Chapter 8 My name is Lingyan, the spirit of the gods, the inkstone of pen, ink, paper, and inkstone

"That's good!"

Lin Qingsheng laughed loudly, although this little beast used some side ways, it was still somewhat useful.

"Let's go, let's go back and rest!"

Lin Qingsheng took Lin Zhi out, and Lin Zhi glanced at Lingyan before leaving.

With a small spell, his face turned pale like this, and it was really a useless thing.

After the two left, Ji Rong walked in, she had been listening to the movement outside just now, thinking that if Lin Qingsheng wanted to do something to Lingyan, then she would go and arrest Mother Lin.

Move her good niece, they don't think about it!

But fortunately, although there was a rivalry inside, they were all right in the end.

"It's okay to be tired of you? Alas, what a fart, it's okay that your face is white like this! Lin Qingsheng is really not a thing, he beat you and asked you to treat Lin Zhi's injuries, he can figure it out! ”

"Obviously they are all his daughters, why are they so much worse than you!"

Ji Rong walked over and talked a lot, but Lingyan didn't have any place to interject.

In fact, she wanted to say that her pale face was actually choked.

It was so hard to make a spell mark and try to keep the elemental forces from rushing towards her.

What she used for Lin Zhi was just the most ordinary wood-based growth spell, and it didn't consume any mental power at all.

But Lin Zhi tonight, it is estimated that he is in pain.

Hey.

Ji Rong saw that Lingyan suddenly showed a bad smile, and couldn't help but say, "Disgusted, what are you laughing at?" ”

Lingyan coughed, "Ahem, no, nothing." ”

She didn't want to ruin her image in front of her second aunt yet.

Seeing the injuries on the second aunt's face, Ling Yan hurriedly cast a light healing spell on her, and soon the injuries on Ji Rong's body were all healed.

Ji Rong was surprised by this, and then looked at Ling Yan's chuckling and calmly casting a spell, compared to just now, his heart suddenly understood.

This kid is still a little bad!

Ji Rong laughed helplessly and handed Lingyan a glass of water.

Lingyan took it and took two sips.

She thought about it and decided to tell her about her background.

Lingyan put down the cup, "Second aunt, in fact, my name is not Lin Yan, but Lingyan, the spirit of the gods, the inkstone of pen, ink, paper, and ink." ”

Ji Rong was slightly stunned, and then smiled, "It's good." ”

Ji Rong's reaction made Lingyan a little confused, so he ...... Good?

Ji Rong looked at her expression, couldn't help touching her head, and straightened the hair that was scattered on her shoulders.

"Auntie is a spiritual master, and she is more sensitive to some things than others, your soul is born different from the Lin family, it is that kind of ...... It's a pure fiery red, and I've never seen a soul of this color before you. ”

Ji Rong paused, "I don't care what kind of person you are, I don't care if you are an aunt of the Lin family, in my aunt's heart, you will always be the good niece I grew up watching and being sensible and obedient." ”

After Ji Rong finished speaking, Lingyan suddenly had a sour nose, she hesitated for a while, got into Ji Rong's arms, nodded, and said in a muffled voice: "I know, second aunt." ”

Ji Rong felt Lingyan arch in her arms, and felt a little funny, "How old are you, and you are still coquettish?" ”

Lingyan sniffed, "I haven't done it since I was a child, I want to try it." ”

Ji Rong chuckled lightly and patted her on the back, "Okay, try it." ”

After the physical body was reshaped, Lingyan didn't want to suppress himself anymore.

In the past, in order to please Lin Qingsheng and his wife, she pressed her own nature, carved meekness, reserve, humility, and etiquette into her bones, and forced herself to be a good daughter and sister for fifteen years.

The attention she gained in cultivation was robbed by Lin Zhi, so she wanted to prove herself in another way, she spent a lot of effort to learn qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, and also got a certain degree of attainment.

But this has become a useless capital for outsiders to ridicule her.

After her body was reshaped, she realized how happy it was to be herself.

She also began to understand that the people who love you will always like the most real you.

People who don't love you, no matter how much they please, in their eyes, they are just cheap.

After a while, Ling Yan remembered something, and suddenly raised his head and asked seriously: "Second aunt, is something wrong with Zijin?" ”

Lin Zijin is the only child of the second uncle and aunt, eight years younger than her, and when those people in the mourning hall pointed at her second aunt before, she seemed to hear someone say that Lin Zijin was inexplicably unconscious.

At the mention of Lin Zijin, Ji Rong's expression became sad.

She nodded, tears slowly welling up in her eyes.

"Three days ago, Zijin came back from playing outside, for some reason he suddenly had a high fever, and then fell into a coma, I asked more than ten doctors, but they all said...... Zijin was caught by me and was hopeless. ”

More than a dozen doctors have a unified voice?

Lingyan's face turned cold, and she said, "Second aunt will take me to see Zijin first." ”

Lin Zijin is now lying on the bed in the side room, his face is red, his eyes are closed, and he struggles to gasp for air, but he can't catch his breath with all his might.

Seeing him like this, Ji Rong hurriedly ran over to appease him.

"Don't be afraid, my mother is here! Mother is here! ”

Lingyan squatted down in front of the bed, opened his eyelids and looked at it, then raised his hand to pinch his pulse.

Then let the wind elemental gently cut his fingertips, took a drop of blood, put it on the tip of his tongue and tasted it.

Ling Yan's strange behavior made Ji Rong look sideways, "Yan Yan, you are ......"

Ling Yan said coldly: "Second aunt, Zijin is not evil, he is poisoned!" ”

And it's also highly poisonous made of azure grass!

Although the dosage is not large enough to kill people on the spot, it will gradually corrode people's lungs and slowly suffocate to death.

Ling Yan tried very hard to restrain the killing intent in his heart, but he still couldn't help revealing something from his tone.

A seven-year-old child, who is so ruthless to do such a poisonous thing to him!

"Poisoned?"

Ji Rong was shocked, "What, what poison?" ”

Ling Yan didn't tell Ji Rong the real situation, she pretended to be relaxed and said: "It's not a particularly powerful poison, I can handle it, second aunt, don't worry!" ”

She said as she took out a few elixirs from Xiao Yin's natal space, "Second aunt, you go and help me boil some hot water, I will extract the essence ingredients in these medicines later, and give Zijin a bath to detoxify." ”

When Ji Rong heard Lingyan say this, he didn't have time to ask anything, so he hurried to boil water.

Soon Ji Rong brought hot water in, and Ling Yan said, "Second aunt, you go out first, and you'll be ...... Just, it may not be very convenient. ”

Lingyan could only say this, she couldn't find any good excuses.

Ji Rong guessed something, looked at Lin Zijin who was full of pain, and then looked at Ling Yan, his eyes were red, and he choked slightly:

"Yan Yan, your second uncle and I will be a child, no matter what, the second aunt begs you, you must save him!"

Ji Rong was about to kneel down as he spoke, but Ling Yan hurriedly stopped her, and said with a resolute expression:

"Second aunt, one family, don't talk about two families!"

Ji Rong walked out of the room, Lingyan took a deep breath, took off Lin Zijin's shirt, and then carried him to the bathtub.

The spirit inkstone summoned the fire element, extracted the most essential part of the elixir that had just been taken out, and condensed a little fluorescent green liquid into the water, and slowly soaked into Lin Zijin's body.

The child's heavy wheezing voice slowly subsided.

Seeing this, the elixir soothed slightly between his eyebrows.

Then, she raised her right hand, and the tip of her index finger slowly lit up with a golden sharp edge, and Lingyan used it to cut through the wrists of Lin Zijin's hands, and then cut her left wrist.

Ling Yan hissed, blood gushing out, and she hurriedly let the wind element carry the blood she shed into Lin Zijin's wound.

Her blood is born to detoxify all kinds of poisons, which she knows from an old drunkard.

And those spirit grasses were all sent to her by the elemental elves in the Immortal Valley before she came out of the enchantment.

The elemental elves seemed to like her very much, she heard Elder Xi Ye, that is, her water master, say that these are the stored grains that the elves usually accumulate slowly, and the elemental elves are usually stingy, and it is the first time she has seen such a generous gift to people, so she must not be polite and quickly accept it.

Lingyan couldn't refuse the enthusiastic kindness of the elves, so she could only accept it in full, so Xiao Yin's natal space became the place where she stored the elixir and spirit fruit.

The wind element continued to convey the blood of the spirit inkstone, and at first it was just a little unhappy, but later, it didn't listen to the spirit inkstone's call, and directly slowed down the speed of the transmission.

At this moment, her divine soul suddenly shook, the blood transfusion spell was interrupted, and the wound on her hand was also healed by the light element in the air.

Ling Yan's footsteps were slightly vague due to blood loss, and she couldn't help but take a step back, she frowned and looked at the little lion sleeping on the bed, who knew that he raised his eyes shallowly, looked at her irritably and dissatisfied, and then turned his head and ignored her.

Lingyan: ?

What does it matter to her to save people?

Just interrupt her spell casting and roll your eyes at her?

What a broken lion!

Ling Yan pursed his lips, turned his head to look at Lin Zijin, and saw that his complexion had returned to normal, so he probed his pulse again.

It has stabilized, although there is still some residual poison in the body, but the nourishment of the drug can no longer hurt him, and it will be removed by itself in a few days.

Ling Yan breathed a sigh of relief, caught a glimpse of a large pool of black blood that was forced out next to him, and used a purification spell to remove it.

She didn't move the smelly black water in the bucket, otherwise she wouldn't be able to explain it to her second aunt later.

Lingyan opened the door, and Ji Rong, who was waiting outside the door, saw this and hurriedly looked at her.

Ling Yan nodded at her and said with a light smile: "Cousin is fine, and he will be able to recover after a few days of rest." ”

Ji Rong breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and when he saw Lin Zijin sleeping peacefully in the room, a big stone finally fell in his heart.

She said, "Auntie really doesn't know how to thank you, I ......"

"I know."

Ling Yan interrupted her, opened her mouth, and her original red lips lost some blood, "I really need my aunt to help me." ”

Dark night, mountain forest, courtyard.

Ji Rong carried the corpse of a young girl on his back and followed Lingyan to the vicinity of Granny Jiang's house.

She looked at the periphery of the miserable courtyard and was a little frightened.

"These are all ......"

"I killed it."

Lingyan did not deny it.

Ji Rong's pupils trembled.

"Second aunt, you send Yin Yin in first, I'll come soon."

“…… Good. ”

After a while, Lingyan came in alone.

Her face is not good, Lin Zhe, a rotten maggot, actually let him run away alive!

Ji Rong saw her coming over and asked, "It's past the time limit, Yanyan, do you really have a way to let me use the spirit technique?" ”

Ling Yan snorted and eased his face.

"Yes."

The way to do this is to use Time Reversal.

But time reversal is a ninth-level spell, and she can't do it, but Xiao Yin's natural skills time regression and spatial condensation can make a dead thing return to its state three hours ago within half an hour, and the effect is the same.

Lingyan summoned Xiao Yin, and a small silver-white snake spat out of her cuff.

When Ji Rong saw the little snake, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Then she saw that the space around the little snake began to distort, and it emitted a white light wrapped in an indescribable black power, sending it to Jiang Yin's corpse, slowly enveloping it.

Ling Yan said: "Second aunt, you can start!" ”

Ji Rong was stunned by the little snake's operation, and he didn't react until Lingyan reminded him.

She quickly bit her fingertips and used spiritual magic on Jiang Yin's corpse.

Soon, Jiang Yin's soul was recalled.

Jiang Yin was obviously a little stunned, and when she saw the spirit inkstone, the phantom condensed by her soul couldn't help but exude a surging resentment towards her.

"Lin Yan, I hate you! I hate you Lin family! Your brother Lin Zhe led people to kill my grandmother, and then tortured me to death after abusing me! It's all because of you! You're the one who hurt us! ”

Lingyan looked at the soul in the air that was waving its teeth and claws towards her, and her eyes were full of guilt.

"I know, I'm sorry!"

"I'm sorry, what's the use! I want you dead! I want all of your Lin family to die! ”