Chapter 41 How Can She Be Worthy of Jinghe
When Shen Qingning heard the news and rushed over, Song Jinghe was already in the yard staring at the magic mirror.
On the magic mirror were Madam Fu and an unknown man. She suddenly realized that the so-called Madam Fu was Song Jinghe's wife Xiaoshuang.
But how could Madam Fu, who was once the concubine of the county magistrate, be worthy of Jinghe?
Shen Qingning bit her lips tightly, a strong sense of unwillingness engulfing her. She thought that the woman who could make Jing He abandon her must have something special. But now, she not only looked and had ordinary abilities, but she had even been a concubine.
What did Jinghe see in that woman?
Being defeated by such a woman, Shen Qingning felt angry for no reason.
Yan Qu also said that she was blind, but she clearly felt that Song Jinghe was blind.
"My two friends, why are you here?"
Shen Qingning turned his head and saw that it was Mr. Zhou. They had met him once when they first arrived in Quzhou to look for the Jiedushi.
Mr. Zhou asked, "Have you found the person you are looking for?"
Yan Qu nodded, and Shen Qingning smiled awkwardly, "Found it."
Elder Zhou only exchanged a few pleasantries and turned his attention to the magic mirror. "Hey, Xiao Fu actually found the spiritual weapon first."
Shen Qingning asked: "Do you know her?"
Zhou Laodao: "Of course, when she came to register, she brought a letter of recommendation from Master Minglu's apprentice! I thought she was a good seedling and wanted to take her in as my apprentice, but unfortunately she didn't want to follow me, so I couldn't force her."
Shen Qingning glanced at Yan Qu, frowned and asked, "Have you ever seen her refine pills?"
Elder Zhou shook his head. "Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, the quality of the pills she produced is quite good."
"I want to ask what grade of elixir it is?"
"Third rank."
Shen Qingning snorted coldly, “Miss Fu is already in the opening stage. Ordinary alchemists can refine fifth-grade pills, but she can only produce third-grade pills. Old Zhou, you may have been deceived by her.”
Elder Zhou didn't believe it. "She has a letter of recommendation, and it does have Master Minglu's mark on it. Besides, when we met, her cultivation level was only at the Foundation Establishment stage."
Shen Qingning pulled Yan Qu in front of Mr. Zhou, "He wrote the letter of recommendation."
Elder Zhou immediately opened his eyes wide, and a light shone through his slightly cloudy eyes. He asked excitedly, "So you are Master Minglu's apprentice?"
Yan Qu nodded somewhat embarrassedly.
Mr. Zhou was very excited. "I have a few questions to ask you."
Yan Qu hurriedly said, "I don't deserve your advice, we are just communicating with each other."
Seeing that the topic had gone off track, Shen Qingning continued, "Mr. Zhou, Yan Qu didn't see Miss Fu's alchemy skills at the time. He just heard that she could make pills, so he improvised a letter of recommendation. Now it seems that the girl is just a person seeking fame and reputation, and she doesn't have much real talent or knowledge."
Yan Qu noticed that Shen Qingning was in a bad mood, so he quietly patted her back to comfort her, and said to Mr. Zhou: “I have indeed never seen her alchemy skills.”
Elder Zhou looked at Fu Ning in the mirror and said, "No wonder she refused to be my disciple. It turns out it was because..."
"She is an alchemist." Song Jinghe turned his wheelchair and came in front of the three people, looking at Shen Qingning and said, "Fu Ning is not a person who seeks fame and reputation."
"you!"
Shen Qingning was already upset by Song Jinghe's sudden cold attitude, and now seeing him defending Fu Ning without hesitation, she felt even more aggrieved. She said without thinking, "She is your wife, so you should naturally side with her. But if she has real ability, at least she should join the Cultivation Society based on her alchemy skills, not Yan Qu's recommendation letter, right?"
Song Jinghe pursed his lips and fell silent.
Seeing his frustrated look, Shen Qingning raised her chin, but she didn't feel very happy in her heart. She didn't want to believe that she lost to a woman who was inferior to her in every way.
"She was trying to save me. I was caught at that time." Song Jinghe suddenly said.
Shen Qingning was stunned for a moment, "How did you get caught? Who caught you? Why?"
Song Jinghe laughed helplessly, "Qingning, anyone can catch me in this state now."
Shen Qingning looked at Song Jinghe with a hint of confusion in his eyes. The person in front of him was no longer the young man who stood out in brocade clothes and shone dazzlingly on the Twelve Immortal Mountains in the past. Now he had weak legs, wore the simplest coarse cloth clothes, and needed a wheelchair to walk.
At this moment, she could truly feel the chasm between them.
Sun Huchang dug out a mirror from the soil, "Sister Fu, is this the spiritual weapon we are looking for?"
Fu Ning took it in his hand and felt it, "Yes, that's it."
Sun Huchang couldn't hide his excitement and put the mirror in his arms. He didn't expect that he could get the mirror without any effort. He found it by just stepping on empty air.
The two people walked forward along the passage and finally came out of another exit and saw the sky, but it was already completely dark.
Fu Ning held up the tinder and heard the cry of an unknown bird, echoing in the forest. It sounded eerie and terrifying. She suggested, "Let's rest in the cave for one night. I think it's quite safe in the cave."
"good."
The people from the Cultivation Society saw the screen become still again and gradually dispersed. They went back to rest and planned to check the situation again the next day.
Yan Qu, who had just finished discussing alchemy with Mr. Zhou, walked back to the yard and said to Shen Qingning, "Let's go."
Shen Qingning pursed her lips and shook her head, “If Jinghe doesn’t leave, I won’t leave either.”
What a childish temper! Yan Qu smiled helplessly. What else could he do? He could only accompany him.
Three people plus a little monk sat in the yard and stared at the magic mirror.
The young monk stared until he was drowsy, and suddenly the scene changed.
He opened his eyes and said in surprise, "This monk actually ran away by himself?"
This sound woke Shen Qingning up. She saw in the magic mirror that Sun Huchang was tiptoeing out of the cave, while Miss Fu was still sleeping unconscious.
"Miss Fu's vigilance is really not that good." She couldn't help but say, "You can't win the game like this."
Song Jinghe kept staring at Fu Ning's sleeping face and frowned.
Her vigilance shouldn't be so poor, unless... He remembered her increasingly frequent fainting before the competition, and his hands tightened on the handles of the wheelchair.
She fainted.
Fu Ning finally entered the spiritual room, conjured up a bed, rolled around on it for a few times, and sighed, "It's so comfortable."
The system reminded her, "Boss, are we just going to let Sun Huchang run away with the mirror? You clearly found this mirror using your spiritual power."
Fu Ning was lying on the bed with his arms and legs spread out. "This idiot, it's not easy to guard this mirror. He left me behind so early, and didn't even think about how he would face those people's encirclement and suppression alone."
The system said: "Then let's try this strategy of mantis stalking the cicada while the oriole is waiting behind?"
Fu Ning yawned and said, "I'll take a nap first. Help me find his location tomorrow morning."
System: “Received!”
Fu Ning replenished his spirit in the spiritual house, and when he returned to his body, he had a vague feeling of a breakthrough.
She hurriedly sat up cross-legged and adjusted the spiritual energy in her body to flow to her dantian, ensuring that there was sufficient spiritual energy circulating in her dantian.
——
Many cultivators gathered together again. Someone asked, "Eh? Why is he alone today? Where is the female cultivator from yesterday?"
The young monk who had been on guard all night explained: "The male monk abandoned the female monk and ran away."
"Alas, a person's true character is revealed at times like these." The man sighed a few times and continued to look.
Sun Huchang ran all the way down the mountain. When they entered the cave, they were clearly halfway up the mountain, but when they came out of the cave, they were at the top of the mountain, causing him to get further and further away from the end point.
Three people suddenly appeared and blocked his way. They were the three people he met yesterday.
Sun Huchang pretended to be calm and asked, "I don't know you Taoist friends, why are you blocking my way?"
One of them said, "Don't be nervous, we just want to exchange information. If you run away when you see us, I would have thought we were some kind of monster.
"I have no news to exchange."
The man laughed, "Really? I thought you had some information, such as... the location of the spiritual weapon."
Sun Huchang swallowed nervously, "How would I know?"
"Oh?" The man approached him step by step, "So you don't know either."
Sun Huchang had a feeling something was wrong, so he turned around and ran away, crawling.
The three of them landed in front of him easily. "You can run if you want, but leave the spiritual weapon behind."
Sun Huchang's pupils shrank in fear. How did these people know that he had found the spiritual weapon?
The cultivation base of the three men were all in the late Jindan stage. They stopped talking nonsense, took out their weapons, and attacked Sun Huchang.
Sun Huchang was hung upside down on the tree branch with almost no power to resist.
His head was filled with blood and his face was flushed red. The only thing he could do was to hold his chest tightly. That was the mirror he had dug out, and he wanted to use it to see Huayue.
Two of them grabbed his hands and one reached into his collar.
Sun Huchang stretched his neck and bit the man's hand.
"Fuck!" The man felt pain and punched Sun Huchang hard on the head.
Sun Huchang felt dizzy and lost the ability to think. He bit the meat in his mouth tightly and refused to let go. After a while, he tasted blood.
"Damn, this guy was born in the year of the dog." The man punched Sun Huchang until he let go. When he looked at the back of his hand, he saw two deep teeth marks.
He snatched the mirror from Sun Huchang's arms and wanted to kill him with a knife, but when he thought about the spiritual weapon connected to the magic mirror, he couldn't kill anyone in front of the Cultivation Society, so he gave up.
The three men got the spiritual weapons and left Sun Huchang hanging upside down on the tree branch, turning around and walking away without caring whether he lived or died.
They wanted to meet up with Yu Chunyuan, pretend to have a fight, pretend to be defeated, and transfer the spiritual weapon to Yu Chunyuan in a reasonable manner.
Fu Ning opened her eyes in the dark cave. Now, even without a fire starter, she could see the scenery clearly.
She successfully reached the Jindan stage.
The system then spoke up: "Boss, Sun Huchang was almost beaten to death, and his spiritual weapon was stolen."
Fu Ning was surprised and asked, "This is too fast. Where is he?"
She followed the route given by the system and soon found Sun Huchang. His liver-colored face had swollen like a pig's head.
Fu Ning crossed his arms and gloated: "Oh, who is this? Why is he so unlucky?"
Sun Huchang barely opened his swollen eyes, "Sister Fu..."
Fu Ning swung his sword and cut the rope that was hanging him. Sun Huchang fell headfirst to the ground, and Fu Ning hurriedly protected his head.
His head lay in Fu Ning's arms. After a while, it finally returned to its normal color. He almost cried, "Sister Fu, I just had a dream."
Fu Ning smiled, "You still have the mood to dream."
Sun Huchang's face wrinkled into a bun, "I dreamed that I died!"
【Author has something to say】
The original heroine is quite strong
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