After running for more than 20 miles, Yan Ling stopped his journey, and saw an old green sandalwood tree not far away, with lush branches, so he and Xiaohua got into the shade of the tree, sat down with one butt, and whistled and gasped.

Yan Ling puffed up and said: "Disappointing, I haven't eaten enough miles, he is here again! ”

"Here, I know Sister Yan Ling hasn't eaten yet. Xiaohua handed over the two steamed buns in his hand.

Yan Ling grabbed a steamed bun with one hand and gnawed it fiercely, but he was anxious and thirsty, how could he swallow the mouth full of steamed bun dandruff?

She muttered, "If I had known this, it would have been nice if the money wasn't spent indiscriminately, otherwise I wouldn't have eaten this thing now." ”

"When you spend lavishly, I say, 'Save some flowers, save some flowers', you don't believe it, and it's too late to regret it now. I used to be like this, but when I regretted it, I didn't have any money, and then I had to beg for food. Xiaohua said, lying on the grass as if deflated, pillowing the back of his head with his hands, closing his eyes and napping.

"Begging? I won't beg!"

Yan Ling was so anxious that she almost jumped up, and suddenly remembered the group of little beggars begging for rock sugar gourds, and her whole body seemed to have goosebumps, "I...... I...... Who am I? I am a disciple of Li Shan's mother! I have the ability: I can do light skills! I can do martial arts! I can also fly the shadow sword! I ...... I'm ...... How can I beg for food?"

Yan Ling was full of frustration, and muttered for a long time, but he didn't see Xiaohua answer, and when he looked at it, he saw that Xiaohuaxiu's eyes were slightly closed, and he was breathing evenly, as if he was asleep.

"Ahem, Miss Ben will sleep on it first. Yan Ling muttered to herself, made the package into a pillow, and lay down on her back facing the sky.

A gentle breeze blew in, and the dense sandalwood leaves rubbed against each other, swaying, and making a rustling sound.

Yan Ling closed his eyebrows slightly, listening to the rustling of leaves in his ears, and the shadow of Wen Ji suddenly appeared in his mind.

Probably because Yan Ling had been gambling and playing well, so he didn't care much about Wenji, but at this time, more than ten days had passed, and he was a little tired of playing, and the silver was almost gone, so he naturally remembered Wenji subconsciously.

"Today, I see that Dingzhi's brother seems to be sick, and if he is sick...... What should I do?" Yan Ling was secretly worried, and turned to the left, "Anyway, I have already broken off the marriage contract with him, and it will be irrelevant from now on." ”

"But...... But I robbed him of his money bag, and he chased him all the way like this, and he must have not eaten for many days, so it's strange that he didn't get sick. Yan Ling turned to the right side again, and said worriedly, "Who told him to make me angry! I know that Jiutian is my enemy, but I still want to say that he is his friend, and he deserves ......."

Yan Ling seemed to have two people in her mind who were having a debate meeting, saying this for a while, and saying that for a while, which made her head dizzy, and she fell asleep unconsciously.

The breeze is blowing, the sandalwood leaves are whispering, and the sundial is quietly approaching to the west.

It wasn't until sunset in the western mountains that the twilight shrouded the four fields that Yan Ling woke up.

She straightened up and glanced down at Long Pei, but there was no red light reaction, and suddenly a sense of loss came to her heart.

Seeing that Xiaohua was still sleeping soundly, Yan Ling gently patted her a few times and called her to hurry.

Xiaohua woke up hazy, stretched a lazy waist, yawned twice, and was comfortable and comfortable.

Then the two of them cleaned up, staggered, listless, and continued on their way aimlessly.

******

It is said that Wenji's small bag of gold and silver, to say the least, is seventeen or eighteen taels, if it is given to ordinary people, it will not be a problem for a few years, but if it is to be squandered, it is a little uncertain. It just so happened that Yan Ling was a master who didn't know gold and silver, and he spent a lot of money to buy it, and when he knew the benefits of silver, there was already little gold and silver left.

The two of them wandered around in Qingyang County for a few more days, and there were only twenty or thirty copper plates left in the money bag, and they were already on the verge of "eating and worrying about eating".

This morning, Xiaohua bought four steamed buns in a market town, wrapped them in oiled paper, made one for himself, and gave the rest to Yan Ling.

Yan Ling sat under the stone gate at the entrance of the market town, holding a steamed bun in his hand, and while biting slowly, he said in a daze: "Xiaohua: It's been a long time, have you seen my dragon pendant glowing?"

"Nope. ”

"Strange thing, I didn't see it glow. Yan Ling said rather melancholy.

"There's no glow, there's no glow, didn't you say you didn't want to see that brother? Now that he's not looking for you, you're thinking about him, it's really weird. ”

"He must have known that I had no money on me and was going to beg for food, so he didn't come to me. Yan Ling confirmed.

"Begging for food, begging for food, what's the big deal!" Xiaohua is a veteran, so he said it majestically.

"Hmph! If you want to beg for food, I won't beg for it! He must be hiding in some dark place and secretly laughing at me, no! I'm going to find him!" Yan Ling said angrily, wrapping the remaining two steamed buns and stuffing them into her arms, in fact, in her subconscious, she was worried about Wen Ji's illness.

Xiaohua rolled his eyes and said, "You don't know where that brother is, how can you find him?"

"Of course I know where he is, I have Long Peili. Yan Ling made up his mind, took out the dragon pendant to show his beard, and suddenly stuffed his right index finger into his mouth, and bit blood in one bite, and dripped blood on the dragon pendant.

Seeing this, Xiaohua trembled with fright: "Sister Yan Ling, this is ...... This...... Doesn't it hurt?"

"What do you say, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, you can take a bite and try it!" Yan Ling said with grinning in pain.

During those words, Long Pei ate blood, and a red light was revealed.

"Xiaohua, you just take care of the package here, and my sister will go back when she goes. Yan Ling said that, he jumped up and rushed to the back road in the direction of Long Pei's traction.

******

Yan Ling drove fifty or sixty miles with his head covered, and Long Pei's light gradually dimmed, and his sense weakened. She was anxious, and took another bite of blood, dripping on the dragon pendant, which made her frown and instigated, so uncomfortable.

After more than thirty miles, Long Pei suddenly dragged Yan Ling to the bottom of the rocky cliff in the distance.

So she ran straight to the bottom of the rocky cliff.

But I saw that under the chaotic stone cliff, in front of the pine and bamboo forest, there was a land temple erected, with a single eaves resting on the mountain, with double eyes and window holes, and the door was open, and it was silent.

Yan Ling hurriedly walked into the Land Temple, and when he looked at it, he saw a person lying under the incense case, his face was pale and he was dying.

If it's not Wenji, who is it?

It turned out that Ri Wenji caught up with him, but due to excessive blood loss and lack of energy, he finally fainted on the way. After a long time, he woke up, reluctantly got up and continued to walk, under the scorching sun, his spirit became more and more trance-like, and suddenly saw a land temple in front of the pine and bamboo forest in front of him, so he came in to hide from the sun, but as soon as he lay down, he could not get up again.

"Brother Dingzhi!"

When Yan Ling suddenly caught a glimpse of Wen Ji's miserable appearance, all her resentment and anger turned into tenderness, she exclaimed, tears rolled down, and hurriedly ran to the incense case, hugged Wen Ji, and called eagerly: "Brother Dingzhi, what's wrong with you? Brother Dingzhi ......"

shouted a few times, but Wenji was still silent and motionless.

Yan Ling hugged Wen Ji in his arms, but found that his ten fingers were sparsely broken and had turned white and gray, which was miserable and shocking compared to her.

"Brother Dingzhi! Brother Dingzhi......" Yan Ling grabbed Wenji's hands, stared at them with tears, and cried out in pain, "Brother Dingzhi...... Dingzhi's brother...... I was wrong, I shouldn't have said that...... Brother Dingzhi, wake up, don't scare me...... Wake up......"

After a long time, Wen Ji was awakened and vaguely recognized Yan Linglai: "Yan ...... Water...... Water ......"

Yan Ling suddenly heard the call and was overjoyed: "Brother Dingzhi, you wait...... I...... I'm ...... I'm going to fetch water!"

Yan Ling gently stabilized Wen Ji, grabbed an empty bowl on the incense case, turned around, and hurriedly rushed out of the Land Temple.

After a while, Yan Ling scooped back a bowl of water from the clear water ditch next to the Land Temple, and carefully fed Wen Ji to drink.

As the saying goes: water is the source of life, and it is better than a panacea. Sure enough, after half a cup of tea, Wenji opened his eyes leisurely.

"Brother Dingzhi, are you awake...... I...... I still have steamed buns here!" Yan Ling suddenly remembered the steamed buns in his arms, and hurriedly took them out, tore them into small pieces, and fed them to Wenji piece by piece.

Wenji ate one bite after another, and after a short time, he finished eating a steamed bun, and his spirit improved greatly.

"Sister Yan Ling...... Let's go back with my brother, even if my mother says something wrong, we as juniors shouldn't come back. Wenji persuaded.

"Brother Dingzhi......" Yan Ling wanted to say nothing, and tortured Wenji into such a pitiful state, she regretted it in her heart.

"It makes sense for my mother to say that she will resolve the hatred between you and Jiutian, after all, my mother is a person who has come over, has seen a lot, and can see it through. Wen Ji said slowly, "This time, Jiutian She was Sister Hui's long-lost sister, but now it is difficult to find her, but you want to kill Jiutian, how can she be embarrassed; ”

"You, you......" Yan Ling was immediately unhappy when he heard this.

Just as he was about to reply, Wenji coughed violently, and his whole body was spasmed, and he looked so painful.

Yan Ling suddenly softened again, and said with tears in her eyes: "I'll listen...... I listen to my brother. ”

When Wen Ji heard this, he was greatly relieved, and gently grabbed Yan Ling's left hand and said, "The sage said that if you can do the Tao of forgiveness, you will be able to bless your descendants." Sister Yan Ling, you are sensible. ”

Yan Ling lightly clasped Wenji's right hand, and there was a burst of softness all over his body, and when he heard Wenji's praise, he was very complacent, lowered his head and twisted it.

Wen Ji continued: "Sister Yan Ling, I am very weak now, I can't walk, and I can't go back for a while, so you can help me go to a nearby inn to live in first, and then go to the pharmacy to grab a few pairs of medicine to nourish blood and qi, and boil the soup for me to drink." ”

As soon as these words came out, it was like pouring a basin of cold water in the thirty-nine days, splashing a Yan Ling from head to toe, and there was no joy at all: This store takes medicine, but it costs a lot of silver, and now where do I have any silver?