"Hurry up, control the Xuan Qi and comb the muscles and veins. ”

When Ye Tingcheng heard this, he didn't think about it anymore, closed his eyes, controlled the Xuan Qi in his body, and slowly flowed into her veins. When the Xuan Qi entered the body, Ye Tingcheng only felt that there was a slight obstacle all the way, so he shouted: "It seems that something is hindering the operation of the Xuan Qi." ”

"Okay, that's what it feels like, slow down, go inch by inch, and get all the bruises out. ”

Hearing Lao Dao's words, Ye Tingcheng calmed his mind, closed his eyes tightly, controlled the Xuan Qi with his divine thoughts, and slowly combed it.

Lao Dao sat at the door, waiting quietly, as if he was confident.

After a while, Lao Dao took out a small jar out of nowhere, quietly opened it and took a sip, the liquor entered his throat, Lao Dao couldn't help but feel comfortable, and when he heard the movement of Ning Sitian in the room, Lao Dao couldn't help but smile, "This kid, okay, very smart and understanding." ”

Inside the house, Ye Tingcheng was still combing the meridians for her with his eyes closed, and Ning Sitian's expression was also extremely painful, although his eyes were still closed, but on the fingers that had been pierced by the needle, the blood was slowly flowing out like ink.

And the temperature of the pool water also stopped rising, and the pale blue light gradually rotated at this time, with Ning Sitian as the center, and flowed into her body continuously.

After an hour or so, Ye Tingcheng finally completed the last step, opened his eyes, the Xuan Qi in his body was empty, his body was very tired, and the pool water had completely lost its color and light at the moment. The fog has gradually lifted.

At the moment when Ye Tingcheng's palm left Ning Sitian's back, Ning Sitian's body fell over, sleeping in his arms, Ye Tingcheng hurriedly raised his head and looked away, but the beauty's soft body was close to him, and anyone could pretend to have no feeling.

Ye Tingcheng's face was red, he took a long breath, picked her up gently, left the pool, and dressed her in a robe. It was placed on the bed. Both of them were wet, but Ye Tingcheng's heart burned like a blazing fire.

Putting down Ning Sicheng, Ye Tingcheng left the door without looking back, and saw the big tank of rainwater in the courtyard, Ye Tingcheng did not hesitate at all, and plunged into it.

The cold rain instantly poured him to his senses.

The old man in the distance looked at him with a smile and said, "Boy, it's so determined!" However, it is not a shame to face the loss of your beloved, as long as you don't do it in front of other women. ”

Ye Tingcheng's head was full of cold water, dripping continuously, he looked at Lao Dao, suddenly laughed, and said, "Old is not serious." ”

Lao Dao shook his hand and threw out an item, Ye Tingcheng took it and saw that it was a round bead.

"Keep it out of the water, put it in the palm of her hand, and get rid of the dampness. Next, just wait. ”

"Thank you. ”

The tense healing has passed, the night is falling, the moon is scarce, and the two figures are sitting on the roof, drinking wine bottles.

"Boy, how did you find me?" asked Lao Dao first.

"Doctor Xue of Anning Town introduced. ”

Lao Dao took a sip of wine, grinned, and said to himself: "This old thing, really has a loose mouth, but this time it is unintentional to plant willows." ”

"What are you talking about?"

"Hah, nothing...... I said the old man was not tight-mouthed. ”

Ye Qingcheng suddenly remembered something and asked, "According to Divine Doctor Xue, you like to see death and not save it, but this time, why is it so refreshing?"

Lao Dao took a sip of wine, lay on the bricks, and said slowly: "How can the old man be the kind of person who doesn't save when he sees death, it's just that I am in Yunyinguan to escape the world and cultivate, and I don't come to hang a pot to help the world, besides, the old man is not a doctor, how can he save people, and if he comes and goes, he has the name of not saving when he sees death." ”

"You're not a Xuanmen doctor?"

"Nonsense, of course not. If so, wouldn't it be a matter of moving your fingers to save a person who was injured in the Realm of Enlightenment. Why bother? ”

Ye Tingcheng took a sip of wine, looked Lao Dao up and down, and asked, "I don't know what your name is." ”

"The name of the old man, you don't have to ask, you will know in the future. Your name, you don't need to tell the old man to know, as for the reason, I will tell you when we meet in the future. ”

"We'll see you again?"

"Bah, little bastard, ungrateful?"

The two drank until midnight, the wine was not strong enough, Ye Chengcheng drank tastelessly, and couldn't help but think of the liquor he drank in Mianzhou that day, so he said: "Old man, I want to go to Mianzhou." Can you lend me some silver taels?"

"Why are you going to Mianzhou? That girl will wake up in two or three days, are you sure you want to leave?"

Ye Chengcheng smiled weirdly, and said in a low voice: "Your wine is too bad, it's not enjoyable to drink, there is a kind of liquor in Mianzhou, the thief is delicious, I want to buy two jars to have a good time." I can be back in two days, and I won't delay anything. ”

As soon as he heard that there was good wine, Lao Dao pursed his lips unconsciously, although he loves to drink, but he has never dared to drink it blatantly, and he really doesn't know much about the good wine in this world.

"How many taels of silver do you need?"

"No more, no less, a thousand taels. Ye Tingcheng smiled, his eyes lit up, and he looked at Lao Dao.

"What? A thousand taels? That's not much?"

"You're a vulgar man. Ye Tingcheng pursed his lips, suddenly stood up, and chanted loudly: "You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns." You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk. Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon. I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone. ”

The old man's eyes lit up, staring straight at Ye Tingcheng, Ye Tingcheng glanced at him, and wanted to continue pretending, but by coincidence, he couldn't remember the one behind, and he was stuck for a long time, but Lao Dao thought he was brewing emotions, so he kept waiting.

After a long time, Ye Chengcheng finally remembered it again, and chanted loudly again: "The bell and drum are not expensive enough, but I hope that I will not wake up after being drunk for a long time." The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name. What is the owner's words, he has to sell the right gentleman. Five-flowered horses, daughters and daughters, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you. ”

After chanting the poem, Ye Tingcheng also put on a posture that he thought was good, but he didn't expect it to completely infect the old way.

"Good! Well written! Good poem!" Lao Dao praised in a deep voice, "I didn't expect you to have such literary talents, the old man admires it!"

Ye Qingcheng smiled proudly, stretched out his hand, and said, "In life, why care about money, why don't you drink three hundred cups?"

Lao Dao's eyes lit up, and he didn't talk nonsense, took out a brocade bag, put it in Ye Tingcheng's hand, and said: "Since you have such pride, how can the old man be stingy." ”

As soon as Ye Tingcheng's Xuan Qi moved, his mind probed in, he didn't know if he didn't know, and when he probed, he almost fell off the roof of Ye Tingcheng in shock.

In the small space in the brocade bag, the white flowers are all silver, and a rough estimate is four or five thousand taels.

"Old man, are you opening a Taoist temple or a black shop? Why are there so many?"

Lao Dao waved his hand, took a sip of wine, and said indifferently: "It's just a little bit of a little bit that the daughter is scattered and comes back." That Mianzhou good wine, you have to buy me dozens of jars back, the old man will be buried under this mountain, soaked in the smell of mountain rain, that taste, tsk......"

Hearing him say this, Ye Tingcheng couldn't help but be greedy.

"Okay, without further ado, I'll set off tonight and come back as early as possible!" Ye Chengcheng was about to go down the roof and set off, and suddenly remembered that those black-clothed people were very likely to be still in Mianzhou, and the main purpose of his trip was to redeem the Xuanjian for Ning Sitian, in case he ran into that group of black-clothed people, if he couldn't beat them, he would definitely have to run.

"By the way, old man, what realm is my Xuangong now?"

The old man drank wine, like the drunkard, his mouth did not leave the bowl, and he stretched out two fingers at random.

Ye Chengcheng frowned, looked at the old man's gesture, and said puzzledly: "Oh yes? I asked you about my Xuangong realm, what is your gesture to me like an oh yes?"

"Poof......" The old man squirted out a sip of wine, and looked at Ye Tingcheng with a mentally retarded expression, "I mean you are a second-order Xuanli." What's oh yes yes. ”

Ye Qingcheng shrugged his shoulders in embarrassment, turned over and jumped down, shouting, "Take care of her, I'll be back soon!"

Watching Ye Tingcheng's figure gradually disappear on the path, Lao Dao couldn't help but admire: "Qianling's ability to look at people is also a little worse." Such a talented, bold personality, love and righteousness, a good boy with high talent. He actually said that he was mentally retarded? Heh, I was really afraid that I would not be able to rob it?"

After saying this, Lao Dao poured the wine in the bowl on the ground, sighed softly, and his cloudy eyes showed a little sadness: "Friend, go with peace of mind." You apprentice, the old man loves him very much, and when he succeeds in the mystic work and discovers the shadow you left, the old man will cultivate him. ”

Lao Dao hugged the wine jar and slept on the roof all night, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ye Chengcheng went down the mountain, drove the carriage when he came, and rushed to Mianzhou non-stop. At this time, outside Mianzhou City, the four figures drove away on their horses lonely.

The four of them brought more than 30 disciples, and for more than half a month, they couldn't even catch Ye Qingcheng, and the leader was stabbed, which was passed back to the sect, and it was inevitable that he would be ridiculed.

The leading son seemed to have recovered from the injury on his chest, but his face was still a little pale, and he hurried away, and the boy complained over and over again: "I really don't understand, what do those old men in the sect do to eat, so that Ye Tingcheng can slip out from the layers of surrounding, and it's just a matter of slipping away, I'm afraid that I will cause trouble by exposing my identity, but I sent a few of us out to suffer, the more I think about it, the more angry I become!"

"Childe, let's say a few words. We didn't catch Ye Chengcheng this time, and when we returned to the sect, we had to reprimand and punish again. ”

The white-faced boy pursed his lips, turned back to the middle-aged man and woman, and said, "You two should take your disciples back to your place." Nie Qing and I returned to the sect to restore our lives, and punished, alas...... Punish and rebuke. I almost lost my life in the hands of that kid. ”

Thinking of the lifeless Ye Tingcheng, he couldn't help but shudder, although the wound of that knife had healed, this shadow could be regarded as left.

It's still the tavern under the inn, still the same tone and voice.

"Little Er!

"Guest officer, you need wine to beckon, don't ......"

The old man in green shirt looked at Ye Tingcheng and couldn't help but stop his mouth, he still remembered that day, it was the person in front of him, a wine jug smashed the head of the old ruffian in Mianzhou, the old man in green shirt swallowed his saliva and asked softly: "Guest officer, what do you need today?"

"Fifty jars of the wine I drank that day were brought to me and sealed tightly with clay. Then stew me ten delicious medicinal chickens, seal them with jade warmth, and I'll come and get them an hour later. ”

"Good, good ......"

Ye Chengcheng took the pawnshop receipt, went to the pawnshop, redeemed Xuanjian, and then came back with a brocade bag filled with wine and chicken soup. When I went out, I remembered that it was late autumn, Ning Sitian was lightly dressed, and he lost his pocket, so he found a store and bought more than a dozen clothes, most of which were prepared for Ning Sitian.

After staying for most of the day, when the sun was setting, Ye Qingcheng drove the carriage on the way back.