"Are you alright?" Qi Xuansu didn't care about the dead scattered people, and looked at Zhang Yuelu for the first time.

Zhang Yuelu held a paper sword in one hand, pointed to his throat with the other, and waved his hand again.

Qi Xuansu was stunned for a moment, and then saw that there was a thin scar on Zhang Yuelu's throat, although it was no longer bleeding, it was still visible the flesh and blood inside, like a mouth with the corners of the mouth on both sides raised.

Zhang Yuelu wrote on the ground with a paper sword: "I'm fine, it's all skin trauma, but I can't speak for the time being." ”

Qi Xuan was stunned, and asked again, "There won't be a scar, right?" ”

Zhang Yuelu glared at him, but still shook his head, with the level of medical skills of the Daomen, rejuvenation can also be done, and it is of course not difficult to remove the scar, but it costs some money.

In addition to the wound on his throat, Zhang Yuelu also has many wounds on other parts of his body, which have healed and stopped bleeding. If it had been replaced by a martial artist, these wounds would have healed at that time, and there would not have been even a trace left. The immortals are inferior to martial artists in this regard, and before they were reborn, there was no such miracle.

Zhang Yuelu naturally didn't like that his body was full of scars, and after returning to Yujing, he had to go to the Huasheng Hall for a trip.

The nine halls have their own functions, and Ziwei Hall is in charge of Taoist evaluation, promotion, transfer, reward and punishment, and is the most important, and it is the head of the nine halls. The second is Beichen Hall and Tiangang Hall, one inside and one outside, like the two fists of the Daomen. The Tianji Hall and the Huasheng Hall are the two legs of the Daomen, the former is responsible for all kinds of construction projects, the flying boat, and the Yujing house is in charge of the Tianji Hall; The latter is responsible for alchemy and medicine, medicine garden and animal garden, refining materials, curing diseases and saving people, and imitating things such as poor strange blood, Philip, raccoon power, and soul rejuvenation incense are from the hands of the Avatar Hall, and the two are jointly responsible for the creation project of the Daomen with the Quanzhen Dao.

If you are injured in the line of duty, you will receive free medical treatment.

If it is not injured in the line of duty, then the Chemeido will charge a certain fee, and it does not pursue profits, mainly to maintain costs, so as not to cause a deficit. At the same time, it will also be discounted according to the grade of the Taoist, the first grade of the naïve Taoist priest can completely waive all the fees, and the second grade Taiyi Taoist priest only symbolically charges 30% of the fee.

In addition to the fixed reduction for grades, there are additional reductions. The more serious the life-threatening injury, the greater the reduction will be, and the beauty and rejuvenation category will not be reduced.

Zhang Yuelu is now only a four-grade sacrificial wine Taoist, and the scar removal is classified in the category of beauty and beauty, and the reduction of the share is better than nothing.

In this way, it is also a lot of expenses.

Zhang Yuelu was secretly worried, Qi Xuansu still didn't open any pot, and asked her if she would have a scar, where would she have a good face.

As for why Qi Xuansu didn't remove the scars on his body before, first, it was to give himself a wake-up call, and second, he was shy and didn't have so much money.

Of course, when Qi Xuansu mentioned these scars, he mainly emphasized the first reason, and the second reason was just in his heart.

However, Zhang Yuelu is still grateful to Qi Xuansu from the bottom of her heart, if Qi Xuansu abandons her, she will probably be left here and become one of the many immortals who have died halfway through the ages.

It's just that Zhang Yuelu is not very good at expression, and he can't speak at this time, so he can only use the paper sword in his hand to write the word "Xie" on the ground.

Qi Xuansu saw the word "Xie" and said with a smile: "Although you and I have known each other for a short time, we have lived and died together many times, do you still use the word 'Xie'?" If you want to thank you, then make a promise. ”

Zhang Yuelu's face was strange, and she silently turned the "photoless paper" in her hand into a thin long stick, like a dog-beating stick called Hanako, and then coldly slapped Qi Xuansu's buttocks.

This time was really unexpected by Qi Xuansu, he couldn't dodge, he was beaten to a thrill, and jumped up: "Why do you still beat people?" It's not all said in the book, great kindness, there is no way to repay it, only to make a promise. ”

Zhang Yuelu couldn't speak, and wrote on the ground with a long stick: "I have something to repay you, it's not that I can't repay you." ”

As he was talking, a gust of night wind blew in with cold rain, and Zhang Yuelu shivered.

According to the reason, when she reached Zhang Yuelu's realm of cultivation, not to mention the cold and heat, it was not far away, the heavy snow in the Western Regions was nothing, and this cold was nothing, but she first suffered a lot of damage to her qi, and then she was left with many wounds on her body by the flying sword of the qi refiner, and her body was damaged, so she was vulnerable to external evils entering her body, and she was extremely vulnerable. This is also the reason why Qi Xuansu refused to brave the rain after leaving Fengtai County with an injury.

And then there is, the broken temple here is leaking on all sides, and the previous fierce battle made it full of holes, it was winter, the night was cold, Qi Xuansu's qi and blood were vigorous, and he didn't feel how, but Zhang Yuelu really felt the cold.

Zhang Yuelu reached out and gathered his cloak, but the cloak was not only damaged everywhere, but also soaked.

Qi Xuansu stepped forward, helped her take off her cloak, and said, "Although my cloak is broken in a few places, it is still dry, you take it out and put it on first, and I'll go find some firewood." ”

After that, Qi Xuansu didn't wait for Zhang Yuelu to respond, and began to look around for dry wood in the ancient temple.

Zhang Yuelu looked at Qi Xuansu's back, was silent for a while, took out Qi Xuansu's cloak from Sumeru, and draped it on his body.

After a while, Qi Xuansu found an offering table with only two legs left, split it into wooden strips with his bare hands, and then found a dry place to make a fire with flint and steel.

Zhang Yuelu came to sit down by the fire and was about to write on the ground, but was interrupted by Qi Xuansu: "If you want to write the word 'thanks', then you don't have to." ”

Zhang Yuelu also gave up, put his hands in his sleeves, and remained motionless.

Qi Xuansu took Zhang Yuelu's cloak, held it with both hands, and slowly dried it.

It was raining heavily outside, light rain inside, and several headless corpses, no matter how you look at it, it was not a warm scene, but the two of them were very used to it, and they could already turn a blind eye.

Qi Xuansu peeked at Zhang Yuelu, and the orange-red firelight illuminated her face, changing from a cold color on weekdays to a warm color, warm and lovely. She lowered her eyes and stared at the firelight, her eyelashes fluttering slightly, not knowing what she was thinking.

After a while, Zhang Yuelu seemed to be aware of Qi Xuansu's gaze, raised her eyelids, and looked at Qi Xuansu.

Qi Xuansu didn't feel embarrassed, but smiled slightly.

Zhang Yuelu looked away, and wrote on the ground with the long pole in his hand: "There are treasures, you go and get them." ”

Qi Xuansu then remembered that the dead Sanren did have a protective treasure, but he didn't rush to get up, but waited until the cloak in his hand was completely dry, and even exuded a warm feeling, then he got up and draped the cloak on Zhang Yuelu's body.

Zhang Yuelu couldn't cry or laugh a little, and said in her heart that she was not a sick seedling, but she suffered some chills when she was weak and weak, and when her true qi recovered, it would be nothing. However, Qi Xuansu was kind, and she didn't have much to say.

In fact, in terms of the relationship between men and women, women are always precocious, even if they have never experienced it, they will reach the realm of never eating pork but have seen pigs run, but men, as long as they have not experienced it personally, they will inevitably be careful and clumsy. And this kind of caution and clumsiness, but it is also the most sincere, when the man has experienced a lot and is familiar with everything, his attitude will be free and casual, and only the routine that makes it difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood remains.

Qi Xuansu can be regarded as an old man in many things, and he is capable and sophisticated, but in this regard, he is a fledgling fledgling.

Of course, Zhang Yuelu is almost the same, it is evenly matched, and the chicks peck each other.

Qi Xuansu came to the corpse of the scattered person, looked through it, and sure enough, he found a bead that looked like a pearl of the night, he tried to inject true qi, and immediately there was a light mask to protect him in it, somewhat similar to Zhang Yuelu's "Five Qi Yanluo".

After Qi Xuansu stopped injecting true qi, the light mask existed for a breath for a while, and then slowly dissipated. As for the intensity, Zhang Yuelu has already verified it, even if it is her, it is difficult to break this light mask in a short time. However, whether this mask is related to the realm of the person who controls it needs to be further verified.

Qi Xuansu put away the bead for the time being, and went to look at several other corpses, except for weapons and some standing medicines, he only found a portrait of Zhang Yuelu, no money, and no Sumeru.

This is also reasonable, those who do this kind of business will not carry a lot of property with them, and Qi Xuansu in the past also exchanged his belongings for worry-free money, which was stored in Qi Niang, and he has not brought it up so far, but has successively exchanged it into various materials.

Qi Xuansu returned to Zhang Yuelu's side, handed the unknown bead to Zhang Yuelu, and then slowly unfolded the portrait, compared it with Zhang Yuelu himself, and praised: "Who drew this, it really has six or seven fractals." ”

Zhang Yuelu gave him a blank look and continued to study the bead.

Qi Xuansu thought about it, put away this portrait, and put it in the satchel, but there were too many things in the satchel, some of which could not be contained, and half of them were exposed.

Zhang Yuelu stretched out her hand without raising her head.

Qi Xuansu suddenly understood and handed the painting scroll into Zhang Yuelu's hands.

Zhang Yuelu put the painting into his Sumeru, and then wrote on the ground with a long pole: "Talisman treasure, similar to Wuyanluo, you hold it for self-defense." ”

Qi Xuansu refused without thinking about it: "Sell it, such a treasure, to say the least, can be sold for four thousand Taiping dollars, go to the Huasheng Hall first, I know that the threshold of the Huasheng Hall is very high." The rest of the money should be enough to buy a 'Divine Dragon Handcuff'. ”

Zhang Yuelu was stunned, erased the original handwriting, and wrote: "This is not to exterminate the demons, but you help me retreat from the enemy, this is what you de......serve."

Before she finished writing, Qi Xuansu reached out and pressed the long stick in her hand that was used as a pen, and said with a smile: "Since I deserve it, then I have the final say on what to do with it, and I will sell it now." ”

Zhang Yuelu frowned and looked at Qi Xuansu with some displeasure.

She found that Qi Xuansu was becoming more and more disobedient and bold.

Qi Xuansu did not back down, looked at Zhang Yuelu, and said undoubtedly: "Qingxiao, although you are the boss, you are not in Tiangang Hall now, let alone performing official duties, so I have the final say." ”