The choking smell of pine permeated every corner of the room, making the sober mind sleepy and drowsy.

This is one of the favorite scents of the sage Mida, and the other is the smell of "soul" from the temple of burning corpses by the holy river.

Although Su Ji didn't like these two tastes, the master was still alive, which was more important than anything else, because it meant that his father also had the possibility of being alive.

"Master, how have you been doing in the past few years?"

Su Ji asked a question, and subconsciously reached out to grope forward, he wanted to hold the master's hand and feel the temperature of his relatives.

"Fortunately, all this is arranged by Allah, and we should accept the Lord's gift obediently."

But his so-called "master" naturally avoided it when his hand was about to touch him, just avoiding the palm that longed for warmth.

Su Ji was a little stunned when he heard this, how could the master's words be a little different from what he thought.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

"Bang bang!"

The knock on the door sounded at the right time, Jiang Yuan's face was gloomy, and he took a basin of Panipuni and put it on the table in front of Su Ji and the Sage Mida, and then turned around and left without saying a word.

Although Su Ji can't see it, his perception of the external aura is more sensitive, and he also understands in his heart that Jiang Yuan's rejection of the saint is the master he has followed for nearly ten years, if he doesn't believe him, who else can he believe? Is she? They had only known each other for a few days.

She didn't want to listen to her for anything.

At this moment, Su Ji didn't realize that he could freely show his true self to Jiang Yuan, he could be rebellious, angry, and even coquettish, and Jiang Yuan also tolerated everything about him.

The saint looked at the pot of crispy balls, frowned a little dissatisfied, and told him to eat this terrible street food?

Seeing that Jiang Yuan was leaving, the sage Mi Tuo hurriedly called out to stop her:

"Little girl, my own believers can actually provide better food, you just need to open the door and let them ......"

"No need, that pot of crispy balls is what he wants to eat, I didn't cook your meal, there are ingredients in the kitchen on the second floor, you can make it yourself if you want to eat."

Jiang Yuan didn't let him finish, half an hour ago she went down to the first floor, carried the back collar of the slave girl, opened the iron door, threw people out of the door, and stopped the group of people, telling them that only Su Ji's master could enter her villa.

The men were furious, and the man named Gondo commanded two strong slaves to capture her, and after she had been whipped to the ground with two whips, he reluctantly retreated to a farther place and set up his tent.

As for the slave girl, she was still crying outside the iron gate of the villa and begging her to open the door.

But Jiang Yuan thought: I gave you protection, food and water, but you opened the door to strangers? If you don't need my protection, leave.

So she completely ignored it, and even when she came back, she told the remaining three slaves that if they wanted to leave, they would go and open the door to the slave girl.

Therefore, for this sanctimonious old man, she didn't feel that she needed to give him any good looks!

Watching Jiang leave without looking back, the sage looked at her back with gloomy eyes.

Sensing the eyes full of malice and evil thoughts, Jiang Yuan sneered and left the master bedroom, it was Su Ji who had to bring in this corrupt vulture, so he would suffer it himself.

She won't be wronged.

Thinking of letting Su Ji teach a lesson, Jiang Yuan, who was leaning on the kitchen bar and eating curry, still pursed the corners of his mouth slightly.

Forget it, she doesn't know the weak prince in general, she will go down to see it later, and he still has the antidote to the poison.

I thought of a good excuse for myself, and after eating the curry happily, Jiang Yuan went to take a nap, but Su Ji fell into an extremely embarrassing situation.

He couldn't hold the food, the fingers that had just come back from the bones couldn't exert their strength, and the saint didn't have the habit of feeding people, so now the master bedroom only echoed the sound of the saint clicking and eating crispy balls, and the strange smell mixed with the green soup and red soup.

"Why don't I eat it?" After eating for a while, the saint raised his head and asked him, but he could only say that he was not hungry and did not want to eat.

"Food is sacred, not to be wasted, you have only been away from me for three years, and you have forgotten it all, alas......"

"In vain...... The master's teachings never dare to forget. ”

"Well, very good, I'll go with me later, this place is in the middle of nowhere, the origin of the owner is unknown, it's not a long-term place for me to live in peace."

The sage Mida may have been full, and he sat on the soft sofa with a leisurely face, staring at Su Ji with old eyes, not letting go of the slightest change in his face, and there was a deep calculation hidden in his eyes.

Su Ji was a little panicked when he heard this, what the master said made sense, but why did he feel uneasy at the thought of leaving here.

"Jiang Yuan said that she can cure the eyes of the disciples."

Yes, if he wants to stay and cure his eyes, he will be able to see if the arrogant woman is as he thinks, noble, arrogant and full of mystery, whether the eyebrows are stretched, whether the eyes are deep, whether the lips will be as delicate as roses, and whether the body will be graceful...... Stop! What was he thinking!

Su Ji'ergen burst into silence, but the saint didn't notice the change in him at all, and all his attention was focused on:

"Can she heal your eyes? What's the solution. ”

Su Ji was stunned by the question, but out of respect for the master, she still answered frankly: "She said that I was blind caused by poisoning, and I could recover by drinking medicine." ”

"Impossible! …… I mean, don't let her fool you. ”

The saint suddenly denied Su Ji excitedly, and couldn't help himself from getting up from the sofa and walking around the room, looking very anxious.

"No, how can she have this ability, this is witchcraft, witchcraft, yes, she is a witch, she must be a witch, my apprentice, you and the master go, go now, this woman must be the witch of the evil god, we must leave, and then catch her, gouge out her eyes, and trap her in a cypress tree and burn her to death!"

The sage Mida suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Su Ji's wrist, and dragged him hard to walk out, Su Ji was dragged to the carpet defenselessly, because of the sudden struggle, there was a heart-piercing pain in his ankle!

"Ah, master, my feet, no...... Master, please let go, it hurts. ”

But at this time, the saint was like a crazy demon, dragging Su Ji out desperately.

The noise was very loud, and it could be heard up and down the villa, Jiang Yuan walked down from the third floor with a cold face, looking at Su Ji who was lying on the ground like a dog and being dragged all the way to the staircase, she was inexplicably angry in her heart, she had experienced seventeen worlds before, and saved many people according to the script, many of them were more seriously injured than Su Ji and had a poor background, but none of them made her so angry.

"Let go of those two hands if you still want them."

A three-foot-long red-gold killing knife, unleashing its sword intent unscrupulously, was raised to the saint's nose with one hand, if he dared to move forward a little further, his nose would leave a bloody hole.

"My Minghong has a big temper, you better be honest."

Minghong Knife, an artifact of the ancient world, its original owner, Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, felt that it was too angry when it was born, and it was easy to backlash against the knife bearer, and was just about to destroy it, Jiang Yuan felt that it was a pity to let the beads receive it into space.

Later, after experiencing many worlds, she and it recognized each other, but this guy's temper is very strong, and he has to say it, so at first Jiang Yuan didn't want to use it to scare an old man, and he didn't know what trouble it came out to make.

"You, you witch dare to do this to me......"

Even the bold woman of Zheli didn't dare to do this to him, this woman he couldn't see clearly must be a witch!

What the sage didn't know was that Jiang Yuan's appearance could only be seen by the target of the mission and those with simple minds, and the more dirty the mind, the more difficult it would be.

"Tell me clearly, who is the witch? Your whole family is witches! Let go of my hand. ”

The Ming Hong Knife moved forward a few more minutes, and the tip of his nose already felt the chill on the tip of the knife.

"Release, I'll release, you remove the knife!"

"Hiss~Hmm!"

The moment her wrist was released, Su Ji almost screamed in pain, and there seemed to be countless ants crawling on her wrist.

Jiang Yuan also saw that Su Ji's state was not right, and she didn't care about arguing with a vain old monk at this time, she put away the knife, took two quick steps to pull away the saint who was blocking in the middle, and returned to the master bedroom with Su Ji in a horizontal swing.

"Oh my God, what does this smell like, did you two light the house? It's too choking, cough cough cough! ”

As soon as I entered the house, the smell of smoke and dust in the house and the stench of the fusion of green soup and red soup almost smoked Jiang Yuan.

Are they planning carbon monoxide poisoning, are they going to explain it here?

Jiang Yuan hurriedly turned on the exhaust system in the room and opened all the windows, she originally wanted to take two disposable portable oxygen masks first, bring them to herself and Su Ji, and then slowly deal with the mess in the house.

But as soon as he thought of Su Ji's previous attitude, he immediately gave up and let him suffer on his own.

The sage Mida also followed them back to the master bedroom, and watched Jiang Yuan pick up a beautiful box from the bedside table, open it, dig out some fluorescent green paste from it, and apply it to Su Ji's already red and swollen wrists, where it was applied, the redness and swelling quickly subsided.

"What kind of medicine are you, show me the prescription."

The sage Mida couldn't take his eyes off it, his breathing became more and more rapid, and the greed in his eyes was like substance, clearly writing: This miraculous ointment should belong to me, to me!

Jiang Yuan gave him a funny look, and generously threw the prescription of the ointment (full English drug instructions) to him.

Jiang Yuan thought to herself, I can't understand anything, if you want to see it, then take it, you can see that she will praise you!

Sure enough, the sage Mida couldn't understand it, but he didn't think it was his own problem, it must have been Jiang Yuan who lied to him and gave him a fake prescription that he couldn't understand to fool him.

But how could a good-faced saint say that he could not understand such a thing, he was a "messenger of all-knowing and all-powerful God", so the cunning saint thought of an excuse: "This medicine is very good, Allah says that such a high-quality ointment should be shared with all believers, little girl, please give me the ointment in your hand." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Yuan raised his eyes and looked at him lightly, ignoring Su Ji's weak obstruction, and replied with a sneer: "Why? ”

The saint Mida also lost his temper and pointed his finger upwards hard: "This is the will of Allah!" ”

Jiang Yuan was happy: "Your Allah is so tired, do you have to take care of everything, do you have to give orders?" You call him out, I'll ask him face to face, if he really thinks it's good, I'll give him two bottles, it's not impossible. ”

Saint Midha: "Allah is a God who has no form and no desire, and you mortal can see it." ”

Su Ji also hurriedly interjected weakly at this time: "Jiang Yuan can't offend Allah and the sage ......."

For this kind of brainlessness, Jiang Yuan is really convinced.

"You're lying down, don't your hands hurt?" The wrist, which was almost healed, was swollen again, and she didn't hold the old man accountable, so he was here to defend it.

It's really unbearable, but aunt can't bear it, he deserves to die.

Jiang Yuan pressed back the rising Su Ji, looked up at the sage Mi Tuo again, and his voice was as cold as ice and snow: "I'm a mortal, aren't you?" What powers do you have? Come, show! ”

The master bedroom has a lot of space, you can play as you like.

The sage Mito's face turned red by Jiang Yuanqi, and he thought that he would show you today!

He took out a red-black projectile from the hidden pocket of his embroidered robe and smashed it hard at Jiang Yuan's feet, while hurriedly eating a white pill.

I secretly rejoiced in my heart: The stinky woman and his dignified saint Mida fight method, let you taste the taste of karmic fire first.

"Old man, you've been there alone for a long time, what are you doing?"

As soon as Jiang Yuan spoke, the sage Mi Tuo suddenly woke up: "You, why are you okay?" That's impossible! ”

No one can escape the karmic illusion.

Jiang Yuan sneered and asked, "Why should I have something?" Is it just because of this little white pill you threw over? Oops, it's dirty, it's cow urine, you hurry up and pick it up. Don't disgust me. ”

How could it be useless? Impossible, wait, she said white? The sage Mida hurriedly looked up at Jiang Yuan's feet, and sure enough, a small white pill rolled in front of Jiang Yuan's toes.

White is the antidote, so what did he just take?

The sage Mida hurriedly pounced, picked up the pill from the carpet, opened his mouth and swallowed it, before he let out a mouthful of turbid breath.

"Oh, you old man has bad breath, stay away from me."

Jiang Yuan looked at his hypocritical style coldly, and his mouth was even more unforgiving with all kinds of dislike.

Sage Mida also felt that now was not a good time to persuade Su Ji, so he stood up from the ground, frowned, shook his robe, snorted coldly, and left the master bedroom.

But he stepped into the door of the guest bedroom on the second floor, the door had just been locked, and a raging black and red flame scorched and jumped up from his chest, burning his body with karma, and he was heartbroken in pain, shouting for help, but the sound insulation of the room was too good, and nothing could be heard outside as soon as the door was closed.

The sage Mi Tuo screamed in pain, and Su Ji lowered his head and let Jiang Yuan re-medicate his bones.

"I didn't want to give you a splint, but you're too dishonest, so let's clip it, look more regular."

After smearing the medicine and putting on the splint, another hour passed, and Su Ji's empty stomach could no longer hold back and cry happily: I'm hungry, I want to eat!

"What do you want to eat?" Jiang Yuan looked up at him calmly.

She could guess with her toes that she must have eaten nothing, so she kept a lunch in the cooler in the kitchen.

"Do you still want to eat panipuni?"

Su Ji shook his head lightly, when the master ate before, he was choked by the smoke, and now the smell and smoke in the house have finally dissipated, and he doesn't want to continue to torture himself.

"Hehe, okay, I'll go upstairs and bring it to you."

After Jiang Yuan finished speaking, he went to the third floor to serve food, and when he passed by the guest bedroom, he faintly heard the sound of the wall being hit inside, smiled unexpectedly, and turned around to leave with a little song.

Do good to evildoers? I'm sorry, she won't.