"Although." Fan Zhiyi straightened his expression and said sincerely, "You are really amazing. I will definitely remember this kindness in my heart."
Just by saying this, Fan Zhiyi imagined Bing Nandong desperately trying to rescue him from the clutches of all the ghosts, and even uncomplainingly carrying him for such a long distance and bandaging him. You know, Bing Nandong would feel sick for a long time if he touched him before, so it was hard for him. What a good person!
The more Fan Zhiyi thought about it, the more moved he became. A passion to repay his gratitude surged in his chest like a torrent that couldn't be shaken off.
Bing Haoren spoke without showing any mercy: "You are too weak."
Fan Zhiyi: “…” Well, the enthusiasm has been extinguished, that’s great.
"Speaking of which, that guy you call the elder is really just a sarcastic talker. His own disciple is already in such a state, yet he's still lecturing him. Why didn't he come earlier if he's so capable?"
"He is the second elder of Tianyun Sect and is in charge of etiquette and teachings. I'll have more opportunities to see him when I return to Tianyun Sect."
When Fan Zhiyi thought of the old man's ferocious look, he began to shake his head vigorously.
"I'm sorry to bother you two, but we're almost at the gate." Ah Yu, who had been trying to minimize his presence, said weakly, "I can't get out."
Fan Zhiyi understood instantly and looked at Bing Nandong: "I want to stay with you. I have to help Ayu find her ashes."
"What can you do if you stay here? I'll help her find it." Bing Nandong refused bluntly.
Fan Zhiyi thought about it carefully and felt that it made sense. He was covered in wounds and had a fever that kept coming and going. It would be better if he didn't stay here and get in the way. So he discussed it with Ayu: "Xiaoyu, what do you think?"
"No problem, you should have a good rest." A Yu agreed and stood at the door waiting for them.
As soon as Bing Nandong and Fan Zhiyi went out, they saw two distinct groups of people outside, one wearing blue clothes and the other wearing green clothes, and they all held lanterns in their hands.
Seeing the two of them, Tianyunmen, led by Lu Changfu, immediately rushed forward and surrounded Bing Nandong, and squeezed Fan Zhiyi out.
Fan Zhiyi sighed softly, indicating that he was used to this kind of scene, so he touched the cat in his arms. In return, the cat wanted to bite him, but it just rubbed its fangs on the back of Fan Zhiyi's hand without killing him.
Just this little change brought tears to Fan Zhiyi's eyes. It was worth it for him to hold the cat so wholeheartedly and even shield it with his sleeves while getting wet in the rain himself.
"Big Brother, I'll go in with you to get rid of the evil spirits!"
"I'm going too, Big Brother!"
…
Seeing that Bing Nandong was so popular and couldn't pay attention to him for a while, Fan Zhiyi continued to pet the cat.
His head started to feel dizzy again, and his body felt heavy as if it were filled with lead. Fan Zhiyi felt a little nauseous.
At this moment, Fan Zhiyi heard someone behind him say in a deliberately low voice, "I see you're pretty lucky. You must have used some magic potion to make Bing Nandong run to save you regardless of everything."
This voice gave Fan Zhiyi goosebumps subconsciously. He immediately jumped forward a few steps and rubbed his ears: "Can you speak properly?" He was really traumatized and was really afraid that it was another ghost.
Zhuang Yujing snorted, opened his fan with a swish, and commented sharply, "How delicate."
"Thank you for the compliment."
"I'm not praising you!" Zhuang Yujing was furious.
"You're just as clueless as ever, young master," Fan Zhiyi commented. However, Bing Nandong had indeed come to him alone, just as he'd expected. Being a good person is hard; you're easily soft-hearted.
If Fan Zhiyi met someone who had intended to kill him in the past, he would definitely stay away from him. No matter what happened to the other person, it had nothing to do with him.
"Fan Zhiyi." Bing Nandong walked over and calmly put him behind him. He said to him, "I'll ask my husband to take you to see a doctor."
Fan Zhiyi looked at Lu Changfu, who smiled at him friendly. Fan Zhiyi could only nod in return: "Okay."
"Why look for a medical practitioner? Just come to me. The doctor I treated you last time is one of the best in Jiuwanli." The eldest young master spoke with a sense of pride.
Bing Nandong said: "No need."
Zhuang Yujing smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid of delaying the treatment of your darling child?"
Fan Zhiyi and Bing Nandong: "..."
Fan Zhiyi thought that with Jiu Wanli's relationship with Tianyun Sect, if he still wanted to stay in Tianyun Sect, it would be best for him to decline the offer: "Thank you for your kindness, but forget it."
Before Zhuang Yujing could say anything, Bing Nandong said, "Tianyun Sect is about to set off first."
Zhuang Yujing opened his eyes wide, watching the people from Tianyun Sect about to step into the gate of Xue's house, and immediately ordered: "Charge for me, young master, and make sure to enter Xue's house before Tianyun Sect. We must deal with more vengeful spirits than them!"
Then he covered his face with his fan and said to He An, "Take Fan Zhiyi back with you and keep him until I come back."
"Yes, I will obey your orders."
After dealing with this big trouble, Bing Nandong was about to set off.
Fan Zhiyi grabbed his sleeve, wanting to say something but stopping himself. He had originally wanted to tell Bing Nandong to do what he could, but then he realized he had no right to say that. Besides, Bing Nandong wouldn't agree to that, so he could only say, "Wait until you come back. Also, remember to keep an eye on Ayuha. They're all cultivators, she might get scared."
"Okay, be careful."
Fan Zhiyi blinked and looked at Zhuang Yujing, who was furiously waiting for Bing Nandong in front of him. Seeing him coming, he punched him on the shoulder without any hesitation: "Are you crazy? No matter how hard you try to pull him, you can't stop him. You have to run here by yourself. Are you hurt? Of course you are. Let me take a look and have fun."
"Shut up."
…
"Zhiyi, let's go." Lu Changfu smiled gently, neither cold nor too intimate, and he controlled the scale very well.
Before Fan Zhiyi could respond, He An pulled him over and happened to touch the wound on Fan Zhiyi's hand, causing Fan Zhiyi to cry out in pain.
He An then released his hand with a sense of guilt, pursed his lips, and seemed to want to apologize, but in the end he said nothing. He just mustered his courage and looked at Lu Changfu again: "We have been here much longer than Tianyunmen, and we know this place quite well. You can't find a decent medical practitioner within a hundred miles, but we are well prepared in Jiuwanli. We have doctors and medicines of all kinds."
What, how far is a hundred miles? Fan Zhiyi had no idea, but when he heard it, he frowned. He probably couldn't hold it that long. Suddenly, he felt a little bit attracted to Jiuwanli.
What's more, compared to Tianyunmen, Jiuwanli, where I once stayed, is indeed more cost-effective.
"Zhiyi is a disciple of my Tianyun Sect. Senior Brother has instructed that he must be seen by a doctor before being safely returned to his room in the camp." Lu Changfu answered in an orderly manner. "Besides, if his injuries worsen along the way, I have some knowledge of medicine."
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