Pawn Crossing the River

"Are you okay?" Qi Xuansu ignored the dead Sanren and immediately looked at Zhang Yuelu.

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

Qi Xuansu was stunned at first, and then saw a thin scar on Zhang Yuelu's throat. Although it was no longer bleeding, the flesh and blood inside was still visible, just like a mouth with raised corners on both sides.

Zhang Yuelu wrote on the ground with a paper sword: "I'm fine. They're all superficial injuries. I just can't speak for the time being."

Qi Xuansu understood and asked again: "It won't leave any scars, will it?"

Zhang Yuelu glared at him, but still shook his head. With the level of Taoist medical skills, rejuvenation can be achieved. It is certainly not difficult to remove scars, but it will cost some peace money.

In addition to the wound on Zhang Yuelu's throat, there were also many wounds on other parts of his body, which had healed and stopped bleeding. If it were a martial artist, these wounds would have healed immediately, leaving not even the slightest trace. The banished immortal is not as good as the warrior in this aspect. Before being reborn, there was no such miracle.

Zhang Yuelu naturally didn't like the scars all over his body. After returning to Yujing, he had to go to the Huasheng Hall.

Each of the nine halls has its own responsibilities. Ziwei Hall is in charge of Taoist evaluation, promotion, transfer, rewards and punishments. It has the most weight and is the head of the nine halls. Next is Beichen Hall and Tiangang Hall, one inside and one outside, like the two fists of Taoism. The Tianji Hall and the Huasheng Hall are the two legs of the Taoist sect. The former is responsible for various construction projects and the organization of flying boats, and the houses in Yujing are managed by the Tianji Hall; the latter is responsible for refining elixirs and medicines, medicine gardens and animal gardens, refining materials, treating diseases and saving people. The imitations of Qiongqixue, Feifei, Lili, Soul-Returning Incense and other items were made by Huashengtang, and both of them were jointly responsible for the Taoist creation project with Quanzhen Taoism.

If you are injured on the job, Huashengtang will provide free medical treatment.

If the injury was not due to work, then Huashengtang would charge a certain fee and would not pursue profits, but mainly maintain costs so as not to cause a deficit. At the same time, discounts and exemptions will be provided according to the Taoist priest level. A first-grade innocent Taoist priest can completely waive all fees, while a second-grade Taiyi Taoist priest only charges a symbolic 30% of the fee.

In addition to the fixed reductions for levels, there are additional reductions. The more serious and life-threatening injuries are, the greater the reduction will be. However, there will be no reduction for beauty treatments.

Zhang Yuelu is now only a fourth-grade Taoist priest who offers wine, and scar removal is classified as a beauty treatment, so the reduction of quota is better than nothing.

Calculated in this way, it is also a considerable expense.

Zhang Yuelu was secretly worried. Qi Xuansu asked her whether there would be any scars and how could she look good.

As for why Qi Xuansu didn't remove the scars on his body before, firstly, it was to give himself a warning, and secondly, he was short of money and didn't have that much money.

Of course, when Qi Xuansu mentioned these scars, he mainly emphasized the first reason, and he only needed to be aware of the second reason.

However, Zhang Yuelu was still grateful to Qi Xuansu from the bottom of his heart. If Qi Xuansu abandoned her, she would probably be left here and become one of the many banished immortals who died midway through the ages.

It's just that Zhang Yuelu was not very good at expressing himself, and he couldn't speak at this time, so he could only write the word "thank you" on the ground with the paper sword in his hand.

Qi Xuansu saw the word "thank you" and said with a smile: "Although we have known each other for a short time, we have lived and died together many times. Do you still use the word 'thank you'? If you want to thank me, then express your gratitude with your body." "Yes."

Zhang Yuelu had a strange expression on his face, and silently turned the "photo paper" in his hand into a long, thin stick, like a beggar's dog-beating stick, and then slapped Qi Xuansu on the butt without warning.

This time was beyond Qi Xuansu's expectation. He was unable to hide away. He was so shocked that he jumped up: "Why do you still hit people? Isn't that what the story says? You are a great kindness and a great virtue." , There is nothing to repay, I can only pledge myself to you.”

Zhang Yuelu couldn't speak, so he wrote on the ground with a long stick: "I have something to repay you, so it's not like I have nothing to repay."

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

Logically speaking, at Zhang Yuelu's level of cultivation, not to mention being immune to cold and heat, it is not far behind. The heavy snow in the Western Regions is nothing, and this bit of coldness is nothing. However, she was first greatly damaged, and then was The Qi Refiner's flying sword left many wounds on his body, and his body was damaged, making it easy for external evil to enter the body, making it particularly fragile. This is also the reason why Qi Xuansu refused to travel in the rain after leaving Fengtai County with injuries.

What's more, the ruined temple here is already leaking from all sides, and the fierce battle previously left it full of holes. It was winter, the night was cold, and Qi Xuansu's energy and blood were strong. He didn't realize it, but Zhang Yuelu felt something real. Feel the chill.

Zhang Yuelu stretched out his hand to gather 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, "My cloak is torn in a few places, but it's still dry. You take it out and put it on first, and I'll go find some firewood."

Having said that, Qi Xuansu didn't wait for Zhang Yuelu's response and started looking 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 the sumeru object, and put it on himself.

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

Zhang Yuelu came to the fire and sat down. Just as he was about to write on the ground, he was interrupted by Qi Xuansu: "If you want to write the word 'thank you', then there is no need."

Zhang Yuelu gave up and put his hands into his sleeves, motionless.

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

There was heavy rain outside, light rain inside, and a few headless corpses. It didn't look like a warm scene, but the two of them were very used to it and could turn a blind eye.

Qi Xuansu peeked at Zhang Yuelu. The orange firelight illuminated her face, which turned from the usual cold color to a warm color, which was warm and pleasant. She lowered her eyes and stared at the firelight, her eyelashes trembling slightly, wondering what she was thinking.

After a moment, Zhang Yuelu seemed to notice Qi Xuansu's gaze, raised his 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 is a treasure, go and get it."

Qi Xuansu then remembered that the dead Sanren did have a protective treasure, but he did not get up in a hurry. Instead, he waited until the cloak in his hand was completely dry and even exuded warm warmth. Then he stood up and put the cloak on Zhang Yuelu. on the body.

Zhang Yuelu was a bit dumbfounded, thinking that he was not sick, but that he had suffered some chills when he was weak and weak. When his true energy recovered, it would be nothing. However, Qi Xuansu had good intentions, so she couldn't say much.

In fact, when it comes to relationships between men and women, women always mature earlier. Even if they have never experienced it, they will reach the point where they have never eaten pork but seen pigs running away. On the contrary, men, as long as they have not experienced it personally, will inevitably be cautious and clumsy. And this kind of caution and clumsiness is also the most sincere. When a man has more experience and becomes familiar with everything, his attitude will become more casual, leaving only routines that make it difficult to distinguish between true and false.

Qi Xuansu can be regarded as a veteran in many things, and he is capable and seasoned, but in this aspect, he is just a fledgling.

Of course, Zhang Yuelu is almost the same. They are evenly matched, and the chicks are pecking each other.

Qi Xuansu came to Sanren's body and looked through it. Sure enough, he found a bead that looked like a luminous pearl. He tried to inject the true energy into it, and immediately a light shield protected him in it. It was somewhat similar to Zhang Yuelu's "Five Qi Smoke". Luo".

After Qi Xuansu stopped injecting Qi, the mask existed for one breath and then slowly dissipated. As for the strength, Zhang Yuelu has verified that even she can hardly break this light barrier in a short time. However, whether this mask is related to the realm of the person driving it requires further verification.

Qi Xuansu temporarily put away the bead and looked through several other corpses. In addition to weapons and some common medicines, he only found a portrait of Zhang Yuelu, no money, and no Xumi items.

This is also reasonable. Those who do this kind of business will not carry a large amount of property with them. In the past, Qi Xuansu also exchanged his belongings into worry-free money and kept it with Qiniang. He has not brought it up yet, but has successively exchanged it into various coins. materials.

Qi Xuansu returned to Zhang Yuelu, handed the unknown bead to Zhang Yuelu, then slowly unfolded the portrait, compared it with Zhang Yuelu himself, and praised: "Who painted this, it really looks like sixty-seven points."

Zhang Yuelu rolled his eyes at him and continued to study the bead.

Qi Xuansu thought for a while, put the portrait away and put it in his satchel. However, there were too many things in the satchel, some of which could not be contained, and half of it was exposed.

Zhang Yuelu stretched out his hand without raising his head.

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

Zhang Yuelu put the painting into his Sumeru object, and then used a long pole to write on the ground: "It is a protective treasure, similar to Wu Yanluo. You can use it to defend yourself."

Qi Xuansu refused without thinking: "Sell it. Such a treasure can be sold for four thousand peace coins at least. Let's go to Huasheng Hall first. I know that the threshold of Huasheng Hall is very high. . The remaining money should be enough to buy a 'Dragon Gun'."

Zhang Yuelu was startled, erased the original handwriting, and wrote again: "This is not about killing demons, but about you helping me fight off the enemy. This is what you deserve..."

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 it is what I deserve, I have the final say on how to deal with it. 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 give in. He looked at Zhang Yuelu and said without doubt: "Qingxiao, although you are the boss, you are not in Tiangang Hall now, let alone performing official duties, so I have the final say."