While the two were silent, the sound of animals whimpering came from behind. Driven by curiosity, Lan Sheng looked at the source of the sound.
"That's Meng Raccoon Dog. It sounds like he was injured." Chang Ling glanced at it and said to Lan Sheng.
Under the dead trees not far away, a creature could be seen passing by. Lan Sheng pulled up the corner of her skirt and tiptoed over.
In the snow-covered dead grass, a snow-white animal that looked like a fox huddled in it.
Meng raccoon dog is a unique animal in Yuntian. It is born from spiritual energy. It is extremely intelligent, timid and afraid of people. Although it is often seen, it never gives people a chance to get close to it.
At this time, it was curled up in a ball in the grass, its eyes fixed on Lan Sheng, its fangs bared at the corners of its mouth, full of vigilance.
"It's bleeding!" Lan Sheng exclaimed.
As expected by Chang Ling, the dream raccoon dog was indeed injured, and the blood seeping from the wound dripped onto the snow, leaving spots of blood.
"Be good, Meng Raccoon. Sister, let me take a look at the wound." Lan Sheng rolled up his sleeves, stretched out his hands forward, and slowly moved closer to Meng Raccoon. Meng Raccoon also shrank his head back alertly.
As the distance continued to get closer, in an instant, Meng Raccoon suddenly exerted force and jumped out of the snow, trying to escape.
However, the physical injuries had already made its limbs weak and its movements much slower. After Lan Sheng pounced several times, she was finally pinned down by her.
The frightened Meng Raccoon screamed uncontrollably, and its bloody claws fluttered wildly. After several struggles, it lost its strength. Lan Sheng took the opportunity to grab the neck and grabbed it.
"Lan Sheng, it's still young, and it's easy to scare it if you move too roughly." Chang Ling said while looking at the struggling Meng raccoon dog in Lan Sheng's hand.
Lan Sheng said "Yeah" and nodded: "But it will run away as soon as I let go."
Then she wrapped Meng Raccoon twice with her sleeves to ensure that it wouldn't escape, and then her hand relaxed slightly.
After several attempts to escape without hope, Meng Raccoon became much quieter, only occasionally struggling a few times in defiance of fate. When it was twisting, Lan Sheng held it in his arms, checked its injuries up and down, and found that there was indeed a medium-sized wound on its hind leg.
It looked like the injury had been there for some time, but the wound had not healed and was showing signs of inflammation and ulceration.
"Will it die if you leave it here? I want to take it back to the Rising Sun Palace." Lan Sheng immediately decided to take it back to the Rising Sun Palace to take care of it. She looked at Chang Ling and blinked, asking for his opinion.
Chang Ling nodded and said hello. Looking at Lan Sheng's embarrassed appearance, he found it a bit funny, so he stepped forward to straighten her messy clothes. Lan Sheng stood up straight, wiped his cheeks with his sleeves, and shook his head from time to time, trying to shake off the snowflakes on his hair.
"Actually, I was able to restrain him with the magic just now." Chang Ling casually patted off the last stain on Lan Sheng's clothes.
"Didn't you tell me about this good thing earlier?" Lan Sheng stopped what he was doing and rolled his eyes at Chang Ling hatefully. After a while, he continued angrily: "As punishment, you can give it to me when you get home. Wash your clothes."
"Face the wall again and think about it for two more hours, copying the commandments five hundred times." Lan Sheng had a wicked smile on his face, and he proudly imitated the way Master Yunxu punished him.
"It feels so good to be a master!"
Lan Sheng chuckled, and imitated Yunxu Shangxian's appearance and snorted coldly. Regardless of the grievance on Chang Ling's face, he hugged Meng Raccoon and walked back.
Along the way, Lan Sheng stroked Meng Raccoon's snow-white hair from time to time. She loved this cute little guy from the bottom of her heart, and her pace speeded up a bit without realizing it. After hurriedly returning to the Rising Sun Palace, Lan Sheng kicked open the palace door. The door hit the courtyard wall heavily with a "clang" sound.
In the hall, Yunxu Shangxian, Du Ce and Zhuling were talking about something. The sudden knock on the door made several people turn their attention to Lan Sheng, especially Yunxu Shangxian, whose expression darkened instantly and he was full of emotions. Anger was about to break out on the spot.
"Wantless, are you going to demolish my Rising Sun Palace?" A majestic voice came, and a familiar figure made Lan Sheng tremble.
"Master...Master, why did you come back early?" Lan Sheng looked at Immortal Yunxu blankly, and subconsciously covered the Meng Raccoon dog in his arms with his sleeves.
"Are you really going to be lawless in my absence?" Master Yunxu shouted angrily with a gloomy face.
Noticing that Lan Sheng was holding something hidden in his arms, he asked angrily: "What is that in your arms?"
"It's Meng Raccoon Dog. He was slightly injured and was rescued by Lan Sheng in the back mountain." Chang Ling bowed to the Immortal Yunxu and then explained what happened in the back mountain.
Yunxu Shangxian frowned slightly, but in the end he didn't ask any more questions. He gave Lan Sheng a lesson and told them to go treat Meng Raccoon's wounds first and come back to settle the score with her later.
After hearing the amnesty, Lan Sheng quickly thanked the Immortal Yunxu, then took Chang Ling's sleeves and ran back to the room, fearing that he would be scolded again if he was too late.
After returning to the house, Lan Sheng quickly closed the door. Thinking of Master's stinky face, it seemed that he would never be able to go to this yard again. Lan Sheng shook his head.
She handed the meng raccoon dog to Chang Ling and started rummaging around. Suddenly, several kinds of plasters and cloth bags were placed on the table. Lan Sheng is playful and often gets lucky, and the house is full of plasters for bruises and injuries.
"Why are there so many herbs in the room? Are you practicing medicine?" Chang Ling looked at the herbs on the table, picked up a piece of plaster, put it in front of his nose and smelled it.
"Medical skills? I know a little bit about it. I know a little bit about it." Naturally, Lan Sheng would not admit that these plasters were for his own use. He simply admitted it without any shame because of his thick skin.
"Don't bother me to treat its wounds." Seeing that Chang Ling was about to continue asking questions, Lan Sheng interrupted in time, took Meng Raccoon back from Chang Ling's arms, and carefully inspected its wounds.
Because the wound was already inflamed, Lan Sheng first cleaned the wound for Meng Raccoon Dog with water until the light yellow pus oozing from the wound turned into bright red blood. Then he used medicinal wine to disinfect Meng Raccoon Dog's wound.
The stimulation from alcohol made Meng Raccoon grinning in pain. Fortunately, he knew that Lan Sheng meant no harm and did not struggle too much. Lan Sheng successfully applied herbs to it and bandaged the wound.
Lan Sheng placed Meng Raccoon on the ground. The little guy looked at his bandaged wound, walked a few steps, and then looked at Chang Ling and Lan Sheng curiously.
But when Lan Sheng stepped forward to pet it, it took a few steps back. It seemed to be a little afraid of Lan Sheng, and always kept a small distance from her.
Lan Sheng said "cut" contemptuously, thought for a moment, and threw a few green lotus fruits.
The fried fruits exuded a charming fragrance. Meng Raccoon, who grew up in the forest, had never seen such delicious fruits before. Finally, he could not resist the temptation and secretly picked up one and ate it.
After eating a few fruits, Meng Raccoon licked his tongue with unfinished content, squatting on the ground and staring at Lan Sheng eagerly.
This played into Lan Sheng's hands. She continued to throw away two green lotus fruits, led it to her step by step, and picked it up.
Meng Raccoon, who had tasted the sweetness, was very well-behaved. He licked the back of Lan Sheng's hand and begged for more green lotus fruits.
Lan Sheng did not hesitate and gave it all the green lotus fruits, stroking its hair and watching it enjoy the food with relish.
During this period, Changling built a simple nest for Mengraccoon using wooden sticks and hay. After eating, Mengraccoon spontaneously lay down in the nest to sleep.
Meng Raccoon had just settled down when Du Ce and Zhu Ling happened to push the door open and come in.
The herbal medicine from the Medical Immortal Hall is very effective. After half a day of breath regulation, Zhu Ling's body has basically recovered.
"Junior brother Changling, I heard from my master that you want to go down the mountain to practice?" Du Ce asked.
"It will take some time to go down the mountain." Chang Ling nodded.
"Master is worried that your trip is dangerous, and asked me to hand over the leader's token to you, and all the Yuntian disciples at the foot of the mountain can call it for you." Du Ce took out a token from his arms that was also white. He handed it to Chang Ling.
The moment the token appeared in front of him, Chang Ling's expression froze. He sensed the looming power of the spell on the token.
Most likely, Immortal Yun Sheng also knew that such methods could not be hidden from Chang Ling, so he simply did not hide it at all. Chang Ling recognized at a glance that the token was a locator.
If you accept the token, you will be monitored by Yunsheng Immortal all the way down the mountain. It seems that he still can't trust himself, so he throws out the token in exchange for his position, Chang Ling thought to himself.
"Junior brother Chang Ling, although Master has been strict with us in the past, he still cares about his disciples. You should accept this token!" Du Ce's cultivation level is not able to see the mystery on the token. Ling didn't take the token for a long time, thinking that he was surprised by the leader's decision, so he started to persuade him.
Accepting this token is not a bad thing, it will make Yun Sheng Shangxian feel at ease, and also prevent him from being suspicious and causing trouble to Lan Sheng. Thinking of this, Chang Ling's expression returned to calm, and he took the token from Du Ce's hand.
"Then I'll accept it, and I'd like to ask my senior brother to thank the master for me." Chang Ling cupped his hands and said.
"That's natural." Du Ce said loudly, paused for a moment and then continued: "Junior Brother Changling, please don't take the past events seriously."
Yunsheng Shangxian had an unpleasant quarrel with Chang Ling before, and he also wanted to take this opportunity to reconcile the relationship between the two.
"Senior brother, don't mention the past anymore." Chang Ling looked into Du Ce's eyes with a somewhat unhappy look on his face.
The sight of Lan Sheng being imprisoned in the Demon Prison and covered in blood was still vivid in his mind. How could he let go so easily?
Sensing the displeasure of his savior, Meng Xie cheered up and raised his little head to look at Du Ce.
"This little guy is so cute." Du Ce realized that he had said the wrong thing. When he was at a loss, he noticed the resentful little eyes behind him and quickly tried to make amends for himself.
Du Ce bent down to stroke its head, but unexpectedly the little guy straightened up and bared his white teeth in a wary manner.
"Don't touch me yet." Du Ce smiled awkwardly, coughed slightly, and then changed the subject and asked Chang Ling, "When is Junior Brother Chang Ling planning to set off?"
"I'll leave early tomorrow morning." Chang Ling found a chair and sat down, poured a glass of water, and asked Du Ce to come and sit too.
"Is it so important?" Du Ce sat next to Chang Ling, holding the cup: "Junior brother has just been released from confinement, why not stay a little longer?"
Chang Ling shook his head and sighed helplessly: "If you leave early, you can return early. The disaster is imminent, and I don't dare to delay any longer."
Du Ce naturally also knows that the current situation in the outside world is not optimistic.
"That's alright." Du Ce sighed, waved his hand and continued: "Yuntian and the demons are on the same level. Junior brother, remember to be careful during this trip."
Du Ce then told Chang Ling some of Yuntian's current situation with the demons, including some of Yuntian's changes during Chang Ling's retreat.
