Zhang Qing mistakenly thought that the other party suspected that his feet were dirty. After all, Ruan Ruibai was a well-known mysophobic in the Tianshan Sect. She blinked her beautiful cat eyes: "Second Senior Brother, there is no blood on my feet."
Ruan Ruibai pinched his eyebrows: "That's not what I meant."
"Not even on my hands."
Ruan Ruibai:......
Yi Qusheng looked at Ruan Ruibai and then at Zhang Qing, his eyes moved, and he stretched out his arms to pull Zhang Qing, who was staring at Ruan Ruibai, to sit on the top of the clock, pointed to her feet, and said with a smile:
"Qingqing's feet are not only not stained with blood, but also not stained with mud. Junior brother, there is no need to dislike it."
Ruan Ruibai: I already told you that’s not what I meant. Why is Yi Qusheng pretending to be a fool?
He sighed and looked up at Yi Qusheng: "Fourth Junior Sister doesn't understand, don't you understand?"
Zhang Qing is too murderous. Even though Ruan Ruibai was so angry, he only cut off the hands and tendons of these people. Yi Qusheng did not show any blood at all and directly used his magic weapon to control the people.
As for Zhang Qing's action, she would kill someone, but she didn't feel any psychological burden at all.
She is only 13 years old! Can you teach her not to kill randomly?
Yi Qusheng naturally understood what Ruan Ruibai meant. Did he not want to stop it? He can't stop it! Zhang Qing is a physical cultivator, and his attacks are much faster than his weapon cultivator!
Besides, Zhang Qing is not without any psychological burden. She usually would not let herself be hugged like this. Yi Qusheng had sharp eyes, and he noticed that Zhang Qing stood motionless next to the corpse. He seemed to be stable, but in fact his hands and feet were weak and he was stunned. He then lifted the person up to the top of the clock, touched his head and patted his shoulders to comfort him.
Yi Qusheng hugged Zhang Qing and touched his head, saying earnestly: "Qingqing, don't kill him next time. Accumulating killing karma will not be conducive to your practice."
Zhang Qing came to his senses and moved his hand away from his head expressionlessly: "Elder brother, please don't act like a hooligan."
Yi Qusheng: ...I want to cry.
Ruan Ruibai: Cry, you worthless thing.
Zhang Qing looked at the eye contact between the two, and she actually understood it.
Ruan Ruibai was 14 years old. This was the first time she saw someone being killed. She was only 13 years old. Isn't this her first time killing someone? She didn't want to kill the disciple. It was more valuable to keep him alive for interrogation than to die. She originally aimed at the opponent's legs, but the moment she took action, her mind was in a trance, and she changed the attack path, and accidentally hit his neck.
When she came to her senses, the hand knife with thunder and lightning had already cut into half of the other person's neck. She felt the flesh and bones passing through the back of her palm, and saw the confusion and fear in the other person's eyes.
She stared at the corpse for two seconds, then noticed Ruan Ruibai's incredibly frightened eyes, and he was talking nonsense in a panic, saying that there was no blood on his feet.
She didn't know how to explain to the two of them that she was suddenly possessed by a ghost? It's too ridiculous.
Could it be that someone controlled it at that moment? Thinking of this, Zhang Qing felt his hands and feet were cold and his breathing was a little sluggish.
Jin Su'er suddenly popped her head out of the bushes on one side, looked at the few lying on the ground, and waved her hand behind her, her voice soft and waxy, and her tone cute.
"The alive ones will be taken back to the dungeon for interrogation, and the dead ones will be burned to ashes and spread on my medicinal fields to make fertilizer."
One sentence interrupted the thinking of the three people.
Yi Qusheng raised his eyebrows at Ruan Ruibai: You don't care about Guan Su'er? I think she didn't give in too much and didn't even leave a whole body behind.
Ruan Ruibai took a deep breath.
Kim So Ah is the one who has no psychological burden. She is a cute girl who is not afraid of anything. Even though it was her first time to see a human corpse, she was not afraid. She just felt that this person's death was not a pity.
Zhang Qing was hugged by Yi Qusheng's arm. Seeing Jin Su'er and a group of disciples busy, he also wanted to go and help.
Yi Qusheng hugged her to the top of the clock again, "Qingqing, take a rest, Su'er is busy." After that, he raised his hand and called a few wooden men to help.
In the past month, Yi Qusheng had figured out how to make puppets, and he was already at the first level of foundation building. He was very excited and made many puppets, sweeping the floor, cooking, and taking care of Jin Su'er's medicine field. He can do anything and is a good expert at home.
But it doesn't fight, and it's very crispy.
Zhang Qing complained that Yi Qusheng was a "virtuous husband and good father", and the magical weapons he finally made were either used to kill people or to coax people to sleep. If it weren't for the fact that this man didn't always have a formal appearance, wearing a gauze dress and opening his tail like a peacock, he would really be a good man from a good family.
Zhang Qing looked down at Jin Suer who was smiling innocently and greeting him.
There are three senior brothers and sisters...oh no, there are four now. The most innocent one is probably the second senior brother Ruan Ruibai.
Even Zhang Qing has secrets.
Yi Qusheng found that Zhang Qing in her arms seemed a little too quiet. She would not let herself hold him like this normally.
Zhang Qing just struggled a few times and then stopped moving. The strength of a monk in the foundation building stage is greater than that of her who has just started physical training.
She saw the puppet holding the head with one hand and dragging the body with the other. The dead disciple's head was just facing Zhang Qing. The expression on his face was still the same as the second before he was killed by her. His eyes were wide open and his mouth was open. A look of horror.
Zhang Qing clenched his fists and felt sticky blood on his fingertips. He opened his palms and looked down but found nothing. Zhang Qing felt a little congested, and his hands and feet felt increasingly cold, as if even the air in his throat was blocked.
Yi Qusheng held her and slid down from the top of the clock. The 16-year-old boy was tall enough that he could easily hold Zhang Qing like a kitten. "Junior brother, please accept the bell and the people inside it. I will take Qingqing back first."
Ruan Ruibai glanced at it, nodded, and turned to help Jin Suer.
Zhang Qing was stunned, what was Ruan Ruibai's look in his eyes? Why do you look like you can't wait to get away from yourself immediately?
Yi Qusheng held Zhang Qing's head in his arms like a child and walked back quickly, even using his body skills.
Zhang Qing looked down at the woods and buildings passing quickly beneath his feet, frowning slightly: "Brother, why are you running so fast?"
"Senior brother?"
Yi Qusheng didn't say anything, and flew dozens of meters away in one step. The red gauze clothes rustled in the wind. To the people on the ground, it looked like a strange red cloud, floating very fast.
While Zhang Qing was asking questions, Yi Qusheng had floated to the top of the mountain, hugged Zhang Qing, put her on the bed, took out the heated magic weapon coat and put it on her, and then pulled up the quilt to wrap her up.
Zhang Qing saw in Yi Qusheng's panicked movements that there were strange scorch marks on the gauze clothes on his forearms.
Reacted suddenly.
The purple thunder in the body has just been leaked.
Zhang Qing's practice extremely tests her character. If her emotions fluctuate too much, purple thunder will flow out of her body and attack everyone and everything around her indiscriminately.
She was once startled by a centipede that suddenly jumped out of Jin Suer's medicinal field. Her hands and feet stiffened, purple thunder overflowed, and all the herbs around her were electrocuted.
Jin So'er never called her to help in the medicine field again.
It was the first time she saw Jin Soer looking at her with a mournful expression. I guess that piece of herb was very expensive.
Her purple thunder still left scorch marks on Yi Qusheng's refining furnace, and burnt holes in Ruan Ruibai's green clothes. Sometimes I have nightmares in the middle of the night, and when I wake up in the morning, the whole bed is turned to dust.
Yi Qusheng painstakingly took out some materials from his treasury and made her a bed and bedding that were not afraid of purple thunder... and the simple clothes she was wearing were also made by him.
True "a good husband and a good father".
Thinking that his hands and feet were cold just now, Zhang Qing laughed at himself. Pretending to be calm really doesn't work, but how do you control your emotions?
It was very miraculous. As soon as she put on Yi Qusheng's magic weapon, she felt much calmer, and her hands and feet were not as stiff as before. Could you let him make another one, or find a reason to ask him for it?
Zhang Qing raised his eyes and looked at Yi Qusheng. Yi Qusheng wrapped her in a quilt and covered her with a magic weapon with a serious look on her face, and put a spiritual fruit in her hand to express comfort. Zhang Qing had the illusion that the other party wanted to seal him away.
"Okay, senior brother." Zhang Qing pushed the fruit back and breathed a sigh of relief, his dark eyes as calm as water. "I feel better."
Yi Qusheng looked at the corner of the quilt to confirm that no purple thunder had spilled out, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. "You... why did you kill that person if you were afraid?" Yi Qusheng rarely had a serious face, "There are so many people just now, so it's not convenient for me to teach you. Aren't you already memorized the Tianshan Sect's rules? You forgot the rule of not killing easily so quickly? If the one who scolds you today is not me but the master, you will definitely be punished!"
Zhang Qing lowered her head silently, feeling extremely guilty, "I'm sorry, senior brother." After a pause, she decided to tell him what just happened, and then raised her head: "Senior brother, I didn't want to kill anyone just now, but I felt dizzy for no reason at the moment I took action. , when she came back to her senses, her hand had already... inserted into his neck." Zhang Qing spoke softer and softer, and she felt like she was making excuses for herself.
Yi Qusheng frowned and stared at her with his peach blossom eyes: "Inexplicable dizziness? Don't find a ridiculous excuse to avoid responsibility." After saying that, he put his fingers on Zhang Qing's wrist, closed his eyes, and looked Use a glimmer of consciousness to check.
A monk would not get sick easily, let alone feel dizzy. No wonder Yi Qusheng thought she was lying.
Zhang Qing's body was still full of spiritual energy. After starting to practice, she confirmed that what Yi Qusheng said was true. She had indeed absorbed almost an entire spiritual spring's huge spiritual energy, and it took two months to transform only a small part.
A small part of the transformed spiritual power turned into purple thunder and was stored in the small space opened in the dantian. At this moment, it was as silent as a pool of purple water, flickering occasionally.
Yi Qusheng checked his dantian with his spiritual consciousness and found no abnormality, so he turned to Zhang Qing's head, intending to see if there was any abnormality in the place where his spiritual consciousness was controlled. Although Zhang Qing was in the Qi training stage, he could not move to Zhang Qing's head yet. He extends his spiritual consciousness in this way, but everyone has a place to control his spiritual consciousness. As a result, as soon as I got closer, I felt an inexplicable resistance.
Yi Qusheng frowned. He controlled his consciousness and stayed near the resistance for a while before exiting.
Zhang Qing also closed his eyes, trying to see if he could sense the other party's consciousness exploring his body, but failed.
Alas, there is such a big gap between the Qi training period and the foundation building period?
People's spiritual consciousness has jumped into the body, but I don't feel anything at all. I don't know if I was controlled and framed by someone one day.
Yi Qusheng withdrew his consciousness and looked solemn.
Zhang Qing tentatively spoke: "Senior brother?"
Yi Qusheng lowered his eyes, sat on the edge of the bed and put his hand on Zhang Qing's head.
