The middle-aged scribe hurriedly calmed down, bowed deeply to Jin Ling, and said, "Kun Dao likes to take it, thank you Kun Dao below." ”

Jin Ling said 'um', walked to the bookstall and put aside all the calligraphy and paintings on the bookshelf, then found a piece of white paper, wrote down the eight big characters of 'incurable diseases, hands to diseases' with a large stroke of the pen, and hung them on the shelves next to the bookshelf.

Looking at the simple stall that she had cleaned up, Jin Ling felt a faint sense of accomplishment in her heart, she hadn't felt this way for many years.

For her, asking for silver taels or this stall is actually a very simple thing. But the sense of accomplishment that comes with giving is irreplaceable.

She has always felt that the root of a person's self-confidence is a sense of achievement, and a life without a sense of accomplishment is like a picture scroll without color, a gray one. Whether it's having strength, getting a treasure, or defeating an opponent, what makes people feel happy is actually a sense of achievement.

After thanking him for his kindness, the middle-aged scribe picked up his pile of calligraphy and paintings and ran home happily.

Although there were more and more people around her stall, no one was willing to come up and try it, and someone secretly said in the crowd that the middle-aged scribe was Jin Ling's to.

The more those people talked, the more excessive, and some even began to slander her as a girl from Flower Street, and coming here to set up a stall is not a disguised solicitation, it is all a gimmick.

Jin Ling sat there quietly, without joy, sorrow or anger, silently experiencing the hardships of life as a mortal.

Gradually, people felt bored and dispersed, and Jin Ling's stall became deserted again, until sunset, the surrounding people all closed their stalls and went home, and Jin Ling did not meet a single guest to come to the door.

Jin Ling packed up his stall and walked towards the Mingyue Inn, feeling that life was not easy, whether as a mortal or a monk, he had his own hardships, and if he didn't experience it himself, he wouldn't know the hardships.

"Get out, we won't heal any demons here!"

In the pharmacy ahead, a rabbit-eared boy was driven out by a guy with a stick, and the wrist-thick stick hit him, and he hugged the rabbit in his arms tightly, silently bearing the beating with the stick.

The shopkeeper screamed, and the man stopped and went back to the pharmacy, and the rabbit-eared boy endured the pain and blood, and got up again, and the little rabbit in his arms had tears in his eyes.

The young man's swollen eyes narrowed into a slit, and he stroked the little rabbit in his arms and said, "Little sister, don't be afraid, my brother will go to the next family to ask for it, and there will definitely be one family willing to heal you." ”

The young man took two steps forward and saw Jin Ling standing there with a banner, his eyes suddenly lit up when he saw the word 'Jishi', and he ran to Jin Ling and asked: "Kun Dao, are you a doctor? Can you help me see my sister? Please, as long as you can cure my sister, I am willing to be a cow and a horse." ”

Jin Ling glanced at the little rabbit in his arms, it was just an internal injury, but if it was delayed for another half a day, the internal injury would break out and it would be hopeless.

"Do you have any money?" Jin Ling asked lightly.

Seeing that Jin Ling did not refuse, the young man cried with joy, and hurriedly pulled out a money bag from his arms and handed it to Jin Ling, "This is all my money, if it is not enough, I will earn it again, even if I go to sell blood and skin, I am willing, I just hope that Kun Dao can cure my sister." ”

There were only a few scattered silver taels in the money bag, which added up enough for her to stay at the Mingyue Inn for one night.

"That's enough. After Jin Ling finished speaking, he took the little rabbit from the young man's hand, pressed his hand on the rabbit's abdomen, and a faint blue light entered the little rabbit's body from her palm.

After a while, the dying little rabbit suddenly rolled over and jumped up, becoming lively.

The little rabbit jumped directly from Jin Ling's hand, and in a flash, it turned into a petite and cute rabbit-eared little girl who looked only ten years old.

"Little sister, you've changed back again, it's great!" the young man took the little girl's hand and looked it up and down, and the two of them hugged each other and sobbed quietly.

Thinking that Jin Ling was still beside her, the little girl hurriedly bowed to Jin Ling Yingying, and said in a glutinous voice: "Xiao Ling, thank you Kundao for help." ”

"Will you demons turn back to their original form after being seriously injured?" Jin Ling asked.

Xiao Ling nodded and said, "Well, that's the case." ”

"Then how did you go from a demon to a demon?" Jin Ling asked again.

Xiao Ling looked at the young man and seemed a little embarrassed, the young man took Xiao Ling's hand and said: "Kun Dao forgives the sin, originally this is the secret of our demons, but I don't think Kun Dao is a bad person, so I will tell Kun Dao a thing or two." ”

"There are some specific conditions for us demons to become demons, and these specific conditions determine how many demon characteristics will remain on our bodies after we become demons, and the fewer these characteristics, the closer we are to people, and the better we will live. But such demons are always a minority, and if they can really become exactly like people, who will admit that they are demons. ”

Jin Ling understood, didn't say anything else and left directly.

I went to the Mingyue Inn and asked for a room, Jin Ling went to sleep directly after freshening up, the aura here is thin and the cultivation is not much use, and the "Yin and Yang Cheng Ling True Method" she cultivated does not need to improve her cultivation through aura.

In the Purgatory, she also devoured enough true spirits, as long as she digested these and then broke through the barriers before the 'spirit fusion', she was able to enter the merger stage.

But this barrier across the refining period is not so easy to break, these days of experience has made her feel a lot, and she has also touched the threshold of the barrier, but she is still in the fog, and she can't see anything clearly.

It's still a long way to go, and she needs a lot of time.

At night, Jin Ling rarely had a comfortable sleep, but was interrupted by a sudden knock on the door, which was so rapid and powerful that it almost took a picture of the door panel of her room.

It can be very irritating to be interrupted from sleep, especially when you are sleeping soundly.

Jin Ling put on his robe and walked to the door, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw a strong man sitting at her door like a mountain, and when he saw her, he knelt on the ground with a 'poof', and knocked down with a strong head, smashing the floor.

"I finally found you, Kun Dao, please save my young master!"

This man was Wang Mang she had met when she was sheltering from the rain in the dilapidated Taoist temple, the last time Jin Ling said that the young master of their family was dying, they disdained it, and at this time they actually came to the door again.

"If you had looked for me that day, I would have been able to save you, but you only came today, and I have no way to recover. ”

After speaking, Jin Ling closed the door directly.

Wang Mang was ready to knock again, but the door was opened again, he looked up at Jin Ling expectantly, thinking that she had changed her mind, but he heard Jin Ling say coldly: "If you disturb my dreams again, I will make you quiet forever." ”

Wang Mang shook, he felt like he was being put on his neck with a knife, his scalp was numb, his body was cold, and he couldn't put his raised hand or knock it.