After sighing, Lin Yu lifted the bearded man and the boy one by one, and disappeared in the reeds in a few jumps.

Xiao Jimo slowly opened his eyes, there was a rock cave above his head, the light in the cave was dim, he sat up and noticed that he was lying in the warm and soft futon, and even changed a set of clothes on his body.

Zhang Tu, the guard who was seriously injured in the reeds, was lying on the other side of the cave, also covered with a quilt, and he was still unconscious.

The cave was clean, there were no dead leaves and grass, and there was no smell of wild beasts, and there were two braziers burning in the corner, and the air was warm and dry, and it was obvious that it had been carefully organized, but it did not look like someone had lived here for a long time.

The light at the entrance of the cave dimmed, and Xiao Jimo, who looked at the cave quietly, looked over vigilantly, and only saw a slender figure with the light on his back.

He carefully distinguished for a moment, his frowning brows slowly loosened, and he wanted to stand up, but he thought that he was only wearing a shirt at the moment, and sat down in embarrassment, his face changed uncertainly, and he rarely showed a trace of embarrassment.

Lin Yu walked over with a porcelain bowl in one hand and a roast chicken with a branch in the other, and asked, "Wake up, what's wrong?" ”

Xiao Jimo shook his head and said with a straight face: "In Xia Xiao Jimo, he is a native of the capital, and he was chased by robbers on the way back to his hometown, thank you for saving her life." ”

Lin Yu handed the porcelain bowl in his hand to the young man, and said unconcernedly: "Gossip Mo Ti, let's eat something first, and I'll talk about it later." ”

Xiao Jimo took the bowl, it was a bowl of boiled white fish soup, the heat was just right, and the fragrance was fragrant. He looked at the young woman sitting in front of the brazier eating roast chicken, her eyes were dark and her expression was uncertain.

Lin Yu ate roast chicken, but he didn't know the taste, wandered out of the world, and his heart was full of sorrow, and he didn't know where to start.

In her previous life, she couldn't bear the long days in the mountains, and when she was successful in her cultivation, she said goodbye to her master and traveled down the mountain, passing through the Jialing River in Linzhou, and found Xiao Jimo who was seriously injured and unconscious in the reeds. When he was treating his wounds, he found that he had a chronic poison in his body, and if he didn't remove the toxin from his body, he was afraid that his life would not be guaranteed.

Although she was a little proficient in the art of Qi Huang, she was helpless against the lingering soul devouring scatter, so she had no choice but to take the unconscious Xiao Jimo back to the mountain gate and hand it over to her master.

This is the deepest intersection between Lin Yu and Xiao Jimo in his previous life, and it was completely produced when he was unconscious and his life and death were unknown.

Later, Xiao Jimo was accepted as an apprentice by a master and became one of her many junior disciples. But she travels all year round, and the two don't have much contact.

Lin Yu had a headache, lingering soul devouring and scattering poison and domineering, there was no doctor in the mortal medicine stone, Xiao Jimo had this poison in his body for many years, if he wanted to completely pull out the poison, he must embark on the road of cultivation, otherwise he would not live to be fifteen years old.

But she didn't go to apprenticeship in her life, and became a casual cultivator who lived in the mortal world, where to find a teacher for Xiao Jimo? Do you want Xiao Jimo to be like her, a down-and-out cultivator with no backer, no background, and perennial poverty?

Lin Yu was troubled for a moment, but he couldn't come up with a comprehensive method, so he simply stopped thinking about it, ate the roast chicken in a few bites, wiped his hands, and said bluntly to Xiao Jimo: "Do you know that you have been suffering from chronic poison in your body for many years? ”

Xiao Jimo raised his head, put down the fish soup he was drinking, nodded, shook his head again, and said calmly: "I have been weak and sick since I was a child, and I have to linger on the sickbed for a long time when I feel a little cold, and I have also suspected that I have been assassinated, but I have searched for famous doctors for many years, but I have not found anything wrong, only that it is a congenital deficiency brought out in the mother's womb. ”