Immortal of Quick Transmigration, why are you blackened again?

Chapter 41 Pearl Pendant 13
"Why don't I go get it for you, you can take a rest." Lingyao said, "I was in a hurry just now, and I haven't checked whether you have any wounds on your body. If you are injured, you must take medicine to cultivate yourself. You must not be tired. .”

"That's my sword. The blacksmith only recognizes people. If I don't follow him, he won't give it to you. I have to go there myself." Song Shuo said, standing up, "Let's go."

Blacksmith Niu had already repaired the sword. Looking at the sword he had made, he felt more and more happy as he looked at it. It was a rare treasure in the world, and he was satisfied with it.

Seeing Song Shuo from a distance, the blacksmith shouted in a rough voice from a distance, "Big brother, your sword is ready!"

"It's hard work." Song Shuo took out the silver and stroked the sword body with his hand, probably checking it. The blacksmith was also very happy to see it, after all, he produced such a good treasure in his hands.

Occasionally catching a glimpse of Lingyao, the outspoken blacksmith opened his mouth and said: "Um, brother... no, no, no, young master, you changed your wife so quickly?

When Lingyao heard this, he quickly explained: "No, I..."

But he didn't want to be preempted by Song Shuo and said, "This is the wife, and that is the younger sister."

"Oh, that's it." The blacksmith seemed to suddenly realize it, but he couldn't see any clues.

"By the way, is there a place to stay nearby? It's late at night now, and my wife doesn't like to rush, so she thought the closer the better." Song Shuo put away his sword and asked.

Lingyao glanced at Song Shuo, hadn't he already found a place to live? What else was he doing?
"Oh, why didn't you find a place to stay earlier. Our village is five miles away in this barren mountain, and I go back every half a month." The blacksmith said, "Why don't you take a look at my place, my lord, although It’s small, but you live in the bedroom, and I can sleep on a random bed next to the iron stove.”

"I'm sorry to bother you, but my wife is picky, so I'll take her on my way." Song Shuo stood up, put away his sword, and clasped his hands at the blacksmith, "Thank you."

"Also... yes, be careful!" the blacksmith said.

After leaving the iron shop, Lingyao asked, "What, is there something wrong with that mother-in-law?"

"The mother-in-law just said that there is a guest room in her place, and it is much more spacious than the blacksmith's place when we go to see it, and it is not too far away. When I asked about the place to stay, he could tell us to go there, but he Why didn't you say it?" Song Shuo asked Ling Yao instead.

Lingyao thought for a while, and couldn't believe it: "Could it be... there is no such place at all?!"

"The granny seemed to be in her sixtieth year, but when she took us to the teahouse, she walked like flying, as if the crutch was just a decoration, and there are bamboos everywhere in this mountain. If an old man has handicapped hands and feet, it will be more convenient to dig bamboo shoots. , What kind of mushrooms did you pick up?"

"Then what is she, a monster or an evil spirit?" Ling Yao frowned and said, "I don't feel a trace of evil in her, I have no doubts at all."

"So don't let her notice anything, and absolutely don't startle the snake. Let's wait and see what she is and what she is going to do."

Ling Yao nodded and followed Song Shuo back to the teahouse.

Steaming meals were already prepared on the table, steaming steamed sorghum rice, a plate of light vegetarian fried mushrooms, and a plate of pickled radishes, nothing seemed wrong.

Lingyao took a look, and led Song Shuo to sit down. The mother-in-law handed over two sets of bowls and chopsticks, and asked with a smile, "This is your husband? What's wrong with the eyes?"

I don't know whether she did it on purpose or not, but which pot was left unopened and which pot was lifted. Lingyao paused, and then heard Song Shuo lightly said: "It's just an accident."

The old woman stopped asking any more questions, picked up the bowl with dry hands, and took a few mouthfuls of rice slowly.

During dinner, she didn't notice anything unusual, Lingyao closed the door, looked at the thin bed, and suddenly became shy.It was different in the past, they just "meet each other by chance", but now there is not even a layer of window paper between them, a man and a widow, it is really embarrassing.

"What are you doing?" Song Shuo called her, "It's late at night, go to bed early."

"No...it's nothing, it's just that there is some air leakage in this place." Lingyao made up excuses at will, and sat awkwardly on the chair, "I'll stay here tonight, you can rest at ease."

The strap covering Song Shuo's eyes cast a shadow on the bridge of his nose. He didn't have any other expressions. He said in the same cold tone as before, even in a commanding tone: "Come here."

"Ok?"

"come over."

"No...not good..."

"What are you thinking, come and help me look at the wound." Song Shuo seemed to be smiling, and he could tell just by his tone.

"I didn't think about anything..." She was also embarrassed, looking for a lame excuse, "I just..."

"Okay." Probably knowing that she couldn't come up with any reason, Song Shuo simply gave her a step, "Come and see my back."

I didn't feel it when I was fighting today, but when I went to get the sword later, I realized that there was some pain in my back. Only then did Song Shuo realize that he might be injured.

Lingyao said "oh", a little naive, he smiled softly, turned his back to her and began to undress by himself.

Lingyao looked at his back, layers of fabric fell off, but the exposed back was not smooth and unmarked, but had many large and small scars, some of which had scabbed over and became ugly Scars; some are still pink, as if they have just healed.

And on the left shoulder, a new bloodstain is particularly shocking. Although it is not big, the blood flow is not much, and it doesn't even soak through the clothes, but that red streak is really hard to ignore.

Without further ado, Song Shuo found the medicine in the Qiankun bag, and threw it to Lingyao: "Excuse me."

She took the medicine bottle, without saying a word, poured the medicine powder on the clean silk handkerchief, and pressed it carefully.It was inevitable that there would be some pain, Song Shuo shuddered, but did not stop, and held back immediately.

Ling Yao stopped dawdling and quickly helped him heal the wound.

"Are you alright?" I could feel my wound being bandaged, but Lingyao didn't speak for a long time. He couldn't see, so he asked.

But no one answered, only something warm and hot pressed against his back, making him tremble, then stiffen again, not knowing what to do.

She gently lay on his generous back, feeling relieved but also feeling extremely distressed: "How did you get here all these years..."

"No matter how I live, I finally came here." He said, "I used to think that the law of heaven was unfair, and all the misfortunes were patronizing me, but today I suddenly realized that all the previous luck was accumulated, all for meeting you That's all."

He seldom smiled, like the sun shining on the ice, warm as spring, "If you think about the pain in the past, if you can exchange it for Yu Qing, it will be worth it now."

Lingyao breathed ill-intentionedly into his ear, and said deliberately: "I heard that Li Lin from Wutou Town wanted to leave, but under the pressure of the world, she still chose to forgive her husband and continue to live. Want to come The world always looks down on women, but they always make a lot of demands on women, but I don't know how the Song family's family rules are, whether it is good or not."

"I am the only one in the Song family now. If you want family rules, you can write them." His voice seemed a little hoarse. He grabbed her wrist, and when he heard her little exclamation, he stood up and sat up. He stood up, pulled her into his arms and held her tightly: "But if you keep provoking her again, I will let you try my rules now."

It's a pity that Lingyao was really stupid, and asked in a daze: "What rules?"

Song Shuo instead let her go and lay down to sleep.

This place is really not suitable for Fa-rectification on the spot.

When Lingyao saw that he was resting, he stopped making noise and walked out quietly when he was breathing evenly.

"Erqi, which direction did the man in black who attacked us that day go?" Lingyao asked.

"The direction of the capital." Erqi replied, "Host, they have already traveled a hundred miles now, don't you want to kill them all?"

"Help me determine their positions. This time I really want to cut the weeds and root them out." Lingyao said, and then she made a tactic in her hands, fog formed on the soles of her feet, and she flew towards the direction of the capital all of a sudden.

In the middle of the night, those killers slept peacefully.Lingyao quietly entered their room, gathering a mass of spiritual power in her hands, and when the formula in her mouth was finished, the mass of spiritual power split into several strands and penetrated into their minds respectively.

"Host, what are you doing?" Erqi asked curiously, "I thought you were going to kill them to root out Song Shuo's roots!"

"Somehow, I know this spell. I turn the things I want them to remember into dreams and drill them into their minds to form memories, and then delete some of their original memories, so that they will mistakenly think that they have been killed. Song Shuo, so go back and recover, so that the person who sent people to kill Song Shuo can finally give up." After doing all this, Lingyao cast a spell to turn the teapot on the table into a box containing the head, and then said with satisfaction : "That way everything will be in order."

After finishing the work, he naturally wanted to go back quickly. It was strange that Erqi, a chatterbox, didn't even ask her a word about such a magical spell, and Lingyao was also quiet.

It's just unexpected that in the middle of the night, the mother-in-law didn't sleep, she was sitting at the door of the teahouse, as if admiring the moon.

Seeing her from a distance, Lingyao immediately turned around, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble if she saw her.Who knows that even if he chose to descend behind the house, he still ran into her.

"I said, there is no such beautiful person in the world. The girl is indeed not a mortal." She was leaning on a cane and seemed to be staggering. With a little effort, she could be pushed to the ground, but Lingyao did not dare to look down on her. She didn't dare to let go of her guard at all.

"Tell me, what kind of ghost are you, that you are so fearless of death, following a demon catcher?" The old woman said with a smile, but somehow the atmosphere here became tense.

(End of this chapter)