.
