Chapter 191: Monk Suxin (28)
Congratulations to you, monk, you have seen the essence of Leng Ancestor.
Leng Junling tilted his chin to see the excitement, looked him up and down in front of the monk, and said in an exaggerated tone: "Why haven't you seen you for a few days, you have become so embarrassed, wouldn't it be that you provoked the girl from that good family again, and was chased by other people's fathers all over the mountain." β
Covering his mouth and grinning, not at all, the pink little face reveals a healthy flush, where is it like the appearance of the damaged soul body, it is definitely healthier than the current monk I don't know how many times, on the other hand, the monk, not to mention the yellow muscle thin face is also haggard, always revealing a deceptive and kind smile The thin lips are all large and small cracks at this time, and tender meat can be seen under the dried bloodstains, the skin exposed on the head and neck and hands is full of scratches, as if it has been whipped by something dense, and the white cotton monk's robe is always full of cracks and raw edges, and the cloth stained with blood stains is not much better than the rag, where is the handsome flower monk before, said that he was a beggar, and the beggars were much more decent than him, and he changed from a handsome man to an air-dried bacon, and the gap between them was simply a hundred thousand Yan Kong.
Seeing the monk in such a miserable state, he could still laugh, and the monk's teeth were itchy with his gloating appearance, and he really fed the dog with sincerity, and it seemed that his sin of running all over the mountain for more than a month was in vain.
"Come and help me, I hurt my leg when I fell. β
The monk couldn't help but stretch out his hand to Leng Junling without rolling his eyes, his arm shook twice in mid-air, looking at his kidney deficiency, this embarrassed appearance had to be covered up against other little ladies, there was no need for his ghost maid aunt and grandmother, seeing that the monk was indeed struggling to get up, Leng Junling floated to his side, dragged the monk's waist to help him get up, the touch under the palm of his hand was good, the rag monk's robe could cover the figure but could not block the touch, the waist was slender and tight, and the abdominal muscles could be vaguely touched, the monk only cared about his broken leg, and did not pay attention to the movements of Leng Junling's handsγ
The bottom of this cave is not shallow, the monk's leg was injured and it was a little laborious to go up, Leng Junling first floated up to the top of the cave to check, and saw that there was no pursuer, so he dragged the monk's body and floated up, with the help of the Zen staff and Leng Junling, a few ups and downs, one person and one ghost smoothly returned to the ground.
"Don't you have any medicine on you?
The monk shook his head: "It's all used up, you help me first, find a place to avoid it first." β
"Did you meet a wolf or a tiger, monk, it's rare to see you so embarrassed, but then again, monk, do you want me, without me by your side, see if you're all hurt?"
Leng Junling approached the monk and laughed, the monk's face twitched, he really didn't have the heart to laugh with Leng Junling now, the demon cultivation power is not weak, and there are many means, he chased this way, if it wasn't for the many hole cards on his body, he could still run until now.
But thinking that this is also holding his breath, since he went out of the mountain gate, he has not been so embarrassed.
As soon as they met, they were busy running for their lives, Leng Junling dragged the monk and the two through the forest quickly, if anyone saw it in the middle of the night, they would definitely feel that they had seen a ghost, and the tattered white shadows were flying in the forest, maybe there would be some poignant ghost stories. After escaping for a while, the monk's physical strength couldn't keep up, Leng Junling put him under the tree to rest, his hand was withdrawn from his waist, thinking about getting some medicine for the monk, she secretly touched the monk's wrist, and the heart pulse was slippery, it seemed to be nothing, but it would not die, but the meridians were damaged, which was detrimental to cultivation.
"Monk, I'll go find some medicine, the wound is dragging like this, and you can't go far. β
"It's fine, it's just a flesh wound. The monk sat under the tree with his legs bent, removed the blood-soaked cloth strip and put it into his sleeve, tore the hem of his clothes again, and tightened the wound on his leg again, which was not like bandaging the wound, but like he was going to amputate himself, Leng Junling saw that his eyes darkened and he was even more interested in the pursuer, this chasing soldier could make the monk so jealous, and he didn't even dare to leave a trace of blood.
"Look at your current appearance, you look so miserable, worse than Ah Huang, who was beaten by the arrogant young master in my previous home. β
"Siniang, you weren't like this before, sure enough, women are fickle, I'm not much better looking than a dog?" The monk cried, feeling that he was hurt and his heart was sad!
Leng Junling waved his hand, and a water mirror appeared in front of the monk, and the embarrassed appearance in the water mirror made the monk stunned: "I don't go far, I just look for some herbs nearby, you draw a picture for me, and I will look for it?"
Siniang is a little maid, where she recognizes herbal spiritual plants, she has no talent for medicine in the past two years with the monk, and the key monk has not been so embarrassed, Leng Junling said this just to ask for an excuse, once you enter the forest, where do you need any patterns.
The chest was burning, and the monk knew that his situation was not good: "Then say okay Siniang, don't go far, it's a demon cultivator who is chasing me, let him find out that you are worried about your life." β
"I know, I know, I still have a lot of beautiful clothes to wear, you still owe me jewelry, girl, I won't rush to find death, I'll be careful, draw quickly." β
Leng Junling urged, the monk was helpless, there was no ink, so he pulled his clothes and painted several plants with blood, and described them to Leng Junling: "These are ordinary medicinal materials, you take a closer look at the stems and leaves, half an hour, and if you can't find it, you will come back." β
"Don't worry, a few blades of grass won't bother me. β
Leng Junling couldn't wait to float away after covering the monk's figure a little with a branch, the monk sighed, a little worried, just because he hadn't found a single spiritual plant leaf in these deep mountains and old forests for more than a month, he was hopeless for Leng Junling, and it was a great luck to find some ordinary hemostatic medicinal materials.
But Leng Junling is not a real little ghost, as soon as he enters the forest, he is like a fish returning to the sea, the yellow dress is just a flash and has drifted away, avoiding the range that the monk can detect, he cheats directly, so that the egg is directly released from the system to locate the nearby spirit plant medicinal materials, just like a jackal rushing into a herd of lambs, hehe smiled and floated over according to the marked point of the three-dimensional image map in front of her, with her speed, even this half an hour is enough for her to scavenge a lot of things, not to mention that the egg is also intimately marked the rare level of the spirit plant, although there is no too precious in this forest, but if you pick more, it is better than nothingγ
If the monk had this plug-in until Leng Junling, I don't know if he would be envious or vomit blood in anger, after all, he could only gnaw grass roots and drink water when he ran around the mountains for more than a month, and it was not good to be a wild man who could only eat dry food when he saw people.
In the next half an hour, Leng Junling's efficiency of picking Lingzhi is simply outrageous, where is this Cailingzhi, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is plundering, abandoning some young seedlings that are not old enough, Leng Junling is dividing each marker point according to the degree of rarity, and there is nothing valuable left in this small forest in less than half an hour, Leng Junling even has time to pick some useless but good-looking little wildflowers, tie them into bunches and throw them into a small space, and keep them for Frost Spirit to play in the future, this precious spirit animal of his own always has the squeamishness of a little girl, and he likes these good-looking but useless things, I accidentally saw Dream of Red Mansions and learned Lin Daiyu Burial Flowers, Huo Huo gave her a lot of spiritual plants, Leng Junling felt distressed when she thought about it, let's get some cheap things and go back to coax the little girl.
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I don't know where her spirit beast came from, the sorrows and sorrows of these little human girls, she is not such a delicate person?