She thought she would have a psychological acceptance process when encountering such violence.
Unexpectedly, this girl's psychological quality is quite good.
Moreover, the Cui family probably did not force her to die.
Cui Maning really doesn't need psychological counseling. She defeated an enemy she thought was extremely powerful yesterday so easily. At this moment, she feels extremely powerful and confident.
Just as she was about to pull Ning Yue to whisper something, she saw Ying Xianqing also getting out of the carriage and walking towards Ning Yue.
For the first time, she felt that Ying Xianqing was in the way and pulled Ning Yue further away.
"Ning Yue, you are so amazing. Thanks to you yesterday! Do you still have the medicine? Can I get another pack for self-defense?"
Ning Yue laughed and said hurriedly: "No more."
That's something that can kill people, so don't do anything bad.
Cui Manning was a little disappointed, and then she vividly told how she showed off her power last night, which made Ning Yue laugh until she was trembling with laughter.
When Ying Xianqing saw that the two of them were talking privately, she felt bored and had to turn back.
You Ren and Zi Tong each brought a bowl of meat porridge over.
You Ren proudly handed a bowl to Ying Xianqing: "Master, please try it quickly, I made this."
Zitong praised for a while: "Yes, yes, uncle, I didn't expect that You Ren's cooking skills are very good, and a bowl of porridge can be so delicious."
You Ren twitched his eyebrows proudly.
Of course Ying Xianqing knew that You Ren was a foodie. Whenever he was in Yingfu, he loved to stay in the small kitchen in his courtyard and cook delicious food.
If he wasn't good at cooking, would he be able to feed himself so well?
Li Shi bullied Ying Xianqing because she had no one to take care of her since she was a child. Over the years, the meals sent from the kitchen became more and more excessive, and in the end they were even worse than pig food.
Later, Yu Ren was sent to him by Yu Chuan. He couldn't help but learn to cook by himself, and soon he became interested in it.
In just three years, his cooking skills can rival those of the chefs on the street.
However, there was no progress in martial arts, and instead he was overtaken by a latecomer like him.
Ning Yue sent Cui Manning away and walked over.
Zitong hurriedly offered her treasure: "Miss, the food cooked by You Ren is just a little worse than yours. You will never have to eat the salty noodles made by my uncle in the future."
Ying Xianqing almost choked.
Eat porridge, just eat porridge, why mention something embarrassing about him?
You Ren laughed loudly: "Uncle, do you still cook yourself? Do you want me to teach you how to cook noodles?"
The young master only focused on practicing martial arts all day long, so he took the opportunity to laugh at him.
Ying Xianqing looked at him angrily and ate her porridge.
Ning Yue took a mouthful of porridge and put it into her mouth with a smile.
Soft and fragrant, it melts in your mouth and is really delicious.
She caught those people and praised them for a long time, but their cooking skills were still the same. If she didn't cook, the quality of the food would plummet.
She thought it was because the cooking conditions on the exile road were too poor.
Sure enough, the strong are never limited by the environment.
With You Ren, she no longer has to cook in disgrace.
She smiled and said, "You Ren, I'll leave the responsibility of making meals on the road to you, how about it?"
You Ren shook his hair and said, "No problem, I'll keep it so that the young master and his wife can eat deliciously."
Ning Yue turned to Zitong and said: "The woman last night was left to you. She probably hasn't spoken for a long time and her language function has deteriorated. If you are fine, just talk to her more."
Zitong slapped her chest and imitated her wandering attitude: "No problem, I will train her to be as talkative as me."
Everyone laughed.
The old lady and others came together, and Ning Yue left them with Ying Xianqing while she went to find the savage.
I haven't woken up yet, and I don't know how long it has been since I slept well.
Zhao Dali also woke up. After drinking the medicine, he insisted that the team go on the road. Li Desheng organized everyone to get ready and go on the road.
This section was delayed for six days, and we really couldn’t afford the delay.
Ning Yue asked Caiyan to carry the white-haired girl into the carriage.
Her illness requires taking medicine for a period of time, so I can only take her with me.
There was one more person in the car, and Ying Xianqing also felt excited.
He was about to go out to drive the carriage, but You Ren held on to the reins and did not let go: "Young Master, don't bother me. As long as I am here, why do you need to drive the carriage?"
Ning Yue: "You still need to rest for a few days, so rest peacefully."
Ying Xianqing had no choice but to sit back down again.
He looked at the woman: "You want to take her to Suchang?"
Ning Yue: "When she wakes up, I'll ask her family. If she has family, I'll just leave a recipe for her."
While talking, the woman woke up.
Ning Yue helped her up: "What's your name?"
She opened her mouth with difficulty and couldn't pronounce the words clearly: "Xia... mess..."
This name is so weird, there must be something wrong with it.
Ning Yue asked again: "Miss Xia, where do you live?"
Pain appeared on the woman's face, and she shook her head slowly.
He asked me more questions, but he didn’t answer.
Ning Yue added: "Don't you have any family? If you want me to help you treat your illness, you can only follow me to Suchang. Are you willing to leave your hometown?"
The woman's tears fell, her eyes seemed to be filled with reluctance and determination.
She nodded.
Ning Yue looked at Ying Xianqing helplessly.
If not saved, she would definitely not survive.
However, her origin is unknown, and it is not convenient to take her on the road rashly.
Ning Yue pretended to be asleep and fell into space, while the ghost-hunting soldiers tried to find a way.
The ghost soldiers have a time limit and cannot see her past appearance.
Ning Yue could only see her struggling to survive in the cave.
When she was hungry, she went out to find some wild fruits, and when she was thirsty, she drank water from the stream. She would often hit her head on a stone wall frantically in pain, and would not be able to stop until she hit her head on the bloody ground.
Ning Yue noticed that in addition to blood stains, there were countless scratches on the stone wall.
Like a few words.
Countless crosses were drawn on the word with charcoal, but the person who wrote it must have had great hatred and carved the name with stones day after day, so that the strokes were carved into the stone wall, forming three concave characters. .
She carefully identified the three characters, which seemed to be "Lu Zhaolin".
Ning Yue looked at the woman calmly.
In this era, there were very few women who could write.
If this word was written by her, then her identity is not that of an ordinary village woman.
She didn't know whether Lu Zhaolin was good or bad. If her mind was not right, then she would not save her no matter what, let alone take her on the road.
She opened the curtain and called Zitong: "Zitong, come up and talk to this girl Xia."
Zitong was about to throw away the wood on her shoulders in excitement. As soon as she lifted it, she remembered that she had not obtained her sister's consent and looked at Caiyan pitifully.
Caiyan took the wooden stake from her body and said, "Go."
Zitong is in a dilemma, her sister is already carrying a lot of weight, and if she is added to it, she will be exhausted.
Fortunately, Yukawa snatched the wooden stake and threw it away: "You are a human being, not an iron man. This is not how you practice martial arts. You have to be moderate."
Zitong glanced at Yuchuan gratefully and climbed onto the carriage on both hands and feet.
Soon, the voices of two women, like children learning to speak, came from the carriage.
"Come, learn from me, you."
"……collar."
"Miss Xia, it's you, not the leader."
"……inside."
"Much better, come on, you."
"...n...you."
"That's right! You're great! Come again, me."
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