With a chaotic mind, Lin Lan entered the space.

The coolness of the spiritual pool made her sigh, and the fatigue of her body during the day was relieved, it was good to have such a safe and heartwarming world.

She thought that one day after making a complete break with Lin Yi'er and finding out the truth about the disaster of extermination, she would definitely find an idyllic resort in peace, farming, fishing, and shrimp farming, and live a life without quarrel with the world, enjoying the tranquil peace of "there is no time in the mountains, and there are thousands of years in the world".

She was so tired and dazed that she fell asleep.

However, not long after, he was awakened by a knock on the door.

Who's out in the middle of the night? Lin Lan got up from the pool, put on her clothes and walked out of the space, and went out of the house to check.

Somehow, the image of Sikong Ember came to her mind.

Phew! She shook her head, banishing the thought from her mind. How could you think of him, he was just an arrogant and temperamental cultivator, did he still hope to see him again?

Certainly, it must be the night that evokes his own associations.

……

Outside the courtyard gate, a dark figure stood quietly, looking like a woman, of medium height.

Lin Lan didn't know whether she was surprised or lost in her heart, in short, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing someone come out, the woman lowered her head, knelt on one knee, clasped her hands in front of her chest, and saluted respectfully, "Young Pavilion Master!" Dark Eleven came to report. ”

With that, hand over a token to prove your identity.

Looking at the familiar alchemy furnace pattern on the token, Lin Lan suddenly realized, and almost forgot about this stubble. Before returning to the sect, the old Murong Pavilion master of the Ten Thousand Medicine Pavilion was worried about his safety, but he assigned the secret stake of the Taihua Sect's miscellaneous service office to himself as a secret guard.

"Get up!" Lin Lan said in a deep voice.

Dark Eleven stood up and stood facing Lin Lan. When both sides saw each other's faces clearly, they were surprised, and the two said in unison:

"How are you!"

Sure enough, life is full of fate. Lin Lan smiled, the dark eleven in front of her, her appearance was ordinary, her cultivation was mediocre, and she couldn't make a bubble in the crowd, no one would have thought that she would be an undercover agent of the Ten Thousand Medicine Pavilion.

And she is the attendant who follows Huang Lili every day and has bad ideas - a round-faced little girl.

"Why can't it be me?" Lin Lan suddenly had a feeling of turning over to be the master, and secretly gave Lao Murong a thumbs up.

Dark Eleven rolled his eyes, looking incredulous, "The Lord of the Murong Pavilion said that the Lord of the Young Pavilion is peerless and has unparalleled qualifications, and he is a ghost talent that is rare in a thousand years, and you? Tsk......"

"So, what's that look on your face?" Lin Lan clearly saw a trace of disdain in her eyes.

"Nothing, hehe......"

Seeing this, Lin Lan smiled, it doesn't matter if he was despised by Sikong Ember yesterday, even a secret guard has to bully him? She didn't dare to ask for a white-eyed wolf who couldn't be raised, if the personal secret guard wasn't loyal, wouldn't it be like a man's back when she put it by her side?

She flicked her sleeves and said coldly, "Since you don't look down on the Young Pavilion Master, then you can go wherever you come from." ”

After saying that, he turned around and went back to the house.

Dark Eleven was in a hurry, and hurriedly knelt down on his knees and begged for mercy, what was he doing just now? If Lord Murong knew that he had neglected the young pavilion master, would it be worth it?

"Please atone for the sins of the young pavilion master, it was a subordinate who trespassed just now."

Lin Lan was unmoved, and continued to walk inside, about to enter the inner room.

Dark Eleven gritted her teeth, knowing that Lin Lan wanted to give herself a dismount, she also had to admit it, "The subordinates know their mistakes, they are willing to accept the imprint of the divine soul, serve the master of the young pavilion, let them be driven, saddle before and after the horse, life and death go hand in hand." ”

"Oh?" Lin Lan turned around and raised her eyebrows, her voice without a trace of waves, "You know the current affairs." ”

Once the monk accepts the imprint of the divine soul, life and death are all in the thought of the other party, it is an extremely unequal master-servant treaty, this dark eleven can bend and stretch, but he is a talent, thinking that she was a little low behind Huang Lili before, how can she be so decisive and neat as now?

She nodded, "I am short of people around me, so I will give you this chance, if you do it again next time, don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

As he spoke, his fingers lightly touched the opponent's forehead, and a unique lotus-shaped divine sense imprint smoothly entered the depths of the opponent's unresisted sea of consciousness. Then a feeling of heart-to-heart connection and arm-driven surged in Lin Lan's heart, as if whatever he had thoughts, the other party could only obediently implement them.

Dark Eleven didn't dare to speak, so he could only silently accept this reality. She was lucky, she felt that Lin Lan was a Qi refining cultivator, she had not opened up the sea of knowledge, and she did not know how to control the divine soul. Unexpectedly, her divine sense is strong, and the whole person is not only not simple, gentle, kind and harmless as it seems on the surface, on the contrary, she is decisive and quite assertive.

But in this way, she put her mind at ease, at least to prove that she did not follow another idiot master like Huang Lili.

"Subordinate Dark Eleven, meet the young master!"

Lin Lan saw that her eyes were respectful and her attitude changed significantly, and she nodded silently, people will always be obedient and obedient only after being slapped in the face by reality.

"Let's introduce yourself first, how is your cultivation going, and what are your specialties?" Lin Lan asked curiously.

"The subordinate is named Tian Xin in the sect, and on the surface, he is a monk of the Four Spirit Roots recruited from Mingyang City, an ordinary peasant family. In fact, he is a disciple of the Ten Thousand Medicine Pavilion, he was taken in by the Lord of Murong Pavilion since he was a child, and now he is in the early stage of foundation building, because he is good at concealment and body kung fu, he was trained to become a secret guard, and he is mainly responsible for news exploration and transmission of information on weekdays, and his combat power is average. ”

"Hmm", Lin Lan knew in his heart, most of the miscellaneous disciples of the Taihua Sect were in the middle of Qi refining, and appointing such a secret guard in the foundation building period could not only play a protective role, but also be able to travel back and forth between the two places in a low-key manner, and he was indeed the most suitable candidate at present.

"Right now, I do have something to entrust you with." Lin Lan thought that she might be pregnant, one day was uncertain, one day was unstable, she groaned for a moment and said, "Is there a trustworthy doctor?" If you know how to check your pulse, you can do it. ”

Tian Xin was stunned, a little unclear about the situation, isn't the young master himself a doctor? But she learned a lesson, adhering to the principle of not looking, not thinking, and not guessing, and replied: "If you just need to check the pulse in general, your subordinates can do it." ”

Lin Lan came back to her senses and almost forgot that Tian Xin was a disciple of the Ten Thousand Medicine Pavilion and a junior physician.

"That's okay", her eyes were burning and her face was solemn, "The next thing, you have to rot me to the stomach, even the Murong Pavilion Lord don't tell me first." ”

"Yes, young master!"

Lin Lan didn't say anything more, turned around and entered the small courtyard, motioned for Tian Xin to follow, and then opened the formation.

"I don't know who I'm going to see?" Tian Xin muttered to herself, a little nervous, the disease that the young master can't cure, is it useful to call yourself to see a doctor?

Just thinking about it, a Hao wrist that bullied the frost and snow stretched out in front of him.

Inside the house, Lin Lan pulled a rattan chair and sat down, her face tightened, and said to her, "You help me check my pulse." ”