Lin Du lowered his eyes, vomited out another mouthful of blood, passed out in Xia Wu's arms, and tugged on Granny Ma's sleeve.
Undecided when faced with trouble, he pretends to be dead.
Granny Mapa:......
She resignedly followed Lin Du's instructions and kept talking with her eyes closed, "Wan Xia, what you are looking for now is not the incarnation of the Moon God. The Moon God just borrowed her body. Now she can't bear the divine power and has passed out. "
Mo Lin hesitated to speak, but did not speak.
Wan Xia looked regretful, "I thought...the Moon God was here to pick me up."
Tao Xian couldn't help but curse, silly girl, if you were really taken away by the Moon God, your soul would really be gone.
Don’t think it’s a good thing just because someone looks good! The more beautiful you are in the world, the more likely you are to deceive people.
The girl's eyes fell on Lin Du's pale face, which was still stained with blood. The whiter the person, the more prominent the color. Now her eyes were closed, her hair was curled and scattered, her eyelashes were thick, and her lips were There was a little bit of red on it, making her look like a pervert.
Not to mention the girl, Tao Xian's heart trembled - he was frightened.
Granny Mapa was forced to take out another four-wheeled vehicle, but this one was much more delicate than the one under Tao Xian, and even had animal patterns carved on it.
Tao Xian looked at the four-wheeled vehicle secretly, "Why is hers so high-end?"
Granny Ma looked back at Tao Xian's simple four-wheeled vehicle made of wooden boards, even the burrs on it had not been worn off.
"Because she is young."
"But I'm almost dead!"
Tao Xian actually lost his temper.
Lin Du was still pretending to be dead until she walked out of the village and walked a certain distance. Tao Xian panicked before she spoke.
"No, little Taoist priest? Are you still pretending? We've already gone two miles, and we can't catch up."
"Director Lin Xiaodao? No, I just complained and complained. I didn't say I wanted your four-wheeler."
Granny Ma thought he was noisy and said, "She's fine, she just fell asleep."
Tao Xian:...?
"How does she sleep at her age?"
Xia Tian Wu took his pulse and said, "I fainted from exhaustion. Two large formations were set up in one day. My consciousness was seriously overdrawn. It's good to be able to hold on until now."
The blood just now was really vomiting, and the spiritual impact on the heart was not small. If it were not maintained by the medicine, the young master's uncle would have ruptured his heart and vomited more than three liters of blood.
The road from Qinglu Village to Phoenix City was hardly a road. It was filled with grass and woods and was extremely bumpy. I didn't want to use the flying boat a few summers, but thinking that Granny Ma seemed more willing to walk, I let it go.
Tao Xian felt like his bones were about to fall apart from such a jolt, but Lin Du didn't wake up at all.
Mr. Mo Lin felt that his junior uncle had died in his sleep, so he took a few steps to check it out.
Granny Ma didn't think she was weird before, but now she feels a little shameless when she is about to enter the city.
The two four-wheelers looked half-dead, and there were two righteous disciples on the left and one on the right who were like guardians. She didn't want to join this combination.
So Granny Ma walked into the city gate one step ahead of them, but the guards didn't dare to stop her anyway.
The weird foursome at the back were stopped by guards and asked what they were doing.
Mo Lin pointed at Granny Ma, who had a particularly upright face and big eyes full of confidence, "We all follow Granny Ma."
The guard glanced at Granny Mapa who was walking alone, and then at the two half-dead people on the four-wheeler. Thinking of Granny Mapa's identity, she thought it was reasonable, put down the blocking knife, and motioned for them to enter the city directly.
The group of people arrived at the courtyard covered with spiritual vines. When the courtyard door opened, they saw a man sitting peacefully inside the courtyard door. Next to him stood two maids with sweet smiles, drinking tea quietly.
If Granny Ma hadn't been convinced that this was her own yard, she would have thought she had gone to the wrong door.
The man took a leisurely sip of tea without raising his eyes, "You're back?"
Mo Lin and Xia Wu raised their hands to salute, "I have met the Seventh Master Uncle."
The woman has a high bun on her head, a blue shirt and a moon skirt. The waist badge is very heavy. It is indeed the identity badge of the Supreme Sect. Her thin eyelids are sharp and majestic, and her eyes are calm and unhurried. Coercion.
"I received your transmission note yesterday. I was eating at that time." Feng Yi put down the tea cup and then stood up. The exaggerated earrings on her ears did not move at all. Then she raised her hand respectfully and said goodbye to Granny Map. A gift.
"Feng Yi, the ninety-ninth generation disciple of the Supreme Sect, has met Granny Ma. I would like to thank you for your kindness in saving my younger generation from dying. I have specially prepared some small gifts. I hope that my senior will accept it."
She was thin and tall, standing there like an unsheathed cold sword. Her posture and words were all respectful, but no one thought she was respectful.
Feng Yi had a graceful demeanor that looked down on all living beings. He didn't look like he was here to ask for thanks, but rather like he was here to give a reward.
Granny Ma suddenly felt tired.
The neighboring sects have turned their disciples into the same pine and bamboo forest. Although it is boring, it will not go out of its way to make people unable to deal with it. The Supreme Sect is like a nest of flowers growing in a mess. You never know what will happen next. Suddenly something strange appears to them.
You would be right to say that they are all rare species, but they bloom in a variety of ways.
"I have already asked for their reward and will not accept any more gifts." Granny Map said.
Feng Yi had a box in his hand, "It's just a small gift, not a sign of respect. My mother-in-law will know right away."
Granny Mapa didn't want to accept it at first, but she saw Feng Yi slowly opening the box in his hand.
She was stunned for a moment and took a deep look at Feng Yi, "The disciples of the Supreme Sect are all really capable people."
The bead offered by the gods is indeed a treasure that is hard to refuse for the Corpse King.
The pearls in the mouth of the god's body may seem a bit unethical to the monks nearby, but to the people of the Supreme Sect, they are just right.
No matter what monk broke into the Ancient God's Relics Mansion, it would be difficult for him to think of touching someone's body.
However, the disciples of the Supreme Sect were famous for their bandit temperament, plucking the feathers of geese and leaving their skins when animals strayed. Even the Ancient God's Relics Mansion was no exception.
Granny Ma was finally convinced.
She took the box and forgave Feng Yi for occupying the magpie's nest and commanding her corpse to make tea for her.
Feng Yi turned to walk towards the four-wheeled vehicle, scanning the two people with sharp eyes, and finally stood in front of Lin Du precisely.
"Is this the child from our sect who was poisoned? How could he be so thin, how could he be so pitiful?"
Mo Lin, who was standing beside him, was silent for a moment, "Uncle Qi, that's not the case."
Feng Yi instantly retracted his hand that wanted to touch Lin Du's face, and looked into Tao Xian's eyes with a look of embarrassment, "What a good boy. I remember he was quite handsome when he entered the sect. Why is he so disabled now?"
Tao Xian:...Okay, don’t say any more.
Mo Lin cleared his throat and said, "Uncle Seventh, I'm here. That's Tao Xian, a direct disciple of the Feixing Sect."
Feng Yi then moved his gaze to Mo Lin, "Ah, Mo Lin, you are already so old. When you were a child, your father carried you into the sect, and you were only a little one. My uncle also hugged you, do you remember? me?"
Of course Mo Lin remembered, but Feng Yi obviously didn't remember him at all.
It was clear that they had met once when they were growing up. He vaguely remembered that the headmaster had told him before leaving that your seventh uncle was a little informal. I guess that was probably the reason.
"Aren't you poisoned? What's going on with this little thing?"
Feng Yi turned his attention to Lin Du, "He's quite good-looking. At first glance, he is from our Supreme Sect."
"We were attacked by men in white robes last night and asked for help from the Seventh Master, but the Seventh Master didn't have time to come over, so the little Master's consciousness was exhausted and he fell into a coma." Mo Lin said honestly.
Feng Yi still had that graceful look on his face, but his eyes fell elsewhere calmly, "I thought I was in southern Yunnan when I received the order from the master."
"But actually, I'm in southern Guangdong."
Mo Lin was silent for a moment, "So..."
"So I really rushed here all night. It turned out that it was difficult to ask for directions at night. I turned around several cities before I found Phoenix City. After dawn, I received your second message, saying it was from Grandma Ma of Phoenix City. Small courtyard, I’ll be here first.”
"Thank you for your hard work traveling thousands of miles at night." Mo Lin silently saluted again.
Obviously, this uncle was blind. She picked up the transmission talisman in the middle of the night and probably made more than one mistake.
