Master Fu does not envy immortals

Chapter 9 The Flying Sword
Jiang Qiongxing and Shi Yueren looked at each other, locked the door of their own house, and followed the official to the direction of the yamen.

She asked: "Isn't our place always peaceful? When did bandits appear outside the town?"

"It is said that bandits are being suppressed nearby, and nine out of ten they came here." The official said.

"How many corpses are there?" Shi Yueren asked.

"There are six people in total, one old man, two children, a couple and a servant." The officer also knew that the child's father had just died, and his tone was kind, "Someone recognized them as your relatives. Go over and see if they are."

This is not a single one...

Jiang Qiongxing nodded with a complicated expression: "Okay."

When she arrived at the yamen, six dead bodies were neatly placed in the courtyard. She looked at them one by one, and said to the official servant and Wu Zuo who were waiting beside her, "It's my aunt's family."

"Okay, sign and draw, take it back." Wu Zuo said without raising his head.

"Huh?" Jiang Qiongxing looked at the six corpses, and suddenly felt a mountain pressing down on her, making her breathless.

How was she going to get these bodies back?

Perhaps seeing her embarrassment, the official said: "We can help you bury them, but you have to pay for the cost of buying the coffin."

"Okay." Jiang Qiongxing breathed a sigh of relief.

After paying a sum of money, which was not cheap, the two left the Yamen.

The Yamen has no intention of suppressing the bandits, and those who were killed by the bandits can only consider themselves unlucky. Fortunately, she has no relationship with her aunt's family, but even so, Jiang Qiongxing still feels very complicated when she sees that the people who were jumping around in front of her eyes two days ago have now turned into a few cold corpses.

This world is really too dangerous.

"I just wanted to make a joke, but I didn't expect them to really go down to accompany your father." Shi Yueren sighed.

"The bandits are really scary." Jiang Qiongxing sighed.

Shi Yueren glanced at her: "Do you really think they were killed by bandits?"

"Is not it?"

Shi Yueren rubbed his chin: "I just checked the wounds of a few corpses. At first glance, they seemed to be hacked to death with random knives. The incisions looked different, but they were actually the same depth. It's impossible for ordinary people to do it."

"Then...could it be the immortal cultivators? But why did the immortal cultivators kill them?" Jiang Qiongxing frowned.

"I don't know, I have an idea," Shi Yue said, "Do you still remember..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and when he turned his head, the little girl who was walking beside him just now suddenly lay unconscious on the ground.

"Dizzy again?" He shook his head helplessly.

……

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Qiongxing opened his eyes.

What caught my eye was my bed curtain.

She didn't know what happened at all, she just felt that the world was spinning suddenly while walking.

Then I don't know anything.

When she got up to go out, Jiang Qiongxing found that the sun had already reached the top of her head, and she didn't seem to be dizzy for too long this time.

"Are you awake?" Shi Yueren, who was squatting in the yard, was rattling the dog's tail flowers by the wall, his tone as usual.

Jiang Qiongxing pressed his temples, not forgetting the business: "Has the shopkeeper been here?"

"I've been here, I asked him to come back in the afternoon, I guess you should wake up too." Shi Yueren patted the dirt on his hands and stood up.

Fine.

But it's not a problem to be dizzy all the time.

She tapped her head, feeling that she was not uncomfortable at all, and couldn't figure out what kind of disease it was: "I remember fainting last time, didn't you cure me?"

"I'm a swordsman and not a doctor, how can I cure diseases." Shi Yueren was confident.

"Then last time you..."

"Oh, I just randomly stimulated your brain with my spiritual power to make you wake up earlier."

"..." Thank you for not directly provoking me into a fool.

Jiang Qiongxing lowered his head and let out a long sigh, obviously distressed: "Then how should I cure this strange disease?"

"When you arrive in the capital, ask a famous doctor to take a look." Shi Yueren comforted her, and then said after a while, "It can't be cured, but you can still cultivate immortality. As long as you can reach the Qi refining stage, all diseases will disappear, and you can protect yourself when you encounter danger. How good it is."

"I don't have that much money, so I can't afford to cultivate immortality." Jiang Qiongxing blocked him back with one sentence.

Knowing that Miscellaneous Lingen has no future, she still insists on throwing money at nothing, but she is not so hard to think about it.

Shi Yueren sighed regretfully, and finally said unwillingly: "You have never seen the world, and you don't know how much more exciting the world of immortals is than ordinary people, so you can say that."

Jiang Qiongxing, who was born in the era of information explosion, snorted coldly.

Disdain.

In the afternoon, after a fierce tug-of-war of bargaining, the pawnshop manager returned with a full load.

Jiang Qiongxing sent him out, and when he turned his head, he saw Shi Yueren standing on the wall.

Looking at the sky.

"What's wrong?" She subconsciously looked at the sky.

It was still early and the sky was clear.

"Do you remember where your father died?" Shi Yueren's expression was rare and serious.

Jiang Qiongxing pondered for a moment, knowing that he was concerned about the corpses this morning: "Yes, are you going?"

"Ah."

"That place is a bit far away. It's on the mountain. It was discovered by the firewood man who went up the mountain to cut firewood. Why don't we go tomorrow?" Jiang Qiongxing suggested.

Although it seems that the sky is still early, there is no convenient means of transportation in this world, and it will probably be dark by the time we get there.

"It's too late." Shi Yueren raised his hand to make a formula, and the sword behind his back was unsheathed softly, and placed horizontally at his feet.

He jumped on the sword, flew in front of Jiang Qiongxing in the blink of an eye, and lifted her onto the sword: "Which way, point to the direction."

Jiang Qiongxing only felt that the whole person was light, and the feeling of weightlessness made her exclaimed, and subconsciously pointed in a direction: "Over there——ahhh!"

The sword carrying the two people flew out, leaving only a series of screams, startling a few birds on the tree.

After a while, the flight became stable, and Jiang Qiongxing gradually adapted to the current state.

However, there is no protective measure on the whole body, and the feeling of flying in the air with only a thin sword under his feet is still very scary.

Shi Yueren pressed her shoulders so that the child's legs would not fall, but he said sarcastically: "I will not be brave enough to live alone in the future."

"I don't want to go to the sky alone." Jiang Qiongxing insisted.

Shi Yueren laughed out loud.

Yujian's flying was indeed much faster than walking. Not long after, Jiang Qiongxing saw the forest: "It's just ahead, over there."

Shi Yueren controlled the flying sword to land slowly, and the two of them landed on a gentle slope.

Putting away the sword, he asked Jiang Qiongxing: "How is it? Is it fun? If you are a cultivator, you can do this too."

When she has no common sense?
Jiang Qiongxing glanced at him silently: "Only a sword repairer can fly with a sword."

While talking, I saw that the nearby wild fruit trees were full of fruits, so I picked a few.

Seeing this, Shi Yueren continued to say: "When you build the foundation, you will be able to indica. You don't need to eat at all, and you don't have to worry about whether you will starve to death..."

Several bright red fruits appeared in front of him: "Then do you want to eat it?"

Shi Yueren was silent for a moment, then reached out to take it: "... eat."

(End of this chapter)