Chapter 77 Chapter 77 Tit for Tat
Ling Fuying finally woke up, with a lot of memory fragments still remaining in her mind, but she had sorted them out.
When he opened his eyes, it was already completely dark. Noticing the movement in his arms, Shen Fuxue asked, "Are you awake?"
Only then did she realize that she was surrounded by several men and fell asleep in Shen Fuxue's arms. When she raised her eyes, she met their gazes.
First came Chen Fuxue's concerned eyes, followed by Xuan Min and Ling Zhouci.
When I woke up, I was faced with several men, all of whom were top athletes in different fields. The shock was quite strong.
She blinked her eyes and propped herself up to get out of Chen Fuxue's arms.
At this moment, they were in a dilapidated pavilion, and the surroundings were silent. She thought of a strand of silk thread wrapped around her finger. She looked down and saw that it was still there. She remembered that her fingertips were slightly warm before, but now she felt nothing. It had no sense of existence wrapped around her fingertips.
Ling Fuying had no idea what it was, but she knew it might be extremely important for them to find the Ghost Demon and the Nine Tribulations Jade.
Everything you see after entering the formation in the back mountain of the City Lord's Mansion, including the enshrined blood jade, is the key clue.
[System, the test results haven't come out yet? ]
[Host, everything in this illusion is false, so there is no way to prepare for the results.]
[However, this item somewhat resembles the Nine Tribulations Jade.]
However, the Nine Tribulations Jade is surrounded by spiritual energy and is a treasure that absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. However, the Nine Tribulations Jade in the formation is full of evil and needs to be destroyed, so the system cannot be sure.
The system didn't know, but Ling Fuying, who had received the memories of countless deceased souls, remembered clearly why the treasure of heaven and earth had become like this. "What are your plans now?" Ling Fuying asked the others.
Now we still have to look for the Ghost Demon and take the opportunity to find the Nine Tribulations Jade behind the Ghost Demon.
Chen Fuxue said: "Xiaoman, I will listen to you."
Ling Zhouci rolled his eyes silently in his heart.
"What do you think, Master?"
Seeing that Ling Fuying asked Xuan Minye but not him, Ling Zhouci stared at her sulkingly, but she never looked at him.
Yufeng raised his hand: "Miss Ling, our young master has an idea."
Ling Zhouci glared at Yufeng. When did he come up with this idea?
Ling Fuying's gaze shifted to Ling Zhouci, "Young Master?"
She waited for his answer.
Although Ling Zhouci is the young master of Daluozhou, he is not the main force here. When asked suddenly, he could only bite the bullet and say, "That ghost demon will appear sooner or later. Instead of searching aimlessly, it is better to wait and see."
I just came out of the illusion, so it’s a good opportunity to save my energy.
"Donor, I can set up a ghost-revealing formation around you. If a ghost approaches, it will be temporarily restrained for a period of time."
Fu Ying felt good.
Her eyes were drawn to Xuan Min. Ling Zhouci clenched her teeth, her face expressionless. "Then I'll have to trouble you, Master. It's a pity that we can't help you."
Ling Fuying always felt that Ling Zhouci's words were sarcastic, but looking at his expression, there seemed to be nothing unusual about him and he looked extremely harmless.
He turned his gaze to meet hers, and even curved the corners of his lips towards her, like snow-white pear blossoms wetted by the continuous spring rain.
Ling Fuying was stunned for a moment. Was there something wrong with Ling Zhouci's brain? She was acting strangely after emerging from the illusion.
He silently averted his gaze and continued to discuss with Xuan Min: "Master, we are indeed not proficient in formations. If there is anything we can help you with, please feel free to ask."
"Donor, just take a rest. I will take care of everything."
Fu Ying felt relieved. Xuan Min was extremely calm. No matter what happened, it was not a big deal in his eyes. He was gentle and compassionate, and had a heart that could tolerate everything.
His broad and tall body, like a wall of curiosity, makes people feel more at ease.
Ling Fuying stood up and followed Xuanmin to set up the formation. Xuanmin turned around and said, "Benefactor, I can only do this alone."
"It's okay. I've already woken up and have nothing to do. I can learn some formation techniques from you."
When she followed Xuan Min, Shen Fuxue grabbed her wrist. She lowered her head and looked into Shen Fuxue's cold eyes.
The atmosphere was inexplicably awkward.
"Xiaoman and I will go together." Chen Fuxue stood up and followed Ling Fuying, and the two of them became three people.
Ling Zhouci sat still, watching Ling Fuying following Xuan Min and asking questions. He simply closed his eyes and rested.
He didn't know whether he had recovered or not, but Yufeng only knew that his young master was probably in a bad mood, as the armrest of the wheelchair was almost dug into a hole.
A half second of silence for the wheelchair.
When Xuan Min set up the formation, he asked Fu Ying to look at the "transparent little snake" coiled on her fingertips. She didn't know what this thing was used for.
But this thing gently circled around her fingertips, as if rubbing her intimately, without any fluctuation of spiritual power, and it did not look like anyone's soul.
【System, detect this object.】
But still no answer was found.
[Host, failed to match system database data. ]
It's quite mysterious.
She moved her fingers, and this thing that had no sense of existence, let's call it a little snake, crawled up her fingers tentatively, circled around the base of her fingers, and stopped moving.
The time spent setting up the formation made Fu Ying follow Xuan Min and observe and learn carefully, and he looked at it with great interest.
His gaze fell on Xuan Min, whose eyes sparkled and his face was full of admiration for Ling Fuying. Chen Fuxue decided that in addition to learning the art of controlling his wife, he should also learn the art of formations.
Ling Fuying had no idea what Chen Fuxue was thinking. Xuan Min silently recited the incantation, and the visible formation he had set up gradually spread from the soles of his feet to the eight directions, condensing into the pattern of the Big Dipper, which disappeared in a moment, making it impossible for people to notice that a net had been set up around them to wait for ghosts to approach.
It was unusual that Ulan City, where evil spirits howled every night, was so quiet tonight.
Xuan Min made sure there were no omissions in the formation and turned to face Ling Fuying, "Donor, the formation has been set up. You can continue to rest while you wait."
How thoughtful.
Ling Fuying nodded.
In order not to miss what was happening here, several people meditated on the spot. Chen Fuxue took out a velvet blanket and put it on the ground, "Xiaoman, sit here."
Ling Fuying naturally wouldn't treat himself badly. He sat down with Chen Fuxue. It was still a little cold here, so Chen Fuxue took out the cloak he usually wore and put it on Ling Fuying, carefully pulling it together. "Are you still cold now?"
He acted as if no one was around, as if they were the only ones around, and treated Xuan Min and Ling Zhouci as air.
Suddenly meeting Xuan Min's gaze, she quickly looked away and shook her head.
Ling Zhouci naturally had nothing to worry about as she was being taken care of by Yufeng, and Xuan Min had long been accustomed to wearing the thin monk's robe even in extremely cold places. However, looking at Ling Fuying who was being carefully taken care of by Chen Fuxue, he felt that the wind this night was colder than usual.
Ling Fuying was paying attention to her surroundings, but something was wrapped around her wrist. She paused and immediately looked at the transparent little snake coiled around her finger, but it didn't move and stayed quietly in the same place.
There are no other abnormalities.
Ling Fuying looked around. She had been worried that some dirty creatures were following her, but this place had been set up with a formation by Xuan Min, and Chen Fuxue was there, so she must have been too worried.
She closed her eyes and meditated to regulate her breathing, but not long after, she felt something leaning towards her and entangled her hands and feet. A sticky and cold touch came from her earlobe, making Fu Ying feel a chill down her spine. She immediately opened her eyes, and the feeling disappeared without a trace.
If she thinks it's an illusion after so many times in a row, then there must be something wrong with her brain.
The moment she opened her eyes, Shen Fuxue and Xuan Min also looked at her at the same time. Shen Fuxue noticed the sweat on her forehead and reached out to gently embrace Ling Fuying. "Xiaoman, what's wrong with you?"
Fu Ying was still frightened. She took Shen Fuxue's hand and said, "Master, come here. I have something to ask you."
He was a little confused, but quietly followed Ling Fuying to the side.
Ling Zhouci also opened his eyes at this time, but saw Ling Fuying pulling Chen Fuxue away quietly. He frowned, "Where are they going?"
Xuan Min shook his head.
"Aren't you worried?" Ling Zhouci asked in a very irritable tone.
Xuan Min looked at him without saying a word.
Loading.
Xuan Min was dressed up, but Yuchi Xianyue was the most dressed up.
Who knows how anxious he must have been, but now he looks calm and composed, as if he doesn't care at all.
A cold wind blew, and Ling Zhouci coughed continuously. He tightly grasped the handkerchief and watched Ling Fuying and Shen Fuxue leave.
He maneuvered his wheelchair to follow, but seeing Xuan Min standing still as a mountain, he calmed himself.
Just a woman, he thought to himself.
But he suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood from his throat, and hurriedly wiped the bloodstain with a handkerchief to cover it up, but Yufeng had already seen it clearly.
"Young Master, perhaps the master and disciple want to discuss something important." It would have been better if Yu Feng didn't say anything. The more he talked, the more he added fuel to the fire.
If there was something that needed to be hidden, they would still avoid him even though they had been traveling together for so long.
Ling Zhouci was breathing rapidly, with red eyes and lowered eyes.
That night, that night she forgot everything, Ling Fuying, I hate you! Ling Zhouci thought to herself silently in her heart.
I hate you.
Fu Ying was completely oblivious to the commotion here. She glanced at the inky night sky around her and asked Chen Fuxue, "Master, are you sure Yuchi Xianyue has been imprisoned by you?"
When she saw him teasing others like this, she subconsciously thought of Yuchi Xianyue, who loved this kind of trick the most.
"I did bind him with the Immortal Binding Rope. If he wants to break free, he has to strangle his limbs and head." But if he does that, his body will be destroyed.
The Immortal Binding Rope not only affects the physical body, but also binds the soul, so if he forcibly breaks free, he will only suffer severe damage to his vitality, and he will not be able to recover to his original appearance without recuperation for dozens or even hundreds of years.
Therefore, even if he has escaped, there is nothing to be afraid of.
Ling Fuying felt cold all over when he thought of such a scene. Yuchi Xianyue was a madman, there was nothing he could not do.
As long as he wants, no one and nothing can stop him.
Goose bumps appeared on Fuying's arms, and he felt disgusted as if he had been touched by something dirty.
Shen Fuxue noticed the vigilance in her eyes and quickly spread out his spiritual sense, but found nothing.
"Xiaoman, Yuchi Xianyue is here to see you?"
Ling Fuying fell into deep thought as she spoke. She wanted to see what Yuchi Xianyue was planning to do. Was it so fun to follow her around and threaten and tease her?
Knowing that the person who was following and harassing her was that dirty bastard Yuchi Xianyue, she was no longer afraid and instead became more competitive.
When the two returned, the formation that had been silent all this time trembled, and golden light appeared and disappeared, but no ghosts appeared, nor were they captured or restrained by the formation. Everything became extremely strange.
Xuan Min came to check immediately, but there was no trace of ghosts.
After careful confirmation, several people returned to their original place to rest, but no one felt sleepy.
Several days passed like this, and no other abnormalities were found.
It was as if a hidden force was secretly competing with them to see who was more impatient.
The little snake that had been hovering motionlessly at the base of her finger started to heat up today, waking Fu Ying up from the heat. The little snake was restless, yet seemed to be excited. It coiled up from the base of her finger, tickling her palm, trying to attract her attention.
Ling Fuying cheered up and reminded Chen Fuxue and the others to be prepared.
It was the time before dawn and it was extremely quiet, which made Fu Ying's hand being held by Shen Fuxue. However, at this critical moment, she did not move, concentrating all her attention to prevent any danger that might occur at any time.
The little snake became hotter and hotter, causing the meridians on her fingertips to tremble slightly.
The formation set up by Xuan Min lit up with dazzling golden light, and countless shrill wails were heard. At least dozens of ghost soldiers were bound here. The formation was limited after all, but the swarming ghost soldiers and lower-level evil spirits were counted in the tens of thousands. Driven by something, they rushed forward without any hesitation. The evil ghosts, who were wrapped in evil spirits, had bloodshot eyes, and their wails turned into sharp blades trying to pierce their eardrums and souls.
When the evil spirits approached Ling Zhouci, they fell around as if they were burned by something and were unable to get close to him. Yufeng felt relieved and could concentrate on fighting.
Ling Fuying looked at these evil spirits, and the memories of the thousands of people in the city quickly flashed through his mind. These ghosts had obviously lost their own rationality and had become evil spirits possessed by evil thoughts.
She summoned her sword and joined the battle with Shen Fuxue, Xuan Min and others.
Xuan Min's refusal to kill does not mean he will not eliminate evil spirits. He should have purified these evil spirits and allowed them to re-enter the cycle of reincarnation through the Rebirth Formation, but faced with such a large number of ghost soldiers that seemed to form an army, he did not have time to make the best choice.
The dazzling golden rune light and the silver-white sword beam pierced through the dark army of ghost soldiers.
Chen Fuxue's sword could overturn all the ghost soldiers within a hundred steps, but there were always ghost soldiers whose bodies were cut off by the sword and condensed again, as if there was no end.
These ghosts could not get close to them, and they could not completely get rid of them. This was obviously unreasonable. They were neither ghost generals nor ghost demons. It was impossible for them to be resurrected again in the face of Xuan Min's precise rune attack, as if they would never die.
As their ghost bodies re-condensed again and again, the evil spirit on them became more and more intense.
She could hardly hold the little snake back and it began to struggle frantically.
Ling Fuying had no time to take care of it, but her wrist was accidentally injured by the ghost energy while fighting, and black blood oozed out. It was just a small wound, and she had no time to care about it, but the next second she felt her fingertips were so hot that they were about to be burned through.
When she looked down, there was no trace of the little snake. She had a vague connection with something in her mind, but the connection was too weak.
However, the ghost soldiers in front of him, who were blood-thirsty, suddenly stopped attacking, as if they had been ordered to cease fire. They looked around blankly, and then fled away frantically.
However, Ling Fuying felt that his spiritual power was being lost at a terrifying rate, as if there was a hole in his dantian and it was being sucked and consumed by an invisible force.
Alarm bells rang in her mind and she frantically shouted to stop, but when she really stopped, her spiritual power was no longer absorbed.
That little snake...
Ling Fuying frowned, and then she thought that her connection with something had been strengthened again.
The ghosts suddenly stopped attacking, which was beyond their expectations, causing Fu Ying to look again at the place where the little snake had just coiled.
Ten thousand ghosts retreated, and at this time Chen Fuxue and Xuan Min also noticed the wound on Ling Fuying's wrist.
They both walked up to her and said at the same time: "You are hurt."
There was only a very shallow scar left on her wrist, it was not serious, just some ghost energy attached to the wound.
Ling Fuying had been injured by ghost energy before and had been treated by Xuan Min, so he naturally knew that he could not recover by self-healing alone.
Upon hearing that Ling Fuying was injured, Ling Zhouci immediately looked over, but there was obviously no place he cared about. Chen Fuxue and Xuan Min had already surrounded her to check her injuries.
"Don't worry, Master." After saying this, Chen Fuxue went to check Ling Fuying's injury gently. The mark on the fair skin of his wrist was extremely unsightly.
"Xiao Man, I'll apply the medicine for you."
Ling Fuying sat down, and Chen Fuxue took out the medicine bottle, dipped her fingertips in the healing ointment and gently applied it to her wound, but was stopped by Xuan Min.
"Donor, please wait."
Chen Fuxue paused slightly, and the eyes that were gentle to Ling Fuying had turned cold again when he looked at Xuan Min.
This is only a temporary solution and does not address the root cause.
"There is ghost energy remaining in the wound, and it needs to be forced out."
"How do you force it out? I'll do it."
The atmosphere became tense again, and this situation immediately reminded Shen Fuxue of everything that had happened in Yang's house.
At that time, he and Yuchi Xianyue did not know that the girl Jingyun was Xiaoman, and the person who drained the poison from her body when she had a fever was Xuan Min.
When he thought of everything that had happened under his nose, an uncontrollable murderous intent rose in Shen Fuxue's heart.
Ling Zhouci was feeling suffocated at first, but now seeing the two of them arguing with each other, she suddenly calmed down and watched them quietly from the side.
Yufeng has followed Ling Zhouci since he was a child, so how could he not know what he is thinking.
Is this... gloating?
It would be best if the two of them started fighting, Ling Zhouci thought maliciously.
So he said, "Master Xuan Min, what do you mean? Are you the only one who can force out the ghost energy?"
"As Xiaoman's master, Immortal Zhaoxue is obviously more suitable to do this than you."
Shen Fuxue stared at Xuan Min coldly.
Xuan Min didn't seem angry at being targeted. It was as if such an emotion shouldn't have appeared in him. When he raised his eyes, he accidentally met Ling Fuying's gaze. He lowered his eyes and spoke in a gentle, neither humble nor arrogant, convincing him with reason, "Immortal Lord Zhaoxue, the Buddhist sect is more adept at forcing out ghost energy. If you want to learn it now, it will naturally take time."
Ling Fuying, who had put some effort into learning before, naturally knew that he was telling the truth, and there was no point in arguing over such a minor injury.
She immediately decided, "Master, please force the ghost energy out of me."
Fortunately, the injury was only on the wrist. If it was on the chest like last time, the situation would have been a bit embarrassing.
Having already done more intimate things with Xuan Min, Fu Ying naturally handed his wrist to him, "Please trouble you, Master."
Seeing Xuan Min standing, it was a little difficult to perform, so Fu Ying consciously moved to the side and said, "Master, please sit down."
So, under the oppressive gazes of Ling Zhouci and Shen Fuxue, Xuan Min calmly sat down next to Ling Fuying.
The broad palm gently grasped Ling Fuying's wrist.
Chen Fuxue, who was sitting on the other side, was like an iceberg emitting cold air, but he also knew that Xiaoman was injured and there was no time to delay, so he could only stare at Xuan Min's movements. If he did anything wrong, he would summon Frost Ember.
No matter how calm Xuan Min appeared, he still felt some ups and downs in his heart when he saw the gazes of Lingzhou Ci Chen Fuxue and even Yufeng.
Because he knew that his feelings for Ling Fuying were not simple.
And he is still a monk.
Xuan Min lowered his eyes to hide his thoughts, and under Shen Fuxue's gaze, he put his hand on Ling Fuying's wrist.
His fingertips were trembling and throbbing, but his expression was calm, making it impossible to see the dirt hidden in his deep grooves.
Fu Ying felt the burning heat on her wrist, and Xuan Min's spiritual power, which seemed to carry his body temperature, spread along the meridians in her wrist to her heart.
The ghost energy is not only in the wound on the wrist. Xuan Min also needs to check whether it has penetrated into other parts of the body, so he needs to flow into Ling Fuying's meridians to force out the spreading ghost energy.
This is an extremely slow process.
The expression that made Fu Ying endure was seen by Chen Fuxue beside him and Ling Zhouci opposite him.
Ling Zhouci really wanted to ask Xuan Min what his father was doing.
Isn't it about healing?! Why does Ling Fuying have that... expression?
Chen Fuxue also forcibly suppressed the murderous intent in his body.
If looks could kill, Xuan Min would have been killed countless times by Chen Fuxue and Ling Zhouci.
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The author has something to say: Haha, the honest mage was bullied, so naturally our Xiaoman needs to feel distressed [starry eyes] (It's outrageous that even healing a wound is locked.)
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