The old god Lingxiao was lying on the soft couch on the ground, biting a gold and silver jade belt for a while, and eating a piece of braised fish head for a while, without any intention of avoiding it.

Seeing this, Yunjinghu could only go behind the statue and grope for medicine for himself.

As soon as he left, Ling Xiao hit the head of the statue with a bone in his hand: "Come out."

As soon as the words fell, a female fairy in a long indigo dress appeared in front of her eyes.

The female fairy's long hair is emerald green, and even her slender eyebrows are as green as willow leaves. Her beautiful eyes are like two deep green lakes, so green that people love it.

After waving her sleeves to put the fruit on the table into her sleeves, she bowed to Lingxiao Yingying: "Xiaoxian Lurou, I have seen the fairy, thank you for the fruit."

She is not Yunjinghu, and she will not really regard these two fruits as crumpled and bad fruits.Although these two fruits don't look good, she knows that they are definitely rare and good things.

"Are you the mountain god here?" Ling Xiao asked.

Lurou nodded lightly and said: "It's all because the little girl had some merits of being kind to others. When she entered the underworld for reincarnation, Lord Yan of the underworld gave the little girl two choices, whether she would like to choose a life of wealth and honor for three generations or cultivate as an earth fairy. There is still an obsession, so I chose to be a mountain god here. Counting my fingers, I have been a mountain god here for more than [-] years."

However, for more than 700 years, her cultivation has hardly improved.In addition, there are fewer and fewer people in the nearby villages, and fewer and fewer villagers are willing to worship her.The merit and power of faith she can obtain are limited, so she can only be a fairy in the wild.

Ling Xiao nodded thoughtfully, he had already noticed that there was a mountain god hiding in this ruined temple.It's just that he is willing to be an earth immortal in such a remote place. This mountain god is not a monk with profound cultivation.

"My lord knows, I'll stay here with others for one night, and I would like to ask the fairy to make it easier for me." Ling Xiao said politely.

Lurou heard the words, but there was a bit of hesitation in her brows: "Originally, the fairy from the upper realm should appreciate the honor, and the little fairy should walk backwards. It's just not a coincidence today, and I'm afraid I will disappoint the fairy... .”

Ling Xiao raised her eyebrows: "Why?"

Lu Rou paused, she didn't know Ling Xiao, but she could feel the extraordinarily domineering aura on him, and after a moment of silence, she chose to tell the truth: "To be honest, I'm afraid this ruined temple won't last tonight. .”

Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly: "Speak carefully."

Lu Rou said with a wry smile: "The little fairy has low mana, but she can't protect herself by attracting disasters. Behind this Cuilin mountain is a Huju Ridge, where a tiger spirit who has cultivated for more than [-] years lives. As a demon cultivator, it’s fine if the well water does not interfere with the river water. It’s just that a white tiger spirit came from somewhere in his Hujuling a few days ago. The White Tiger Spirit first occupied his Huju Ridge by force, and then fell in love with my Cui Lin Mountain, forcing me to leave this place within three days."

Speaking of this, the smile on Lurou Qingli's face became even more bitter: "It's just that I made an agreement with someone that I will wait for him here. If I leave rashly, I'm afraid that person will think that I am a person who refuses to keep my promise." Woolen cloth!"

Hearing this, Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows and asked, "You have been waiting for him here for more than seven hundred years?"

Lu Rou nodded slightly: "His Royal Highness Yan Jun said that I have unresolved karma with him, as long as I have the heart, I can always wait for him. Whether it is a hundred years or a thousand years, I think, I can always wait for a result."

Ling Xiao shook his head: "You are an earth immortal, and your lifespan is only a thousand years, so why waste it here?"

Lu Rou smiled: "Since ancient times, who has been able to break free from the reincarnation of love and separation? I'm waiting for him, not for an answer, but for myself to give up."

"I know, you can go and cultivate with peace of mind. If the white tiger spirit dares to commit crimes tonight, I will take him in for you, and it will be regarded as repaying your kindness for taking him in tonight." Ling Xiao waved his hand lightly and said .

When Lu Rou heard this, her tone was slightly hesitant: "This ruined temple in the mountain is not worth anything. It's not the right time to bother the fairy to drive out the vicious tiger spirit for the little fairy."

"It's nothing." Ling Xiao waved his hand indifferently, and then reminded Lu Rou, "My son is taking medicine on his back, you should avoid it. He's a child, he's shy."

Lurou couldn't hold back the corners of her mouth slightly turned up, and then nodded: "Xiaoxian knows."

Behind the statue, Yun Jinghu endured the pain and pulled off his pants, and when he looked down, he couldn't help but gasped.

Just now he only felt the burning pain in the inner thigh, but he didn't expect the wound to be so serious. The white and tender skin on both sides was almost red, swollen and bleeding from the saddle. Seeing that he couldn't continue tomorrow's journey.

With trembling hands, he opened the jade bottle Mo Yun gave him, clenched his molars, dug out a large piece of dark green ointment and applied it to his wound, then closed his eyes and waited for the pain.

However, the pain that Yunjinghu expected didn't happen. Instead, there was a burst of cool and refreshing feeling coming from the wound, and most of the burning pain disappeared in an instant.

He lowered his head and opened his eyes, and was surprised to find that his skin, which had been smeared with ointment, had completely healed, and there were no more traces of injuries.

The wound medicine given by Mo Yun turned out to be so effective!

Yun Jinghu continued to apply medicine to his wound in great surprise.

Ling Xiao outside the temple distinguished the ingredients of the ointment in the jade bottle one by one from the smell of medicine in the air: "Century-year raw bone grass, tonifying grass, Qiong Linglu... Mo Yun is willing. "

This bottle of ointment can regenerate severed limbs, and it is a waste of money to treat Yunjing Lake's wounds.

Tan Yuan snorted dispensably.

Those things can be regarded as precious in the world, but in the heavens, they are just the most common spiritual herbs, and no one will take a second look at them when they are thrown on the side of the road.

After Yunjing Lake finished applying the medicine, the whole person came back to life.

He walked out from behind the statue refreshed, and Mo Yun, who did not forget to greet him outside, also followed in.

Mo Yun saw that Yun Jinghu's complexion was much better, guessing that his wounds should have all healed, so he unhurriedly took out two cold dough pancakes from his storage ring and handed them to him. Yunjing Lake.

As for himself, the monk who was already on the verge of ascension was equivalent to a half fairy, and he had no need for food in the world for a long time.

Holding the bread in his hand, Yun Jinghu doubted life.

This has not left the boundary of the capital, has he been reduced to the situation where he can only eat dry cakes?

Mo Yun looked at Yun Jinghu calmly: "Don't worry, although these two buns have been stored in my storage ring for decades, the things in the storage ring will not be broken, so you You can eat it with confidence.”

Safe to eat?

Yun Jinghu stuffed the pancake back into Mo Yun's hand expressionlessly, and when he turned his head, he showed a smile that was almost obsequious: "This fellow Taoist is so polite..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ling Xiao lazily interrupted him: "Want to eat?"

Yunjinghu glanced at the steaming steamed quail on the table, three delicacies soup, steamed sea crab, potted abalone... almost all of his favorite dishes.

He immediately nodded firmly, and subconsciously touched his arms, but it was empty.

Whether the emperor is in the palace or outside, he does not carry money with him.

Yun Jinghu looked at Mo Yun with some embarrassment.

"You don't need to pay, you can eat whatever you like," Ling Xiao smiled, showing a kind smile, "The world is vast, and it is also a chance to meet you in the ruined temple. Feel free to use it if you don't mind it."

Yunjinghu immediately sat down across from Lingxiao, only then noticed that there were four pairs of bowls and chopsticks on the table.

He looked at Ling Xiao suspiciously: "There are only three of us here, why are there four sets of bowls and chopsticks?"

Ling Xiao pointed out something: "Someone will come later."

Mo Yun looked at Ling Xiao, with a trace of vigilance in his eyes.But watching Yunjinghu gobble up the delicacies on the table regardless of his status and dignity, he sat down after a moment of silence, but he didn't intend to move his chopsticks at all.

"I don't know where this friend comes from?" Yunjing Lake picked out a big crab, and asked curiously while struggling to break the crab's shell.

His hobby of eating seafood followed his father and queen Yunxi. When Yunxi was still around, the coastal towns had fresh or dried seafood delivered to the palace at almost four o'clock. As time went on, Yunjing Lake also fell in love with this place. a mouthful.

Ling Xiao smiled inscrutablely: "Come from nowhere."

The movements of Yun Jinghu's hands paused: "Then if I ask you where you are going, do you want to answer where I am going?"

Ling Xiao shook his head: "Go to Youzhou."

Hearing this, Yun Jinghu looked at him with some surprise: "Really? We are going to Youzhou too! We can just drop by, don't you think, Mo Yun?"

Mo Yun looked at Yunjing Lake weakly. The other party only said a word, and Yunjing Lake explained their itinerary in detail. It seems that this His Majesty was really raised in the deep palace since childhood. Even the most basic defense is gone.

"Oh." Ling Xiao nodded lightly, gracefully peeled open a lobster shell the size of an elbow, took out the white and tender shrimp meat inside, and put the shell back together intact .

Ling Xiao's hands are extraordinarily beautiful, as white as jade all over, but with a touch of pink on the fingertips, they are more beautiful and beautiful than many women's hands.Even when he pulled the handkerchief to wipe the oil from his fingers, his movements were so graceful and beautiful.

Yun Jinghu looked a little dazed, his father also liked to play with the shells of shrimps and crabs that he had eaten.

"What are you doing stupidly? Are you still waiting for the crab meat to jump out and get into your mouth?" Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw Yunjing Lake staring blankly at his hand breaking the shrimp shell road.

For some reason, Yun Jinghu always felt that the young man in front of him looked kind and familiar. Hearing what he asked himself, a feeling of aggrieved feelings came out involuntarily.

"The crab shell is too hard to break." He spread his hands and showed Ling Xiao his red palm that had been pierced by the crab shell.

Seeing this, Ling Xiao subconsciously wanted to take it and break it off for the child, but he didn't expect a hand to take the crab faster than him.

I saw Mo Yun slapping the palm-sized crab shell confidently, and the crab shell immediately fell apart.Cracked together with the crab shell, there is also fresh and plump crab meat inside.

"Here." Mo Yun returned the crab in his hand to Yunjing Lake.

Yun Jinghu fiddled with the crab that had almost turned into crab sauce with his fingers, and tears flowed from the corners of his mouth.

This crab died unjustly.

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