Especially when he saw the intricate patterns on the box, Ling was even more unacceptable.

Shui'er looked at the frightened expression on Ling's face, reached out and touched Ling's cheek, and said softly.

"Believe me, you see your hands are hurting, I will be much better if you rub this ointment on it."

“……”

Ling didn't answer, just looked down at the wound on his hand, and then shook his head.

"Madam, you keep it for use, it doesn't matter the spirit."

Standing behind the two of them, the two of them looked like they were blaming each other, and sighed slightly.

Shui Er didn't dare to accept it, so she simply opened the box directly, and as soon as she opened the box, she was greeted by the exclusive fragrance of the ointment.

"It smells so good!" Ling couldn't help but sigh, although before following Ah Jun and Shui'er, Ling was just a maid in the dishwashing bureau.

I often get stabbed by something inside my clothes because of scrubbing, and I remember one time the spirit got a garment stained with precious stones.

I thought that when washing this dress, I could avoid it by being careful, but I didn't expect that when I was washing clothes, I was scratched by the blade of the jewel.

The blood on his hands began to flow uncontrollably, and his clothes were stained with blood, but fortunately, the leading maidservant had some friendship with Langzhong in the palace, and soon found some ointment for the spirit.

I remember the ointment that time, although it was a little fragrant, but the taste was not as good as the ointment that Shui Er was holding in his hand.

It is said that the stronger the flavor of the ointment, the higher the value.

And now that the water is going to give this ointment to herself, the spirit is really not blessed.

As soon as the words fell, Shui Er reached out and took out a little ointment, and then evenly applied it to the injured part of the spirit.

When the wound felt violently, the expression on Ling's face distorted, although he breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the scars on his hands that were gradually stammering, Spirit's face was full of joy.

"Thank you, ma'am."

The spirit was about to kneel down with the medicine in his hand.

"Get up, your wounds are all caused by me, what is this," said Shui'er, and then shoved the ointment in his hand into the bosom of the spirit.

Ling was flattered, she just wanted to serve her master, and she didn't expect her master to give her any special attention.

"Take it!"

Only then did Ah Jun, who found the wound on Ling's hand, softened his voice a little, blaming him, as long as Shui'er was out of her sight, she was anxious, forgetting that Ling was also a girl.

"Good!"

Hearing this voice, Ling was so frightened that he snorted, and immediately didn't dare to refuse, clumsily put the ointment in his sleeve, looking at Ling's appearance, Shui Er felt pity and pity for this girl.

······

After arriving at the city gate, Shui'er realized that the people of the city gate did not seem to be soldiers at all, but a group of villagers, who were wearing armor, calluses on their hands and dirt between their fingernails betrayed them.

It seems that there seems to be a big problem in the city of Fengjun that needs to be dealt with, and Ah Jun, who has already inquired about what happened recently in the city, stepped forward to hold Shui Er at this time.

Said softly.

"Don't go over, wait until the evening is in."

Although Shui'er didn't know what was going on in the city, she understood that Ah Jun must be doing this for her own good, so she didn't say anything, just obediently followed Ah Jun, and then walked to the woods to find a more gentle place to sit down.

Fortunately, there is a small stream not far away, and the water suddenly remembered something, and the appearance of this creek seems to be connected to several villages, and the people in the villages are carrying water in this stream to drink and eat.

If, the people below are all suffering from red eye disease, and coupled with the vigilant character of other sects, if Shui'er sends things over at this time, I'm afraid not too many people will accept it, and it may be much better if the medicine powder is mixed with water and floated down.

After Ah Jun understood Shui'er's thoughts, he re-entered Fengjun to buy some medicinal materials with light skills.

"Spirit, help me sprinkle all these powders into the creek."

Shui Er took out a few white powders from his sleeve and said.

Ling took it without a trace of hesitation, and then sprinkled the medicinal powder into the stream, his expression was very solemn, "Madam, will you wash away the effect of the medicine by doing this?" ”

"No, it won't." Shui'er shook her head.

It took about a long time for the two of them to "touch" the water of the small stream mixed with the medicine! With a kick, Bai Huahua's potion was poured into the river and mixed into a ball.

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Ling and Shui sat in place, looking at the fading sky, snuggling up to each other, back to back.

At this moment, there was a shuttling sound of "brushing" in the grass, and the person who heard the sound stood up violently and protected the water behind him.

"Who?"

“······” No one answered, and the sound of "brushing, brushing, brushing" did not end, and it seemed that it was a group of small animals migrating.

However, the vigilance of the two did not let go.

Shui Er holds a small white silver needle in his hand at some point, which is a must for doctors, and every doctor will not forget to bring his silver needle when he goes out, and Shui Er is also one of them, because this silver needle may save your life at a moment.

"Crunch!" With a bang, suddenly a white figure appeared in the eyes of Shui Er and Ling.

"Bring it." Shui Er said loudly, Ling nodded, picked up the grass, and brought out the behemoth inside.

It turned out to be a white fox,

Shui'er stretched out her hand to take the fox, looking at the fox's soft lying on her stomach, the girl's heart in Shui'er's heart was suddenly activated.

"Spirit, take out the meat from the bag."

"Spirit, give me some water!"

"Spirit, I want a bandage!"

"Ling, I want some painkillers!"

······

Shui Er pierced the wound for the little fox, and Ling took the initiative to fight on the side.

At this moment, a dark shadow landed behind Shui'er and hugged Shui'er.

The bandaged spirit stood in place, subconsciously turning his head away, pretending that nothing had happened.

Smelling the fragrance coming from behind her, Shui Er knew Ah Jun's unique smell at this time, she put the little rabbit on the ground and asked in a low voice.

"Can we enter Fengjun now?"

Ah Jun hugged the princess in his arms, and a white fox was lying in Shui'er's arms.

Ah Jun looked up at the sky, nodded and said softly.

"Let's go!" Shui'er was lying in Ah Jun's arms, nodded, reached out and touched the little fox's head, the little fox seemed to understand something, and obediently lay in Shui'er's arms, enjoying the temperature from Shui'er's hands.

Ling heard that he could enter Fengjun on the side, and his hand holding the bandage trembled slightly, it was great that he could finally enter Fengjun.

Ling quickly packed everything up and followed behind Ah Jun.

Fengjun's night seems to be more lively than the day, before he arrived at the city gate, he saw a large group of people coming and going, Shui Er felt very strange about this, why did they not see so many people during the day, could it be that Fengjun is a sleepless city?

"Let me go!" Shui Er looked at the soldiers standing at the gate of Fengjun City in the distance, and said to Ah Jun.

Ah Jun nodded, and gently put Shui Er on the ground, but his eyes were not kind to the fox in Shui Er's arms.