Chapter 2: The first encounter between the two people was filled with a strange atmosphere.
Ying Bu Ran was a little confused about what happened suddenly. He only saw the woman waving the sword in her hand, and the ghosts disappeared one after another.
Is it over? Is she safe?
Ying Bu Ran had managed to hold on until now by holding his breath. The moment he relaxed, the breath he had been holding suddenly dropped and he fainted.
When the back of her head was about to touch the ground, the woman supported her and looked at Ying Bu Ran who had fainted with a complicated look in her eyes.
And those ghosts seemed to know that it was impossible to snatch the person away from her, so they retreated underground and disappeared.
"Let's go back to the sect first. We don't know if the Ghost King will show up, so we shouldn't stay here for long." The woman picked up Ying Bu Ran and flew away quickly on her sword.
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"Disciple Zhao Qingxun pays homage to Master." Zhao Qingxun bowed and saluted, but Luo Wangqing, who was working at his desk, acted as if he didn't see it. He held the documents in one hand and tapped the table rhythmically with the other.
After a while, she raised her head and looked at Zhao Qingxun who was still bowing. She said calmly, "Get up. Is the matter done?"
Zhao Qingxun stood up and nodded: "The person has been rescued and is in my room."
"Well," Luo Wangqing replied calmly, "Keep an eye on her and don't let her leave your yard. I don't know which ghost king got wind of the news and interrupted our plan. Try to keep her calm. Even if she has any dissatisfaction, bear it. I will compensate you after the sacrifice is completed. Leave."
Zhao Qingxun bowed again, "Yes, disciple, I understand." She glanced at Luo Wangqing again and couldn't help asking, "Master, do you really want to sacrifice a living person? Is fate truly unchangeable?"
Luo Wangqing paused, looked up at her, frowned slightly, and dissatisfaction was written on his face: "Do you feel sympathy for her?"
Zhao Qingxun opened his mouth, wanting to say something in defense, but in the end he kept silent. He lowered his head and replied, "Yes, I can't bear it. She should have grown up in a harmonious family, not wandering around like this..."
"Bang!"
Luo Wangqing's face was gloomy. He slammed the table and interrupted Zhao Qingxun's words. He said coldly: "Remember your identity and put away your useless sympathy. You just need to complete the task I gave you."
"Don't let me hear that again. Otherwise I'll find someone else to lock her up."
"...Yes, disciple knows I was wrong." Zhao Qingxun replied with his head down and slowly walked out of the house.
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Perhaps this moment of life and death triggered the scars of the past, and after fainting, Ying Bu Ran seemed to see the past.
She saw the lives of those who loved her and those she loved being taken away one by one, and she could only keep running for her life while being expelled.
So when she opened her eyes and found herself in an unfamiliar room, her first reaction was that she was dreaming.
There is a soft bed under me, and the quilt covering me feels very high-end to the touch.
It was the first time she had touched such a cloth, and the clothes she was wearing were also made of the same material, which was very comfortable.
Ying Bu Ran closed his eyes again, please let this dream last a little longer.
After a while, Ying Buran opened her eyes again. It was still the same room. It seemed that this was not a dream. She pinched herself and grimaced in pain.
It’s really not a dream!
"Before... it seemed like someone rescued me?" Ying Bu Ran rubbed his forehead. He still felt a little dizzy. When he raised his hand, he saw the bandage wrapped around his arm again.
Have all the wounds on your body been bandaged?
Ying Bu Ran felt that he still had no strength to move and could only move slightly. He could feel bandages on many parts of his body and there was a faint smell of medicine on his body.
She was actually rescued instead of being kicked out?
"Awake?" A cold voice came from not far away. Ying Bu Ran turned his head and saw a woman in white pushing the door and entering.
Her clothes... seemed to be the person who was blocking her way at that time? Ying Bu Ran nodded, and couldn't help but glance around. With some cautiousness, he asked the woman in a low voice: "Well, where is this?"
Zhao Qingxun came to the window and pointed a finger at Ying Bu Ran's forehead. The ghost energy had been cleared away, and even the mark left by the ghost clan was gone.
If the Ghost King wants to find her again, it will take a lot of effort.
Zhao Qingxun withdrew his hand and sat down on the chair beside the bed: "Liuyun Sect, my room."
Ying Bu Ran nodded in a daze. She knew about Liuyun Sect. She had overheard people in the village say that Liuyun Sect was an immortal sect, and one of the most elite among them.
Ying Bu Ran didn't say anything, and Zhao Qingxun didn't know what to say. She was not a talkative person and was not good at communicating with others.
The atmosphere suddenly became cold.
In the end, it was Zhao Qingxun who started the conversation first. She coughed twice and started with Ying Bu Ran himself: "I saw that you were injured, so I brought you here without permission."
Ying Bu Ran nodded and racked his brains to come up with four words: "Thank you for the rescue."
The two fell silent again.
Ying Bu Ran also felt a little embarrassed, but she had never communicated normally with others, so she really didn't know what to say next.
Zhao Qingxun had read Ying Bu Ran's profile and knew her situation, so he rarely continued to talk about it: "The ghost tribe is still traveling abroad during this period, so you should recuperate here first."
"Ghost tribe?"
Zhao Qingxun nodded: "Yes, it's what they wanted to catch you with before, but now you are safe, they can't find you here. Let me take a look at your wound."
Seeing Ying Buyan trying to sit up, she gently pushed him down again: "Lie down, you shouldn't move too much now."
Ying Bu Ran had originally planned to stand up and express his gratitude, thinking this would be more formal. The moment he was pressed down, his mind went blank. Not knowing what to do next, he simply lay down: "Ah, okay."
She looked at the woman with some curiosity. The woman closed her eyes and touched her forehead with her finger. A subtle warm current spread from the touched part to her whole body.
Then, the woman gently rolled up her sleeves to check, her delicate brows slightly furrowed.
Could there be something wrong? She didn't have any major injuries, but her minor ones had barely healed, and she'd rarely had a full meal. Every day she was either hiding or fighting for food with stray dogs, and every day she'd incur a new injury.
Could it be that the injury has become serious due to delaying treatment for too long? Ying Bu Ran was shocked by his own thoughts and asked nervously, "Isn't it difficult to treat?"
Zhao Qingxun came back to his senses and shook his head, hiding the emotions in his eyes: "No, it just takes some time to recuperate. I'll go get you some medicine."
After saying that, she turned and left, as if staying any longer would be a judgment on her heart.
Ying Bu Ran scratched his head, feeling that she left in a hurry, but he couldn't figure out why, so he simply stopped thinking about it and stared blankly upwards.
Why was this person so nice to her? She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that the other person seemed to feel a little guilty towards her.
But she didn't know this person.
A moment later, Zhao Qingxun came back with medicine, interrupting Ying Bu Ran's thoughts. His expression had returned to calm, and nothing could be seen: "The medicine is ready."
She put the medicine aside, then carefully helped Ying Bu Ran up and handed the medicine to her.
Even before he took the medicine, he could already smell the bitterness. The bitterness rushed straight into his brain, making him feel a little nauseous. "Thank you... um..."
As if he could see her resistance, Zhao Qingxun said, "The medicine is a bit bitter. I have some crispy candies here. You can have one after you take the medicine."
Ying Bu Ran's eyes lit up and he looked at the woman: "Candy?"
Zhao Qingxun nodded, took out a small square wrapped in paper from his pocket and opened it: "Yes, this is it."
It was the first time that Ying Bu Ran saw sugar up close. He had only heard people say it was delicious before.
As for this medicine...
Ying Bu Ran secretly narrowed his eyes at the woman. The woman's eyes were always on his hand holding the medicine. If he didn't drink the medicine, she would keep staring at him, and maybe even force him to drink it?
It was obvious that she had no ability to resist, so it was better for her to obey at this stage. After weighing the pros and cons, Ying Bu Ran drank the medicine.
I initially wanted to pretend I was feeling well and spit it out later, but once I swallowed it, the medicine transformed into a warm current that dissipated throughout my body. Afterward, I did feel much better.
It's just so bitter.
The bitterness didn't last long. Almost the moment she put down the bowl, something was stuffed in her mouth, and the sweetness instantly spread and dissipated the bitterness.
So sweet and delicious.
Seeing Ying Bu Ran's surprise and joy after eating the candy, Zhao Qingxun unconsciously clenched the hand hidden in his sleeve.
If there were no so-called destiny and natural disasters...
No, now is not the time to think about that. Just like Master said, if Ying Bu Ran didn't die, many more people would have died.
All I can do is try my best to make it up to her during this period of time.
"Just rest here peacefully for the next few days. I won't disturb you." Zhao Qingxun calculated the time and when the medicine was almost taken, he helped Ying Bu Ran lie down and left in a hurry.
She was afraid that she would not be able to bear it if she stayed any longer.
Over the next few days, Ying Bu Ran stayed in her room until she was able to get out of bed and walk around. Every day, Zhao Qingxun would change her bandages and bring her a bowl of medicine, as well as some simple but delicious food. Ying Bu Ran also felt her health gradually improve.
What I look forward to most every day is probably that piece of candy.
But as her health improved, Ying Bu Ran began to worry about another thing - what should she do next.
I am staying here now because of my injury and poor health. I will definitely leave after I recover.
But where can she go after leaving? What will she encounter?
When Zhao Qingxun came to deliver medicine again that day, he noticed that Ying Bu Ran seemed even more depressed than yesterday.
Is it because I've been locking her in the house all this time? What if she wants to leave?
"You seem a little lost recently?" Zhao Qingxun asked directly after a mental struggle.
If she wants to leave... No, she can't leave now. At least she can still protect Ying Bu Ran here for a while. If Master finds out that she's left...
I'm afraid the only fate that awaits her is to be imprisoned in a dungeon.
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